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artist!hyunjin x model!minho

Trigger warnings: n/a

Content warnings: dirty talk, hand job, anal, mild exhibitionism, a touch of overstimulation, excessive use of the name 'baby'

Summary: hyunjin can't keep his hands to himself when his model gets worked up

Word count: 5.2k

A/N: hiiii all ❤ i'll keep this short lmao. i'm slowly but surely working my way through my requests! things feel a bit easier these days so i feel like i can actually get things completed for you all. i hope you all like it!

Tags: @bahng-chrizz

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Minho bit his lip pensively as he approached the studio door. Was he really about to do this? He knocked before he could talk himself out of it. Damned nerves always got to him.

The door swung open to reveal a tall, slender man with sharp features and luxurious dark hair. He was so pretty he sent all the air rushing out of Minho's lungs. “Minho, hi! It’s so good to finally meet you. Come on in. We’re just setting up.” Pouty lips tugged into a bright smile and Minho's knees turned to jelly for a moment as his heart thumped wildly in his chest.

He stepped inside with a small smile of his own and took in the setup as the beautiful man continued. “My assistant - well, you know Felix - already has everything together for hair and makeup. Once you finish up there, come back in here and we can start.” Minho nodded and took a steadying breath as the taller man led him to a room with a vanity, the desk covered in hair and makeup products, some of which he was familiar with, while others were entirely foreign.

Minho had been modeling for local artists for a couple years now but it never got easier. He always felt a rush of nerves every time he prepared to step in front of a camera or sit for a painting. It certainly didn’t help that Hyunjin was the most gorgeous man he’d ever laid eyes on and he was about to get extremely familiar with the older man.

“Oh, your complexion is just perfect - as always.” Felix said. “Come, let’s get you camera-ready.” He flashed an eager smile and Minho felt instantly at ease. Felix was someone he’d met several times and was rather comfortable with. They ran in the same circles and when the younger man had learned of Minho’s side job, he instantly brought up Hyunjin’s desperation for a model for an upcoming project. He’d connected the two men and today was the first time they were meeting in person.

“Are you okay? You seem kinda anxious.” Felix grabbed the rounded flat iron.

“Yeah I'm fine.” Minho hummed, trying to seem nonchalant. “I always get nervous before these things.”

“Why? You’re gorgeous. You were made for this.” Felix smiled warmly as he began to curl a strand of Minho's hair. The older man rolled his eyes even as a flattered smile spread across his face.

“I know I’m hot, Lix. It’s the expectations that get me worked up.” And this photographer’s face… “I’ll be fine once we get started and I know what he’s going for.”

“I told you: he’s looking for someone to let him paint them for a new exhibit piece. It’s simple.” Felix reminded him as he curled another strand.

“Yes,” he rolled his eyes once more, his smile growing wider at the playful exasperation he felt. Felix always got that reaction out of him. “But once I know the vibe of the shoot, it’ll go smoothly.”

“Well…” Felix bit his lip as he ran his fingers through the curls he’d already finished. Halfway there. “I guess I should warn you…he’s the sensual type. He’s walking sex and it shows in his work.”

“I have eyes, Lix. I can tell that much.” Minho snorted. After a beat, during which he looked around the room to ensure they weren’t being watched from the hall, he spoke again. “He’s hot. I wouldn’t mind things getting…heated.”

“He is. And he’s a-” Felix cut himself short, pink dusting his cheeks as he cleared his throat. “I shouldn’t say that.”

“Well now you have to tell me.” Minho grinned, taking note of how flustered the younger man appeared. “Have you two fucked?” The reddening of Felix's cheeks was his answer and his smirk grew even as something twisted in his chest. “Was he good?”

After a few moments of silence, Felix finally answered. “He’s a fucking beast in bed.” He admitted, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You should absolutely find out for yourself.”

“Maybe I will.” Minho hummed, his voice light and airy despite the heat that settled low in his belly.

The rest of Felix’s prep work went quickly, the two of them gossiping about much lighter topics as the younger man worked to enhance Minho’s natural beauty. It didn’t take much.

Within minutes, Minho was seating himself in front of Hyunjin, who already had several small cans of paint open. “And you’re sure you’re not allergic to anything?” He asked cautiously. He’d hate himself forever if he sent anyone to the hospital for the sake of his art, especially someone so perfect.

“Positive.” Minho hummed, shivering as the slight chill in the room caressed his bare chest. His jeans were slung low on his hips and he was shirtless, though he was certain he’d need to remove more clothing before they got started. “So I’m all yours to do with as you please.”

“Don’t tell me that. I might just have too much fun.” Hyunjin winked as he grabbed the first can of paint. “Is there any way I can get you to fully undress? This is going to get messy. Plus,” his grin was seductive and made Minho’s knees weak. “Nude art is always more fun.”

Minho paused and looked at Felix, who gave an eager nod and a thumbs up. “It’ll still be tasteful and not full on porn, right?” He asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice again. His chat with Felix had relaxed him a lot but the prospect of being entirely nude and having the image of his whole body captured for eternity made that calm dissipate. He wasn’t fond of the idea of having his dick on display for the whole world. Personal videos and photos? Sure. But something that would be heavily publicized? That was a step too far.

“Oh god no- I would never ask anyone to pose in entirely provocative ways. This is purely for the art. The most important parts will be covered, I promise.” Hyunjin rushed to assure him with a nervous smile of his own. He kept those photos and videos on a separate camera. This was purely for the aesthetic. Minho was built like a god and his physique deserved to be displayed.

With the reassurance that this was entirely professional, Minho stood from the stool he’d been perched on and reached for the button of his jeans. He ignored the weight of both men’s gazes on him as he shucked both his pants and his briefs. Thank god I took the time to shave last night…

Felix found himself staring and chewing on his lip at the sight of Minho’s impressive body but ignored the racy thoughts he was having. Instead, he took the clothes Minho had just removed and placed them aside, allowing Hyunjin to get started. Hyunjin, on the other hand, didn’t hide his admiration and made a small noise of appreciation as he dipped the brush into the paint.

“This is gonna be a little cold.” He warned before gliding the brush over Minho’s collarbone. The eldest sucked in a gasp at how chilly the paint was but forced himself to hold still. “I’m gonna come back and use my hands once I get the lines down, if that’s okay?”

“That’s fine.” Minho nodded, glancing down as Hyunjin dragged the brush in a straight line down the right side of his chest. “It’ll be warmer then.” He chuckled as he watched the lines of blue, then red, then pink and purple and green appear on his torso, followed by curved lines on his arms and legs. The feather-light touches were driving him up the wall but he did his best to remain composed.

That composure was lost when Hyunjin’s slender hands met his skin, smearing paint down his abs and muddying the pristine lines that had been left only moments prior. His breath hitched at the gentle touch, the slide of the younger man’s hands on his body lighting a fire beneath his skin. His face heated as his blood rushed south, causing Hyunjin’s hands to still. “Sorry…” He mumbled, embarrassed by the way his body reacted to something so small.

“It’s a natural reaction.” Hyunjin murmured, entirely distracted by just how perfect Minho’s body was. Every last inch of him was a gift from the heavens and he felt lucky to be feeling him up. “I’ll be quick.” He assured him, trying and failing to tear his eyes away from Minho’s stiffening cock, which strained with interest each time Hyunjin’s palms glided over a particularly sensitive area.

Felix watched with interest but his excitement at the scene was tamped out almost instantly with guilt. He shouldn’t have been fantasizing about what could happen between two of his best friends. It was his morbid sense of curiosity.

In an uncharacteristic burst of confidence, Minho scoffed and shook his head. “You’re learning all my tells before I get the chance to discover any of yours. How unfair.”

Hyunjin’s hands paused, his eyes locked on Minho’s messy chest as the air between them crackled with electricity. “Felix is watching.” His simple reminder brought Minho back to earth but didn’t ease the tension between them as his fingertips skimmed over the older man’s inner thighs. He took pride in the way Minho’s cock jumped, his own pants growing tight at the sight.

He didn’t bother to hide his excitement as he stood and backed away. “I think that’s about it. Let me add just a little more to your back and we’re good to go.”

“Can I see before we start?” Minho asked curiously. Was it a surprise?

“Of course.” Hyunjin smiled widely at the interest Minho was showing. “There’s a mirror just around the corner.” He gestured to a wall Minho had yet to pass by and the older man nodded, waiting patiently as warm hands danced across his back. One finger slid down his spine and he shuddered. Then Hyunjin was backing away, messy hands held up so as not to spread paint on his clothes. “Let me know what you think.”

Minho padded to the mirror, not bothering to hide his erection since they were all very aware of it by now. When he turned and looked over his shoulder, he let out a soft laugh. “I think you missed a spot.” He pointed out, taking in the lack of paint on his bare ass. There were a few strokes that dipped to the tops of his cheeks but other than that his ass was entirely devoid of color.

Hyunjin stepped around the corner and laughed immediately. “Looks like it.” He snorted and stepped closer, lifting his hands for emphasis. “May I?”

As soon as Minho nodded, Hyunjin’s large hands splayed across his ass, dragging the paint around in a sweeping motion as he fought the urge to knead his flesh. He admired his work as he stepped back, speaking again to break the tension he felt. “Turn for me.” He ordered in a gentle tone, checking to see if he’d missed anywhere else. “See anything else?”

“Maybe…here?” Minho gently grabbed Hyunjin’s wrist and guided his hand to his jaw. “And then drag down my throat?” The aesthetic of fingerprints on his jaw made his brain buzz in the most delightful way and he knew it’d look hot on camera.

“Perfect.” Hyunjin whispered as his grip tightened briefly before his fingers slid to wrap around Minho’s throat. Fuck I want to keep touching him, especially when his cock twitches like that…

“Then…are we ready?” Minho’s voice came out breathless and he suddenly hated how worked up he was. Sure it was a natural reaction like Hyunjin said, but it was bordering on humiliating being the only one naked and this turned on.

“We are. I’ll let Felix get you situated while I wash up.” He held his hands up once more and wiggled his fingers, wrinkling his nose adorably at the mess.

Felix, upon hearing his name, stepped around the corner with a curious expression. At the smiles he received, he led Hyunjin to the white canvas backdrop. “We’ll have you turn slightly to your left and sit down with your knees drawn up.” He instructed and Minho sat as he was told. “Perfect. When he comes back, I’ll get you to stretch your arms out in front of you and rest them on your knees.” Minho nodded and waited, biting back a grin at Felix's knowing expression. “Until then…isn’t his touch just…” His eyes rolled back and he let out a soft groan. “Perfect?”

“It’s actually embarrassing how hard I am.” Minho huffed out a laugh and looked away as his cheeks went a soft pink. “Is he always like that?”

“Pretty much.” The youngest shrugged, laughing at Minho’s pleasantly surprised expression. “Like I said: he’s a very sensual person and the tension is insane.” A mischievous grin took over his face and he wiggled his eyebrows. “Maybe you’ll get a chance to find out just how sensual he can be.”

“Not as long as you’re here.” Minho laughed awkwardly. “There’s only so much I’ll do for an audience.”

“Aww you’re no fun.” Felix’s fake pout earned an eye roll and he burst into laughter, instantly settling down when Hyunjin rejoined them.

“I’m gonna do a few test shots and then we’ll get into it. Can you drape your arms like he showed you? And lay your head down, eyes on me.” Hyunjin hummed, snapping a few shots and taking a deep breath at how perfect even the tests came out.

Luckily for Minho, he started to calm down and no longer felt like he was seconds away from falling apart. Halfway through the shoot, Felix got a call and stepped out. With shutter clicks the only sound filling the air between them, Hyunjin spoke after a few awkward minutes. “How long have you been modeling?”

“About two years now.” Minho hummed, shifting his pose at the younger man’s instruction.

“And how often do you do nude work?” Something in him twisted with a touch of jealousy at the idea of anyone else seeing Minho’s perfect body.

“This would be the first time being fully nude in front of a camera.” He explained with a hint of shyness in his voice. “I’ve posed in underwear before but never fully naked.” Hyunjin gave a pleased hum but kept his expression neutral. “How about you? How long have you been a photographer?”

“Oh it’s been years since I started. I only recently started gallery work though. I was doing events until about a year ago.” His eyes sparkled as he spoke and Minho’s heart thumped in his chest. He loved when people talked about their passions. He loved seeing the way their eyes lit up.

“What was that like?” He watched as Hyunjin pulled the stool over and perched on the edge when he was told to.

“It was fun! It was a lot of fun.” God his smile…

“What made you shift your focus to gallery work then?” Now he was curious. Hyunjin glowed when talking about events so why would he stop doing them?

“I just felt like it was time for a change. It was fun but it came with a lot of stress and I needed a break from that.” He explained softly, smiling again as he stepped behind the camera. “But I’ve met so many wonderful people through this avenue as well. Beautiful people too.” The way his eyes raked over Minho’s bare form as he pressed his tongue into his cheek was entirely deliberate.

The older man flushed even as he tipped his head back under Hyunjin’s instruction. The gaze was so intense it felt like a caress against his skin and he felt himself getting worked up again. He moved so his arm covered his lap and Hyunjin took notice, smirking when he realized his compliment and subsequent ogling had the desired effect.

“I think I’ve got everything I need for now.” He hummed after several minutes of comfortable silence, striding over to where his personal camera was packed away in a bag. Minho felt a bubble of disappointment in his chest at the sudden change in Hyunjin’s demeanor.

“Would you like a more…personal session now?” He turned, lifting his camera from the bag. “For our eyes only.”

Minho’s breath caught in his throat at the way Hyunjin looked at him and he nodded before he even knew what he was agreeing to. Why did he suddenly feel like he’d made a deal with the devil?

“Perfect.” Hyunjin didn’t know if he was referring to Minho’s agreement or the man himself as he made his way back to the tripod. “Then…” he busied himself with changing out his equipment before speaking again. “Turn to your right.” He ordered, his pants tightening once more as Minho’s dick came into view. He bit his lip to hide his smile when the older man tried to cover himself. “Don’t hide. These photos are for you and no one else.”

Minho nodded slowly and forced himself to relax, trusting that Hyunjin wouldn’t lie about this. This was a bit out of his comfort zone but he was willing to try anything once.

“Touch yourself for me, Min.” Hyunjin’s voice came out rough this time as his own cock strained with interest at the mere thought of Minho pleasing himself.

Minho wrapped a shaky hand around his shaft and his lip caught between his teeth at the first tug. His heart hammered in his chest at the pleased noise he heard from behind the camera and he gave another pass, swiping his thumb over the head with a small gasp. He’d been with plenty of people but he’d never been so affected by simply being watched.

He didn’t notice Hyunjin disrobing as he set a steady pace until a warm chest met his back. “Fucking perfect, baby. I can’t help myself, I need to feel you.” Minho took whatever Hyunjin was trying to press into his palm, shivering when his other hand was pushed away from his dick for Hyunjin’s hand to take its place instead. “Press this button,” he guided Minho's thumb to the correct button on the remote. “When you wanna capture something. I’m gonna take care of you.”

Minho didn’t even get a chance to nod before Hyunjin started stroking his cock, his opposite hand roaming his chest and abs. Fire lit under his skin at the contact and his head tipped back to rest on the taller man’s shoulder, his free hand tangling in Hyunjin’s long, dark hair. “Hyunjin-” he gasped his name when his thumb dug into the slit, his hips jerking.

“Jinnie.” He corrected. He liked hearing the nickname in bed. It sounded pretty when people whimpered for him. “Just Jinnie.” His voice was smooth, like liquid butter, and it made Minho’s pulse ratchet up as he nodded.

His jaw dropped when Hyunjin squeezed on the upstroke and he snapped a photo as a tiny whimper slipped from his mouth. “Jinnie-” he whined softly, squirming against the younger man’s chest when his nipple was lightly pinched.

Minho had never been too particular about whether he topped or bottomed so the way his body was being manipulated wasn’t foreign, it was delightful. In fact, it was already shaping up to be the best he’d ever had and they’d only just started. This was solidified when Hyunjin spoke.

“You sound so pretty, Min. Like you were made to moan my name. You sure you didn’t come here just to fuck me?” Hyunjin’s groan made his dick twitch and he whined again, partially from embarrassment at his obvious reaction. “You respond so well, baby. So pretty and perfect. Can’t wait for you to take my cock.”

“Jinnie…” Minho whimpered his name, jaw dropping once more when he felt lips close around his earlobe. “Oh-”

“You sensitive there, baby?” The older man nodded shyly and Hyunjin chuckled against his skin. “How cute.” He cooed as he sped up, his grip tightening just enough for Minho to see stars.

