#jeongin x female reader smut

[jj-one]

STRAY KIDS + POSSESSIVENESS ! 🩹 ⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: dom!skz x sub!fem!reader, established relationship, husband!changbin bc why not ? genre/tags: smut, angst, fluff (tbh it's only changbin's part), jealousy, exhibitionism, voyeurism, lots of degradation, mentions of crying, marking, manhandling, bondage play, piv, unprotected s*x (do not try this at home kids), public s*x, rough s*x, fingering, nipple play, oral (f & m receiving), t*tty slapping, multiple orgasms, edging, choking, bulge kink, slight breeding kink… am not mentally ok for writing any of this words: 3.4k

**old repost from my deleted blog

BANG CHAN. His patience was a level of no other. The man just watched you flirt with his friend and didn’t mutter a single word. All the while you kept boasting about how good Changbin’s muscles looked and the movement of his biceps were leaving you in complete amusement.

Pissed off doesn’t begin to describe what he’s feeling right now. He clears his throat,

“Are we done y/n? I think it’s time we head home now.”

The tone of his voice was cold, icy like a winter storm.

The lump in your throat was stuck. You knew how much in deep shit you were for this and his silence was the main indicator.

You could feel his piercing eyes on you the whole time.

+

It wasn’t long before you’d end up in this position. Both arms were locked above your head by his strong hands. The tight grip he kept around your wrists was definitely going to leave some bruising.

“You’re such a dumb slut. Did all this just to get me like this huh?” His cock hitting your walls aggressively as you spasm and shake under him.

“All this to get me to fuck you the like the dumb little cockwhore you are?” He growled, “can Changbin fuck you like this?”

His pace was relentless. His cock stretching you open with each deep thrust. His harsh words cutting into you like a dagger. Your mind was blank, head full of Chan’s cock. You had to answer him though, or else he will stop.

“N-no Chan only y-yours… only you can fuck me like this!”

A smirk creeps up his face from your quavering voice. He leans forward, his lips brush over yours as if almost to kiss you but doesn’t.

“I own you y/n. Only I get to have to you, understood?”

All you feel is his cock slamming into you. The slapping sounds becoming a melody of a beat, your heart was racing a mile a minute.

“Understood.”

LEE KNOW. He hates when you act out in public. The way you tease him and get him riled up, knowing he can’t do anything about it. It gave you sense of power, you had the upper hand— for now.

You were wearing the shortest mini skirt possible, it barely covered your bum and you could feel a cool breeze slip through your crevices. You kept walking in front of him, swaying your little hips side to side, letting him watch you bend down to pick things up as he sneaks a peak under your skirt. The sight of the pink lace thong you wore was enough to make him grab you by the arm and yank you into a public restroom nearby.

Before you know it, you’re being devoured by your boyfriend. Sitting on the counter of the sink whilst he was below you, giving you a gaze that could snatch your soul. His digits sunk into your dripping cunt as he swipes his tongue across your slit. Your skirt was still on but pushed up slightly, your thong was also moved to the side.

“I can’t believe you’d go out like this and expect me not to control myself.” He rises up momentarily.

“You do this on purpose, knowing I don’t want other people looking at you.”

He laps up your juices and coats it with his face, scissoring you open with his fingers.

“Fuck… I wore this for you Minho— w-wanted to look pretty for you.” Your eyes were tightly shut, feeling the euphoria as you were close to your orgasm.

He abruptly pulled his fingers out of you, thrusting your hips in the air now, you whine for stimulation.

“Will you be a good girlfriend for me and cum on my tongue kitten? I want you to scream as loud for me as you can, I don’t care who hears it.” Minho was dead serious. He doesn’t care you both are in a public restroom and there’s people casually walking by. He wants everyone to know you are his.

You nod and agree to be on your best behavior for him. You know he will most likely reward you for this in the end.

“I promise, I’ll be a good girl Minho.”

Feeling your body heat surge as he inched closer to your core, pressing his tongue at your entrance. He tongue fucks you viciously while never breaking his eye contact with you.

Feeling yourself come undone from the surreal pleasure, all you want is to feel your release.

You thrash and moan as you cream on Minho’s tongue, your legs felt like jello when you climax. You let out multiple gasps for air, feeling as though you just ran a marathon.

Minho hasn’t left between your legs yet, his face still in a headlock. He wasn’t quite finished with you just yet.

“You can give me one more, right kitten?”

CHANGBIN. Being a newlywed couple felt like a fairytale dream come true. He felt incredibly lucky to have you as his wife and doesn’t stop reminding you how happy he is. He’d shower you with a beacon of compliments that would melt your heart each and every time.

You went on another vacation right after the honeymoon and it felt like paradise. That was up until a small incident occurred, it happened when you were at the pool with your husband. One of the pool goers at the resort couldn’t keep their eyes off you. You wore a sexy one piece that had cut-out details on the sides to show off your waist but you wore a sheer cover up over it.

Changbin noticed straight away the eyes that were glued to you, the eyes that were glued to his precious wife. He was livid. Almost causing a scene, he went up to the perverted man that was eye fucking you and gave him a piece of his mind. In utter disbelief of what was unfolding in front of you, you go up to Changbin to calm him down and get him to stop before he ends up actually doing something he’ll regret. His face burned crimson from anger but the sound of your voice brought him back to reality.

+

Things were much better in private now. Much better. Sitting on your husband’s lap in the jacuzzi bathtub felt so relaxing, his hands roamed your naked body as he placed chaste kisses all over you. He stopped at your neck to give it more attention, nibbling on a sensitive spot that made you sink right into his form. Moaning softly whilst his hands prance down to your back.

“I want to shield the rest of the world from you, only I get to gawk at my gorgeous wife.” Changbin says possessively, looking at you once he comes up from your neck.

You nod in agreement, “they can look but can’t touch!”

“No, they can’t even look, all of this is mine, mine, mine.” He plants a kiss to your cheek as his hand creeps down to your core. He prods your hole with a single digit, entering you with ease. You let out a soft moan as you part your lips slightly, bucking your hips forward. He pumps his finger into your wetness as he looks deeply into your eyes, nothing but burning desire in his pupils. He brings his thumb to your clit and rubs it in a steady motion, your swollen nub feeling overstimulated from his touch.

“This is just the beginning my love, I’m not done with you until the sun comes up.” He whispered in your ear as he drags his tongue against your earlobe. In just the jacuzzi alone, he’s made you cum several times from his fingers. Oh how those magical fingers always do wonders on you..

HYUNJIN. The room was pitch black, your vision completely impaired from the blindfold attached to your head. Your hands were bound to each other, behind your back being tied by a thick rope. You had nowhere to go and the room was pure silence, naked and touch starved, you whine for Hyunjin to do something but you were met with no answer. He was standing over you on the bed but you were unaware of any of your surroundings.

The man finally spoke, “This is what happens when you try and make daddy jealous.”

You can feel his hot breath on your neck, the sensation making you crave him even more.

Hyunjin was always the possessive type, was constantly in need of reassurance if he felt his ego was being bruised. This was situation was no different, he needed to remind you that he was the one who owned you.

He brought finger to your perked nipple, gently dragging it across to tease you a bit. A white-hot charge sent through your body as you finally felt his touch. Dripping in a puddle of your own slick from the dirty thoughts racing in your mind, he continues lightly tracing your hardened nipples; eliciting low moans from you.

Your senses were heightened from the way you weren’t able to see anything, any little touch from him making you squeal from shock.

“You like this don’t you?” He says in a condescending tone, he belittles you some more. “So pathetic, look at you. Can’t do anything but take it, so fucking helpless.”

Hyunjin loved seeing how weak you become under him, the power dynamic being completely imbalanced right now. All you could do was moan out for him, practically begging him to do more but you know he’s going to take his time with you.

“Gonna make you squirt all over this bed for me.” He says, “Won’t stop until I have you screaming and begging for mercy, which I will never give you.”

The smirk on his face was devilish, he was conjuring up the perfect plan to ruin you indefinitely.

“Hyunjin, please fuck me… please.” You push your thighs together to feel some friction but Hyunjin gets mad at this action instantly.

He brings a harsh slap to your left tit, making you jump up a bit but your body couldn’t move properly from being tied up. Your legs went back to it’s original position, spread open for him so he can get a glimpse of your dripping cunt.

“Don’t ever tell me what to do, I make the rules now.” He palms your breast and kneads it excessively.

“You are my property.”

HAN. If jealousy was a disease Han would be the first one to catch it. He really loves yet hates the fact that he has such a smoking hot girlfriend that everyone wants. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy dating you but the way some of these other guys would look at you was about to become his villain origin story.

You were so oblivious to anyone who attempted to flirt with you, you only had eyes for your man but it was hard to convince Han otherwise. The pizza delivery guy complimented how pretty you looked and when you handed him the money to pay for the food, you accidentally gave him a ten dollar bill instead of a twenty, he didn’t even care he just smiled and continued talking to you.

That’s when Han knew he had to butt in, he was listening from the couch and he knew he shouldn’t have let you be the one to answer the door. Quickly he comes up to you to wrap his arms behind you, keeping you in a tight hold as the pizza guy looks mortified now.

“You can leave now,” Han says to him in a harsh tone, “We have important business to take care of!”

Slamming the door in his face now, Han comes up from behind you to take the pizza box out of your hands to place it on the table. Soon after, a heavy make out session between you would ensue.

+

As your naked bodies entangled one another, you feel yourself cinching around his cock from each inch as he slides it in. Your breath instantly coming to a halt as the end of his cock crashed into your cervix. He moves with his ass up in the air as he buries his length deep inside you, the squelching sound of your wet pussy making him see stars.

“Fuck… so fucking tight for me.” Han says sounding pussydrunk off the way you feel around him.

You fall into a frenzy as he pumps his length into you harder, pounding into you like no tomorrow. The bulge of his cock could be seen inside you, moving in and out of you intensely. Grinding your hips to match his pace, you rub your clit to feel more stimulation.

“You’re so fucking hot my God…” He cooed, tiny beads of sweat now forming on the sides of his face. “Your pussy was made for me and me only…”

“Only I can make you feel this good.”

FELIX. He felt sick to his stomach whenever he saw someone else looking at you. The way people would look at you in public when he was with you made him feel beyond disrespected. This is exactly why he doesn’t bring you anywhere because his fragile little ego will be crushed as soon as another person laid their eyes on you. He couldn’t deal with it anymore, he just had to do something about it.

You were at a public park but the park was so big that it was easy to hide and go unseen behind some bushes.

Felix brought you to a secluded area and told you get on your back, you do as he says and he looks at you with the most evil grin on his face.

“I’m going to fuck you so dumb right here, right now.” Felix says in a raspy deep voice, “I will let everyone exactly know who’s bitch you are.”

You gulp once you feel his hands all over you, you wore a black slip dress which drove him absolutely mad.

“Gonna make you pay for getting me worked up like this.” You felt so small when he spoke like this to you, the sticky mess in your panties was only growing as you feel his hands go up your thigh.

“Too stunned to speak sweetheart?” He asks, giving you an alluring yet mischievous smile. You have no idea what this man has for you in store.

“N-no, I can speak-“

“Shut up.” He quickly cuts you off from saying more. “I’m the one talking right now, you sit back and take what I’m going to give you.”

You did exactly as you were told and lay back for him. He quickly unzips his pants and frees his cock from his boxers. You look at the red tip of his angry cock, the sight of his raging erection was enough to make you feel a tingling sensation in your heat. His cock would plunge into you nice and slow but once he bottoms out he’ll quickly pick up his pace, fucking into you menacingly. He brought a hand to your neck and squeezed the shaft of it tightly, you gasp for air as he choked you but it wasn’t unbearable. You close your eyes to the feeling, letting yourself be fully immersed into him. Each thrust he gave you felt like bliss as he roughly held onto your hip, fucking you like a complete maniac.

“Gonna dump all my cum into your slutty little body,” Felix continued,“you’re my fuck toy, only I get to use you.”

SEUNGMIN. Usually something like this would never get to him. However, today was different, very different. Seungmin almost went ballistic when he found out that some guy asked for your number while you were out shopping at the supermarket. He often goes everywhere with you but you were getting off work and went straight to the store to grab some things for dinner. That’s when it happened and you told Seungmin as soon as you got home. You thought he’d just laugh it off but he frowned, disproving of that guy’s actions.

“What a loser,” Seungmin says in an annoyed tone, “when they will learn to just leave you the hell alone?”

He wanted you all to himself, if he could lock you up forever and throw away the key, he probably would. Only letting you out when he tells you you can.

“They can try all they want Minnie but I know I belong to you at the end of the day.” You bring your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him and he kisses you back passionately.

+

“Want you to say it for me again, who’s pussy does this belong to?” Seungmin was now relentlessly pumping two fingers in you.

“Y-yours Seungmin… yours!” You could barely get a coherent word out of your mouth.

“And who makes you feel the best?”

He wasn’t letting up on making sure you know that you fully belonged to him. “We can do this all day princess… I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied.”

This was his fifth time edging you at this point, leaving you on the verge of an orgasm but would pull his fingers out once he notices your chest floating up. He’s being so evil to you right now, as if you it was your fault for what had happened in the supermarket.

“You, only y-you! You’re the best at making me feel so good!” You babble as he rapidly moves his fingers in and out of your gaping hole.

“That’s my good little girl, now keep taking my fingers and I’ll reward you soon okay?”

JEONGIN. “You’re such a filthy slut, you know that?” The motion of needy hips were bucking into you. Your head was kept in place, completely still, on your knees and on the verge of tears from your boyfriend’s words.

You knew why you were in this predicament right now. This was all your fault and you did it all for this exact reason.

You wanted to see Jeongin’s reaction to saying you think Felix was hot. You know he wouldn’t take that comment lightly since that was one of his best friends. You wanted to see how far you could test his limits.

“You wanna fuck my friends huh?” He grabs you by the hair and furrows his eyebrows to regain more focus onto you.

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was shake your head around him as he shoved his cock further down your throat.

“Can’t even talk with your mouth full of cock, what a dumb little whore you are.”

His cock hitting the back of your uvula, causing you to make a gagging noise. Streaks of saliva creep from the sides your mouth, the messy scenery underneath him was a heavenly sight indeed. You moan while sucking his cock, the vibrations making the hairs on the back of his neck rise up. He throws his head back and keeps a tight hold on your hair, gripping you with everything he had. He thrusts his hard length into you viciously, the gurgling noises you were making whilst he fucks your face sounds harmonic to him.

“Shit…think I’m gonna cum soon” he muttered, letting out a groan as he kept pushing your face into his cock. “Yeah… just like that fuck… that’s it.”

A stream of tears came running down your face as you continued. You can feel his veiny cock twitch against your tongue as you felt hot spurts of cum fill you up now. You swallow each and every drop and milk him clean like the good girl you were. Opening your mouth wide to show it was empty he grins viciously and taps his dick against your tongue.

“You’re the biggest fucking slut…” He pants heavily.

“My biggest slut.”

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[luvyeni]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ EVERYDAY TEXT WITH BF! JEONGIN ꒱

— cw. 18+ messages, jealous jeongin, mentions of sexual activities

authors note. it's been a while since i posted something about jeongin

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[whydoeseveryonewanttobangchan]

💧 Tell me what you want, sweetheart. How many fingers, how fast… 💧

✎ Pairing: Chan x fem!reader, Jeongin x fem!reader

✎ Genre: Smut

✎ Summary: Jeongin’s good instincts earn him a masterful lesson in fingering.

✎ CW: Established relationship, partner sharing, exhibitionism, vaginal fingering, praise

✎ Word count: 3,936

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“……… y/n……. hello?”

The sound of your name snaps you back into reality, back to the dining room table in the dorm. Eyes shift toward the source of the noise to find Jeongin looking at you quizzically.

“Hellloooo… you there?” he asks, comically waving his big hand in the air.

“Yeah… sorry. Just zoned out,” you reply, but that’s a lie.

You had been aimlessly swirling your chopsticks around your bowl of ramen, trying to ignore the feeling of your boyfriend’s fingers traveling farther and farther up your thigh.

Chan had been craving you all day, he said, and he had every intention of having his way with you after dinner. But, apparently, that wasn’t soon enough.

Not long after he prepared two bowls of instant noodles and sat down to eat with you, his hand found your knee under the table. And he didn’t stop.

Not when you playfully brushed it away, not when Jeongin, Han and Changbin joined with their own quick dinners, and not even when you shot him that cautionary look when his thumb began making small circles over your kneecap and you forced your legs closed with all the strength you could muster. He was determined to keep you on edge, and he was doing a damn good job.

But, of course, he was unaffected. Just eating and chatting and laughing with the boys like it’s a normal evening. Like he wasn’t about to slide his long fingers under your shorts just out of view of the others.

And that was working fine for a bit, until everyone had nearly finished their food while yours was barely touched. Until one sharp inhale made it clear to at least one person that not everything was as it seemed.

“I said…. How was your day?” Jeongin repeats.

All eyes are on you now, and they seem to have varying degrees of understanding. Jeongin looks concerned, Changbin confused, and Han relatively clueless. And then there’s Chan and his big, brown eyes, gazing at you with a mix of encouragement and adoration.

“Oh, it was fine,” you answer in the calmest voice you can muster. “Work’s been busy, had a couple of long day-”

Your thought is cut short when Chan rotates his wrist and forces his fingers between your tightly closed thighs. His pinky extends to press against your underwear, and you can’t help but squirm in your seat.

“Uh, ahem. Sorry,” you restart, trying to recover with a fake cough and throat clear. “Just some long days at work. That’s all. Thank you for asking, Innie.”

The sweet smile you send his way seems to do nothing to lessen his concern. If anything, it just makes him more suspicious. Changbin and Han seem satisfied, though, and change the topic back to Hyunjin’s mistake during dance practice.

Chan’s hand travels higher and higher until he’s practically cupping you in his fingers. He rolls them from top to bottom, putting pressure on as much of you as he can from this angle. Then he adjusts again, sliding his pinky under the damp fabric, and you can’t take it another fucking second.

“Hey, I’m not feeling well,” you announce to the table. “I think I’m gonna go lie down.”

Chan’s hand returns to his lap and you stand up and turn on your heels before anyone can ask what’s wrong. You just make a beeline for your boyfriend’s bedroom, sent off by a chorus of “feel better!” and “sleep well!”

You plop down on the plush comforter and stare at the ceiling, trying to imagine what you’re in for tonight and telepathically tell him to hurry the fuck up. And it works, because his frame fills the doorway less than a minute later.

“Not feeling well, my angel?” he teases. “Is there anything I can do to make you better?”

“Shut up,” you shoot back playfully.

A sly smile spreads across his lips as Chan closes the door behind him and dims the lights before heading to the foot of the bed.

“You did so well out there, baby, staying quiet for me,” he praises. “Would you like your reward?”

He places his knees on either side of your legs and crawls onto the bed until he’s hovering above you. All you can do is sit and stare in awe of his big shoulders, his tense expression, his fiery eyes staring down at you.

The corners of his full lips pull into a smirk, and he lowers himself to your neck, gently kissing and sucking and biting the skin there.

“Mmmmm,” you moan, moving a hand to the back of his head to run the dark strands through your fingers.

“Do that again,” he mumbles against your skin. “Moan for me.”

One of his hands finds yours, interlacing your fingers and pressing into the bed, while the other slips under your shirt and grips you over your bra.

“Ohhh, hmmm,” you groan, melting into the bed at his touch.

He sighs and plants a final kiss on your neck before turning his attention to your lips. He closes your bottom lip between his plump, pink ones and holds it there for a few seconds, but it feels more like an eternity. You could stay like this forever, just surrounded by him. But a knock at the door cuts eternity short.

“Hey, y/n, Chan… everything ok?” Jeongin’s voice sounds from the hallway.

“Yeah, thank you for checking, Innie!” you yell back and wait to see if that’ll be enough to end his curiosity.

“No, something isn’t right… I can feel it. Can I come in?” he asks.

Chan sighs and looks back to you. An annoyed expression and a slight nod send him to the door knowing that this interruption is his fault and his alone.

“Hey, she’s ok I promise,” Chan says, standing in the doorway to block Jeongin’s entry but not hide the view of you on the bed. “Her stomach is just upset, that’s all.”

You push up on your elbows and smile at him, and he smiles back. But it doesn’t reach his dark eyes. He glances back and forth between you and Chan a few times before he speaks again.

“You two are up to something. What did you do, Chan?” he asks, squaring up to his hyung the best he can. The tense look on his face and broadening of his shoulders is enough to send you both into a laughing fit, and then there’s no choice left but to tell him the truth.

“Are you serious? That’s what that was?!” he exclaims. “I thought something was wrong. Jesus.”

He pauses for a second and can’t help but glance at the both of you, at Chan’s hand, at your thighs.

“You… you really did that with your fingers?” Jeongin whispers to Chan.

Your beautiful boyfriend throws his head back and laughs, squeezing his eyes shut tight. Truth be told, he could do that to you by simply existing, but his fingers… there’s something magical about them.

“Wow…” Innie mumbles. “You’ll have to teach me that sometime.”

“How about now?” Chan asks, glancing back at you for approval.

You smirk and nod in response. He knows you love a captivated — consenting — audience.

A rosy color spreads across the maknae’s cheeks, and he instinctively pulls his sweatshirt’s collar up to his nose in an attempt to hide.

“No, I couldn’t. That’s… this… no…” he declares, but he can’t keep his eyes away from your lower body for more than a few seconds, and an occasional twitch in his sweatpants makes it clear he’s not entirely opposed to the idea.

“Come here, I’ll show you,” Chan says, grabbing Innie by the arm and pulling him over to the bed. “You don’t have to touch if you want. Just watch what I do.”

Chan plops down comfortably on the edge between your legs, and Jeongin awkwardly sits on the corner of the mattress.

“It’s mostly about pressure, yeah? Depending on where you are, do you want to massage…” Chan explains, wrapping his fingers around and gently rubbing your ankle. “…or do you want to tease…”

He loosens his grip and drags his fingertips up your shin, to your knee, and back down, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he goes. You thrust upward just a little, yearning for that same touch between your legs.

Chan smiles as you squirm, enjoying his teacher role already. Jeongin’s watching his hyung’s fingertips with intensity, and next thing you know, he’s testing his skills on your other leg.

“Like this?” Innie asks, placing both hands on your sock-clad foot and using his thumbs to massage the base through the cotton. Fingertips drag to your ankle and hook around the sock’s cuff, rolling it down and over your toes and off.

He applies pressure to different spots on the base of your foot, watching your face to see how it feels. Once he passes your heel, he puts his palms to work, too, dragging his big hands up and down the sides of your calf.

“Yeah, nice,” Chan says, smiling approvingly before turning his attention back to you. “You like that, baby?”

“Hmmm….”

It would be hard to not enjoy four hands caressing your legs, but something about Jeongin’s fingers elevates the feeling. Like his big hands could do so much damage, but instead, they’re caressing you gently. And all you can think about is how he could wreck you in so many ways…

You snap back to reality as your boyfriend lifts the hem of your T-shirt to slide his hand up and rub your stomach. Even with everything else going on, his eyes are glued to yours, and that sweet smile is still aimed at you.

“Good so far, sweetheart?” he asks.

“Mhm,” you reply softly between sharp breaths. “You ok?”

“Of course, as long as you’re happy,” Chan replies, then turns to Innie. “Ready for the next step?”

Jeongin doesn’t answer immediately. Honestly, he probably didn’t even hear Chan. He’s staring at your legs so intensely, almost in wonder.

“Oi, Jeongin,” Chan repeats, snapping the fingers of his free hand.

“Oh, yeah, sorry, yeah,” the younger boy answers, shaking his head softly. “What do I do?”

“Go higher,” Chan says matter-of-factly, like this really is just a lesson and you’re the study participant — and Jeongin is his most eager student.

The maknae immediately wraps a hand around your inner thigh, down toward your knee. At Chan’s instruction — an encouraging nod is all he needs — Innie slides his warm hand up and up. Slowly, gently.

The unfamiliar touch has you instinctively pulling your legs closed, but Chan’s comforting touch on your stomach keeps you relaxed. His palm is pressed flat, and his fingers make small circles on your soft skin. His other hand replicates Jeongin’s path and gently squeezes the flesh of your inner thigh.

“Hmm.”

A deep hum vibrates from Innie’s throat, and his hungry eyes are trained on the wet spot on your shorts.

You’ve always wondered if other people can smell your arousal. Chan jokes that he can — “It’s the wolf in me, what can I say?” — but he’s generally full of shit. Regardless of whether or not he can smell it, Jeongin can certainly see it. And the way he’s licking his lips has you convinced he wants to taste it, too.

“Go ahead, Innie,” you say reassuringly. “Touch me, it’s ok.”

And then he does. His fingers slide under your shorts and roughly press into your panties. His sudden movements startle all three of you, and Jeongin’s face burns bright red in embarrassment and he pulls his fingers back into his lap.

“A little too quick,” Chan explains. “Something like that is fine if you’re going hot and heavy, yeah? But for something like this…”

Your boyfriend’s hand presses into your thigh and inches up until his fingertips reach the fabric of your shorts. He runs the damp material between his fingers and lightly bites his lip before speaking again.

“… you want to go slowly. Gentle and loving. Maybe a little teasing,” he says with a wink. “That’s what she likes, anyway. Don’t you baby?”

“I just tolerate it because he enjoys being an ass,” you say to Jeongin, who’s still sitting there with his fingers pressed into his thighs.