They stayed like that, Hyunjin stroking Minho’s cock and feeling him up with his other hand while Minho snapped photos every time Hyunjin pulled a particularly strong reaction out of him, until the coil in Minho's belly tightened. “Jinnie ‘m close-” he warned, his voice breaking off in a moan as his hips jerked.

“Yeah? Gonna make a mess of the art I made earlier?” Minho nodded furiously, a soft whine tearing from his throat. The goading and cooing always got to him and Hyunjin was a master at it. “Then do it. Cum for me, baby.” He coached, swiping his thumb over the head on every upstroke until he felt the beginnings of Minho’s orgasm.

Minho repeatedly hit the button, snapping a series of photos as he came undone. Molten pleasure filled his veins and he let out a loud cry of Hyunjin’s name as he shuddered with delight. His voice was pathetic and didn’t remotely sound like him as he bit back a series of soft moans and whines, watching helplessly while Hyunjin milked every last drop of cum from him.

Minho forced himself to release his hold on Hyunjin’s hair and instead reached behind him to palm at the bulge pressing against his lower back. He pouted when his hand was pushed away, the need to feel more of the younger man becoming overwhelming. “Why?”

“Lay down.” Hyunjin ordered softly, releasing him and stepping back to give him room to comply. As Minho scrambled to lay on the floor, Hyunjin hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and shoved them down his thighs. “Gonna fuck this pretty hole and make you scream for me. You want that?”

“So bad.” He nodded, eagerly accepting the two fingers Hyunjin pressed to his lips as he slotted himself between Minho's legs.

The younger man leaned down so his lips were right by Minho’s ear and opened his mouth to speak when a hand wrapped around his cock, pulling a low groan from him. “Shit, baby…” He pressed a tiny kiss to Minho's cheek in return before continuing, rocking his hips in time with the older man’s strokes. “You’re so eager. And fucking gorgeous. My fingerprints all over your body…I wish I could tattoo them on you so you’d never forget my touch.”

Oh, I won’t…

Minho let out a tiny moan in response, suppressing a gag when Hyunjin’s fingers pressed to the back of his throat. His grip tightened and his strokes sped up as he tried to finish Hyunjin before he got a chance to touch him. He wanted things to be entirely even. It was only fair.

All too soon, Hyunjin was pulling back and gently pushing Minho’s hand away.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, I need more.” The taller man hummed, pulling his fingers from Minho's mouth.

“Please-” He whined when he felt Hyunjin press a finger to his entrance. “I need you.” He fought the urge to pout when he wasn’t immediately stuffed full.

“Yeah? How bad?” The smirk on Hyunjin’s face made Minho’s stomach fill with butterflies.

Is he going to make me beg? Oh, who cares. He’s fucking beautiful. Minho needed him. Needed more. He’d do anything to have him inside. “So bad, Jinnie. Feel like I'll die if I don’t have you inside me soon.” He was barely done speaking when a long finger pressed inside.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. Gonna take me so well…” Hyunjin’s groan reignited the flames beneath Minho’s skin but he barely had a chance to comprehend his words before soft, pouty lips met his own. He reached between them once more, set on pleasing Hyunjin while he was being stretched, but his wrist was caught and pinned above his head.

His dick twitched at the sensation of being restrained and he let out a small sound, grinding down against Hyunjin’s fingers as another was added. The taller man’s tongue plundered his mouth the second he parted his lips and Minho made another sound as he sucked on Hyunjin’s tongue, earning a low growl in return.

Minho was quick to press the button again, capturing the moment in high definition. Hyunjin heard the click of the shutter and pulled back with a groan. “You’re killing me…” His lips tugged into a smirk. “Think you’re ready? I need to feel you.”

“So fucking ready, Jinnie.” Minho nodded eagerly, disappointment bubbling in his chest when Hyunjin pulled his hand away after scissoring his fingers one last time. He tamped it down when he felt the blunt head of the younger man’s cock pressing against his entrance.

“Last chance. You sure?”

“Just fuck me already, Hyunjin.” He demanded, the last syllable pitching upward in an embarrassing moan as he was filled in one swift move. It almost hurt how quickly Hyunjin pushed into him but that made him love it even more.

“Fucking hell- you’re so tight.” The taller man bit his pillowy bottom lip, his face dropping to Minho’s neck. He inhaled deeply, head spinning at his spicy vanilla scent. This must be what Heaven smells like… He held still, waiting for Minho to relax against him. The second he did, he’d rail him.

The sheer size of him almost made it difficult for Minho to adjust but after a few minutes, he tentatively rocked his hips, earning a hiss from the other man. As he turned his head in the hopes of kissing Hyunjin’s ear, a sharp thrust knocked a loud moan from him. “Jinnie-”

Hyunjin set an unforgiving pace, his hips snapping furiously. Each thrust drew out another sound from the gorgeous man beneath him and he was certain he’d become addicted to Minho’s noises if they continued like this. He pulled back to look down at him and bit his lip hard at the visual of his fingerprints on Minho’s jaw. His hands itched to wrap around the older man’s throat but he refrained.

“You look so fucking pretty, baby…” He praised, watching as Minho’s jaw went slack and his head tipped back. He couldn’t help but pinch a paint-covered nipple, his dick throbbing at the whimper his actions elicited. “Sound pretty too.”

Minho’s cheeks flamed at the compliments and he had to fight the urge to hide his face in Hyunjin’s neck. Instead, he snapped another photo. The sound of the camera was the last straw for Hyunjin and he let out a soft growl as he tangled a fist in Minho's hair. “You’re driving me fucking crazy, Min.”

Instantly, Minho was scrambling to tug Hyunjin’s free hand towards his throat. “Please.” He whispered before sucking in a gasp as Hyunjin hit his most sensitive point. “Please-” He begged louder this time, frantically trying to wrap Hyunjin’s fingers around his throat.

“Filthy boy…” A dark smile took over Hyunjin’s face as he closed his hand around Minho’s throat, hips working faster, if that was possible. As soon as the younger man’s grip tightened, Minho shuddered in delight and snapped another photo.

“Kiss me.” He whispered, whimpering loudly a moment later at the rough thrust that hit his prostate deliciously. Hyunjin obliged with no hesitation, squeezing Minho’s throat harder and making his head spin at the lack of blood circulation. It was perfect.

Hyunjin’s teeth grazed Minho’s lip before he bit down and tugged back, groaning when the older man clenched around him. He was getting close and that almost did him in. He pulled back briefly to warn Minho. “Careful, baby. You don’t want to finish me just yet.”

Oh but he did. Minho was teetering right on the edge already and he wanted to be filled to the brim with cum. He needed it. “Jinnie ‘m close-” he warned breathlessly.

“Already? How cute.” Minho whined at his mocking tone, groaning when they locked lips again. He wouldn’t ask permission to cum but he’d still wanted some sort of acknowledgement beyond taunting.

Minho felt the knot in the pit of his belly begin to unravel and laid on the remote, snapping as many photos as he could. His moans pitched upward and his eyes rolled back as he came undone, his back arching off the floor as the full force of his orgasm hit him.

Even as he came down from his high, Hyunjin didn’t give him a break. He pulled out and took their cocks in one hand, stroking them together. The overstimulation was almost painful for the older man as a third orgasm was ripped from his body.

When Minho was a boneless puddle on the floor, Hyunjin finally relented. “One more, baby. Can you do that for me? Can you gimme one more?”

“J- ah- just one-” Minho bit his lip hard as tears built behind his eyes. He could feel another orgasm coming and he wasn’t sure if he could handle it. He needed a break from the onslaught of pleasure. But he also wanted to please Hyunjin and that desire had won out, all other needs washed away by the sweat that dropped onto his skin from the younger man’s chin.

“Good boy.” Hyunjin’s voice came out strained as his orgasm approached. He’d been holding back for a while now, wanting to play with Minho a while longer. But when he saw his face going red as tears welled in his eyes, he knew it was time to give him a break. “Where do you want it, baby?”

Minho debated in his head. Did he want to wear it? Or would he prefer to have it all inside? He hesitated a moment too long because the choice was ripped from him a few seconds later. Ropes of hot cum decorated his already-messy stomach and his body trembled with his own orgasm at the sensation.

“Jinnie-” He cried the taller man’s name as he came for the fourth and final time, his whole body burning. Tears finally spilled from his eyes, though it was short-lived as they quickly dried. His thighs trembled and his chest heaved. He let out a disapproving whine when Hyunjin pulled away but quickly silenced himself when he realized he was going for the camera.

“Just a few more shots, hmm?” Hyunjin grinned lazily as he carefully took the camera from its place on the tripod before padding back over to where Minho still lay in a heap on the floor. “I want you to see how pretty you look from my point of view.” He explained as he settled back between Minho’s legs, urging them around his hips.

Minho couldn’t hide his tiny smile as Hyunjin snapped a series of photos, making sure to capture the paint and cum decorating his stomach. He couldn’t bring himself to be embarrassed about being fully nude on camera as he basked in the afterglow of his orgasms. It felt…right.

After a few minutes of photos, Hyunjin carefully placed the camera on the stool and collapsed beside Minho. “That was fucking amazing.” The older man nodded in agreement, turning on his side to face Hyunjin, who now had a mischievous grin on his face. “What are the chances you’ll come model for me again soon?”

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Minho/Hyunjin

Explicit | 995 words

Tags: noona kink, mommy kink, kink exploration, mild dirty talk, creampie, based on this

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"So," Minho begins, slinging his legs over Hyunjin's to straddle his lap, "you think about calling me noona?"

He knew it was something he would have to pester Hyunjin about whenever they got home, and now that they're clean and winding down for the night, Minho decided it was the perfect time to pounce.

Hyunjin huffs at the sudden movement, a grin spreading across his tired face as he brings his hands up to smooth over Minho's bare thighs. "Sometimes," he admits, kind of shy. "Didn't mean to let it slip like that in public though..."

Minho sits up on his lap and hums as if he thinks the admission is interesting. With a grin that speaks pure mischief, he drags both hands down to lay flat against Hyunjin's chest before rocking back and grinding against him. "Aren't you glad it did, though?" The whine that he lets out at the friction makes Minho's cock jump in his shorts.

"Yeah, it's just– fuck," Hyunjin's long fingers tighten on his thighs before he continues, "I just didn't know if you'd be into it." His eyes nearly flutter closed as Minho pushes his shirt up and thumbs over his nipples. Blush high on cheeks, spreading down his neck so prettily.

"Bet you wanna call me mommy, too," Minho jokes, smirking. But the way Hyunjin's breath hitches tells him everything he needs to know. His smirk grows more amused, a little more wicked, and Hyunjin shifts underneath him like he's trying to hide. It's cute. Endearing in a way that makes Minho want to devour him.

"I–" Hyunjin starts, hips jerking up when Minho pinches his nipples.

"You do, huh?" Minho purs, leaning close to nose across Hyunjin's warm cheek, tongue darting out to lick the corner of his mouth like a cat. He can almost taste the embarrassment on him – hot and heavy and delicious on the back of his tongue. He scratches gently down Hyunjin's taut stomach before dipping farther down to cup the growing bulge in his pants. He almost laughs at how hard he is. "Want mommy to take care of this for you?"

"Minho– noona, please," Hyunjin begs. Pride swells in Minho's chest at how quick he had him wrapped around his finger. Extra sensitive, extra responsive.

"Oh you poor thing," Minho teases, voice silky and low, full of the kind of faux sympathy he knows has Hyunjin's toes curling. He presses a soft, lingering kiss to his plush mouth. "I got you, baby. You trust me?"

Hyunjin nods. He looks seconds away from tears and something about that burns a fire in Minho's gut.

Minho undresses him and opens him up slowly, gently, taking his time working his fingers into Hyunjin and whispering sweet little praises into his skin. As much as he loves to tease him, he has just as much fun taking him apart thread by thread, finding new ways to fluster him. It's fun.

As he finally presses himself inside, Hyunjin's mouth falls open with a lovely sound. A drawn out, breathy sigh that makes Minho smile with fondness. Once they're flush together, he reaches out to brush Hyunjin's hair away from his face and gives a few slow drags in and out to help him adjust.

"Mommy's pretty boy," Minho's voice is barely above a whisper as he starts snapping his hips in earnest, eyelids heavy as he watches Hyunjin's face twisting in pleasure, gasping as he wraps a hand around himself to jerk off. "You like noona's cock in you baby? He makes you feel good, right?"

Hyunjin moans out loud, nodding and forcing his eyes open when he feels like he's getting close. Minho looks equal parts demonic and angelic above him – thrusting with a force that knocks cock-drunk grunts from him with every jolt forward, his damp hair falling around his face and making him look impossibly soft while the arousal shining in his dark eyes speaks the exact opposite.

"You feel so good, noona," Hyunjin clutches the sheets with one hand and keeps stroking himself with the other, smearing the wetness of precome around his hot tip and gasping as he feels his body start to tighten, "gonna come on your cock– please, don't stop."

Minho bends over his body, presses their lips together in a messy kiss, panting directly into his mouth, "Go on. Come for your noona."

It only takes a few more pointed thrusts and pumps of his hand before he's spilling over his fingers and between their stomachs with a whimper. Minho fucks him through it steadily, jostling his body against the bed as he adjusts his hold on his waist and chases his own orgasm with quicker, choppier thrusts.

As the first hint of overstimulation starts taking place, Hyunjin starts writhing in his hold, legs spasming as grasps pathetically at Minho's shoulders, nails digging into the skin and making him hiss.

"Inside," Hyunjin chokes, scrambling for a better hold as tears start welling in his pretty eyes, "mommy, please, inside me– I can't–"

And with that, the last string holding Minho together snaps. His hips stutter to a stop, coming so hard it knocks the breath out of him. Hyunjin's hole clenches around him in overly sensitive waves, like it's desperate to milk him dry. Minho's head tilts back as he tries to catch his breath, reaching out blindly to take Hyunjin's hands into his own.

After a moment of blissful silence, Minho carefully pulls out and eyes where Hyunjin's puffy rim starts clenching around nothing.

Hyunjin grimaces as cum starts leaking down his crack. "Oh come on," he whines, pouting, "you're just gonna let it get all over my sheets?"

Minho giggles and swipes his finger through the mess, smearing it across his soft inner thigh. "Not my problem."

"It will be when I make you wash them," Hyunjin laughs, breathless and sated.

"Just because I'm your mommy now doesn't mean I'm gonna start doing your laundry, brat."

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aprilskillstory · 10 months

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Red, Black, and Pretty

blame twitter for this one

Hyunjin in lace and Minho with a lip fixation

#hyunho #hyunho smut #lee know smut #hyunjin smut #stray kids smut #skz smut #ao3 #fanfic

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violet-1atte · 8 months

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Kinktober Day Eight: Master/slave - Minho/Hyunjin

Tags: dom!Minho, sub!Hyunjin, subspace, master/slave dynamics, cockwarming, exhibitionism, fingering, degradation, name calling

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Hyunjin’s knees ached from the hard ground and the air on his bare skin made him shiver. He wasn't sure how long he had been sitting there. Minutes, hours, the whole day ? Honestly, when he was in this position, time seemed to lose all meaning. He was an object, made only to serve and please Minho. The ache in his back and the soreness of his knees only served to remind him that he was doing good. It made his mind feel fuzzy, like it was full of soft cotton and fluffy clouds. He was floating, ready for any command Minho, his master , gave him.

Suddenly footsteps filled Hyunjin’s ears and his heart jumped in his chest. The anticipation he always felt when Minho approached would never be topped by anything else. Nothing could compare to the heat that built in his gut whenever his master came to him.

“Mm, so obedient. Thank you for waiting,” Minho said with a gentle hum. He ran a hand through Hyunjin’s black hair and as much as Hyunjin wanted to respond and press into his touch, he knew he hadn’t been given permission yet. Minho continued caressing his scalp for a moment before he slid his hand down his face and hooked his fingers under his chin. “You can look up at me now.”

Minho tilted Hyunjin’s head up and he turned his gaze upwards, meeting his eyes. “There you are.” Hyunjin couldn’t hold back the dazed smile that formed on his lips. Minho could be so mean to him, but he could also be incredibly sweet. Hyunjin loved both, but he couldn’t help preening at the tone of his voice at the moment.

“Are you ready to prepare for our guests, slave?” he asked. He caressed Hyunjin’s jaw with his thumb as he spoke.

“Yes, Master,” Hyunjin said obediently. He flexed the fingers of his hands, which were still held behind his back in a pair of handcuffs. Now that Minho was here he was suddenly more aware of all the aches in his body. But he held as still as he could because he wanted to please Minho.

“Good. Do you remember what our plan is?”