“Naur, you love it,” Chan teases back. “You love when I play with you.”

He slides your shorts to the side, just like he did earlier tonight. His thumb slowly runs up and down your folds through your underwear while his other hand resumes its circles on your stomach.

“You love when I do this for you,” he continues. “And I love doing it…”

His thumb presses into you deeper through the soaked cotton. Once the fabric can’t stretch anymore, he pulls back out and feels for your clit. He finds the spot and applies just enough pressure to make you squirm.

“That’s my girl,” Chan hums.

His gaze hasn’t left your face. It’s like he forgot someone else is there at all. Like it’s only you two on the bed, business as usual.

Your boyfriend hooks his thumb under your panties and moves them to the side to touch you. He runs his thumb down the length of your opening, parting your lips to feel inside of you where he can.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” Chan whispers. “How many fingers, how fast.”

The hand on your stomach moves to your cheek and caresses it softly. He shifts his weight on the bed so his face can follow, too. Chan sweetly kisses your forehead, then the tip of your nose, then your lips.

“You have me in the palm of your hand, baby. I’ll do whatever you say.”

He breathes into your mouth, his lips only inches from yours when he speaks. You’d love to answer him, but your brain’s all fuzzy and your tongue wants to taste his teeth.

Hands go to his neck to keep him close while your lips press into his. He somehow knows exactly what you want — he always does — and parts his lips for you. Your tongue runs along the backside of his teeth, then the front, before you close his top lip between your teeth. His tongue joins yours then, and you spend what feels like forever just savoring each other and pouring every ounce of affection into each kiss.

Eventually, he pulls away with a smile spread across his swollen lips. He beams down at you, then turns to Jeongin.

“So, like I said…” he starts. “For something like this, you want to be soft, romantic. Listen to your partner’s body, and do what they like.”

Chan resumes his vertical strokes between your legs and faces you again.

“Most of it is about the buildup, right honey? I haven’t even stuck a finger in you yet.”

“He’s right,” you answer. “He always says such pretty words, sometimes I finish before we even get started.”

Chan smiles wide at your compliment.

“So, we’ve covered foreplay. Now, let’s get to fingering,” Chan says, slipping right back into his insightful teacher role. He lightly tugs on your shorts and continues: “Baby, do you mind?”

“Nope, go ahead.”

“Ok, lift up for me.”

He gently slides your shorts and underwear down your legs and tosses them to the floor. One hand gently rests on your upper thigh while the other settles on your lower abdomen.

“Before you do anything else here, you want to make sure she’s wet enough,” Chan explains. “If you did the first part right, you should be fine, but it’s important to check before doing anything too quickly or roughly.”

Your boyfriend positions a finger at your entrance and looks at you.

“Ready?”

“Mhm,” you reply softly.

One long, bony finger gently slides inside of you and traces circles around your walls.

“This isn’t a great example because she gets really wet — you saw her shorts,” Chan says with a soft chuckle. “But this is a good way to check and see what she’s ready for. Here, you try.”

Chan removes his finger and gestures for Jeongin to use his instead.

“You sure?” he asks nervously. “I don’t wanna…”

“You won’t fuck it up. You didn’t fuck it up last time either,” you speak softly. “How else are you gonna learn, Innie?”

“Ok…”

He speaks hesitantly, but his finger is inside you within seconds. His are even longer than Chan’s and how deep he can reach with minimum effort comes as a surprise, but a good one this time.

You inhale deeply and close your eyes as Jeongin starts to move that finger in and out slowly.

“Good, now go in a circle. That’ll help you gauge how much more you can stretch her right now,” Chan instructs.

Innie does as he’s told and a smirk spreads across his lips.

“I think she’s ready for another,” he says.

“Go ahead then,” Chan urges.

Another long finger slides inside you, and he keeps them pressed together as he moves in and out. A minute or two passes with the same motion, and Chan must see the blank expression on your face, so he offers to help.

“So, now it’s about the technique,” he says, placing a hand on Jeongin’s wrist. “You want to rotate your hand and use your fingers to reach the good spots.”

“The good spots?” Jeongin asks.

“That varies by person, unfortunately,” Chan answers. “Just have to mess around and practice on your partner ‘til you figure out their weaknesses. For example…”

Chan tightens his grip on Innie’s wrist and pulls his hand back a little.

“Bend your fingers,” he instructs.

The younger boy’s fingers are so long, he can’t help but stretch your walls apart when he bends them inside you.

“Ok, now keep them like that…”

Chan slowly directs Jeongin’s fingers forward and back, keeping an eye on your face to determine when he — or Innie, more like — is close. And when you take a soft, sharp breath in, he knows he’s got you.

“And now we add a little rotation…”

He pushes and pulls and twists Innie’s wrist like he’s playing the world’s most gentle round of Bop It.

“Oh…”

That one breathy word brings a huge smile to your boyfriend’s face.

“There, you got it,” he says to Innie, continuing to work his friend’s wrist to make you moan and sigh.

“And when you get more acquainted with their… uh… anatomy, you can target it more,” Chan continues. “May I…?”

He releases his hold on Innie’s wrist and patiently waits his turn. Jeongin slides his fingers out and sits them in his lap delicately, like he’s not sure what to do with them now that they’re covered in you. But you’re not too worried about that, because Chan’s fingers are back inside you now, and he’s rubbing and applying perfect pressure to that spot…

“Oh fuck…” you moan a little louder this time, and he just continues with a determined look on his face.

“I can get her to finish like this, or I could toss in some other techniques…” Chan muses, then pushes down gently on the stubbled skin above your pubic bone. “This increases pressure inside, making her feel more… full, I guess? Is that right, baby?”

“Ahuh, sure,” you answer quickly between sharp breaths.

Your eyes are mostly closed, but you can still see Chan’s confident smirk and watch Innie slowly slide his wet fingers into his mouth when he thinks you’re not looking. Something to tease him for later.

“And, of course,” Chan says, “don’t forget about her clit.”

He adds a third finger and rotates his hand so his palm is at an angle. He places his thumb on your most sensitive area and adjusts so he can press on the little nub directly.

“If you want to keep pressure here, you can’t pull out as far,” he explains. “That’s when you really focus on massaging her g-spot so you can keep your hand steady on her clit.”

He demonstrates with the same level of determination he showed earlier, even biting his lip this time. Jeongin is absolutely entranced next to him.

“And if you’re ready for the grand finale, and you’re comfortable with it, a little dirty talk never hurt anyone…” Chan trails off as he lowers his head down to yours once again, lips pressing softly against the edge of your ear.

“Gonna come for me, baby?” he whispers so only you can hear and increases the pace of his little circles and thrusts.

Your simple “y-yes” is barely audible and sandwiched between moans.

“I love your little sounds. You make the most beautiful noises for me, baby,” he hums as he gently bites your earlobe. “I can’t wait to make you scream later.”

“Chan… I…” you barely manage to utter and open your eyes to signal to your boyfriend that you’re almost there.

And just past him, looking entirely enthralled, sits Jeongin. His hand is gently rubbing your calf again, but you see it before you feel it. It’s like every nerve in your body relocated to between your thighs, and they’re all ticking time bombs.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl for me, baby,” Chan praises as he continues his work and uses his free hand to stroke your hair. “Come for me.”

And you do. Gently, but loudly. Your body manages to remain still for the most part, but your chest rises and falls erratically while your moans and sighs fight for release against your lungs that desperately need oxygen.

You grip a handful of Chan’s hair and pull, and he just giggles and lets you guide his head to your chest. He listens to your heart pound with a sweet smile on his face as you ride this out.

The high doesn’t last too long, and aside from a tiny ringing in your ears, you’re back to normal in under 30 seconds. You open your eyes again to see the two of them staring down at you before Chan turns his attention to Jeongin.

“So, there you have it. Any questions?”

The younger boy looks like he’s doing math in his pretty head as he speaks: “… no, not right now.”

You can’t help but laugh at his bewilderment. It’s like he just saw a magic trick.

“Well, if you don’t mind then,” Chan says, facing you again. “I’m about to start my masterclass, so…”

“Oh, yeah, of course,” Jeongin answers, snapping out of the trance and standing up from the edge of the bed. “Thank you, thank you both.”

He turns and heads for the door as your boyfriend leans down to kiss your lips and pull the comforter up over you. The two of them meet where the bedroom becomes the hallway and Chan opens the door.

“Let me know if you have any questions after you… practice,” he says with an exaggerated wink.

“Oh, I will,” Innie replies and steps into the hallway. As he heads back to the common space, Chan swears he hears him mumble, “Seungmin’s gonna lose his mind…”

Your boyfriend slowly closes and locks the bedroom door and pads back toward the bed.

“I think our little lesson is about to become big news,” Chan says as he slides into bed next to you.

“Honestly, that’s fine,” you answer sweetly. “I’m sure whoever they sleep with will thank us later.”

Chan shifts to lie on his side and wraps an arm around your waist. He smiles widely at you, displaying those gorgeous dimples.

“Guess we should practice our material for the next class then, yeah?” he whispers as he slides his hand down once again.

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[sluttywonwoo]

no nut november — i.n (loser #2)

pairing: yang jeongin x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (18+), dry humping, messing around with clothes on

a/n: part of @gimmeurtmi and i's collab <3

word count: 2.9k

To say you were suspicious when Minho approached you at the surprise birthday party Jisung threw for him (over a week late) would be an understatement. He was one of the friends who would only come to you when he needed something, and you assumed this time was no different. 

“Happy birthday?” you offer, wondering if that’s what he was expecting. 

He’s unfazed by your greeting in the form of a question and just smiles, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans. 

“Thanks.”

You stare at him for a moment, waiting for him to get to whatever it was he wanted from you but he stares right back with that stupid grin of his.

“So, um, were you surprised?” 

“Not really. Hannie talks in his sleep and he crashed while we were watching a movie together the other night. But hey, anyway, you like Jeongin, right?”

You’d have whiplash by now if you weren’t so used to Minho’s abrupt subject changes. This one, however, did manage to catch you a bit off guard. 

“Of course I do. He’s a good friend.”

“But you like him as more than a friend.” He wasn’t asking, he was stating. 

You blink, stunned. “Wh- I don’t-”

“Come on, don’t play dumb. I can see the way you look at him when you think no one’s paying attention.”

Well fuck. If Minho of all people had noticed your crush on Jeongin, who else knew? Did Jeongin know? Did everybody know?

“Relax, I'm not going to tell him,” he continues when he sees the look on your face. That wasn’t necessarily what you were worried about but good to know nonetheless. He sneaks a look at the younger member from across the room as he talks. “I just thought that you should know that he likes you too.”

“What? How do you know that?”

“You know I’m like one of his best friends, right?

“I-I mean, yeah, but...”

“And we live together, he literally never shuts up about you,” Minho adds. He raises his eyebrows expectantly but you don’t say anything. You don’t know what to say. “You don’t believe me?”

“No, it’s not that I don’t believe you… it’s just, why are you telling me?”

Minho shrugs. “Think of it as a favor.” 

“Since when have you done anyone a favor?”

“Ouch.”

“I’m serious,” you insist warily. “You’re acting weird. Why are you suddenly so invested in me and Jeongin? You have to have some kind of stake in this.”

Minho sighs and drops his head, which confirms your suspicions. “Okay, fine. Here’s the deal...”

Jeongin’s pleasantly surprised when you approach him at Minho’s birthday party. You’re one of his good friends but it’s rare that the two of you ever spend time alone together. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, he just gets so nervous around you. He can barely get a word out when you’re in the room, which is why when he sees you making your way across the room he prays for strength and holds his breath. 

“Hey,” you say casually, sliding into the seat next to him, and Jeongin feels his heart rate pick up almost immediately. “Bored already?”

Jeongin chuckles. “What gave it away?”

“Well, you’re sitting over here all by yourself. It wasn’t very hard to guess.”

“Yeah, I guess I should mingle more,” he sighs and puts his hands on his knees to push himself up.

“Wait, but not now! I just got here.”

Jeongin’s half-relieved he doesn’t have to move from his spot, half-panicked because now he’s forced to have this one on one conversation with you. He started sweating the minute you walked in the door how the fuck was he supposed to get through this in one piece. 

“Oh, right, sorry.”

“Did you get Minho a birthday present?” you ask, thankfully skirting right past Jeongin trying to ditch you. 

He nods. “I did.”

“What’d you get him?”

“It’s a secret.”

“You didn’t get him anything, did you?”

“Would you believe me if I said it was in the mail?”

“No.”

“I forgot,” Jeongin admits sheepishly. “I always get the guys birthday gifts after the fact. I’m terrible at that stuff.”

“You can just add your name to mine, if you want,” you offer. “People group us together all the time anyway.”

“Wha- they do?” 