Hyunjin nodded, but quickly remembered to give a verbal reply as well. They had gone over everything that morning. Discussed their limits again, what was okay and what wasn’t, what they would do specifically, and who would be there. Everything was planned out precisely, and all Hyunjin had to do from this point was follow Minho’s instructions.

“Perfect,” Minho said, brushing his thumb over Hyunjin’s lips.

Hyunjin fidgeted a little and Minho’s eyes narrowed a little bit. Hyunjin’s stomach seemed to swoop and he bit his lip, stilling his movements. “Are you uncomfortable like this?” Minho asked, tilting his head. Hyunjin considered whether to lie or tell the truth. Minho would want him to be honest though.

“A…a little bit, Master. I’m just sore,” Hyunjin admitted meekly. He glanced to the ground but Minho gripped his jaw and forced him to look up.

“Look at me when you talk, slut,” Minho snapped.

Hyunjin shuddered and looked back up at him. “I’m sorry, Master. I–I’m just a little achy, but I feel good serving you. That’s the best…the best thing to me.” To anyone else it might seem like he was just trying to butter Minho up, but he really was being truthful.

“There we go. Thank you for telling me,” Minho said, his expression and tone softening. “You can get up now. I wouldn’t want my pretty slave to be all bruised up and sore, now would I?”

“No, Master,” Hyunjin said, his lips turning up in a slight smile.

“Mhm… So you can get up now. You stayed in position for long enough.”

“Thank you, Master,” Hyunjin said happily. He struggled a little to stand up from his knees with how stiff his legs were and the fact that his hands were still stuck together with cuffs. Minho helped stabilize him, placing his hands on Hyunjin’s shoulders to lift him. Hyunjin’s breath caught in his throat at the action and his head once again had that fluffy, cotton feeling. He knew he was hard even without looking down, and had been for a long time. But he wasn’t allowed to touch himself without permission, and he was a well trained slave. He rarely disobeyed his master.

“Let’s get these off. Then you can start getting ready,” Minho said, slipping his hands behind Hyunjin to undo the handcuffs.

Hyunjin let out a soft sigh as his hands were freed from their confines and he was finally able to stretch his sore muscles. “Feels much better,” he said with a smile, rubbing his wrists. “I’ll start getting ready now!”

“That’s a good boy.” Minho cupped his cheek and pet over his cheekbone with his thumb. “Once you finish everything I’ll get you ready as well. So I want you in my bedroom, on your knees in front of the bed. Understood?”

“Yes, Master, I understand,” Hyunjin replied with an eager nod. He gave Minho a deep bow before moving off to prepare everything.

Some people might frown upon what he was doing or think it was an unkind arrangement. But Hyunjin enjoyed it. It was an agreement he consented to. He could back out at any time. But he had no plans of doing that. There was something so fulfilling about it, even when it came to tasks like cooking and cleaning. Hyunjin’s chest warmed with pride any time he was able to make Minho a meal that satisfied him, especially when he got to feed it to him directly.

By the time Hyunjin was done, the entire house was sparkling and smelling of savory dishes, he rushed to the bedroom and got on his knees in front of the bed. There was a mat on the floor so his knees wouldn’t bruise this time and as soon as he got in position his limbs tingled and his head was airy and light again. It felt so good to be like this.

Minho entered the bedroom soon after and he gave Hyunjin a catlike smile. “You’ve done well today, slave,” he praised and Hyunjin preened, biting his lip.

“Thank you, Master, I’m so glad you think so,” he responded eagerly.

“Of course. I’m so proud,” Minho said. “So well behaved.”

Hyunjin could have melted into the floor right then.

“Let me make you all pretty for our guests now. Stand up and lay down on the bed.”

Hyunjin easily complied, scrambling quickly to switch positions and lay across the soft mattress. He watched as Minho grabbed a box from the closet and pulled out a set of red lingerie and a butt plug with a gem on the end. Hyunjin’s cheeks burned at the sight and his stomach flipped. He would be in that in front of everyone. “You’ll really look like my perfect slave, won’t you?”

“Yes, Master, yours,” Hyunjin breathed.

Minho smirked as he approached the bed. “Mine,” he said, punctuating the words with a squeeze of his thigh.

Minho grabbed the lube from the bedside drawer and after getting Hyunjin to spread his legs, began opening him up for the plug. He let Hyunjin moan freely this time so Hyunjin didn’t hold back, whining and panting with every press and curl of Minho’s fingers. His cock went from being soft to rock solid within minutes of Minho fingering him, beads of precum leaking onto his abs. Minho teased him by spreading his fingers wide and dragging the digits over his prostate. And Hyunjin still wasn’t allowed to come.

Once Minho had secured the plug in Hyunjin’s stretched hole, he helped him put on the lacy lingerie. Panties with a heart cutout in the ass showed off the plug and silky garters hugged the flesh of his soft thighs. Hyunjin’s blush matched the red of the lace. “Such a slutty looking slave, aren’t you?” Minho said teasingly.

Hyunjin whimpered and his knees went weak. “Y-yes, yours to show off.”

“Mhm. I can’t wait,” Minho hummed. “Our guests should be arriving soon. Go wait for them.”

Hyunjin gave Minho a nod and a bow and then scurried off to wait for them in the living room. He was on his knees again, arms behind his back. The perfect position of submission.

Soon after, the doorbell rang and Minho went to answer it. Chan walked in first, Jeongin following shortly after him. They greeted Minho with smiles and hugs (from Chan), and then began glancing around. Chan’s eyes landed on him first and Hyunjin’s entire body burned from the attention. “Ahh there he is.”

Jeongin and Minho looked at him then and Minho grinned. “Isn’t he just the prettiest?”

“I’m surprised you got him to be so well behaved,” Jeongin mused. “He used to be such a brat.”

Hyunjin’s fists clenched behind his back and he forced himself to keep from squeezing his thighs together when his cock twitched. They were talking about him like he wasn’t even there. An object only for their admiration.

“Oh it took a lot of training, trust me,” Minho responded with a laugh. “But now he does whatever I say.”

Hyunjin burned . Everything they said was true and it made arousal swirl in his stomach.

Minho led them to the dining room to sit them down, and soon after the others arrived. Jisung and Felix next, followed soon after by Changbin and Seungmin. Having such an audience made Hyunjin feel like some art piece in a museum. He could feel their stares burning holes through him and their whispered words, giggles, and points only made him dizzier.

Eventually, after a few moments of greeting and socializing, Minho turned his attention to Hyunjin, still sitting dutifully on the carpet, and beckoned him over with a curl of his finger. “Come, slave, we’re starting dinner. You know what to do.”

Hyunjin knew exactly what to do. He stood up and made his way to the table, sparks going up his back at the pleased sounds everyone made. He heard Jisung mumble, “ Fuck,” under his breath and Seungmin leaned over to Changbin to whisper something in his ear. Hyunjin first went around the table, serving each of them expensive wine and making sure everything was ready and available for them to eat. They never stopped staring.

Minho looked all too smug with their reactions, the lazy grin he was showing never leaving his face. “Sit,” he said, patting his thigh twice. Hyunjin maneuvered around the table to sit on his lap and squirmed a little to adjust his position. Minho’s hand immediately went to his waist and he dug his fingers into his side. “Feed me.”

This was easy. Hyunjin did this often. He grabbed the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of meat and lifted it to Minho’s lips. His stomach warmed as Minho’s lips closed around the chopsticks and he closed his eyes, letting out a small, satisfied hum. “

“How was that so homoerotic?” Jisung whispered, to which Seungmin responded,

“He’s literally sitting on Minho’s lap and is dressed like a little slut, how can it not be?”

Hyunjin’s cheeks burned at his response and Minho smirked, placing a hand on Hyunjin’s thigh. “That was delicious,” he said sweetly, giving Hyunjin’s thigh a squeeze. Hyunjin whimpered, and it was obvious by the expressions of everyone at the table that they all heard it. “Isn’t he a good cook?” Minho asked, looking around the table.

“May rival you,” Chan said with a chuckle and Hyunjin positively melted at the praise. He was a good slave for Minho, he did good.

“Maybe not that far,” Minho said, shooting Chan a glare, even as he opened his mouth for another bite Hyunjin prepared for him. Hyunjin was a good cook, but he had an even better teacher.

“Master is definitely the best cook,” Hyunjin said softly. He nearly giggled at the reactions from everyone at him so openly calling Minho “Master.” They’d only heard it a few times and every time the reactions were the same–mixed reactions of arousal and shock, red faces, open mouths. A whimper if you were Jisung. “He trained me well.”

“Of course,” Jeongin supplied. He turned his eyes to Minho. “He wouldn’t be able to do anything on his own without getting trained, would he?”

Minho chuckled as Hyunjin squirmed in his lap. More embarrassment pulsed in his chest and went all the way down through his stomach to his toes. “I’m afraid not. It’s really a good thing he listens so well. In fact…I think I’ll eat on my own now. Why don’t you serve me another way, hm?”

Hyunjin knew exactly what Minho meant. They had planned this all after all. He gave Minho a sharp nod and a, “Yes, Master,” before he got off his lap and crawled under the table to kneel between Minho’s spread thighs.

“ Good ,” Minho drawled. He reached down underneath the table and unzipped his pants so he could pull his cock out. It was semi-hard from Hyunjin being on his lap and that filled Hyunjin with an unreasonable amount of pride. “Cockwarm me while I eat dinner with my friends.”

“Wow,” Hyunjin heard Changbin mumble from the table along with a few soft gasps and accompanying moans. Just the command only followed by the reactions had Hyunjin’s head and body buzzing. He could barely think, all he knew was he needed to do what his master told him.

Hyunjin opened his mouth and put his lips around the head of Minho’s cock, going down almost to the base in one go. He rested his head on Minho’s thighs and breathed deeply through his nose, allowing the feeling of Minho’s heavy cock on his tongue to lull him even deeper into his headspace.

For the rest of dinner, Hyunjin stayed like that. The sound of their conversation faded out as his mind went numb from cockwarming Minho. Occasionally, Minho would shift or roll his hips forward and Hyunjin’s eyes would water as he gagged a little. But he never pulled off. He wanted to impress Minho and impress everyone that was there, even though they all seemed to be ignoring him. The lack of attention only made him slip further and further, until he was in a dream-like state. Please Master, do good for him, good slave, good …

Hyunjin barely registered when everyone got up to start leaving until Minho curled his fingers in his hair and eased him off his cock. “Up, boy, everyone’s leaving,” he said, his voice soft in a way that kept Hyunjin in the same headspace. Drool ran down Hyunjin’s chin from having a cock in his mouth for so long and he didn’t even bother to wipe it up as he crawled from under the table and stood up on shaky legs.

He followed Minho to the door with the others and gave them all a deep bow. “Thank you for coming,” he said softly. He wasn’t even sure if he said it out loud, but the way Minho smiled told him otherwise.

“You should bring him around like that more often,” Changbin said.

“Maybe. I’ll have to discuss it with him first though,” he said, scratching the back of Hyunjin’s head. “I hope you all enjoyed yourselves. I definitely did.”

“It was fun!” Felix said with a warm smile. “Though next time I want more interaction with Hyunjinnie.”

Minho glanced at Hyunjin’s face and grinned. “Noted.”

After they all left and Hyunjin and Minho had said goodbye and thanked all of them, Minho turned to Hyunjin and pet his hair. “Hey there, Hyunjin,” he said softly. “You did good. That was a lot.”

Hyunjin nodded, a soft smile on his face. Minho sighed fondly.

“Let’s go get you changed then get you something to eat. I want you strong and healthy, right?”

Hyunjin perked up a little. “Yes, that sounds wonderful, Master,” he said happily.

“Good. Let’s get moving then.” He smacked Hyunjin’s butt and Hyunjin responded with a yelp before heading off to the bedroom to get changed.

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #kinktober day 8 #hyunjin smut #minho smut #hyunho #skz smut #skz fic #skz fanfiction #stray kids fanfiction #fanfiction #smut #master/slave #sub!hyunjin #dom!minho

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leeha225 · 1 year

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Falling for him was like fallin' from grace~ (2/2)

-: ✧ :-゜・-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

Lee know × Fem reader

⚠genre⚠: childhood friends to lovers, sweet love, good girl gone bad, smut to finish off the thirsty minds. Playing rough, shackles and lots of love.

Synopsis: y/n meets her long-time no see neighbor/childhood friend. Sharing their deepest memories as both transcend to more.

(a/n: Smut is finally here people!!!!!! Rough and longing I say) Minors backoff!!!

-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

*Gasps*

A white towel came flying, landing on your face flat.

"Hey!!!" grabbing it away readjusting your vision to see him turned adjusting his attire. What was he upto?

"Did no one teach you to knock?" Glaring at him, he raised a cocky eyebrow with a smirk. He looked disheveled sweating all over heaving heavy breathes of air like he just ran a mile.

"Sorry, A-Are you okay? I just came up to get you some salt for-"

"Keep it on table and go get some sleep" Grumpy. A thud made you look back as he looked highly suspicious as his legs tried pushing something under the bed.

"What are you....Never mind. Good night and on saturday a teammate has arranged for a dinner party. So i might come home late" Quickly scooting to place the salt on the table, You looked back at him as he slowly paced towards were you stood.

"You want me to drop you?" Minho leaned in. Hands fisted in his pockets. Sweat shining under the dim light that shone through the window.

"No" quickly denied flustered.

"Okay" Blunt, Minho picked up the noodle bowl instead like he did nothing. Smiling he walked away enjoying his meal.

"I thought you had an important call" fought back making your way out of this situation.

"Canceled, Good night" Grabbing the door to close it after you left, his hand raised running it through his wet hair exposing forehead... Gawd he was gorgeously hawt.

"Uhm, Good night to you too" Sprinting back to your room technically his room, slamming the door shut, falling back sliding down the door. Your heart was pounding hard. Steading your breathing 1..2..3...breath in....breath out...

Vibrate* your phone vibrated in your pocket, fishing it out to see a call from your family. Talking to them, you confidently paced out to wash and clean up the leftovers but it was already done. Minho

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" ... Remove this animation, it may be too much.. " Tapping at the laptop aimlessly, as you bit down the stirring stick, a habit while thinking intently. Well you weren't really thinking of the conference but about what had happened on Wednesday night. How Minho's hands flexed as he struggled to adjust his pants, how his skin glistened in the dark, water dripping from each strand. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together. The next two days were as usual, both barely had time to even greet each other. Mostly it was you wanting to avoid him. Well....wild thoughts be gone. Rubbing your temple *sigh* even the grande coffee did not help.

"Are you okay?" One of the teammates asked pushing a basket of complementary snacks. And no weren't okay.

"Uh huh... Just need something to distract my.. Thoughts" Leaning forward to grab a pack of gummies to chew on.

"Just an hour more and we'll go partyyyy!!!" The girl cheered.

Being said as though the school closing bell went off everyone started packing up after an hour. Slipping in your laptop, when the sudden echo vibration of your phone on wooden desk made your heart thump.

Minho: Hey, when can i come pick you up?

Y: it's okay, idk when the dinner gets over.

Minho: Okay, let me know if it gets late.

Y: sure

Biting down a smile as someone called for you to hurry. Well what a great day.

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Flashing lights, dance floor, sweaty people, loud music, booze and no teachers. This ain't a dinner!!! It's a freakin club!!! Kinda explains what she meant by "party". Loud places weren't really your thing but for some reason you felt like you needed this to push 'Lee Minho' thoughts away. But atleast they reserved a private corner to settle down a bit.

"What do you wanna drink?" Each asked one another.

"I'm fine with anything" This isn't you, but come on life is all about taking risks... Isn't it?

Not literally...I guess. Bottles and glasses came in and you couldn't wait dump down some alcohol. Other than the teammates other team members eventually tagged along. You silently sat waiting for your fill when a guy came over to your side.

"Hey, I'm... " The loud noise censored his name and you didn't want to ask again.

"Hi" Simple and not caring. The guy smiled effortlessly and yes he was cute but nothing can compare to Minho-..... Arghhhhejfjsjejd

You quickly poured yourself an unknown transparent liquid and gulped it all in one go and gawdddddd it burned like hell. Too strong for you to handle that your vision doubled for a second.

And that's it...

That's how it started and you after few shots you found yourself on the dance floor. Letting loose all your worries and unwanted thoughts.

"Y/n let's take a picture" One of the girls came over with your phone. Peeking at it to see ton of calls and messages. Ignored.

Click.

To stir up more trouble your drunk head posted some pictures, knowing very well that the cat man will spot them. Looking through the pictures, this new you looked hot and assuring of big trouble brewing. First thinking it was formal dinner you wore a nice decent button up black dress that hugged your bodice well. Reaching mid thigh well you covered it all with a long coat but now that wasn't needed. The heat, smell and icky bodies just brushing about was enough to make you unravel more. Laughing to yourself as suddenly a hand snaked around your waist pulling you against their hard body. The guy whose-name-still -unknown came from behind to match your movement, making things uncomfortable. His crotch grinding against your ass, slow and hard. You didn't like it at all.

"Hey Hands off!" Swatting his arm, you walked away from the man, over to get another drink. He followed close by and things started to get creepy. Around the corner you speed walked to an open space, where people hung out to smoke and it wasn't helping. Wanting some fresh air you walked farther down a slope but foot steps kept shadowing... Why doesn't he just leave me alone? You thought. A sudden heated surge spread through like an electric wave, you couldn't walk much further, leaning against the wall to get a breather. Trying to pop open a few top buttons.

"You want help with that?" The guy came closer towering to touch your sides again.

"Why don't you just leave me be!" You shot at him, the guy stepped back, looking around. A group of junkies clearly high looked to your side.

"Stop making a scene... " He hissed, Suddenly your vision started to fuzz, everything around blurred, staggering on your feet. "Hah...drunk as sh*t" The voice echoed as the guy laughed and that's it, everything turned black. Suffocating

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"F*ck" Minho cursed scrolling through the pictures you posted. Collecting the tiniest hint on where you would be. Tags and through people he finally found one of the colleague posting an outside view of the building. Minho finally made it breaking every traffic rule, which he didn't give damn about to go get you. Car tyres screeching to a halt, slamming his way out through entrance. Sweat and s*x filled the air as almost every filthy move took place around. 'Where the f*ck could she be?' Pushing through the heavy crowd to find on recognisable so called teammate making out.

"Hey! Where is Y/n?" Minho shot but the couple glared and continued eat each other's faces off. "I'm talking to you" Grabbing on her arm, as the guy swatted them away towering over his frame in dominance.

"F*cker can't you see we're busy-"

"Hey hey hey" The girl finally back to her senses. "I don't know where she is but i saw her leave with some-" Her words trailed off as Minho bolted through the crowd and got out to high-land. Every single idiot filthy with smoke and pleasure. A scream made his coggs turn to find a group of crack heads murmuring over a guy mauling...

"Get your f*cking hands off her" Minho hollered the guy to the ground grabbing Y/n, still unconscious. Her dress half undone, almost raped in front of anyone and everyone. An inner growl rose through him.

"Hands" Minho commanded, the man didn't budge. Death glare made slowly bring forth his hands. Minho caught hold of them and crack, an awful sound from the man called out many people to watch over. Quickly making a few phone calls, Minho swooped you in his arms and walked away without a word. You were a bit sobber witnessing everything. But something kept bothering you the way he remained calm the whole time that he even left the guy back with just few blows and yesss a broken arm but... His hands flexed gripping tight on the steering wheel like it were the guys throat.

"Minho?" You tried to test the waters. No reply... Yup he's mad.

Pulling up on the drive way you felt ashamed for what had befallen on you but thank god the situation didn't go... Too far.

Walking to his apartment everything started flooding through your senses, you could feel that creeps touch around your body, making you shudder. Minho quickly opened the door and shut it with too much force causing you to flinch. "Minho I'm sorr-"

To your surprise the man grabbed your sides and quickly placed you on the nearby footwear cabinet. "What are you-" In a second his soft yet harsh lips crashed on yours filled with anger and dominance. Your eye's flew wide and closed at him biting and nipping at your skin. "Ahhng~" Giving him what he wanted as he slid his tongue over the seam of your lips for permission, quickly plunging his tongue in to meet yours, tasting every flavor of you. Like you imagined he tasted sweet and intoxicating, like a drug that you would be addicted to death. His hands banged against the wall caging you as the other grabbed onto your neck to tilt and position your mouth to perfectly fit. The lack on oxygen made you hazy, "Minho~" Moaning his name like a plea. Snapped out of his trance, eyes wide in shock and he broke away from you. Both breathing hard, chest heaving you slipped down to stand in front of him.

"This is a mistake...Go to your room and lock the door" His eyes hooded as he growled. This Minho was different and scary but you weren't scared not at least now. Maybe it was the alcohol speaking.

"And what if I don't?" Hands crossed over your chest, raised eyebrow and rebellion written all over. Minho stepped forward like a panther, until he caged you against the cabinet, hands on either side. Faces merely inches away. His eyes bore into your soul with anger, your eyes matched, held his unwavering. Power of alcohol.

"I'll make you"

"How?" The words came out as a whisper yet taunting. He exhaled.

"Go to your room" Minho turned to leave.

"You can't tell me what to do. Your not my-"

"You came to me, Y/n. So, yes I CAN TELL YOU WHAT TO DO!" He turned staring with annoyance fuming, his hair all messed up, his lips bright pink from the earlier display.

"STOP. YELLING!" You raised your voice as equal as his. Childhood crush hates you... Yayyy

"I'm not- why don't you understand that you were almost defiled by some random guy at the bar in front of THE DAMN PUBLIC... And you have the audacity to F*CKING DISOBEY ME?" His voice echoed and thrummed louder to your senses.

"Fine, im sorry but why do you care? Because I'm your neighbor? Or I'm that immature stupid girl who can't take care of her f*cking s*x life. Well you know what F*CK YOU because for that very reason I don't care if I was r*ped by some random guy in front of the world" You spat heaving hard. You just made things worse but for some reason you needed this. Everyone kept controlling you from doing the wrong like as though you were prone to it. If you don't make mistakes one can never know what was the mistake. In your case everything was preplanned, safeguarded that you wanted to take risks to feel... Free

Minho's anger flickered to a sad look, like he was hurt genuinely. You anger always came with hot tears, blurring your vision that you didn't realize that Minho came close and laid his forehead on your shoulder.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. But how would your father react if he got to know? " He spoke in a small voice.

"He won't know" You said in tiny reaching to touch his hair, something you always wanted to do. Soft locks sliding between your fingers. "Minho what am I to you?" You asked softly because you really needed to know. He exhaled against the curve of your neck causing goosebumps.

"Y/n" Air mixed with his voice deep as his lips softly found your skin. His warm moist lips left a trail of kisses up to meet your eyes. Eyes fluttering from the ticklish feel of his beautiful mouth on your skin.

"Mmm?"

"Your not an immature stupid girl and I've never seen you as just a neighbor" Minho's words made your eyes widen. His lips tugged to reveal his smirk. "But what you got yourself into is nowhere near for any person to witness. Sometimes getting help is never wrong and in your case being drunk things could have gotten... Worse" His hands tightened around your wrist at the last sentence. "So, please understand that even if your strong which I know you are, I here for you always" His words hit hard. He's right.

"Why?-"

"Shhhhh" Minho placed his finger on your lips. Slowly gliding them on your swollen flesh as it trailed softly down under your chin to look up at his dark hooded eyes. Minho looked darker not the same guy you grew up with goofing around but someone more menacing to the eye. "Your the most brightest soul that i have ever met, that i want to just bask in your light for an eternity or maybe just taint a little with my dirty side. You tell me baby, want to ascend or descend from heaven?" Minho's taunting voice echoed through your eyes, pulsing to your core lighting up an unusual flame. Anticipating just burning away your self restraint to bask in his own darkness and fall into his void. Minho's breath fanning against your face just entrapping you from thinking further... Such a tease.

"Bring heaven to me in hell" You say and something different shone in his eyes. Well all those romantic books you grew up reading to fend of the thirst to experience what you were about to paid off. Minho chuckled in a deep raspy tone making you feel the icky wetness dripping between your thighs. Meantime the man slide his hands from your wrist and face to your neck and back just pulling you towards him with powering force just knocking out the senses in you. Lips colliding teeth clashing as every part of each other was just glued together. You could feel his tightness while he could feel your peaks. Brushing more the bigger and harder he gets. Minho growled as he bent you backwards, kissing you harder like he was waiting for his whole life for this kiss. Teeth clashing and finally nipping at your lip his tongue regained dominance, tasting every expanse. Muffled moans and groans swirled, Minho's hands snaked under your a*s giving it a squeeze letting you know what he wants. Quick leap as he held you firm against him. Legs wrapped around his lower waist now that his hard friend down their was directly brushing against your core made you make an unrecognizable sound. Pulling back you looked down with a shudder as Minho watched you with a proud smirk. Your face heated up on knowing what you do to him and what he were to do to you as a gift and revenge.

"Now let me show how to handle this situation" Heels thunder to the floor, his jacket slid from your shoulders to the floor, leaving you only in the black button up dress hugging tightly against your curves. Minho gulped and licked his pink swollen lips like he was hungry to taste you. Well he was actually, but you felt equally as proud to see how your neighbor felt of your mature side.

"Can you handle it?" Letting your hair free.

"We'll see" Minho grinned sheepishly eliciting a growl to control himself from ripping that fabric from your body. Kicking the door closed with his feet...Hawt. He just dropped you on the bed making you bounce a few times. Perched on your elbows you watched as his muscle flexed on him removing his shirt and tossing it away. Ohhhh wooowiee his body was just has chiseled and perfect as his face. Your mouth fell a little part at his man pecs and abs. Down the way the abs ended to V line still a suspense to his manhood. You sat up as Minho fell forward to connect his lips with yours eyes again, trailing them down your chin and neck. You whined a little at the feel his hands started unbuttoning but he very much knew he was impatient for all that and just pushes your body back and ripped the buttons off like it were just paper. The buttons flew astray revealing your black laced inners. Minho drew in a wavering breath on seeing your beautiful body in display.

To turn him on more you opened up legs to flash that wet panties and intoxicating smell for him to witness. Minho growled again making clench and spew more of your wetness.

"Such a tease" He said falling forward catching your face hard with his huge hands.

"Did I?" Innocent eyes made his teeth clench.

"You might clamp that p*ssy shut after looking at what I have in store sweetheart"

"Really? Show me" Rilling him up was sure fun but maybe not for long. His veiny hawt hands popped open his belt with a sweet clink, making you bite your lip in anticipation. Minho slide off his belt and laid it on the edge of the bed.

"Do the honors sweetheart" Your hands ready to open your present (weird of me to say) fondling with zipper as he hissed at the contact of your fingers. Bringing down both his jeans and boxers to finally free the D. And HELL NO that is never going to fit in any hole. Minho was massive, hard, curled up, dripping with not pre but maybe post c*m. Your eyes widened and lips fell agape as Minho watched you like an owner watching his curious cat. Like he said your legs wanted to shut tight close but something made you open wider for the risks. Got to admit... Rip your hips.

"Haa... Really? Let's get your ready for it first" He pushed you back on the mattress. You suddenly felt small under his majestically big body. Minho loved kissing your skin, softly pulling the fabric of your bra away to suck on the supple flesh. His tongue swirling over the peaks and pressing hard as hands started dancing over your stomach, down to black lace panties, pushing his fist into the material to greet your aching mess.

"Mmm your so f*cking wet for me. Love that" His thumb rubbed circles guiding you to make circles as well as he finally pushed through just one finger and gawd your v*rgin c*nt just couldn't endure just that one Damn finger!!!

"Minho~" You whimpered out his name as he bit down on your breasts like it were his favorite pudding. (Cringe)

"Yes baby? Want more? " He looked up from marking you. You looked back with the words 'YES' just shinning back at him. Minho chuckled sitting back on his knees, slowly removing the last bit of lace. Your glistening core just made him drool from his D and mouth. Dipping down he gave a slow languid flat tongue lick making you made inhuman noises.

"Ohh God Minho~" He could hear you say hia name all day and never get tired of it. Hands found his hair as you pushed him towards your leaking hole. You felt his smile on your skin as he started pumping his finger and licking off the juices. Knot forming as he added another finger stretching wider then ever making your body convulse and moan out loud. Finally just when you were to come he drew out his fingers and latched his mouth sucking hard that you screamed bursting at your high. The feel was just toe curling, you couldn't process anything as he kept eating you out with his sinful tongue. Finally drawing back as he wipped away the remaining dribble from his lips seductively and plunged it straight to your mouth for you to taste.

"Heavenly baby?" He asks grabbing something from under his bed. Something like a box, the kid blocking your vision as he fished into his supplies of unknown objects that finally his hands retracted with a bunch of aluminium foils- Oh.

Your mind raced on knowing on what you got yourself into, what you were about to witness is beyond anything you would have imagined. Sucking in hazy breath as he opened the wrapper with his teeth and slipped the protection on... Can it really protect you? He might break it open just wearing it. Minho didn't waste a second and quickly tossed you on your stomach and raised your waist.

"Tell me if it's too much" He warned giving your a*s cheek a squeeze. You wanted to scream already but you wanted to feed your adrenaline with him. Holding you firm as he slid his tip in. That's it you ket out the most loudest sound of the night. Your hands already gave away. Minho grabbed his belt and placed it between your teeth. "Quite down sweetheart" You bit on the leather hard that maybe he might not be able to wear them again. Slowly sliding in as your body shuddered. You asked for it, you got it. Minho finally slid in not full but perfectly well to fill you up. Minhos hand played with your t*ts and held onto your shoulders as he started pulling out and pushing in. Soft thrusts to wash out the pain. Your vision started to blur, tears welling and your mind went dumb blank as he picked up the pace. Hard forward pushing thrusts. Minhos groaned at you clenching everytime he slammed himself in you. Occasional slaps to your skin after all he is a butthunter.

"This is what a bad girls get for *thrusts* letting other men *thrusts* touch what's mine because your *thrusts* only *thrusts* mine to *thrusts* fuck" His hands snaked around your hair tugging for you to respond. You nodded and fell back as he went in deep hitting the very spot that plucked you out of heaven to hell. Your first high hit yet he didn't come. Flipping you over he took the leather belt from your mouth and wrapped then around your wrists. Taking from the front as your clawed at his back at the feel as he dug deeper that before. Your teeth nipping on his shoulder leaving your own marks along the way.

"Minho God right their haaa~"

"Right here?" He hit hard this time making you arch out.

"Yes hmm" You manage to say. This went one the whole night perhaps as your mind just was clouded with the smell of s*x and Minhos rough lustful scent. Later he cleaned up while you drifted off to sleep. Minho smiled at you childlike face as he cuddled you to sleep.

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Morning or maybe afternoon air woke you up to let out a lazy yawn, feeling strong hands dropped on your waist your vision slowly became clear at your arm outstretched on another strong veiny arm. Minhos soft puffs of air was heard. The man seemed as tired as you. Slowly you turned over not to wake him to just see his sleeping forms. (Ticking off bucket lists here). Minho was so cute all puffed up but how can he change from... Never mind. Softly brushing away his hair from his face you have a small peck to lips.

"Mmmh" His morning drawl made you flush. That hit you hard. His lose hands curled around you strong holding you close. Minhos eyes fluttered open.

"Hi" Whispered he smiled blinking, maybe he thought it was a dream just like you did.

"Hi Good morning" Howwwww F*ck his morning voice was heavenly. Rubbing your legs together as you realized that you felt numb all over... Paralyzed?!!! You made a weird expression making his worried. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned perched on his elbow.

"Mhm just couldn't... Stretch" He smirked.

"Kitten... You asked for it, turn around" You obeyed as he sat up softly. His hands landed softly on your lower back as he gave it nice squeezy massage.

"Ohh.. Wow... Ah~"

"Keep doing that and it will get worse" Biting your lip your face buried in soft pillows. Minho gave you a nice massage for you to at least... Stand? Nahh you had a whole morning routine babied by Minho. He even made breakfast. It was divine. The man can cook.

The day went on with you to having so much fun teasing and getting the best of it. You managed to walk and finish the conference successfully. Your peers wete beyond impressed and to your surprise a sponcer asked for you work as an understudy after graduation!!! You can be with Minho in Australia.

Brushing through the crowd as you wanted to convey the news to your now boyfriend Minho. Speed dialing for him.

"Minho-"

"Turn around and tell it to my face baby" Straightforward as usual. You were caught off guard to see him at the conference. Running to hug him tight to feel his laugh vibrate to your chest.

"Y-you came" Tears teasing to fall.

"How can I not? I have to pick you up. Your in my town"

"Our town, Im moving here after graduation" Proudly. His eyes flew open as he spun you around happily. Good thing this place was a little isolated or the sponsorship would have said goodbye.

"I should kick out my roomate soon" He said kissing your face.

"No nooo we are getting our own house"

"Well till we get one he's staying in the streets"

"Or I can just stay in your room you know" He picked you up and slung you on his shoulder making you squeal. "I have to get my things. People will see"

"Fine" He let you down but grabbed your face to give you a soft sweet kiss. Your hands fell on his when suddenly you felt it rough. Rubbing more you drew them to see evident bruises and cuts.