“Yeah, you know like whenever I show up at the dorms the boys are always like ‘Jeongin’s in his room’, ‘Jeongin will be right out’. ‘Jeongin isn’t here right now, I thought he’d be with you’. Do they not say that stuff to you?”

“Uh, no. Not really.” 

Probably because they all know about his giant fucking crush on you. 

“Oh.” 

You sound disappointed. Fuck. How does he always manage to put his foot in his mouth? 

“I mean, because they just tease me right in front of you anyway.”

“They just like giving you a hard time,” you reason. 

“So you’re on their side now?”

You crook an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize there were sides.”

“There are.”

“Then I’m on your side, obviously.”

“Really?” 

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Cause you’re friends with all of us, not just me.”

“Yeah, but you’re my favorite.”

Jeongin isn’t sure if he totally believes you but he’s elated regardless. He beams at you. 

“You’re my favorite too.”

-

He doesn’t know why, but after Minho’s birthday party, things between him and you feel different. The next time he sees you is on that Saturday, the fifth. You come over for game night like you do every weekend, and you take your spot next to Jeongin as usual. Everything seems normal. But it isn’t. Jeongin can feel it in the stiffness of your posture, in the nervous tapping of your foot against the hardwood floor. 

The night progresses as smoothly as any other game night, with Jeongin losing every single one, but he can’t shake the feeling that something’s off. 

You’re not mad at him, he knows that. You still laugh at his dumb jokes, you still let him cheat off of you, both good signs. 

When Felix calls for a break, Jeongin takes the opportunity to lean over and check in. 

“Are you okay?” he asks. 

You jump in your seat a little like you hadn’t been expecting him to address you, which was fair because he was usually too much of a coward to, and turn to face him. “Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine.”

“Just fine?”

“Yup. Just fine.”

“Not good?”

“Neither good, nor bad,” you say with a shrug. 

“Why? Is something wrong?”

You open your mouth to answer but Felix’s voice from the kitchen cuts you off as he calls out to suggest that the group of you watch a movie instead of finishing the game of Uno you were currently playing.

“You never want to watch movies,” Hyunjin says, scrunching his face in confusion. 

“Yeah, you’re only suggesting that because you’re losing!” Seungmin adds.

Felix comes into the room, hands on his hips, and lips pursed. “Do you want to watch How to Train Your Dragon or not?”

-

Seven and a half minutes later, you’re all on the couch watching Hiccup struggle with his daddy issues. Jeongin didn’t have much say in the matter but you had seemed eager to watch the movie so obviously he was… also eager. To watch the movie. 

A lot of the guys’ girlfriends were over so you asked Jeongin to share a blanket with you, seeing as there were only so many to go around. 

He agrees, of course, even though he isn’t cold. If anything, he’s overly warm. He hopes you can’t feel the heat radiating from his body. 

It’s hard to focus on the movie with you so close, not that he was really interested in it in the first place, but then you snuggle close to Jeongin and rest your head on his shoulder and his brain short circuits. You must feel his body tense because you sit back up immediately after, frowning. 

“No, you can lay back down,” Jeongin insists, going as far as craning his neck in the opposite direction to give you more room. 

“I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” you mumble. 

“Why would I be uncomfortable?” he asks.

“Because you’re being all weird.”

“I’m not-”

“Hey, you two,” Jisung hisses from the other couch, “could you keep it down? Some of us are trying to watch the movie.”

Jeongin apologizes and you shift away from him, crossing your arms over your chest. He’s really done it now. He tries to remedy the situation by scooting closer but you don’t even look at him. 

From across the room, Jeongin makes eye contact with Minho, who gives him a look as if to say what the fuck are you doing? 

Minho’s been trying to get Jeongin to make a move on you for months now, claiming to be tired of listening to him pine over you from afar, but Jeongin knows his friend really just wants him to be happy, put himself out there and all that. Minho’s been especially insistent ever since the eight of them made that stupid bet. He’s somehow under the impression that if Jeongin tells you how he feels it’ll eliminate him as competition. But for that to happen, you would have to like him back. 

He doubts he’ll win No Nut November anyway, girlfriend or not. Hell, half the reason he acts so strange around you is because he’s using up all of his energy trying not to get hard. All you have to do is smile at him and his dick will twitch in his pants. In fact, he knows tonight after you go home he’ll just lay in bed, hard and aching with thoughts of you as he wills his cock to soften on its own. 

But at least he wouldn’t be the first loser. Jisung made sure of that by losing on the second day of the month. Everyone saw it coming. 

Jeongin’s pulled from his thoughts by the sound of you yawning. 

“Are you tired?” he asks softly, not wanting to get scolded by his members for talking again.

“A little.”

“Do you want to lay down in my room? You could stay the night if you want, I know it’s getting late.”

“That’d be great, Innie, thanks.” You smile sleepily at him and reach for his hand. “Will you come with me? I don’t want to go by myself, I’d feel weird.”

Jeongin nods, brain going on autopilot as he takes your hand and leads you to his bedroom. No one questions where the two of you are going, either too engrossed in the movie to notice, or too uninterested to care. 

You flop down on his bed as soon as the door’s shut behind you. Jeongin chuckles. 

“Make yourself comfortable.”

“I will,” you hum. 

Despite the fact that the two of you don’t spend much time together, it isn’t uncommon for you to end up in Jeongin’s bed. He offers it to you whenever you decide to stay over because he doesn’t want you driving yourself home if you’re tired or if you’ve been drinking. He always takes the couch even though you’ve pointed out that his bed is big enough for the both of you. He doesn’t trust himself not to embarrass himself if he were to entertain the idea. 

“I know you wore jeans tonight so you can borrow something of mine to sleep in if you want.”

“Oh, that’s okay. I can just sleep in my underwear,” you say as you start to unzip your pants. “Unless that bothers you?”

Jeongin’s eyes widen at the sight and he spins on his heel to face the wall and give you privacy. 

“N-no, that’s fine,” he squeaks out. 

“You don’t have to turn away, Jeongin. It’s not like I’m a stranger.”

He ignores you and only turns back around once he hears you slide underneath the covers, knowing that he’d instantly get hard if he did any sooner. 

“I know, I just... uh, let me know if you need anything else,” he says and heads for the door. 

“Wait,” you call after him. “Won’t you stay with me?”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” he says slowly. 

You huff in frustration and throw back the covers. “I-I don’t understand. I should have never listened to Minho-”

“Minho? What’s Minho got to do with this?”

You look guilty all of the sudden, and Jeongin’s drops as his brian conjures up every possible scenario that involves you and Minho talking about him. None of them are good. 

“Y/n?” he prompts again. 

“He told me that he knew I had feelings for you and that you had feelings for me too, and then he told me about that idiotic bet you all made and tried to get me in on it, I guess to seduce you or something? But obviously he doesn’t know what he’s talking about because you don’t even like me!”

It’s entirely too much information for Jeongin’s brain to process at once. All he can focus on is that you have feelings for him??? 

“You have feelings for me?” he asks, dumbfounded. 

“Did you listen to anything else I just said?” you huff. 

“Not really.”

“Yes, I’ve had a big fat crush on you for forever now, thanks for noticing.”

“Really?”

“Really. Are you going to make me say it again?”

“I kind of want to,” Jeongin admits, finally feeling brave enough to approach you on his bed. 

“That’s mean.”

“Why? I have a crush on you too, silly.”

You blink in surprise. “What?”

“Minho wasn’t messing with you. He was right.”

“You like me?”

“How could I not?”

“You have a funny way of showing it,” you scoff. 

Jeongin rolls his eyes at you and pouts. “You just make me nervous, okay? I can’t function around a pretty girl.”

“You think I’m pretty?”

He nods and takes your hand. “The prettiest.”

He’s not sure who makes the next move, probably you, but then you’re kissing. Your arms are wrapped around Jeongin’s neck, pulling him down close to you as he slips his tongue into your mouth. Clumsily, he climbs onto the bed with you and slots himself in between your legs, moaning into your mouth a little when his hand brushes against your bare thigh. 

You already sound breathy and desperate for him and it spurs him on further, hips grinding into you instinctively. He’s practically fully hard in his sweats, there’s no way you can’t feel it, but you don’t seem to mind. If anything, it turns you on even more. 

You’re the first to break away, though, pushing on Jeongin’s chest to put more distance between you. “Wait, wait, the bet! Don’t you want to win?”

He doesn’t even need to think about it. “Fuck the bet.”

Jeongin kisses you again, letting his hands travel beneath your shirt and up to your tits. He traces your curves, outlining each one, before moving down to your underwear. It seems that you have a similar train of thought because you reach for the waistband of his pants at the same time, but he stops you with a sheepish grin. 

“This is really embarrassing, but I haven’t jerked off in like a week so I won’t last long.”

You smile against his lips. “It’s okay, Innie. We can just go again if you cum too fast. We have all the time in the world now.”

The assurance is all he needs to relax. You begin to palm him over his sweats and it becomes very apparent to Jeongin that he’s going to cum way faster than he wants to. He whines, actually whines, and bucks his hips into your hand. 

“Shhh, the others are still outside,” you remind him. 

“S-sorry.”

You giggle and pull him in for another kiss as he fumbles for the waistband of your panties, wanting to make you feel good too. He dips his thumb beneath the fabric, lower and lower until you’re moaning and arching your back off the bed. 

“Fuck, yeah, just like that,” you whisper. 

Jeongin keeps his thumb on your clit, rubbing slow circles, while he works the rest of his hand into your underwear. He figures that if he can’t make you cum on his cock, his fingers will have to do. He’s been told that he has nice hands on more than one occasion, and he’s gotten good reviews from partners in the past, so it’s kind of like a failsafe for him. 

“Shit, you’re wet,” Jeongin breathes.

“Do you believe I like you now?”

For some reason, that’s what does it for him. He shudders and falls forward into you as he cums in his pants. 

“Oh god, sorry, sorry,” he groans. 

There’s so much of it too, it seeps through the material of his sweatpants and onto your hand and he’s mortified.

“Don’t be sorry, baby,” you soothe, rubbing his back as he comes down. “You told me it was going to happen, I expected it.”

“But still.”

“It really isn’t a big deal, Innie. If anything, I think it’s hot that I have that effect on you. And you can go again right?”

He nods eagerly. “Yes! Yeah, just give me like, ten minutes.”

You laugh and pet his hair. “Well in that case, I can think of a lot of things we can do in ten minutes, can’t you?”

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[singsangseung]

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Hi besties! I am bringing you the first installment of my Valentine’s Day collab with @numberonejeonginstan! This idea has been festering in my head and i am a little too excited to bring it to fruition! 

Summary: Hard launching your relationship with Chan was always in the plan……but not this way

Warnings: taking of a sexual picture that gets uploaded on chan’s instagram, rough sex, multiple rounds, dirty talk, fingering, unprotected sex( doo not!), creampie, reader is a tease, Afab!reader, hair pulling, slightly traumatizing the band mates( you’ll see and I am sorry), mention of JYP( NOT SEXUAL AND AGAIN IM SORRY), Chan being on the phone with jyp while fucking you senseless, degradation, mention of spitting, dacryphilia 

!!MDNI!!, BLANK OR AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKES!!

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2 years, that is how long you and Chan have been together. Shockingly, you had managed to keep your relationship well hidden and away from the public eye. 

Two happy years of blissful memories and tear jerking earth shattering orgasms. Naturally, you loved being able to gatekeep a side of him that only you knew. The side of him where he pulled your hair and spat in your mouth calling you his “dirty little secret,” his “pretty little cumslut.” 

But, he also had a sweet side, when in the bedroom.  Some days, he would hold your hands, your ankles settled on his slender waist ( right above his plump juicy voluptuous ass) as he so gingerly, sensually, precisely rolled his hips into yours. Those nights you were his angel, his pretty girl. 

As much as you loved keeping your relationship a secret, you both knew that eventually you would post or release a statement about your long term relationship or one of you, probably Chan, would slip up and word would spread like wild fire.

That’s when you came up with the idea of a post, a simple captured image of the two of you that would announce your relationship to the public world. Dating an idol was hard, but you and Chan had lasted two years already, even through all the dating rumors— Chan and Jimin— and tours, promotions, schedules, late nights in the studios.

So, you ,being the ever gracious partner you are, mentioned it to Chan. “Baby, why don’t we just post something to announce us?” You perched, curled against his chest one night in bed. “A post? Where, my love?” He yawned out, placing a soft kiss to your hair.

“Your instagram. The caption doesn’t;t have to be anything magnificent, and neither does the picture. Just something to say ‘ hey i have a partner.” You mumbled, your manicured fingernails tracing shaped along his defined chest. 

“Baby, are you sure?” He felt uncertain. It was so public, and once it was on the internet, it could never be removed. It was permanent. Gazing up at him , you nodded, “yeah. It doesn’t have to be some super spectacular picture, channie. Just us, it doesn’t even have to fully show our faces,” you consoled, sensing that he wasn’t too keen on the idea. 

But ……he was a little too keen…..and had sinister ideas in his head

That’s what got you to where you are now. Chan had completely stripped you and himself of all layers of clothing except underwear. Your sleek black push up bra and an accompanying thong–that was ruined by how wet you were– and his black Calvin klein boxers–that were holding his painfully hard dick. 

“S-so wet chan, please,baby.” You mewled out, feeling yet another surge of wetness ooze from your cunt. “Oh? You're so wet and I haven't even done anything yet,doll?” He teased, with a seductive lilt in his voice and tilt of his head. 

Laying on the bed, you drew your eyes closed and hissed as you felt the slight chap and plushness of his lips sucking at the juncture of your jaw and neck. “A-ah Chan. Fuck, so good,” you whined, your hands finding purchase at the hairs resting at the base of hips neck, pulling and tugging.

Little did you know, Chan had secretly grabbed his phone and snapped a picture of him sucking your neck. The picture only showing the lower half of your face. 

That was what he was going to post

Chuckling, Chan bit his teeth into the skin, hard enough to draw a hickey to the surface of what was your paled skin. “Yeah? Feels so good, honey? Bet your poor cunt is so drippy and wet for me, huh?” All you could do was nod your head quickly, as he slithered his hand down the plane of your torso and into your thong. 

“Poor doll, so fucking wet. You want my fingers?” Chan chuckled, leaning his head in to suck another hickey onto your skin. “Yes, yes please. Hhhnnnngggggg-fuck- please.” The words fumbled out of your mouth. Rubbing his calloused fingers along the slit of your cunt, he pressed them against your clit causing your body to jerk and your head to roll back.

“Oh my fuuck! Chan chan please,” you had all but managed to whine out before he rubbed brazen harsh circles and finger 8s on your clit. “Please what, doll? I'm giving you my fingers.” He laughed,haughtily. He knew what he was doing and he also knew he could make you cum from just rubbing your clit. 

As good as his fingers on your clit felt, and trust me it was good, you needed more. Closing your eyes, your hips bucked up and you cried. “Please more more! Hhhnnnngggggg! Want them in me, please chan!” You cried, hot tears of pleasure rolling down the plump apples of your cheeks. 

Chan loved seeing you cry when he was making you feel so good. It was one of his favorite sights, something he could write a song about. Hell, he already did but it was going to be unreleased.

With a dark chuckle, his fingers let up on your clit and he used his other hand to grab onto the fabric of your thong and pull it down your thighs. “Fuck, doll. So fucking wet. Poor cunt is all drippy for me.” He groaned out, once he saw the clear sticky string of your nectar connecting itself to your thong.

How could you not be wet? You bit your lit harshly and spread your legs further, feeling the pads of his fingers pressing at the entrance of your cunt. “Ah-ah! Fuck! So wet for you, channie!” You cried out, feeling his lips connect themselves with yours as he pushed 2 of his fingers into the wet walls of your cunt. 

“Yeah? Does that feel good?” He breathed against your lips, slowly building a rhythm as he pumped his bulbous fingers into your cunt. “Pretty cunt sucked my fingers right in, doll.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips. Shuddering, you let out a ragged breath and moan, to which he swallowed both. 

“Yes, yes. Hhhhnnnngggg feels so good, channie. Love your fingers!” You choked out, your breathing ragged as your chest rise and fell quickly. “Yeah?like my fingers, doll? Do they fill you up?” He snickered, the pace of his finger's quickening.

Soon enough, he was alternating between harsh pumps, slowed drags and just pressing on your g-spot with small vibrations. It was delicious, delirious and addictive. 

Going back to his fast harsh pumps, the palm of his hand was smacking against your clit with every push in. You were close, the coil of your orgasm tightening with every passing second. “Fuck fuck fuck! Channie! Close, close, ‘m gonna cum!” You sobbed, chest heaving and your legs fidgeting. 

Spitting into your mouth, chan fastened his pace and held your hips down. “Yeah? Wanna be a good little cumslut and soak my fucking fingers? Do it, do it so I can fuck you full of my big cock, doll.”

At that, the coil snapped and your vision went white. “Yeeeeeeesss! Hhhnngggg-fuck fuck fuck! Cumming!” You choked in broken sobs, your orgasm ripping through your body as you soaked his fingers. 

“Good girl, that's my good girl. Soaking my fingers like a dirty slut.” He cooed, venomously. Pulling his fingers out of your cunt, he pushed his boxers down as he hard and dripping cock sprang free. 

“All fours, doll.” He told you, which you somehow managed to hear. “Fuck, okay.” You whimpered, raising yourself into your limbs even though your arms collapsed, leaving only your ass in the air.

“Look at you. Offering that sweet cunt to me,” he chuckled, swiping his red and leaking cock head through your slit. “Please, channie. In me- need -” was all you managed to get out before he was pushing his cock in to the hilt. 

On the typical day, he would inch his cock into you. Sometimes even going as far as to count out each and every inch of his deliciously long, girthy, veiny cock. Hissing out, through bated breaths. “One inch in, doll. Stretching out so pretty around my big fucking cock.” The groans and grunts falling into the air, through his plump lips, into the room whose air smelt of pure unadulterated debauchery and sex. He’d inch another in, the grip your velvet walls on his girth almost suffocating.” Two in, doll. Fuck me.” Another inch, practically half way there. It felt never ending. But, when all 7 and half inches of his cock were sheathed in the warm, hot, suffocating,soft walls of your pussy it felt as if you didn’t know where you started and Chan ended.

At the moment, the base of his pelvis and his neatly trimmed pubic hairs were pressed so hotly smug against the crack of your ass. Slowly, he drew his hips back, eyes almost rolling to the back of his skull as a wet squelch sound echoed along the walls. As slowly as he withdrew his hips, he plunged his cock back into you. “Hnnnng! Oh my fuck! Channie!” You hiccuped, the breathing knocked out of your chest, at the force and precision of his thrust. 

“Fuuuuuuck, me. Pussy is so fucking wet, doll. What, does it get you hot and bothered all creamy in your pathetic little thong to know the world knows you belong to me?” He seethed, his breathing ragged. Picking up his pace, his hips snapped against yours, thus leaving a wet ring of  your arousal at the base of his cock. The most you were capable of doing was gripping the bed sheets around you and crying out in sheer, earth shattering pleasure. “Hnnnnngggg! A-ah-ah! Oh my god!” 

Yes. Yes it did, get you all hot, bothered and creamy to know the world was aware of your relationship—well not yet, at least.

“God can’t help you, doll. Now answer my question.”he barked, only continuing the brutal pummeling of his cock into the warm cavern that was your cunt. Smack. One sharp slap delivered to your ass cheeks, for each passing second you didn’t answer his question. “Answer the fucking question doll!”

Through your cries and hiccups, you nodded your head, feeling yourself get floaty. “Yes! Yes-fuck! Yes, I like knowing the world knows you’re mine and-“ another sharp thrust, his red mushroom cockhead bullying your g-spot. “Yes, it -fuuuuuck- it makes me hot and bothered and so fucking wet!”

While you lay there taking whatever Chan gave you, Chan reached to his bedside table to grab his phone. Opening the instagram app, he clicked the ‘make a new post’ button and threw the phone by your head. “I bet you fucking do, doll.” Snap, his pelvis collided against the swell of your ass, your ass cheeks rippling from the force. “Go ahead, post that fucking picture we took, doll. Let everyone know, I’m taken.” He sneered, a venomous laugh tumbling from his lips as his pace went from hard and brutal to deep and precise rolls. 

Incredulously, you peeked your eyes open, throwing a semi-horrified but mostly shocked face at him. “What!? Post the- hhhngg fuck I’m close- picture?! Are you fucking crazy, Chan!?” You argued, your eyes rolling back, as he punctuated his rolls to hit your g-spot with every punch in. Bending over your back, he sucked a hickey on the sweet spot behind your ear.  Chuckling, he panted, “yeah, crazy for you. Crazy in love with you crazy for this sweet fucking cunt.” He kissed the back of your neck, snapping his hips against yours.

Well. It’s his idea. 

Biting your lip, you moaned and took his phone into your hands, selecting the photo of you two. His plump luscious lips sucking the juncture of your neck and jaw. It was erotic, to say the leases, and definitely confirmed that Chan was in fact in a relationship. Swiping through the motions, you arched your ass into chan’s hips. “Fuck me, Chan. What should the caption be?”

02.14 

Valentine’s Day . This would be your third Valentine’s Day together. Each previous one being celebrated with lavish gifts, romantic candlelit dinners, making love

Which is a stark contrast to your current day. The feeling of chan’s hips ramming against yours, his mushroom cockhead leaking precum as he precisely hit your g-spot, the stretch of his cock in the tightness of your walls( no matter how many times you’d made love and fucked), the sounds of his groans and grunts. 

It was the polar opposite of your past shared valentines days. Chan could tell you were getting close. Man, he always knew. The way your warm wet walls would suffocate his cock in its vice like grip, leaking even more arousal to build at the thigh base of his cock wetting his pubic hair.  

Your breathing becomes shallow and broken with your desperate cries and begs and what he calls “pathetic princess pleas” for him to let you cum. Of course, he always did.

But, he had a little trick up his sleeve.

Sucking your earlobe into his mouth, he could feel every pulse and clench of your cunt as he bullied and abused your cunt with his ,magnificent, cock. “Hhhhhnnggggg!oh my fuuuuck! Chan Chan Chan,” you spilled, eyes clenching, the begs pouring from you like a faucet.

Cute. He thought it was cute. His own orgasm was creeping up on him, his balls full of hot thick cum waiting to be painting your walls. “I know, doll. But …..I need you to do one thing,for me,okay.” 

His rolls and thrusts and the gyrations of his hips never stopped, all the while. “Fuck-yes yes! Anything,channie! I’ll do anything, just let me cum please! I’m so close.” You cried, hot tears rolling down your cheeks as your throat burned from the amount of use it was going through.

“Post it,” he breathed into your ear. Post it? Post what— fuck. You had completely forgot about the post; that was to be uploaded on his instagram. That very instagram where he posted ‘boyfriend coded’ pictures that were taken by you. The instagram that had 7.1 MILLION followers— some of them being his own band members. 

The pleasure full abuse of his dick on your pussy had made you forget the post. The picture captioned a simple yet effective ‘02.14,’ “post it…..post it and I’ll give you my load, pump you full until you’re leaking and gasping for air, doll.” Chan slyly smiled down at your shaking form. Nodding, you shakily grabbed his phone, unlocking it with your Face ID; yes you had Face ID on his phone. 

With all the strength you could muster, your orgasm about to rip you to shreds and wreak havoc on your body, you hit the button. Posted. You cried, and curled your toes, hot cries leaving your body as you flashed him the screen, his post showing on the feed. 

Crying, your body seized and spammed, the hot white release pulling your body to the brink of reality. Damn was this orgasm strong. “Aaaaaggghhhhh! Hnnnggggg, fuck! I’m cumming fuck,Chan! Your vision was white, your release thoroughly coating the entirety of his cock. You came a lot. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of announcing your relationship in such an erotic way or the way Chan was fucking you so addicting lay well or both. 

Probably both.

“Fuck. Good fucking girl. Take my load, like the good doll you are.” He groaned, fully bottomed out as spurt after spurt and ribbon after ribbon of his viscous hot cum filled your walls. “Yeeaahhhhh. Taking your boyfriend’s cum after posting that picture. My good girl,he spat, a tinge of venom laced in his husky voice. 

Regaining your breathing, you collapsed on the bed, Chan collapsing by your side.”wow……..happy Valentine’s Day,baby.” He smiled, placing a kiss to your hair. “Wow, indeed. Happy Valentine’s Day,my channie.” You giggled, still out of breath. “Can’t believe we just hard launched our relationship,” you giggled out, suddenly remembering the post.

He chuckled and nodded, “I know..what do you think they’ll say.” Oh boy did people have a lot to say, you knew they would and you didn’t need to check the post. But, you hadn’t even checked instagram yet. His phone had been tossed somewhere on the bed when he came and yours was charging on your nightstand. That and the fact that your body had been practically turned into a pile of mush and goo with the way Chan was giving it to you. You were just too lazy. 

Pulling you into his side, he placed a delicate kiss on your temple. “Kinda feels good to be out about it, though.” That was true, you wouldn’t have to be so secretive, always hiding and being cautious and careful about being seen together in public. “Agreed, channie. It feels nice, but i know you and you’ll still be flirting with stays on the bubble. “You laughed, patting his toned chest with your hand. “What? I don’t flirt, with them.” 

Lies. Lies lies lies. Lies and he knows it. “Oh shut it, mister “teasing mrs.Bahng is what i live for,” You snorted, the recollection of his bubble messages playing through your head. 