"What happened?" Worried max as he tensed and drew the away.

"Nothing I forgot to wear gloves while boxing today" You found it bizarre, just when you were to ask more, you professor came over to talk you away.

Boxing... (He did boxing with the guy from the club to mangle his face and body. He didn't show up in the conference as well... How cliche you might think huh)

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Later You and Minho shared a steamy evening before you had to part ways for a short while, back to your college to settle things for graduation. Daily Minho video called to check on you and to your suprise even showed up at graduation... Discreetly. You were still a coward to show him to your parents... Yet.

But you will one day... Eventually 😌

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

A/n: Forgive me God for I have sinned

I'm extremely sowy for the delay really I kept procrastinating (listen to bangchan) well do enjoy had to make a hasty finish. It's all upto you guys on how it ends. Let's say that brave Minho proposes in front of your parents, what would happen?

Love you guys!!! Follow for more~

Taglist: @jisungxident @brit97

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minminyoonjii · 1 year

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Stray Love Haven Day 25 : [Danceracha]

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/42120486

💗Series Masterlist

🌹CW

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.7K

"Dismissed," Minho said, turning off the music. Hyunjin panted, lying on his back "Finally!" he cheered, brushing his hair away from his face. Minho rolled his eyes, kicking Hyunjin's feet "Get up, you're getting the floor wet," he hissed, tossing a towel on Hyunjin's face. "Ack," Hyunjin sputtered, sitting up. Minho chuckled, wiping off the sweat beading his hair "The choreography is something," he hummed.

Hyunjin nodded, "Do you think Stays will like it?" he asked, wrapping the towel around his neck. Minho pursed his lips, "If we're looking based on past performances I think they would. I mean Red Lights and Wow were a hit weren't they?" he teased, booping Hyunjin's nose. "Those songs aren't even suggestive," Hyunjin whined, blush tinting his cheeks. Minho gave him a deadpan look, "Are you being serious?" he asked, eyeing the boxes of tissues behind Hyunjin.

"What are you looking at?" Hyunjin questioned, turning his head. He chuckled nervously, "Hyung, please," he pleaded, rubbing his hands together. Minho scoffed, crossing his arms "Speak bullshit one more time and I'll be setting the air fryer's timer," he warned, staring down at Hyunjin. "Thank you, Hyung-nim," Hyunjin said, bowing his head. Minho hummed, furrowing his eyebrows "Where's Bokkie?" he asked.

Hyunjin looked around the room "I didn't notice he was gone," he said, stretching his limbs. Minho clicked his tongue "Did he run out after I dismissed?" he questioned, drinking his water. Hyunjin shrugged, "He'll be back," he said, rolling his shoulders. A soft pattering of shoes echoed outside the room "There he is," Hyunjin said, chuckling. Felix swung open the door, "I got some drinks," he shouted, running in.

Just as Minho was about to scold him for running, Felix yelped, tripping over his own feet. Thankfully, their manager caught Felix in time. Felix giggled, pressing his hands against their manager's chest "Thank you, hyung. Have you been working out?" he asked, tilting his head. The manager sighed, "Felix-ssi please be careful," he said, releasing his hold around Felix's waist. "Okay," Felix giggled, bouncing towards his lovers.

Hyunjin's eyes widen "Hyung, you're squeezing that bottle pretty hard," he pointed out, tapping Minho's shoulder. Minho looked down at the bottle, sighing as he clenched his jaw "It's fine," he gritted, throwing the bottle into the bin. Hyunjin licked his lips "Is it because of Pixie?" he asked, testing the waters of Minho's anger. Minho stood still, giving Hyunjin the answer. "Hyung are you jealous?" Hyunjin asked, watching Minho's expression turn cold.

"Jinnie there were juice boxes in the vending machine so I got us some," Felix said, handing Hyunjin a carton. "Thank you, Pixie," Hyunjin said, ruffling Felix's hair. "You're welcome. Oh, hyungie I got you one too," he said, skipping towards Minho's direction. Minho pulled Felix onto his lap "Don't move," he instructed, clenching his jaw. Felix shivered, obeying Minho's instructions. "You're lucky I'm being merciful, Yongbok-ah," he said, gripping Felix's waist.

"Did I do something wrong, papa?" he whispered, resting his hands on his thighs. Minho chuckled, "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" he asked, lowering his hands down Felix's hips. Felix covered his mouth, muffling a moan threatening to slip. Minho sighed, enjoying the way Felix reacts under his touches "It gets you off, doesn't it? Knowing fully well that if anyone turned their head, they would see you acting like the pathetic slut you are," he growled, tightening his grip.

Felix bit into his bottom lip, holding back his whimpers "Please, papa," he whispered, lips wobbling with each syllable. Minho stood up, carrying Felix on his side "Manager-nim we'll be heading back. Felix seems to have twisted his ankle when he tripped," he explained, tucking Felix's head into the crook of his neck. Their manager nodded in sympathy "Should I contact a clinic?" he asked, packing his things. Minho shook his head "No but a few days of rest should heal him right up," he said, smiling.

Their manager hummed, "Alright then. I'll go start up the car," he said, looking for his keys. Hyunjin stepped in, "Hyung there's no need, we already have a ride for us waiting outside," he said, patting their manager's shoulders. "Who is it?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows. Hyunjin smiled, "It's Changbin hyung. He said he had a meeting for the demo track and didn't mind giving us a ride back," he explained.

Their manager hesitated but nodded, "Okay, call me if anything happens," he said, leaving the room. Minho looked at Hyunjin "Is Bin here?" he asked. Hyunjin smirked, "Well, Binnie hyung did have a meeting but Noona's the one waiting for us downstairs," he said, pressing the elevator button. Minho chuckled, rubbing Felix's back "Did you bribe her with something?" he questioned, stepping out of the elevator.

Hyunjin shook his head, "I just told her what happened and she was more than happy to help out," he said, looking at his phone. Minho smiled in disbelief "My god, Yongbokkie. Where did you find her?" he asked, walking towards your car. Felix huffed his cheeks "At a park. Where normal people socialize," he said, nuzzling Minho's neck. Hyunjin whistled, "I don't think fueling Minho hyung's anger is the way to go, Pixie," he said, opening your car door.

Felix whined, "I still don't know what I did wrong," he sulked. You chuckled, knowing the whole story "Pixie darling, does groping your manager's chest ring any bells?" you asked, switching your gear. Felix gasped, eyes widening "It wasn't on purpose," he defended. Hyunjin chuckled, "On purpose or not, you know how possessive Minho hyung gets with us," he said, tracing Felix's thigh.

Felix turned his gaze to Minho, only to whimper at Minho's stern glare "Papa," he whined, cowering into the seat. Minho pressed his tongue against his inner cheek "On all fours, stripped bare on my bed," he commanded, keeping his glare on Felix. Before Felix could retort, you pulled up by their dorm. "Ten," Minho said, counting down. Felix's eyes widened as he scrambled to the door. You followed behind Minho "Nine," he continued.

Hyunjin chuckled, watching Felix strip off his clothes "I'm just glad I'm not on the other end of Minho hyung's rage," he said, leaning against the door frame. "Four," Minho said, tapping his watch. You shook your head, "I'll leave you three to it. Chan told me he's getting home in a bit and I really want a nap," you said, yawning. Hyunjin nodded, "Okay, sleep well," he said, stroking your cheek. You smiled, placing a soft peck on his lips "Play safe," you said walking into Chan's room.

"One," Minho said, running his hand down Felix's back. "Papa," Felix mewled, arching into Minho's grazes. "Hyunjin grab a pair of cuffs, a cock ring and a vibrating dildo," he instructed, slicking his fingers in lube. Felix shuddered, clawing the sheets below. Hyunjin placed the toys by Minho's side "Good boy. Remove your boxers and sit still," he groaned, spreading Felix's warm walls. Hyunjin did as told, removing his clothing.

Minho easily slipped the cock ring around Felix's throbbing length. "Papa, no," he sniffled, feeling the base of his cock tighten by the toy's grip. Minho paid him no mind, curling his fingers to brush against Felix's prostate. Weak moans escaped Felix's lips "Jinnie," he whimpered, turning his face to look at Hyunjin. A shudder ran down Hyunjin's body, cock twitching on his abdomen "Ah, fuck," he cursed, sinking his nails into the sofa.

Precum dribbled past his slit, arousal growing at the sight of Felix's pleasure. Minho growled, pushing the tip of the dildo into Felix's rim. The toy breached his hole with a twinge of pain. Felix wailed, head clouded with fog "Papa!" he sobbed, biting the sheets. Minho grunted, easing the dildo to its hilt "You can take it, Yongbok-ah," he growled, fucking the dildo against Felix's fluttering walls until it loosened.

Felix allowed himself to get used, obediently taking what was given to him. Hyunjin's jaw dropped, cock aching hard, carving for any form of friction "God you look so gorgeous, Pixie," he moaned, pressing his thighs deeper into the sofa so he couldn't move. Minho tugged Felix's cock, drawing a sharp cry from him "Papa," he whimpered. "Hyunjin come here," Minho commanded, handing Hyunjin the cuffs. "Cuff his wrists," he grunted.

Hyunjin nodded, cuffing Felix's wrists together. Felix whined, pressing his cheek against the damp sheets. Minho leaned back into the sofa "Sit on my lap, princess," he said, tapping his thigh. Hyunjin whimpered, sitting across Minho's lap. "Safeword when you need to, Yongbokkie," Minho said, turning the vibrator to its maximum. Hyunjin mewled as Minho wrapped his hand around his cock "Stare at our pretty Pixie, princess," he said, pumping Hyunjin's length with vigour.

Felix's body quivered, orgasm coiling under his skin "Please papa," he cried, tears soaking the sheets. Just as Felix's orgasm came, Minho switched off the dildo. Felix choked on a sob, cock twitching at his dry orgasm "Fuck," he whimpered, sniffling. Minho sighed, turning the dildo to its maximum once again, "Who do you belong to, Lee Yongbok?" he asked, stroking Hyunjin's cock at a merciless pace.

Felix wailed, "You!" he screamed, body trembling against the fabric below. Minho hummed, "Do you think Pixie deserves to cum, princess?" he asked, slipping his thumb between Hyunjin's slit. "Yes, yes, yes," Hyunjin babbled, his orgasm building steadily. "Our princess is very generous isn't he," Minho said, stroking Hyunjin's cock. Hyunjin's abdomen tensed, mouth slacking open "Cum, princess," Minho growled, quickening his pace.

Hyunjin's breath stuttered as he came, coating both Minho and his chest in his semen. "That's my good boy," Minho praised, coaxing him from his orgasm. "Precious, remove Pixie's cock ring," he instructed, patting Hyunjin's ass. Hyunjin stumbled towards the bed, head dizzy from cumming as he slipped the cock ring off the base of Felix's cock. Minho turned on the vibrator for the last time, "Cum for us, Bokkie," he grunted, watching Felix wither against the sheets.

Felix keened, body jolting as he came. Thick ropes of cum spurted past his slit. His body convulsed, knees bucking at the sheer intensity. Minho turned off the vibrator, he slowly eased the toy out of Felix's rim "Yongbokkie," he cooed, pampering soft kisses onto Felix's face. Hyunjin ran his fingers through Felix's hair "Did he pass out?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. Minho nodded, "Exhaustion must have caught up to him," he whispered, stroking Felix's cheeks.

"Let's run a quick bath and go to bed, hyung," Hyunjin yawned, stretching his arms. Minho chuckled, kissing Hyunjin's forehead "Good idea," he said, lifting Felix in a bridal carry.

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celestial-choc0late · 11 months

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What in the hell is this???

#skz lee know #lee know #skz hyunjin #hyunjin #hyunho #hyunjin x Lee know #skz ships #hyunjin smut #lee know smut #Youtube

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taehyungisminee · 1 year

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𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒍

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bunnypig18 · 2 years

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2 Kink’s Room - Chapter 10

AO3 Link Rating: Explicit Relationship: Lee Minho/Hwang Hyunjin Tags: Exhibitionism, Anal Sex, Slight Humiliation and Degredation, Rope Restraints Summary: Poly Stray Kids and their kinky shenanigans~ Compilation of one shots inspired by the new 2 Kids Room series. A/N: This one has a special appearance from Ateez, because why not. I thought it would be fun Please enjoy!! Comments and reblogs are as always appreciated <3

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The one thing Hyunjin liked more than watching himself during sex was other people watching him. In his words, it was like performing on stage. Minho could never deny that Hyunjin was incredible at exactly that. He knew how to captivate the audience with a single look and it wasn’t any different while fucking. If they weren’t idols, Hyunjin would have tried becoming a cam boy for sure, but in their work, finding an audience for such private acts was difficult.

At first, Hyunjin had been satisfied with the other members watching. But as they all collectively got closer, the excitement died. Hyunjin had tried to explain to Minho. Something about a difference of emotions and how he needs distance to whoever is watching. It didn't matter. Minho was going to get Hyunjin what he wanted anyway, not that he would have ever admitted that. If anyone asked, he did for himself. Which was not a lie per se.

Minho ended up asking Park Seonghwa for help. With their friendship building since Kingdom, they had reached a point where they felt comfortable talking about their sexual experiences. They talked about a lot. Both of them just needed someone who wasn't one of their boyfriends to talk about their relationships sometimes. Therapy at its finest and with their similar circumstances of being in a poly relationship with their whole group, it was even easier to connect. So Minho didn't hesitate asking Seonghwa if he wanted to watch.

That's how they ended up at the Ateez dorm, Hyunjin bent over the coffee table in the living room with almost all of the Ateez members watching. Only Hongjoong was missing, busy with work, but Seonghwa was recording everything.

Hyunjin made a real show in the beginning, winking at the camera, ruffling his hair and smirking. Minho wanted to devour him whole and from the looks of it, some of the audience felt the same way. While he had expected to feel jealous, Minho was only fueled by their hungry eyes, knowing they wouldn't get a piece. It was all his and his alone.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered if that feeling excited Hyunjin as well. This untouchability, the power a simple arch of his back had. Like bewitched, they stared, dicks hard, some already free.

But staring was all they could do and honestly, that was the best thing in Minho's opinion. Even touching the golden skin, burning hot against his palm as he followed the curve of Hyunjin's spine, wasn't nearly as exciting as just seeing the way he writhed under the touch. Eager, impatient, a full on whore display.

"Please hyung! I need it! Need it so badly!"

Minho smacked him across the bare ass, filling the room with the sweetest moan. Hyunjin gripped the edge of the table tighter, arms stretched across the top, wrists bound to the wooden legs. He wiggled his ass and arched his back, pressing closer against Minho's clothed cock. Or trying to. Minho kept pulling back and giving him a firm slap on the ass cheek before diving back in to kiss along every bit of skin presented to him, lube slick fingers playing, teasing, around the rim.

They had never really talked about why Hyunjin enjoys this. Minho wondered if humiliation was part of it, because he had insisted that everyone stayed fully dressed while he was bare as the day he was born. Maybe it was also just another thing of 'I want to be the center of attention, other peoples abs would only distract.' Either way, Minho loved it. He felt like he was showing off his most prized possession.

"Do you deserve to get fucked?" Minho questioned, slipping the first finger past the tight ring.

Hyunjin tensed up for a moment, clenching, tugging at the restraints, before calming into a high whine, falling back against the table. He lifted his head a little and seemed to look around, taking in the various cocks being stroked in his honor. Blinking through his tears, he glanced over his shoulder at Minho.

"Y-yes, hyung! I deserve it~"

Minho huffed and pulled his finger out again. Hyunjin whined high, tugging at his restraints. Someone in the crowd laughed and the flush across Hyunjin's creamy skin darkened. A thin layer of sweat glistened all over him. He looked delicious and Minho could barely hold back, but going right in wouldn't be even half as fun.

Minho leaned back and smacked Hyunjin's bare ass once, twice, repeating the process on the other side as well. Sweet moans filled the room, the table shuddered under the lithe body.

Minho smirked and gripped the red cheeks, fingers digging deep into the soft meat. He rubbed his thumbs along the rim, already opened up from the plug Minho made him wear on the way to the Ateez dorm. Hyunjin trembled under his grip and his cock leaked onto the towel underneath.

Minho called Seonghwa closer, getting him to film the way his thumbs tugged at Hyunjin's hole, making sure everyone could see how loose he was. A bit of lube dripped out and Minho gathered it with a finger to push it back inside. While he was at it, he added two more, stretching Hyunjin like the plug had done before.

"You're already so wet for everyone. You like being watched that much? Want them all to know what an attention whore you are?"