The atmosphere had made a 180 degree turn, hearing the familiar ring of his phone. “Huh?Who could be calling me?” He mumbled, sitting up and perching himself on the foot of the bed, checking the caller ID.

JYP PD-nim

Shit. Fuck. Damn it. Shitting bricks. Crying. Throwing up. That was how he felt. You could sense the change of his mood, by the way his eyebrows rose and he cleared his throat. Raising your eyebrows, you crawled until you were sitting behind him letting your cheek rest against his toned and muscular back. 

“Hi, JYP pd-nim.” He chuckled out nervously. Oh fuck……it was his boss. “Hello, Bang Chan. I saw your recent post.” He replied, dryly. Uh oh. “I-I’m so sorry, pd-him. I’m- I don’t know how to even explain it,” Chan stuttered out.

All of a sudden, a devilish idea popped in your head. Mess with him. Resting your cheek on his back, you slid your hands around his front and guided them around his chest. What were you doing, he thought. He was literally on the phone with his boss, for fucks sake. And you want to play games with him?

Dangerous. A dangerous game indeed. “Well, Bang Chan, I will have to release a formal statement and apology,” JYP sounded through the phone. His voice was calm but Chan's voice wouldn’t be. Slowly, you meticulously dragged your hands down to his softening cock. “I- i understand, pd-him.” He admonished, slightly choking on his saliva when your soft hands wrapped around his girth.

Muting the phone, he turned to you. “Yeah! What the fuck are you doing? I'm talking to my boss. Sit on your pretty ass and behave!” Chan barked at you, causing a gush of wetness to escape from your cunt, as you slowly jerked his cock.“ What if i don’t want to?” You giggled. Oh, you were in for it. RIP your pussy, again.

“Hello? Bang Chan are you still there? This is a very important conversation.” You could hear the words come from the speaker, your chin on chan’s shoulder as your lips sucked love bites into his tanned skin. “Yes! Yes, i’m here pd-nim.” He replied, swatting your thigh in warning.

A warning you did not heed, only fastening your hand causing a dribble of precum to spill from the slit of his now hard, again, cock.  Choking back a groan, he covered it with a cough and a “sorry, my throat is a little dry.” Another lie. Softly, you giggled and watched as his breathing hitched and he panicked. 

The conversation continued, as did your teasing. Your manicured fingernails leave scratches on his chest, as your body pressed against his back. He was going to snap, soon. “Listen to your boss, channie.” The whisper crossed his ears, as your lips were against the shell of his right ear.

Oh, he had enough of you and your games. Squishing the phone between his ear and shoulder, he turned to you and pressed you into the mattress. Once he muted the call, he pushed your legs into a mating press. “Wanna be a naughty doll and play games, huh? Well, I’ve had enough,’ and with that he was pushing his cock into your cunt and setting a brutal pace. 

Unmuting the call, JYP was still going on about what if dispatch put an article out, that some stay are young and impressionable, he should’ve talked to JYP about confirming your relationship to the public. 

At the moment, it was falling on Chan’s deaf ears.  he knew this was an important conversation which he should’ve been present in, paying attention because the post was suggestive and slightly erotic and could have big implications. Yes he should have been paying attention to what his boss  was saying.

But, how could he when your cunt was sucking him in and was so tight and snug around him, especially when he had fucked you not even 10 minutes ago? He couldn’t.  What was JYP going to do, anyways? Fire Chan? No, not in a million years. Put him on a hiatus? Shit, that’s mean he’d get to spend more time with you and fuck you more. He wouldn’t be complaining.

“Hello? Hello? Bang Chan?” He heard in one year, the wet squelches of his cock driving into your cunt playing through his other ear. With foxish eyes, you bit your lip. Moans and pants falling from your lips. “Aaaaah…hhhnnggg. So good, channie. More, give me more.”

If more was what you wanted then more was what you would get. Delivering a harsh thrust, his cock was fully bottomed out in you as he withdrew a couple inches. Pushing back in, his cockhead was fully pressing around your g-spot. He knew its location so well. “Yeah? Like that, doll?” He chuckled, his boss still spilling words about the post and blah blah blah.

In all honesty, Chan couldn’t care less. But you wanted to poke the bear some more. “Chan-ah. Pay attention to him,” you breathlessly giggled, feeling your toes curl. Your second orgasm of the night approaching. “Pay attention? How can I pay attention when your tight little pussy is sucking me in, doll?” He punctuated his question with a hard thrust.

“Ah! ah ah fuck,channie!” You moaned, reaching up to tug on his ebony hair. He had a point. If you were on the phone while he was balls deep inside you, you definitely wouldn’t have been able to pay attention. “See, doll? Can’t pay attention when you feel so good around me,” he chuckled out, his lush lips pressing against the swells of your breasts. 

“Chan-fuck! It’s your boss,” you helplessly cried, as he only continued to delve and plow his cock into you. “No, just focus on us, doll. I know you want to cum again. And i know you want me to fill you up again, yeah?” He chided, phone still tucked between his ear and shoulder. 

Rolling your eyes back, you nodded. Damn, he was right that you wanted him to fill you again and that you wanted to cum again. “I can feel you getting close. Your little cunt is all gushy and squeezing me, doll. Give me one more,baby.” He coerced, rolling his hips into your, your thighs perched high on his. “I know you want to,” and damn did you.

As close as you were, you needed just a touch more, a nudge, a push. Something, but you couldn’t put your tongue on it. Tongue. That was what you needed. “Moaning, you pulled Chan down for a hot kiss. Immediately, your tongues fought for dominance. 

That beloved second orgasm was getting closer and closer. “I can tell you want to cum. Come on baby, one more.” Chan breathed in your mouth. His lips swallowed each and every one of your cries, pants, hiccups, pleas. Tearfully, you cried into his mouth, hands pulling his hair. “Right there, I’m right there. Fuck! Hhhnnnggggg channie!” You pleaded, your muscles spamming and twitching again as your back arched from where it laid on your bed. 

“Let go for me doll. Soak me good and I’ll fill you up.” He bargained, the pace in his rolls and thrusts faltering. His own second orgasm on the brink of grasping his conscience. He couldn’t hold out much longer, so he reached a hand to rub quick calculated circles on your clit. 

 “I-hng! Fuuuuck! Yes yes, like that! I’m gonna cum!” You wailed, sobbing as your head tipped back and the band of your orgasm snapped. For the second time that night, your vision went white and your body was made mush. Pliable for whatever Chan wished.

But, all he wished was to cum in you, fill you with his seed. And that was exactly what he did. Pinching his eyes shut, his hips staggered before stilling against your own. “Yeeeeah, taking my cum again. Juuuust like that, squeezing my cock so good.” He groaned out,voice husky and raspy.  He came a lot, leaking out of your abused hole and onto the bedding below your now sweaty bodies. 

Those sheets were absolutely ruined, but it wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last. 

Cynically, Chan unmuted the phone call and held his phone to you. “Want to say hi to JYP pd-nim, doll?”

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 1

Pairing: 3Racha x reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: 18+, Suggestive Themes, Swearing

Word Count: 3.3k

Note: That‘s the first chapter of a series, I‘m writing. It‘s my first time on tumblr… So I‘m a bit confused 0.0

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

It was one of those goldfish nights where you felt the need to drift in the waters of ecstasy and then forget everything naughty you had done. As if it had never happened.

Everyone did that when they shut down for an evening and dropped all inhibitions.

You'd go to a club, surrender to the neon lights, the sound of the music, and the alcohol, only to pretend the next day that you'd never danced close with strangers, drunkenly ripped your clothes off, or disappeared into a dark corner with the next best guy.

Tonight was one of those nights.

Your group of friends from university had invited you to go to one of the best and trendiest clubs in town, as they said. You didn't go out partying often, but when you did, you left all your worries at home for one night, and tonight was exactly the night you had something to celebrate.

After years of unsuccessful job hunting, you had finally gotten an acceptance letter.

Tomorrow afternoon would your first day at the new company start. Since you had only been living in Korea for a few months, you didn't know the company, so you were even more surprised when you got an acceptance letter for the job after only three days. It seemed like, they liked your profile so much, that they immediately chose you.

You had experience as a music and media journalist and had worked all over the world. Maybe that was exactly what they wanted.

So, to get rid of the excitement, you had accepted and gone to this club with old friends to have fun.

The bass vibrated in your ears and the lights immediately lulled you into the boisterous atmosphere.

Only after a few minutes you stood at bar and ordered the drinks for everyone. There was a group of seven people and you had lost three rounds of scissors-stone-paper. So now you had to take care of the drinks.

Once you ordered everything from memory and remembered the extra requests, even the bartender was impressed.

While he mixed the drinks, you leaned against the bar and looked towards the table that your friends had meanwhile conquered.

"You were able to memorize all that?", asked someone to your left, who was apparently also waiting for his drink.

"Sure... I have a pretty good memory”, you returned, giving the young man a curt look.

He smiled and that's when the bartender came over and set three drinks out for him.

His dark hair fell into his forehead and you looked at the silver rings on his fingers.

"That makes me jealous. I keep forgetting important things..."

He was cute, you had to admit. Although he was obviously trying to look tough with the tank top and leather jacket, his features were soft and his eyes sparkled like buttons in the spotlight. He was a weird mixture between hot and adorable.

You were served your first drinks and averted your eyes from the odd stranger.

"But I'll definitely remember your face!"

Your eyebrows shot up, as his pickup line was actually quite smooth. You turned back to him and couldn't help but smirk at his expectant look.

That's when you spotted two other guys behind him. They were whispering and giggling like kids while watching their friend. Apparently, he hadn't come to the bar just for the drinks.

"Are you flirting with me?", you asked, leaning back against the counter with a teasing grin.

He tilted his head and the corners of his mouth lifted mischievously. In fact, he was really attractive and you couldn't help but stare at him.

"I don't know... Does it work?”

This time you actually had to laugh.

"I gotta go, but feel free to tell your buddies I'm all over you”, you replied, nodding in the direction of the other two, who couldn't avoid to look over at us unobtrusively.

He glanced over his shoulder briefly and then grabbed his forehead with one hand.

"Those idiots..." he muttered more to himself and then put on an apologetic smile.

So you waved at a couple of your friends to help you with the drinks and carry them to the table.

"See you around”, you said goodbye and he just raised his hand sheepishly.

Back at your table, your friend Aiki grabbed you roughly by the shoulder and shook you.

"That guy at the bar! Were you talking to him?"

Confused at her excitement, you glanced again at the bar, where he was now carrying drinks to his friends.

"Yeah, why? He tried to flirt and obviously failed... Although he's really cute," you said with amusement, swirling the straw in your drink.

“No way!”

Her eyes nearly fell out of her head and you still didn't understand.

"What's so special about him?"

"I'm pretty sure that's Han", she explained, as if you had the slightest idea who she was talking about.

When you didn't reply, she said:

"Han Jisung! He is a member of this new K-pop band. They won a big survival-Show a few years ago, and everyone's been really into them ever since."

Sometimes you forget that in addition to her job as a journalist in Korea, she also had a fondness for all K-pop bands. She was almost obsessed with them. BTS was the reason she had gotten into the media world in the first place.

You, on the other hand, had only recently returned to Korea. Even though you were born here, you had spent very little time in the country.

The evening took its course and soon the shot glasses were piling up in front of you, the music sounded more and more enticing and eventually you were magically drawn to the dance floor with a few of your friends.

Another passion of you was dancing.

You had even given dance lessons in America to teenagers and young adults your age. You missed dancing here in Korea.

Therefore, it hardly took a second for you to move your body to the music. It was your very own therapy that brought your mind and body back into harmony.

The music flowed through the speakers directly into your blood and with the alcohol, any inhibitions fell away. Soon you lost your girlfriends somewhere among the people and danced alone. You didn't mind, but that's when you felt someone approaching from behind.

"Don't be startled", a soft voice murmured, and you looked over your shoulder into a frighteningly beautiful face.

Torn from your movement, you stumbled against his chest and he placed a hand firmly on your hip to keep you from losing your balance.

Astonished you turned around completely and the man looked as if he already regretted having approached you. He ran his hand through his dark hair and his biceps stood out.

He was wearing a simple shirt with a denim jacket and the broad shoulders and shy smile didn't quite want to match.

"My friend didn't mean to scare you away earlier. If he said something stupid, I'm really sorry."

That's when you finally recognized him. He was one of that K-pop-Han's friends.

"His pick-up line actually wasn't that bad", you admitted, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

In front of his broad shoulders, you suddenly felt small.

Now he looked genuinely surprised.

"Oh... Okay. Do you want to maybe have a drink with us? He could apologise and you seem a little lost all by yourself."

Judging by his engaging aura, maybe he was also part of that band you had never heard of. However, you highly doubted it. Idols were not that friendly. In all the interviews you had done with K-pop bands, the members had always been reserved and cold.