Minho pushed his fingers deeper. Spreading them apart, he pulled back again, watching in awe how Hyunjin's velvet insides stretched around them. Candy moans filled the room as Minho repeated the motion. In. Out. Each thrust had Hyunjin beg for more.

"You sound like straight out of a porn, baby," Minho purred.

It was a lie. Hyunjin sounded much more convincing. It was actually hard to tell what sounds were real and which ones were purely for show.

"You're so hot. All for your fans, right?"

"Y-yes hyung!"

Minho chuckled. Slipping his fingers out, he shuffled closer and gripped Hyunjin's waist. Slim, fitting so perfectly in Minho's small hands. He couldn't help but tighten the hold until the skin bloomed red.

Seonghwa moved back to the front and Minho slipped a hand into Hyunjin's hair, tugging his head back. The ever so kind Seonghwa tugged some of the blonde strands out of his face, probably capturing his face in perfect HD. Minho had to ask for the video later. In this position he could just see the red tips of Hyunjin's hair, the flush spreading down his neck and fanning over his back under a thin sheen of sweat. But with often they had fucked already, Minho knew exactly how Hyunjin's mouth hung open, drool dripping down his chin, eyelids fluttering under knitted eyebrows.

"Keep looking at the camera, baby."

Minho let his hand slip away from the golden halo and gripped Hyunjin's waist again. Digging nails into tender meat, Minho pressed his cock between Hyunjin's butt cheeks. He only rubbed along the sensitive skin, sticky with lube that clung to Minho's shaft as well. Babbled pleas filled his ears and Minho felt almost obliged to fulfill them, but instead, he slapped one of Hyunjin's cheeks, muscles visibly tensing in response.

"The camera or do you wanna disappoint stay?"

"N-no…"

"They're all watching just for you. They wanna see your beautiful face."

No one was actually watching, but Minho couldn't deny that the thought of streaming this to thousands of people excited him. Even more people he could show off his favorite toy to, more people who could only watch and not touch while Minho gets everything.

Practically preening with the thought, Minho curled a hand around his cock, squeezing to keep off the building orgasm. Then he guided the tip to kiss Hyunjin's hole. It easily caught on the loose rim, on the verge of pushing inside. Hyunjin didn't move an inch. Anticipation visibly trembled in his body, muscles flexing uncontrollably under the smooth skin.

"Come on, beg. Show stay how much you want your hyung's dick."

Hyunjin whimpered and probably dumbly blinked into the camera. Minho just stared at the fluttering hole, his own nerves stretched like a rubber band, ready to snap at any second.

Rolling his head, Hyunjin audibly licked his lips, then settled back on looking right into the camera.

"Pleeeease fuck me, hyung! Need your cock so badly! I need need need!"

"Are you my little whore?"

"Y-yes! God, yes hyung!"

Minho pushed in the tip, so agonizingly slow, he really did feel Hyunjin's desperation.

"Just mine?" Minho asked, putting both hands back in their rightful place on the slim waist.

"Yes yes yes! Just yours! All hyung's- aah!"

Minho thrusted all the way inside, welcomed by pliant insides that melted his dick like lava, all wet and open. He groaned and rolled his hips, pushing choked little noises from Hyunjin. Somewhere in between those sounds, he babbled about Minho's size, how good he felt. As if Minho didn't know that. Hyunjin wasn't the only one with too much confidence and Minho made a show of running his hands through his hair and smirking at everyone watching.

He had to admit, he could get used to all the hungry eyes staring at him and Hyunjin, like they were two gods having sex. Maybe a bit much, but Minho was allowed a power trip here and there. Especially with someone as pretty as Hyunjin writhing in his grip and moaning for more.

"You want me to fuck you, Jinnie?"

"Please! God, stop teasing, hyung!"

Minho clicked his tongue and spanked Hyunjin's ass once, twice. Hyunjin mewled, arching his back so beautifully. How Minho managed to keep cool with such perfection before him, he couldn't say, but his patience persisted and he pulled out his cock a few inches.

"You wanted to give a show, Jinnie, if I remember correctly. Begged me to find you an audience. So now…" Minho slipped a hand back into Hyunjin's hair, tangling his fingers in the blonde silk and tugging his head back, "Give them all a show, baby. Fuck yourself on my dick."

Hyunjin shuddered and his walls clenched around Minho's cock. He groaned, pressing his other hand on the table for support. Without his hold on Hyunjin's hips, the younger man was free to move.

It was slow rolls at first. A first experimental taste, not taking Minho much deeper, but also not pulling out more.

Minho tugged Hyunjin's head back further until Hyunjin could look at him through long lashes. Tears stained his flushed cheeks, blurring the blown pupils. His lips quivered around desperate little moans and whines, drool spilling with it from the corners of his mouth. He kept straining the rope as he tried to find any stability, his hips clumsily picking up some rhythm.

"What's wrong, Jinnie? Aren't you one of the best dancers? You always flaunt your ass on stage, but now you can't even fuck yourself on my dick? Is it stage fright?" Minho cooed, lips curling into a smirk. "Baby is so giddy for attention, he forgot his moves. Cute."

Hyunjin shuddered with the words, hips faltering. But determined as he was, he found a somewhat stable position, arching his back for good measure, and pulled himself back and forth.

Minho groaned, fisting the blonde hair tighter, eliciting a mewl. Nails digging into the wooden table, Minho strained every muscle in his body to keep himself from moving, but Hyunjin was so tight and warm, inner walls massaging his cock each time it swallowed him. Even worse were the choked little noises from deep within Hyunjin's throat, sweet and needy and obviously enjoying all the attention.

As a simple man, there was only so much Minho could take. And as he leaned back, palms sliding along Hyunjin's back, his limit was met when he watched Hyunjin's ass bounce with each thrust. Minho had simple tastes and his cock throbbed at the sight. He couldn't help but grab Hyunjin's waist and meet his movements. Of course Hyunjin immediately fell pliant in his hold, but Minho easily fell into the established rhythm, pounding Hyunjin deep and fast.

Minho glanced up, right into the camera pointed at him. He grinned and bit at his bottom lip, one hand running through his sweaty hair. Fuck it, Hyunjin really wasn't the only one enjoying the attention. If there was ever any possibility of him doing this for real - streaming to thousands of people how he was fucking another member - he would do it without hesitation. Just the thought of all the comments calling him hot, gushing over his muscles and cock, telling him how well he was ruining Hyunjin, all that had Minho climb higher and higher.

Minho winked at the camera, picking up the pace with nails digging deep into soft skin.

"I hope you love this, stay! Our Jinnie is working so hard for you~"

Hyunjin whimpered and lifted his head towards the phone like a cat asking for pets. Minho chuckled, voice strained with how close he was.

"Aww, does Jinnie wanna say something to stay?"

"Y-yes, hyung…please…"

"Okay. Then say it, baby~"

Minho watched closely as Hyunjin craned his neck to look into the camera, half of his face visible to Minho, enough to see the tear stained cheeks and quivering lips and fluttering eyelids. Groaning, Minho gripped even tighter, pounding even faster into the impossible heat surrounding him. So close. He was so close.

"Staaay~" Hyunjin stuck out his tongue, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I love you, stay, but I love hyung's cock mooore! Feels so good! So good!"

And that was all Minho needed to tip over. He stilled, buried to the hilt, as he let himself fall. Only vaguely did he feel Hyunjin clench around his cock, but he did hear their combined moans filling the room like they were the only ones there.

Minho gasped and barely caught himself on the table, stopping himself from dropping on Hyunjin's back. The trembling body underneath him didn't need any more weight when he was probably already heavy with exhaustion.

Silence wrapped tight around them for a few moments, except for their heavy breaths and the blood rushing in Minho's ears. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was immediately met with Seonghwa's sweet smile. He helped Minho off Hyunjin, the blonde man whining in protest at the loss of cock, but shut up when one of the other Ateez members freed him from the rope.

Minho and Seonghwa pulled him off the table together and Hyunjin slumped into Minho's arms, eyes closed, but not trembling anymore. Minho took his red wrists into his hands and soothed them with a gentle massage while Seonghwa got them both to drink water.

"That was amazing," Hyunjin whispered.

"Yeah…"

Minho slipped a hand into the golden hair and scratched behind his ear like he was a cat. Hyunjin looked up at him, smiling, eyes glimmering with so much love. In the end, Minho had enjoyed it all as much as Hyunjin, but really, even if he hadn't, Minho would have never said no to his favorite attention whore.

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No going back

hyunjin x minho

Trigger warnings: none that i can think of!

Content warnings: marking (a single hickey lmao), names (baby, slut, sir), anal, like...half a rim job?, butt plug, spitting (personally i think the end is fucking hot), belly bulge, dirty talk, mild degradation, slight spanking??? we love a good ass slap, frantic jinnie???, mild hair pulling, passing mention of watersports lmao

Summary: minho comes to tutor his best friend and former roommate, hyunjin, and ends up spitting in his hole

Word count: 3638

A/N: so...this one is shorter than the first? it’s still long but it’s not as long lmao anyways i have one slot left for the 2022 pride event! read the first story here! give me a follow here or on my main (and consider turning on post notifs!) and check out my ko-fi, where i take commissions! as always, hard thoughts are open, anons welcome!

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Smut below the cut

“Dude, give it back!” Hyunjin laughed, making a grab for the pen Minho had taken from him. Minho was Hyunjin’s Resident Assistant and roommate during his freshman year. It had been a year since then and they were the best of friends. Minho had even helped Hyunjin find a place to stay the next year since he didn’t want to stay in the dorms.

Hyunjin had invited Minho to his apartment for dinner after Minho offered to help him study for an upcoming exam. They had the same major but Minho was a couple years older so he’d offered his notes for each class Hyunjin took after him.

“Not yet! I told you to take a break or you’ll break your brain!” Minho shouted, laughing as he pulled back and continued to try and hide the pen.

“I’m making great headway, you can’t stop me when I’m on a roll!” Hyunjin argued back, lurching across the bed for the pen again only to lose his balance and fall into Minho’s chest. His cheeks heated up as the older steadied him and he whined when he still didn’t hand over the pen.

“Take a break, Jinnie.” Minho’s voice was soft and sweet this time and Hyunjin couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact. Hyunjin had harbored a crush since the moment he laid eyes on Minho but he could never bring himself to speak up. What if he got rejected?

Of course, Minho could never turn him down. They were in the same boat, both of them crushing but convinced the other was anything but interested. They sat in silence, both afraid to say anything for fear they’d speak their minds, until Minho pulled a pillow over his lap. “Lay down.” He sighed, patting the pillow.

Hyunjin hesitantly laid his head down on Minho’s lap and looked up at him. “What’s this about?”

“I told you to take a break. I’m making sure you do as you’re told.”

Something about that sent electricity down Hyunjin’s spine and he pouted. “I always do as I’m told.”

“Since when?” Minho scoffed playfully and Hyunjin’s pout grew.

“Since like…forever!” The younger one whined and Minho laughed, rolling his eyes.

“I’ll believe that when I see it.”

“Then give me orders and I’ll prove it.” Hyunjin crossed his arms as he glared at Minho, waiting to see what he’d do with this playful challenge.

“Okay then.” Minho paused and pretended to think but he’d already chosen his prize. Either Hyunjin would oblige and Minho could make a move or he’d refuse and Minho would know not to bring it up again. “Kiss me.”

Hyunjin’s eyes widened as he lay frozen on his best friend’s lap, staring up at him in surprise. “W-what?”

“Kiss me.” Minho leaned over him a bit and shrugged. “Or don’t and I’ll know you lied about being obedient and-“ He was silenced by Hyunjin’s delicate pout as the younger surged upwards.

It was an awkward position, Hyunjin being upside down and all, but neither of them cared. Both of them were jumping for joy on the inside. They’d both wanted this since day one.

When Hyunjin broke the kiss and settled back down on Minho's lap, he had a soft, almost imperceptible smile on his lips. “I told you I always-”

“Sit up. Do it again.” Minho’s voice was somewhat strained and it sent Hyunjin reeling. One kiss was not enough.

It seemed Hyunjin agreed because he instantly sat up and turned around, getting on his knees so he could lean in and plant his lips against Minho's again. Ever the picture of grace, he ended up tipping them backwards and letting out a soft squeak at the impact as his body pressed against Minho’s. The older had brought his hands to Hyunjin’s sides during the fall in an attempt to steady him but those hands quickly moved to Hyunjin’s back as he pulled him in closer and nipped at his lip.

The soft bite drew out a whine and Minho felt all blood rushing south at the sound. His fingers splayed out on Hyunjin’s back, one hand resting in the gentle sway of his lower back while the other moved upwards to rest between his shoulder blades. Hyunjin was small on top of him, elbows tucked in and hands caught between their chests.

Minho’s tongue darted out and swept over the seam of Hyunjin’s lips, earning him entry and a soft sigh as his reward. He tasted so fucking good and Minho was certain he’d never want to kiss anyone else for the rest of his life.

Hyunjin lifted his hips, trying to hide how excited he was getting as he broke the kiss to take a breath. After a few beats of silence, Minho spoke. “Jinnie…” His voice was strained like before as his breath fanned out over Hyunjin’s face. “I want you. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“So take me.” Hyunjin whispered back, unable to make eye contact or move.

For a moment, the whole world was still. Everything was quiet save for the gentle whir of the ceiling fan mingling with their labored breaths. But the weight of Hyunjin’s words hit Minho like a sack of bricks and he let out a soft curse as he flipped them over, caging Hyunjin in with his arms as he hovered over him. He was slotted between Hyunjin’s legs so he took the opportunity to grind down against him and was pleased when he felt the bulge he’d been so desperately trying to conceal.

“There’s no going back if we do this.” He warned, pulling back just enough to meet Hyunjin’s eyes. This would undoubtedly ruin their friendship if they backed out or tried to act like none of this happened.

“There was no going back the moment you asked me to kiss you.” Hyunjin whispered and placed his hand on Minho’s cheek, letting his thumb caress his cheekbone. “I’m okay with changing the course of our relationship if you are.”

“You better be. Because the second I get my hands back on you, you’re mine.” Hyunjin nodded, heart thumping wildly at Minho's words as his pupils blew.

When Minho didn’t immediately move, Hyunjin grabbed his hand and brought it to his cheek, leaning into his touch and offering up a cheeky smile. “I guess I’m yours.”

The older couldn’t contain his soft laughter as he rolled his eyes, gently caressing Hyunjin’s cheek. “I guess so.” A moment later, his lips were on Hyunjin’s neck, sucking a hickey into his honey-colored skin. “And I want everyone to know…” he mumbled, taking delight in the small sounds he was drawing out of the younger with a simple kiss to the neck.

With each kiss, each lick, Hyunjin felt his shorts growing tighter until he began to ache. His hands moved to Minho’s back and he began to tug at the tight black tee, wanting less material between them. Minho let him remove it and sat up between his legs, slipping his hands under Hyunjin’s shirt in return. His fingers teased at the soft skin just above Hyunjin’s waistband, earning a whine.

Finally, he flattened his palms against Hyunjin’s belly and began to slide them upwards, exposing his body with each passing second until, finally, Hyunjin sat up to help him take the shirt off. “Pretty…” he whispered as Hyunjin fell back against the sheets, long dark hair fanning out around his head. He looked like an angel like that.

“Just pretty?” His pout made Minho’s dick twitch. Before he could get a response, he wrapped his legs around Minho’s waist and pulled him down on top of him. “I think we both know I’m more than pretty.” He whispered, digging his heels into the backs of Minho's thighs and the older dipped his face into his neck again.

“So much more.” He agreed and Hyunjin let out a quiet moan when he sank his teeth into his skin.

Hyunjin’s arms wrapped around Minho's shoulders, one hand tangling in his hair to guide him where he wanted to be bitten. He pouted when Minho pulled back. “What’s off limits?”

“Water sports and sharp objects. That’s about it.” Minho nearly got whiplash from Hyunjin’s blunt words.

“I- okay.”

“What?” Hyunjin bit back a smile. “Something wrong?”

“Not at all. I just expected the list to be longer.” Minho chuckled softly, leaning in so their lips were a breath apart. “I didn’t expect a sweet boy like you to be so…nasty, baby.” Hyunjin bit his lip to ground himself as his dick grew impossibly harder. Minho took immediate notice and smirked, grinding down against him. “Was it the name? Or being called nasty?”

“Both…” Hyunjin groaned before gently pushing Minho back and bringing a shaky hand between them. He wasn’t nervous in the slightest - he was confident, he knew he was walking sex. Everything about him screamed homoeroticism. No, he wasn’t nervous, he was fucking thrilled. “Let me touch…”

Minho didn’t object as Hyunjin palmed him through the front of his loose black joggers. He’d thought about this on several occasions and he was not going to pass up a chance like this. Instead of trying to swat Hyunjin’s hand away so he could take control, he grabbed his wrist and guided him to his waistband. “Touch me.” He whispered, looking between them as Hyunjin took the opportunity to slip his hand into Minho's pants.