The man in front of you, on the other hand, radiated warmth and his eyes reflected a gentleness that contrasted completely with his massive appearance.

You nodded, after all you didn't feel like looking for your friends. You might as well use the time to meet new people. And the guy made you really curious.

Relieved, he exhaled loudly and let you walk ahead. He led you to a sitting area, where black sofas stood. There you already discovered the guy from the bar, who was talking to the third person.

When he spotted you,he fell silent and looked at you as if he had been hit by a punch.

"I'm Chan, by the way”, the man next to you introduced himself and gave you a soft smile.

"My name is Y/N”, you introduced yourself as well. He smiled broadly and you could only stare at his dimples for a moment.

As you got to the others, his buddy now looked to you and immediately grinned like an idiot.

If Chan was broadly built, this guy was a wall. He wore a tight black shirt under which his defined muscles were very present and the sleeves were so tight around his upper arms that you feared they would burst at any moment.

But he was also unusually attractive. There was something about them all that made it impossible to look away.

"Guys, this is Y/N”, Chan introduced you, and the muscleman stood up to bow curtly.

"I'm Changbin. So our Hannie didn't scare you away too much?"

Said Hannie was still sitting frozen on the sofa, looking at you as if you had flown across the room on a unicorn.

"No, he was actually quite charming. A little awkward, but nice”, you replied with amusement, glaring at him.

"You hear that? She didn't think it was as terrible as it looked from here."

Changbin patted his friend on the shoulder with a chuckling laugh, and he just puckered his mouth in embarrassment.

Then suddenly Chan was standing next to you again with two drinks in his hands. You hadn't even noticed he was gone.

"I didn't know what you wanted, so now I just got a strawberry margarita and a caipirinha. Have whatever you want! I'll have the other one then."

Surprised by his kindness, you blinked at him a bit surprised. Never had a guy been so accommodating in a bar.

"I'll have the margarita. Thank you.”

You sat down and ended up between Jisung and Chan. It wasn't long before Han had regained his confidence back and you were toasting, chatting, and you completely lost track of time.

The guys were really friendly and even though you were the only woman, you didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable in their presence. You even felt quite safe, which was naive considering that you had met them only a few hours ago.

But the alcohol helped to throw all worries overboard.

"I've seen you dance.... Do you do it professionally?", Chan asked, and you felt his thigh brush yours.

Restlessly, you tugged at the hem of your black dress. It reached your thighs and nestled comfortably against your body. Han looked at your legs and cleavage when he thought you wouldn't notice.

Chan, on the other hand looked so deeply into your eyes that you feared he could read your mind.

"I'm a dance teacher. But it's just a hobby."

Changbin leaned forward with interest and nodded.

"What do you do for a living?", asked Han now, and you tried to ignore Chan's hand resting on his thigh, almost touching your leg.

"I'm a music journalist. In fact, I moved back to Korea because I got a job here."

"That sounds exciting!" said Chan, his knuckles seemingly inadvertently brushing you bare skin. Your foggy mind immediately wondered what he would look like without the tank top.

Before you got even more lost in his eyes, you asked:

"And you guys? How do you know each other?"

"We were trained together and we also work together now”, Changbin began, and you noticed the warning looks from the other two.

"So you're self-employed?", you probed further.

Maybe your friend had been mistaken and they weren't in a band at all. Chan nodded quickly before Jisung could open his mouth.

"Yeah right. Us and some friends developed our own brand."

"Sounds cool”, you replied, as the alcohol gradually drove you away from the conversation. You were finding it harder and harder to focus between the men.

So you asked: "Are you guys coming to the dance floor?" You had to do something to get away from Chans teasing hands, Jisungs sweet glares and Changbins biceps.

Han pouted and shook his head.

"I'm going to stay here. Unfortunately, I hurt my foot and need to take it easy."

He really looked like he wanted to sprint out onto the dance floor but couldn't.

"I'll stay with Hannie”, Changbin said, leaning back on the sofa.

"Just the two of us, then", you said to Chan.

Before he could talk back, you pulled him to his feet by his arm and dragged him toward the dance floor.Once there, you turned to him and began to move automatically to the beat of the music.

The alcohol made all the people, the music and the lights melt into one mass and before you understood it, you were dancing pressed tightly against Chan.

At first he was timid, as if he was afraid to touch you, but gradually he became bolder. He also moved smoothly. Controlled and conscious.

Like a dancer.

"You can dance?", you asked amused, wrapping your arms around his neck. He laughed sheepishly and put his hands on your waist.

"A little”, he replied close to your ear so you could hear him over the loud music. Up close, his lips looked even more enticing and you wondered if they tasted as sweet as they looked. His eyes were now roaming up and down your face as well.

You turned and leaned back against his chest and pressed your ass agains his body. A knowing grin spread across your face as you felt his fingers digging harder into your sides as you rolled your hips against his.

He moved with you and with every little touch, the air charged electrically. You were insanely hot and his shirt was also sticking to his body by now. You grinded your ass harder against him and he immediately had to gasp right at your ear.

That's when he quickly turned you around so that you bounced against his chest.

"What are you doing?" he murmured in your ear and you let your fingertips trail over his chest.

"Nothing...", you replied, looking at him through your long lashes. The corners of his mouth slowly lifted and he began to get into the game, letting his hands wander down your back until they were firmly pressed against your ass.

The alcohol breathed carelessness and desire into the two of you.

His lips hovered in front of yours and suddenly you didn't hear the music anymore. His hot breath bounced against your lips and that's when he started spreading kisses on your neck. Overwhelmed by the sudden tension on your skin, you curled your fingers into his shirt.

His lips brushed over your skin as light as a feather, down to your collarbone and finally to your cleavage.

He looked up at you, and the same heat that tightened into a ball in your stomach was reflected in his eyes.

Without thinking any further, you grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor. As soon as you were a little off to the side, in a corner that was dimly lit, you felt his hands on your waist.

Stormily, he pressed you against the wall and that's when his lips finally collided with yours.

That embarrassed, charming boy from before was gone. In its place had come a passionate and wild tornado that swept you helplessly along with it.

His lips moved hard against yours as you buried your hands in his hair.

His broad shoulders shielded you from the rest of the club, and your heart beat so loudly it felt like it wanted to jump out of your chest.

His hands were everywhere, exploring your body, every curve and every patch of skin not covered by fabric.

For a moment, he broke the kiss so you could both catch your breath. His forehead was pressed firmly against yours and there he was grinning again as sheepishly as before.

You were breathing heavily and he shook his head slightly.

"I don't usually do this", he muttered and that's when your eyes met.

"Yeah, me neither", you replied.

That was the truth.

It took a long time for someone to pique your interest, and you usually didn't let people get to you that easily.

But with Chan, suddenly this heat was flowing in your veins and you couldn't turn off the desire even if you tried.

"Actually, I wanted to help Jisung.... I'm a horrible wing man."

"Yeah that's right. Your pretty bad…”

As if he actually had a guilty conscience, he pressed his lips together.

That made you laugh and you had to put your hand over your mouth as he eyed you with those dark eyes.

"Do you regret it?", you asked after a short silence.

Directly, he shook his head.

"No. Definitely not. You're stunning."

That did bring a blush to your cheeks.

Not wanting him to see how much his words flattered you, you pulled him closer again and kissed him intensely.

He pressed you against him until you felt his bulge clearly against your already soaked cunt.

"I want to fuck you right now”, he growled with a deep voice, that turned you even more on.

An excited moan escaped you and you rolled your hips harder against his growing bulge. It would have been easy to push your panties aside and free his dick so he could fuck you in the dark corner against the wall like a slut.

Your head was spinning and you wanted to tear his shirt off his body here and now. But the wild smooching quickly found its end when a voice sounded behind Chan.

"I really don't want to disturb you, but we have to go, Chan!"

He merely released his lips from yours and hung his head, not releasing you from his grip. His hands gripped even harder into your hips.

"Already?"

Changbin had a big grin on his face and you stared at the floor.

"Yeah... You know what's coming up tomorrow. And Han had way to much drinks."

There was a certain professionalism returning to Chans body as he heard about his friend.

"Hannie is already waiting in the cab. Hurry up!"

Chan nodded, then Changbin turned to you again.

"It was nice meeting you."

With that, he awkwardly said goodbye and left.

"I'm so sorry, but I really have to go", Chan said, as if he needed to justify himself, and you suppressed a disappointed sigh.

Instead, you simply nodded. It was getting late for you to go home as well. After all, you had your first day of work tomorrow.

And so the mysterious charming man disappeared and you remembered much too late that you hadn't asked him for his number.

--

The two rappers raised their eyes as their friend finally got into the car. After they drove off, Han asked while rubbing his eyes with one hand:

"What took you so long? We were supposed to be back at the dorm by now. We have a busy schedule tomorrow..."

Chan swallowed and was glad he was sitting in front of his friends and didn't have to face them. So they couldn't see that he was stained red up to his ears. With his arm he tried to hide his erection that won’t get soon if this girl won’t stop to ghost around his head.

He knew that tonight had been a big risk. If someone had recognized him and taken pictures of him with the young woman, he would have been screwed. He didn't know himself what had come over him.

"Hyung?", Han tried again, sounding annoyed. There was silence for a few minutes until Changbin couldn't take it anymore and it just burst out of him.

"I just caught Chan making out wildly with that girl."

The oldest whirled around in his seat despite his seatbelt and stared at Changbin. But Han looked surprised, not angry.

"Really?" he asked, and that's when one corner of his mouth began to lift.

"We just kissed for a second", he justified himself, and Changbin couldn't help but laugh.

"From what I saw, it was a miracle you were still wearing clothes at all. You almost fucked her right next to the dance floor."

Chan lashed out, but couldn't reach Changbin in the back and hit the air. This now made Jisung laugh as well, and they continued to tease him all the way to their apartment, where the rest of the Stray Kids were sleeping.

But in the next morning all of them knew the story of their leader fiercely making out with a hot girl at the club and did not stop teasing him.

-> Part 2

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[miniversse]

Hello! I see that your request are open and I have a request! I was wondering if you can write up a hyunjin x reader about how reader & friends are booked at the same hotel at stray kids from watching their event and somehow she ends up in his bed 🫣

⭑“idolstruck”⭑

⭑ hyunjin x female reader

⭑ content includes: idol hyunjin, non-idol reader, unestablished relationship, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), releasing, mentions of drinking

⭑ note: you really challenged me with this one! i tried my best to make it concise because wow if only one could go from seeing an idol to being in their bed. enjoy!!

⭑ minors dni

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the loud music still beat in your ear, muffling the soothing hotel lobby music. you’re friends raced you to their rooms to watch replays of todays concert but your legs were on their final moments, dragging to the elevator door. a “ding!” follows the opening of the elevator door stopping you from falling asleep, and so does hyunjin passing by the corridor. wait? hyunjin?

you rush out to observe him, heart pacing. there’s no way you booked the same hotel as the members, you thought to yourself. you walked slowly, looking down to make sure you don’t trip, but that didn’t matter because you bump into something hard. your body freezes as hyunjin turns to gaze down at you. his smoky eye and pin black hair was the cause of your lost voice, screaming every time he looked your way while he performed.

“hm? you ok?” his tone didn’t sound like he was concerned, but what mattered when hwang hyunjin was in front of you.

“y-yeah! im ok and you? did i hurt you?” words trail from your mouth as his eyes travel to your light stick, your makeup and to your - purposefully enticing - outfit. his eyes lock on your outfit, outlining your curves with his gaze only.

he hisses, tipping his head to the side “im not ok, you have to make up for it” you’re startled at his response. what could he possibly want from someone like you?

“h-how exactly?”

“room 325, be there in 10. and don’t change” he winks and turns around abruptly, continuing his journey. but you stood there for 2 minutes, processing the fact that the idol you only dreamed of looking you in the eye now wants you in his room.

one knock, two knock, three. you hear him approach the door to unlock it and your heart drops to the floor again. it felt unreal seeing him in such a causal state, as if you were a couple.

“come in” he gestures to the room.

you walk in, admiring the beautiful view from his suite room. but you felt his breath grace your ear, and you turn to face him.

“i’ve forgiven you for now, but it’s never good to keep your mistakes unsolved.” his voice was quite yet commanding, luring you into whatever he wanted. it was time the “i’d let hyunjin do anything to me” catch up to you and actually

happen. your fingers hook onto the collar of his black shirt, tugging it down a bit.

“let me solve it then.” your reply as as stern and as quiet as his, challenging him.

you’re watching him frantically undress you, moving himself back to admire your bare body. the room was perfectly dim, and the aroma of his musky deep cologne lingered around you. his places his thumb on your lower lip, forcing it wide open. he mirrors your face and looks down at his growing bulge.