Hyunjin’s body was going haywire as he wrapped his hand around Minho’s cock. The soft hiss that left the older’s lips was gratifying and Hyunjin began to flick his wrist, suppressing his own satisfied sound when he heard the soft ‘shit’ under Minho’s breath. Something about jerking him off in his sweats felt…dirty, but that only made Hyunjin hornier.

Minho pressed his lips back to Hyunjin’s, forcing him to swallow his groans of pleasure as his hips began to rock. His own hands began to wander and he found himself tugging Hyunjin’s distractingly-short shorts down just enough to free his cock. He drank up the muffled moan the younger emitted as he wrapped his hand around his dick, copying his motions.

Both men tugged and teased at each other’s dicks, both of them desperate for more but neither of them willing to stop pleasing the other. That is, until Hyunjin dug his thumb into the slit and Minho almost fell apart. He broke the kiss with a drawn out groan and pushed Hyunjin’s hand away. “Fuck, baby, stop…” Hyunjin froze immediately, worried he’d messed up. He tried searching Minho's face for any indication of discomfort and relaxed when he found none. “Get on your knees for me. Ass up.”

Hyunjin was certain he’d catch fire now. He wanted to make an excuse to run for the bathroom but he didn’t have a chance as Minho sat up and flipped him over. Fuck. He whimpered as he was manhandled into the position Minho wanted him in, his shorts traveling down his legs a moment later and stopping at his knees. He tensed as Minho froze. “Did you plan this?”

“No- what? I-”

“Relax, baby. I’m not mad or anything.” Minho chuckled softly and Hyunjin bit his lip.

“I got worked up before you came and I took care of it but I knew I’d be a mess again by the time you left so I left it.” He explained, shuddering as Minho’s fingers ghosted over the red jewel of the plug he’d stuffed himself with prior to Minho’s arrival.

“Is that why you couldn’t sit still? Too distracted by what’s up your ass to focus and stay put?” Minho teased and Hyunjin whined, burying his face in the blanket. “How cute, baby.” He caught the jewel between his fingers and gave a slight tug, as if to pull it out, before pressing it back flush against him and letting both hands smooth over Hyunjin’s ass.

“Aren’t you gonna take it out?” Hyunjin whined softly, wiggling his ass in Minho’s hands. He jolted forwards when he felt a slap, his skin stinging delightfully.

“Not if you keep asking.” Minho quipped as he soothed the area he’d just hit and leaned down to pepper kisses there. “I know you’re eager but you need to learn to be patient.” He didn’t plan to edge him today but he would in the future if the younger couldn’t control himself.

He gave Hyunjin’s ass a gentle squeeze before trailing his fingers down the backs of his thighs. His warm breath fanned out over Hyunjin’s skin and the younger shivered, sucking his plush bottom lip between his teeth in anticipation. Finally, he began to gently remove the plug.

Hyunjin keened at the sensation and bit his lip harder, choking on a gasp when he felt Minho's tongue teasing his entrance. His dick throbbed as Minho rimmed him, coaxing a series of small moans out of him. But the older was impatient and pulled away all too soon.

Minho moved to stand on his knees, his hands gliding along Hyunjin’s skin to rest on his hips and pull him back. His concealed hard-on pressed against Hyunjin’s bare ass and the younger whimpered, rocking back into him. Both of them could probably get off just like that but they were both hungry for more. “Lube?”

“Top drawer.” Hyunjin pointed behind them to the night stand and Minho immediately went in search of the bottle, taking his sweats and boxers off while he was away. Hyunjin’s cheeks went a soft pink when Minho opened the drawer and went quiet.

“Remind me to take my time going through all this next time.” He grinned, finally deciding on a simple Durex lube despite the array of scents and flavors available. He took note of a few more plugs along with a small collection of vibrators and dildos and decided he’d have to try all of them in the very near future.

“Oh my god shut up…” Hyunjin whined through his laughter, hiding his face in the sheets even though Minho couldn’t see anyways. He was quickly silenced, cut off by a gasp as Minho slapped his ass.

“I don’t think I will. It’s fun making you blush.” He hummed as he got back on the bed, popping the cap on the lube. He squeezed some into his palm and quickly coated his dick as he let a string of saliva drip directly on Hyunjin’s hole. “Making you scream sounds more fun though.” He added as he slapped his dick against Hyunjin’s entrance a few times before lining up.

Hyunjin didn’t dare move, waiting to see exactly what Minho would do, where he would take this. He was far from disappointed when he felt the older sheath himself inside him with no warning. Had he not been messing around earlier, he would’ve screamed because he was given no time to adjust. Instead, he let out the sluttiest sound he’d ever made and lifted his head to look over his shoulder at Minho. “You’re so fucking lucky I was already stretched.”

“I wouldn’t have done it otherwise, baby.” Minho assured him in a less-than-amused tone, somewhat annoyed that Hyunjin might’ve thought he would have it in him to actually hurt him. He raised a perfectly-groomed eyebrow as he leaned over the younger, tangling a hand in his chocolate-colored tresses. “Did you doubt me?”

Hyunjin’s eyes almost rolled back in his head at Minho's tone and the way his hips pressed even closer when he leaned down. Almost. Instead, he met his gaze. “No, sir.” He felt Minho’s cock twitch inside him but kept a straight face.

Minho held eye contact as he bucked his hips once, watching Hyunjin’s expression shift from confident to desperate, his mouth dropping open. “You really wanna try that dynamic with me, baby?” Hyunjin nodded, squeaking out a tiny ‘uh huh’. “Mm I’m not buying it.” He challenged and watched Hyunjin’s expression shift once more, this time to frantic. “I don’t think ‘uh huh’ is the proper response when I ask you a question. Do you wanna try again? Tell me, are you sure you wanna do this with me?”

“Yes, sir. ‘M sure.” His voice was barely above a whisper but it was enough for Minho, who forced Hyunjin’s face back into the sheets as he lost nearly every last ounce of self control. “Please fucking rail me, sir, I-” he was cut off by his own muffled moan as Minho set a steady pace, far from gentle but not necessarily rough. Careful but bordering on frenzied. One more word would likely push him over the edge.

“Look at you, already begging and moaning. I’ve barely done anything, baby.” He mocked, slapping Hyunjin’s ass before giving a squeeze as he sat up and released Hyunjin’s head. “Is it really so good you’re already losing your mind?” He mocked, looking down at the younger spread out on display for him.

“Uh huh. So good, sir.” Hyunjin nodded, reaching back to grab Minho’s hands, which were now settled on his hips.

“Yeah? You sure it’s not just ‘cause you’re a slut who couldn’t control himself earlier? Not just ‘cause you were so desperate you couldn’t wait to get off?”

“Yes, sir, ‘m sure! ‘M fuckin positive. It’s so good, sir, you’re so good!” Hyunjin cried out, his grip on Minho's fingers growing tighter as his prostate was abused.

But Minho stopped and Hyunjin let out a cry of distress. Before he could ask why Minho had pulled out, he was being flipped onto his back. His shorts were finally tossed aside with the rest of their clothes and he bit his lip in anticipation as his legs were lifted up to rest on Minho's shoulders. “You gonna let the neighbors hear everything? Gonna let them know you belong to me now?”

“Yessir-” Hyunjin’s rushed agreement was cut short as Minho slid back in and picked up where he left off. “Oh my god- just like that, sir, please-” he begged, wrapping his hand around his dick to tug in time with Minho's thrusts. It had been so long since he’d been fucked like this and he was already starting to lose himself. His toys would never compare to the real thing. But then Minho’s pace faltered. “W-why are you slowing down? Please keep going…”

“Just…” his eyes were locked on Hyunjin’s body and for a moment Hyunjin thought maybe he was admiring the way his dick looked. “Hold on, baby.” He whispered and continued to slowly roll his hips, eyes fixated on the bump that appeared in Hyunjin’s belly with each thrust. “Holy fucking shit…” he groaned, pressing down on it and earning a pathetic moan from the other. “You’re fucking stunning, baby, what the fuck.”

“S-sir…” Hyunjin whimpered, eyes meeting Minho’s once he finally got his attention and silently begging him to keep going like before. It seemed he got his message across because in the next instant, Minho was slamming into him with renewed vigor. His gaze had shifted back to Hyunjin’s belly bulge and it seemed to be his breaking point.

“Fuck, baby, ‘m close, where do you want it?” He groaned, barely getting the words out before Hyunjin responded.

“Inside! Please, god, cum inside…” he begged and with that, Minho let go. He didn’t stop slamming into him until he was milked dry and when he pulled out, he quickly replaced the plug Hyunjin had been wearing earlier and let his legs fall back to the bed.

“Can’t waste it, now can we?” Hyunjin shook his head frantically and watched as Minho settled on his belly between his legs. “You’re so pretty, Jinnie…” he cooed as he toyed with the red jewel before wrapping his hand around Hyunjin’s dick. “Don’t bother asking. Just cum.” He hummed before wrapping his lips around the tip.

Hyunjin gasped out a pretty moan, hips jerking when Minho tugged at the plug. He would’ve lasted a little longer if Minho hadn’t touched the plug. Instead, when he pressed it back in comfortably, it brushed against his prostate and he came with a pathetic moan, blowing his load in Minho’s mouth.

The older was undeterred and continued to slurp at Hyunjin’s dick until he was finished, not swallowing a single drop. Instead of swallowing, he got on his hands and knees and crawled over Hyunjin, bringing one hand to his jaw to keep his mouth open. Then, in a scene that could only be described as pornographic, he spit the cum into Hyunjin’s mouth.

Hyunjin eagerly drank it up, swallowing every last drop before pulling Minho down so they were chest to chest. He immediately captured his lips in a demanding kiss, licking into the older’s mouth in search of more cum. His hands were everywhere until Minho pinned them by his head and slowly pulled back despite his soft protests. Minho’s eyes locked on Hyunjin’s lips since he was too close to look anywhere else and he began to massage circles into Hyunjin’s wrists with his thumbs.

“Calm down, Jinnie.” He whispered and pecked the younger on the lips, effectively silencing his whining. “I’m not going anywhere. Relax.” He cooed, beginning to press kisses all over Hyunjin’s face. “I finally have you to myself. I’m not leaving so soon.” He assured him, gently releasing his hands and flipping them over so Hyunjin was laying on his chest. “Rest, Jinnie. You’ve got class in the morning.”

“I’m skipping.” He answered immediately as he settled in, pressing a soft kiss to Minho's chest. He closed his eyes and let his fingers trace lines and shapes on Minho’s torso, ghosting over the scar there a few times as he nodded off. He wasn’t sure what they were but they definitely weren’t just friends anymore.

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chrisbangsbf · 6 months

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tender

Minho/Hyunjin (2k)

Explicit 18+

Tags and Warnings: gore whore hyunjin, ftm minho, cat hybrid minho, knifeplay, blood, painplay, sadomasochism, wound fucking, thigh riding, consensual kink, established relationship

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tasteracha · 25 days

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take care of me.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: afab!reader, oral (f. receiving), multiple orgasms, teasing, edging, hyunjin x reader x minho - smut, MINORS DNI

synopsis: hyunho knows how to take perfect care of you. thank you my angel @astraystayyh for giving me this idea i love you endlessly <3

you had an itemized list of reasons why having two loving partners was the best thing you possessed. the never-ending attention, always having a moderator in arguments, twice as much love than you ever thought you deserved.

it comes in the form of little notes taped to your lunch bag telling you to have a great day, gorgeous ;), in hands brushed across your back as they pass you in the hallway, in your favorite snacks always being stocked no matter how busy they are.

it comes in the form of you collapsing into hyunjin’s lap after an unbearably long day, your muscles melting into his body as you press your nose into the space between his neck and his shoulder, the scent of his cologne making your eyelashes flutter.

“one of those days?” he murmurs, tracing his nails lightly against your back in a way that makes your toes curl in pleasure.

“take care of me,” you stamp into his skin with your lips, a sigh taking over your body before you add on a please to the end of your poorly concealed demand.

“take care of you like this?” he moves his hand to run through your hair, nails scratching lightly at your scalp. you melt further into him, your body shivering with his movements.

“no,” you almost whine, wriggling your hips with the last of the energy you had left. he knows exactly what you want, he just loves teasing you, and craves the desperate little noises that he can pull from you like this.

“oh, like this then?” you can hear the smirk in his voice as both of his hands cup your ass, pulling you into him. you can feel his cock twitching in interest under your hips, and you nod fervently, thankful that he relented so easily. “alright darling, go to the bedroom and take your clothes off, i’ll be right there.”

you move with an urgency you didn’t think you had the energy for, stripping and leaving a trail of clothes in your path until you’re flopping down onto the bed. you can hear the shower running from the bathroom as you wait, and you let yourself feel a pang of longing for minho before you shake it away. it wasn’t unusual for two of you to be intimate without the other - the three of you were busy, and any room for jealousy and envy was discarded long ago in favor of respect and trust.

at any rate, you’re sure he’ll join you as soon as he is done, even if he complains about having to shower again later.

hyunjin enters the room in a flurry, dumping a selection of snacks and a water bottle on the bedside table for later. he climbs onto the bed and leans over you, dropping his head down to kiss you. you kiss him back, but when he runs his hands down your chest to cup your breasts you lose focus of it. he takes control, dipping his tongue into your mouth and nipping at your bottom lip with his teeth and you’re already feeling foggy and light-headed.

his hands roam further down, teasing at your stomach and tracing circles against the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs. you’re helpless under him, little sounds flooding into his mouth from your throat from his touch. he dips his fingers into your folds just as minho enters the room, a towel wrapped around his waist and his skin still damp from his shower. hyunjin releases your mouth and a wet smack echoes through the room, so lewd that it makes you flush.

“how is it that i just got here and you’re the only one who’s still wearing clothes,” he says, quirking an eyebrow up when hyunjin shoots him a lazy smile. he moves his hands back to your thighs and you whine, letting your legs fall apart in invitation. your gaze flickers back and forth between hyunjin and minho, a pout on your face as you silently plead one of them to touch you.

“awh, she’s so cute,” minho says, reaching his hand towards your chin.

“if you pet me like one of your cats,” you hiss at him, the fog clearing a bit. “i’m leaving this room-”

“must not be doing your job well enough if she’s still talking like this,” minho cuts you off sharply, looking pointedly at hyunjin who was still running his hands along your thighs absentmindedly.

“well, i was waiting for your help,” hyunjin rolls his eyes at minho. “i know you hate it when i eat dessert without you.”

the way they were talking about you, like you weren’t a living, breathing person in the room with them, sent heat sparking along your cheeks and ears. it was embarrassing, it was humiliating, it was turning you on. the fog comes back with a vengeance, clearing your vision of anything except for the two of them.

minho takes his invitation for what it is, and hyunjin moves seamlessly to the side as minho takes his spot in front of you. hyunjin curls his hand under your thigh and moves it aside aside, leaving your legs spread and your pussy spread out for them.

“look at you, all wet for us,” minho taunts, a sharp glint in his voice that betrays his emotions. “you’re only like this for us, right? no one else.”

the gentle possessiveness sends a lick of fire through your body. he knew you would never stray from them, would never even consider looking at anyone else when you had the most perfect men in your possession already, but he never got tired of being reminded of that.

“min,” you whine, embarrassed as he stares openly at your pussy, laid bare for him to feast on by hyunjin’s hands holding your legs open. you try and close your thighs together but his grip is too strong.

“shh,” he moves in close, his lips a fraction of an inch from your folds. “let me have this.”

the first touch of his lips to your clit makes you jerk, and he pulls back with a wicked grin.

“stay still, baby,” his voice is dripping with condescension even as his lips are glistening with your slick. “don’t make me work for my meal.”

he dips back in, lapping at your pussy like a starved man, and it takes every ounce of control that you have left to stop from grinding against his face. he eats you out expertly, forgoing the teasing you knew he loved and if you had any mental capabilities right now you’d be grateful. instead, all you can focus on is the rapid heat building in your core that’s threatening to explode.

wet, slick noises echo across your moans as he eats you out, spurred on by hyunjin narrating to him how good he is making you feel. you tangle your hands in his hair when you feel yourself getting close, holding him against you as your hips jerk in little motions, and he lets you use him. you come on his tongue, your walls clenching and absorbing any sounds of appreciation that he makes.

after a few moments he lets out a little hiss, and you release your white-knuckled grip on his hair with an apology waiting on your lips. he stops you before you can say anything, taking your hand in his and pressing kisses to your fingertips in reassurance.

your orgasm leaves you lax and dazed, and you watch with heavy-lidded eyes as they switch positions again. hyunjin kneels over you, his clothes finally discarded and his cock hard and leaking as he looks at you. minho sits on the bed by your head, and he runs a hand through your sweaty hair.

he’s hard too and you raise a hand towards his cock, wanting to feel the weight of it in your hand, but he stops you.

“we’re taking care of you, not the other way around,” he soothes, his words a sharp contrast to the condescending words he had thrown at you earlier. “i am thoroughly enjoying this, don’t worry.”

he tilts your head towards him to kiss the confused look off of your face just as hyunjin fucks two of his fingers into you, stretching them out. the aftershocks of your orgasm hadn’t left you yet and you can feel your walls protesting him.

“look at you, clenching around my fingers,” he says, amazement in his voice even though neither you nor minho were capable of answering him. “god, you’re so perfect, your pussy was made just for us to ruin.”

you didn’t have the words to tell him that you couldn’t stop your walls from closing down even if you wanted to; the onslaught of sensations left you incapable of controlling your own body, and it felt so good. you could taste yourself on minho’s tongue, could feel each knuckle of hyunjin’s fingers inside of you, and it was overwhelming in a dizzyingly euphoric way.

he loses his patience with his fingers quickly, stumbling in his rush to climb over you. his hair is falling over your face, shrouding you in his shadow and all you can feel is him as he runs his cock through your folds. your eyelids flutter as he presses the head of his cock into you, your mouth going slack against minho’s as you let out a sound you would surely be embarrassed about later.

minho, sending your inability to kiss him back, trails his kisses down your jaw to the side of your neck, right over your racing pulse. hyunjin bottoms out just as minho sucks, and you’re left shaking.

“relax, darling,” hyunjin pets your thighs, “i can’t move if you’re this tight around me.”

“sorry,” you gasp, the word punched out of you from minho’s teeth grazing at your skin.

“don’t apologize,” hyunjin shifts his hips back and you feel a gush of wetness leave you, helping the slide of his cock inside you. “i want to make you feel good. do you feel good?”

“yes!” you cry out when he rams back into you, immediately setting a mind-numbing pace. minutes, hours, days pass as he fucks you, filling you up perfectly in accompaniment with minho whispering into your skin about how you’re such a good girl and only for us, right?

you feel another orgasm approaching too quickly, and you try and clamp your legs to keep it away; it was too much, every nerve in your body felt like it was on fire and if you came you might actually explode in pleasure.

“baby, it’s okay,” hyunjin coos at you, draping himself across your body and tracing along your sweaty hairline with his fingertips. “you’re doing so well. you can give us one more right? just come one more time.”

“ngh,” is all that leaves your mouth when you try and answer, the dual sensation of hyunjin’s cock fucking into you and minho’s lips still sucking at your neck enough to stop any words from forming in your head.

“you’re such a good girl, just one more,” hyunjin nods, like he was making the decision for you, giving you exactly what you wanted.

you didn’t realize that minho was fisting his cock until he came against you, spilling over your stomach. the noise he makes rings right into your ear, a soft whine that was so him that it made you want to cry, and you couldn’t keep the waves of pressure back. your eyes roll back as you come with a cry, your muscles pulling taught like a bowstring as hyunjin keeps fucking you, chasing his own high. he pulls out a moment later, his hand flying across his cock until he comes with a growl, spilling over you.

he collapses by your side and you’re sandwiched between the two men, heavy panting filling the room and your heartbeat lodged in your throat. you feel good, you feel so taken care of that you couldn’t even think past the twitches of pleasure still racking through your body.

minho pulls away first and you let out a soft noise of betrayal, but he comes back just as quickly with a bottle of water pressed to your lips. he helps you drink and in your distraction hyunjin manages to clean your body free of their come. they settle back against you, fitting themselves into your sides like puzzle pieces, and you sigh in contentment.

“how do you feel?” hyunjin asks, looking at you with fond eyes and a soft smile.

“yes,” you answer, fully confident that it was the right answer to his question.

“oh, she feels good,” minho laughs, and it sounds like twinkling bells in your ear.

#stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids imagines #lee know smut #straykidsland #stray kids drabbles #lee minho smut #hyunjin smut #hyunjin imagines

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leeha225 · 2 years

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Falling for him was like fallin' from grace~ (1/2)

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Lee Know×Fem reader

⚠genre⚠: childhood friends to lovers, sweet love, good girl gone bad, smut to finish off the thirsty minds. Playing rough, shackles and lots of love.

Synopsis: y/n meets her long-time no see neighbor/childhood friend. Sharing their deepest memories as both transcend to more.

(a/n: kind off based on true story but not completely. Have fun😉)

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"Yes grandma I know, I've packed everything that is needed" The phone next went to dad.

"If you want any help tell me, I can have someone to help you"

"Got it, it's just for two weeks, I'll be fine. Byeeee" Finally silence. Your university decided to select three people on a trip for a seminar to Australia and you were one of them. Learning the new techniques in science and research, who would let go of this opportunity?!!Setting everything right as the flight was scheduled at 9pm, now being just 4pm.

Reporting time was at 6 and only you and your teacher stood waiting for the rest to arrive.

"When I said 6pm they have to be here at 5pm, dear God. Y/n it's chilly out here, why don't you get inside the minivan" You gave a simple nod and took your seat, indeed it was cold outside that a slight drizzle made it worse. Rubbing your hands together laid back... Inhale... Exhale... The door opened as the other two arrived just in time. Greetings and goodbyes, all took off.

"What? We booked last week!" The teacher blasting at someone on the phone made everyone alert. "Fine... Guys bad news, this week you guys renting for rooms have not finalised. Since this is a last minute program. What do we do?"

"It's okay sir my relative live their and we two can go over for a week" The other two participants were from the same class tagging along leaving you alone.

"And you y/n?"

"Erm... I have someone I know over their too" You softly spoke, sniffly nose.

"Great now let's go"

Assembling at the airport it hit you, clearly you didn't want to ask your dad for help Or he'd make a huge fuss. That's when it struck you, one of your neighbor/childhood friend is working at Australia. It's been years since you last spoke over chat. Your dad helped him to get to study their, so he always felt indebted to help you. He'd give the best advice when you needed, but one time his reply seemed angry and that's it you both never spoke to one another. Life went on as you both were on either side of the world in your own lives, now finally crossed. It wasn't nice asking over chat, so y/n dialed for him.

"Hello?" His voice was deep and soft, maybe he was at work.

"Hi Minho, Sorry for disturbing. How are you?"

"Hey y/n, I'm good. How are you?"

"Good too. Um, it's just a small favor, I'm coming over for a seminar to Australia"

"That's amazing"

"Yeah, well just for a week we were instructed to get our own accommodation, due to some technical difficulties. So, I just wanted to know if you can help me"

"You want to stay over at my place?"

"I-If your okay with it, not that desperate"

"Will your family be fine with that?" The question struck you as he very well knew your family behavior towards their only precious daughter.

"Yeah just a week so it's fine" You lied probably but you needed somewhere to stay!!!

"Okay then, I'll pick you up, send me your flight details"

"Thank you so much, bye"

"Yeah bye" Woahhh such a relief, that wasn't so hard.

The plane ride was filled with clouding memories and thoughts. What should I tell him? What do i do? Never lived with a man alone. Is this the right decision? Just 3-4 years apart. He took up business as his major and continued is studies their. He was funny to talk to at first but as you both grew and matured, both became introverts. Minho always cooped up in front of computer playing games, watching anime. You on the other hand remained at home too. Very rarely both of you met and hell no you couldn't speak a word to him, whilst your dad did very happily. But no one knew that you had a secret crush on the guy. You would fake a fall while chasing him in game and poor guy genuinely comes over to check on you for injuries. Well you didn't feel like cheating because the ones that set the catchers were the worse keeping little ones to chase the big ones. Smiling to yourself as you slowly drifted off to sleep mode.

The morning sun shone through the window, waking you up. Squinting and blinking at the sea of clouds and the sun rested effortlessly on top bright and alive. Quickly pulling out your phone to take a few clicks as you loved looking up at the sky. Hello to a new day.

Getting off the plan, grabbing your belongings and baggage the team made it out of the airport, each finding their relative's to take them home.

"Y/n, who is coming over?" The teacher came over trailing his suitcase with him.

"M-My brother" You blurted out.

"I thought you were a only child"

"Cousin" Lie over lie.

"Fine then, I have to leave. Sorry couldn't wait but do keep me posted on when he arrives"

"Yes sure Sir" You felt a chill up her spine. Fondling with the strap you felt bad for not speaking the truth.

"Cousin? really?" A sudden voice made you jump.

"Wow! You scared me" Looking up at the... Now gorgeous man even though he wore a mask, you gulped. Right greetings, "How have you been?" You asked faking a smile.

"Great. Now let's get you something to eat"

"Ohh I ate one the plane. Have you eaten?" It was 10 in the morning and of course you ate.

"No so accompany me" Bossy you felt but yeah he was doing a huge favor. Getting inside his car, you felt your palm all sweaty. Softly rubbing them on your jeans you looked out the window as a distraction.

"So how is everyone at home?" Minho, Broke the silence.

"Their good. And your family?" Him driving with one hand drove you crazy. Look away!

"Good too" The atmosphere was back to silence, Minho drove to McD. Getting off you made your way through the doors to be greeted by the mild smell of fries and coffee. "Breakfast meal?"

"Me? No no I already ate" You kept opposing but he didn't seem to listen.

"Just give me company"

"Fine. Then small fries and black coffee. Wait let me pay" Taking out your wallet as you suddenly felt his hands on yours. Cheeks started to burn by the electrifying contact.

"Nope your my guest. Another time, maybe somewhere more expensive" You didn't want to drag this conversation and just left to wash your hands. Finding a seat by the window, you looked admiring the sky and the view. Minho came back removing his grey jacket to show his plain black shirt that hugged his bodice. Looking down at you phone nibbling on your lower lip, you completely forgot to call your dad.

"I need to make a call" You said and he just nodded. Walking outside, the warm wind blowing past much better than the sobber winter land you came from. "Hello?"

"Hey have you reached?"

"Yeah dad, just stopped by for breakfast"

"Eat well and all the best for the seminar"

"Thank you dad it's next week" You sounded tired of them treating you like a kid.

"O-Oh okay then I'll call you later" Short goodbyes you walked back in to find Minho scrolling through his phone while his food stared back at him.

"Why haven't you started yet?" Quickly scooting to your chair you also found that your black coffee was replaced by a smoothie.

"It's fine, just came"

"No black coffee?" You asked biting on your fries.

"What do you need that for, just rest for the day" His reply seemed stern, was he being annoyingly... Sweet.

"Thanks" Smoothie was a bit too sugary and you weren't a fan of sweet things much. Fries balanced the taste somehow, secret peeks to study more of his grown features. His silky dark hair hooding his gaze, veiny hands working it's way in tearing open the ketchup and perfect face fixed on the process so intently. You couldn't help but sigh at the heavenly sight. His tongue softly sweeping over his pink soft lips...

"So what are you here for?" Breaking out of your fantasies (glass shatter)

"This week we have a few conferences to attend then next week I have to do a presentation of my project work"

"Oh, that's great"

"How is your job?"

"Good place to work, not too much pressure but yeah I'm still learning"

"Cool"

Silence again*

Quick breakfast of awkwardness was over thank God. Minho's house wasn't far, just a 2min drive, he smoothly parked the car in place and got off to help you unload.

"Will this be enough?" He asked struggling with the suitcase, but swiftly got it to the ground.

"Joking or serious?" You couldn't help but laugh at the man.

"Well it depends on you answer" Taking out his entry card and swipping both in.

"I have my laptop, a few eatables, books and clothes" Walking towards the elevator he watched you with on raised eyebrow, clearly his face said 'really?'

"Joking it is" You slightly nudged his arm whining as you got in the elevator.

Minho shared his apartment with a friend but he wasn't in town so it was just him and you. Boys apartment is easy to identify with all the take away, instant food on the table. Unkept living space and...

"Ohh!" Suddenly a dark cat purred at your feet.

"Did he scare you?" He asked chuckling, wow he can laugh.

"A little... Hi their little fela" You crouched down to touch the little furry cat. It reminded you of your very own pet back at home. This felt nice.

"Me and my roomate got him, I remember you have the same color pet" You instantly shot up to look at him seated on the armrest of the couch.

"Yeah I do. What's his name?"

"His name is mew" You couldn't help but laugh at the effortless name. "What? I didn't name him" Throwing blames.

"Right"

"Do freshen up and gets some rest, you'll be staying in my room, me at my roommates, if you need anything do tell" Minho quickly announced to show the way, surprisingly his room was neat, anime posters here and their but not too much. A simple desk with a picture of his family, a bed perfectly made, Cat aesthetics here and their but wow the room smelled nice. Inhaling deeply you felt comfortable.

"You like it?" Whipping your head to his direction, he's still here?!!! Leaning against the doorframe with a faint smile. You nodded with a smile back.

"Thank you"

Next few days you both barely met, Monday Minho had work till evening and your jetlag got you. Sleeping even before he'd arrive. The next day he made you eat more breakfast to compensate for missing last night dinner. Again he was off to work and you had to arrange your material for the presentation. On Wednesday you had to attend a conference, your teacher picked you guys personally out of guilt, for not being able book rooms properly. The conference was interesting at first but again jetlag made you droopy. Suddenly your phone chimed as he texted.

Hey, what time does the conference get over?

Around 6pm

Send me your location I'll pick you up

No it's fine, my teacher is dropping me off

We're eating out today, so I'll pick you up

It struck you, wow... Simple okay as your face felt hot. All the tire and jetlag instantly flew away.

Later after the conference finally came to an end, you walked out with a faint smile and childish joy in you just bubbling with sweet love.

Wooooshhhhh.... The rain poured heavily... Just perfect.

Pulling your coat close, you quickly rummaged through your bag for an umbrella which unfortunately you forgot to take from the suitcase. Brilliant.

Sigh~

Pacing back an forth just staring at the droplets forming tiny pools, everyone a side for shade in their own complicated world. Extending your arm out a bit so no one noticed to feel the cool water bounce of your skin. Suddenly a figure came running fast through the rain towards your direction.

"Minho?" The man almost colliding with you, came to a stop. Heavy breathes, hair dripping of droplets and his flannel effortlessly sticking to his skin.

"Sorry i forgot an umbrella. What do you want to have for dinner?" He asked brushing of the water from his clothes. Quickly you handed a mini towel you always carry for moments like these.

"Here, Nothing specific, anything would do. Not much hungry anyway" Watching his every move made you feel some kind of way. Quickly diverting your attention from him hair thrown back, exposed forehead of his god like face.

"Don't worry I'll make you... Hungry" Minho looked at you with intent eyes and pulled you quickly into the rain.

"Heyyy!!!" Both running and you complaining while he laughed as you both reached his car. Quickly getting in to see that you were now wet and by wet literally dripping drenched. Wow. "Your ruining your car"

"So how are you gonna repay for ruining my car" Everything about him felt different today.

"Are you okay? Or does rain change you?" Laughing hard you realised that the mini towel was worse than you. Taking off your jacket to put off the wet feel.

"I blame the rain then" Minho smirking visibly under the city lights as he drove silently. Both couldn't find a proper dinner and he got a call from work, so back home it is. Minho cursed softly and looked at you like u were an abandoned kitten.

"Im extremely sorry"

"No no it's fine. I'll just make is dinner and you can make your calls" You couldn't wait to change out of the sticky clothes anyway. A warm shower while the water boiled in the kitchen and it struck you. Forgot to do the laundry. Shoot. You only had very short shorts and A long white shirt. Snuggling into it and hiding ur feeling-exposive body you couldn't think straight. Simple hot noodle bowl that would go amazing with the weather. Setting the table you sat down going through your messages. Your teammate invited you to a dinner party on Saturday and for some reason you wanted to go for it. The cat purred at your feet meaning the little wanted attention and dinner. Knelt down to fill his bowl when...

"Dinner ready? -" Minho stood frozen for some time and continued walking to the table like he was controlled.

"Yeah just simple noodles"

"P-Perfect for the rain" Minho wore his usual sweat pant and loosely hung shirt. Lazy.

"Yeah" You came over and sat with him as your wet hair made things worse for him. The water dripping down your white shirt exposing your skin tone.

"Ahem...I-I have another call in A few minutes. So, I'll take my dinner to my room. Thank you by the way" Scooting away you sat stunned. Tasting the noodles you realized you forgot salt. Quickly rushing up with salt, blasting open his room to find him....

*Gasp*

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