“someone’s gonna have to deal with this, hm?” he had a tone of laughter in his words. you never expected him to be the cocky type, but you wouldn’t complain that he was the cocky type.

your tounge licks at his swollen tip and he lets out a groan. you let your tongue glide down his thick cock, feeling every protruding vein. hyunjin gets impatient and places his hand below your chin, forcing it closed to wrap your warm mouth around him.

“ooh fuck, fuck” he hissed, taking in the pressure of your mouth sucking his thick length while tracing the lines of his groin. he’s helping push you back and forth faster with his hand still gripping at your chin, shutting it tight everytime you try to gasp for a breath. his groans get louder and high pitched and you feel his cock jerk, finally coating the walls of your mouth with his release. you drag your mouth out, watching him still drip with cum. you pant, trying to catch your breath only to be pushed back onto the mattress and towered over by him.

he places hot kisses from one shoulder to the other, taking in your scent with every move. your body heats up at the feeling of his hands grabbing at your neck while he adjusts himself between your legs. he lingered around for too long and you got impatient, needing him inside of you.

“h-hyunjin please”

“be a good girl for me, yea?” you follow with a nod, feeling your wetness increase with every word, every movement, every facial expression he made.

he pushes into you with a loud grunt, stretching you wide. your body reacts with a moan and a series of “yeahs” as he grinds his long cock into you.

“fuck, you’re so tight” he whispers, making your head spin. the way he acted on stage is so similar to the way he was in bed: confident, seductive, and absolutely breath-taking. beads of sweat form on the top of his upper lip and he licks them to moisten them. his dick felt unreal inside of you, like he was reaching your stomach and stretching you wide. his moans made your stomach flutter, which added to the painful yet pleasuring sensation.

“f-fuck pretty girl, i’m gonna come” his words struggle to exit his mouth, but he manages to let them out before filling you up with his warm release. he kept pushing, slowing down once your moan fills the room. he watches you drip around his pulsating dick, moaning at the sight alone. your hands move to grab his neck and bring him in to kiss him, biting on his lower lip to help ease the waves crashing inside of you.

he lay by you in his bathrobe pouring your third glass of wine, admiring the - now quiet - atmosphere of the city. his fingers trace your bare spine, awakening the hair on your arms.

“anything else to make up for that ‘catastrophic’ accident i did?” you chuckle, wondering how he came up with such excuse.

“mmh, it’s fine. but you can bump into me again if you’d like tomorrow.”

there was no sarcasm in his eyes. the city lights reflect off of his serious face, as if showing his other side to you.

truly, you were idolstruck.

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[eternityracha]

MOONLIGHT ⋆˙ hwang hyunjin.

— fem reader insert.

“you could hold moonlight in your hands. ‘til the night i held you. you are my moonlight.”

— enemies to lovers. secret identity. fake dating.

— historical romance

—

many people wanted to be him, while others wanted him.

hyunjin, first son and the prince of the hwang family, has always disliked his popularity. attending balls was pointless. he didn’t want to become king.

y/n’s family focused on their royal duties, working for different families around their town.

she wanted to be independent and follow her own dreams. her family believes that her dreams are unrealistic, but she wants to prove them wrong.

they both had one thing in common.

wanting to truly be themselves.

— ꨄ —

CHAPTER ONE

“do i have to go?”

your mother admired the long pink-satin dress you wore in front of the mirror. as much as you loved the dress, you weren’t excited for tonight’s ball.

“yes, dear. your aunt spent a lot of time making this dress for you.”

the ends of your hair was curled and your makeup was done, as you applied an extra amount of blush.

as you looked at the time, the ball was starting soon. your mother took you to these events every month. you hated them.

at these balls, several attendees had the opportunity to potentially meet their future spouse.

you currently weren’t interested in being in a relationship.

i wish this day was over with already.

—

walking into the familiar setting, the ballroom was filled with new and previous attendees. the room had a scent of citrus and was covered in beautiful decor.

immediately, you found your bestfriend sitting at the nearest table. after saying hi to him, you sat down, watching the attendees dance to the jazz music playing.

you noticed that most of the girls in the room wore sky blue dresses and had their hair pinned up in a bun or ponytail.

“was the dress code today blue and no one told me?” you joked, turning to face your bestfriend, felix.

“prince hyunjin is here. there’s a lot of attendees who want to marry him, so they’re wearing his favorite color.. to impress him, i guess.” felix shrugged.

you knew about the hwang family, but didn’t have interest in them. the family only attends the balls three times a year, which isn’t much considering the fact that the balls are monthly.

prince hyunjin was tall, handsome, and good at everything. families wanted their sons to be like him. girls wanted to marry him and become queen.

however, even with hundreds of girls wanting to marry him, he still hasn’t found a wife.

“really?! that’s ridiculous.”

the dancing in the room stopped as the crowd formed groups. the families stood on the right and left side while all of the first daughters stood in the middle.

you knew your parents were looking for you, as they wanted you to also marry prince hyunjin. you weren’t interested.

you were able to avoid this for the past two balls, making this one the third.

“you’re sneaking out from the ball again?” felix asked, as he finished his appetizer.

you nodded, “yeah, don’t tell anyone you saw me.” showing you a thumbs up, felix kept his word.

luckily, the crowd was focused on the hwang family, as the king, made a speech and thanked the attendees for attending the ball.

8:00PM

outside, there was a balcony that had a perfect view of the stars. usually, you stayed there until the ball was over.

felix used to come on the balcony with you, until both of your families noticed that you and him weren’t at the ball.

your families were upset about it and talked about it non-stop for days. since then, you and felix stopped going to the balcony together.

a few minutes later, someone comes on the balcony and stands next to you. looking over, the guy had long blonde hair with a masquerade mask covering his face.

you’ve never seen him before, odd. there was awkward tension in the air, so you decided to start a conversation.

“so.. what’s your name?”

he ignored you.

okay fine, maybe he doesn’t want to talk.

“aren’t you supposed to be inside, preparing for proposals?”

you turned to him, glaring at him in disbelief. you couldn’t believe he just asked that! you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes at him.

“why do you even care?”

and why is he hiding his face?

“why else would you be at this ball?”

i had no choice.

“look, i don’t know who you are but i’m not here to become queen, get married, or whatever. i’m just here with my family.”

before he could turn away, one of the assistants from the hwang family appears on the balcony. the woman had a low bun and an all black uniform. there was worry on her face.

“excuse me, my apologies for interrupting your conversation. the hwang family doesn’t know where prince hyunjin is and has pushed back the proposals for tomorrow. if you’ve seen him, please contact us.” she shows a warm smile, not even waiting for our responses, and walks away.

prince hyunjin wasn’t at the ball?

all of a sudden, the guy is standing much closer to you. “can i trust you?”

“how could i? i’ve only known you for five minutes.”

“okay, so i know you won’t care then and tell people about this.”

what’s he talking about?

the guy lifts up his mask, revealing his entire face. you gasped, surprised at who you see. you weren’t expecting this at all.

he’s prince hyunjin!

— ꨄ —

author’s note

~ hi, i decided to make this a chapter au, so there’s a storyline to follow.

~ this au is inspired by bridgerton, which is one of my favorite shows!

~ romance will happen soon. this story starts with the enemies to lovers trope.

chapter 2

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[romancefranaticstay]

☆.｡.:* Neighbor ☆.｡.:*

Neighbor!Jeongin x fem!reader

Category: fluff ❤

Warnings: ♥ None ♥ (but... maybe a little smut towards the end)

Note: A short story about some neighbor fluff, very romantic (in mine opinion), i hope you enjoy!

Xoxo

Rachel

You were wearing headphone's, jumping around with your music.

"I bring, I bring all the Drama-ma-ma-ma (hey, hey) I bring drama-ma-ma-ma (hey, hey) With my girls in the back"

You singed, making some little dance move's.

'나로 시작되는 drama (all that)'

You were heading towards your house when you saw a moving van. That's weird, you didn't move, did you? You snuck a little closer and saw a new family moving into the house next door.

You saw two people standing there, they were probably a couple. They looked quite old, maybe they had children. Oh! That would be so nice, to finally have friends in your neighborhood.

You went inside and grabbed a snack from the fridge. You didn't have much to do before school tomorrow, so you could finally get some rest and enjoy these beautiful spring days.

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Eventually you started to get bored in your room. You went downstairs to your garden. Your garden was so beautiful, because all the sunlight always shone in your garden.

Beautiful, but a few clouds in the sky. The trees glistened in the sunlight, everything looked more beautiful than usual. Suddenly you heard a voice.

'안녕하세요, Hey.'

You looked around to see where the voice came from. You looked to your right and saw a boy leaning against the gate of your garden. He had black hair that fell slightly over his eyes.

"Hey."

"Do you live here?"

'No, I'm just sitting in their garden, sorry, I'm being sarcastic again. Yes, I live here.'

"So you're my new neighbor?"

'Ahh, so you are our new neighbors, welcome to the neighborhood by the way. It's very quiet here, so you're going to love it here.'

"I'm sure I'll like it here." he said under his breath.

"So, what are you doing?"

"I was actually listening to music."

'Can I listen in?'

"Of course, come."

He carefully opened the gate and approached you. When he came closer, you could observe his face better. He was actually very beautiful. He calmly took the headphones from your head and placed them near his ears.

"I know this song!"

'Really? What's it called then?'

'Let me think...

I'm a 퀸카 I'm a 퀸카 I'm a, I'm a, I'm a 퀸카 I'm a 퀸카 "

he started to sing. You laughed, he could actually sing very nicely.

"So you know it."

'Of course I know. Can I show you some songs?'

"Sure, go ahead."

He grabbed your phone and started typing something on Spotify. You recognized the lyrics immediately.

“Ahh, BTS run.

손 뻗어봤자 금세 깨버릴 꿈 (꿈, 꿈) 미칠 듯 달려도 또 제자리일 뿐 (뿐, 뿐)

그냥 날 태워줘, 그래, 더 밀쳐 내줘 이건 사랑에 미친 멍청이의 뜀박질 ..."

You both started laughing.

"Actually, I should be helping my parents, so... I'll see you later?"

'Yep, ofcourse.'

He waved and went out of sight. Finally someone to be friends with, or so you thought...

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Every day you learned something new about him. He had a big brother and a little brother. He likes his personal space and he has some different tastes in music. His favorite colors are also Coral and Teal. He also has a lot of passion for music.

He told something about his friends, it doesn't mean that he has moved that he has to change schools. You've already heard of someone named Seungmin and Changbin. They sound very funny. He is the youngest of his group of friends.

You sat with him in his room, you lay on his bed.

"You know, I'd love to build a time machine and go back to the '90s."

'How so?' Jeongin asked.

"I just want to see how everything works there."

'Do you like the 90s concept?'

'Yes of course! The hair, the clothing style, the stuff, wow.'

'Yes, that's possible.'

'Which era do you find most interesting?'

'I don't really know, maybe just this time, because we live in the moment now. We live now and not in the past. We will never be able to live in the past, so why compare this time to the others?"

“Wow, very poetic Jeongin.”

'Am I wrong?'

"No, in a strange way it all makes a lot of sense."

"Let's change the subject."

"Okay sure, what do you want to talk about?"

'Maybe about love? Do you believe in soulmates?'

'Me? I don't know, sometimes I feel like there's one person for everyone. But sometimes I think that certain people just fit together because of certain interests. And you?'

'I don't know, I think so. I want to live with the idea that there is someone for me, who suits me exactly. Okay, maybe not exactly, but still.' 'Yes..'

"You know, this might sound really weird, but maybe I can try out my flirting techniques on you?"

"Sure, but don't think it'll work."

'Bet?'

"Okay bet."

He came next to you on the bed. He grabbed your hand with one hand and caressed your cheeks with the other.

"Do you think that'll work?"

"Shh, I wasn't ready yet."

He breathed deeply and started looking into your eyes.

“You always look like an angel Y/N.”

'Am I an angel? More like a devil.'

He rolled his eyes and turned back to you. He looked from your eyes to your lips and vice versa. He touched your lips with his thumb, your heart skipped a beat.

“These lips Y/N, these lips, the most beautiful thing.”

You couldn't say anything anymore, what could you say? Your hands slid to his hands. Even though he was so confident, his hands were a bit sweaty.

His face moved closer to yours and... he kissed your cheek softly.

'And? Good flirting techniques?' he says as you still hold his hands.

You cleared your throat.

'Yes, quite good, yes, I have heard better.'

'Are you sure?'

'Sure.' you avoided eye contact.

He turned your face so you were looking at him.

'A bad liar.'

Suddenly he pinned you down on the bed.

'And now?'

'Hmmm, it could be better.'

His eyes fell on your neck, he grinned. His mouth came closer to your neck, so close that you felt his warm breath on your so sensitive skin. His tongue made small circles on your neck, leaving small bites.

'And now?'

'It's better already.'

"I can always make it better."

His face came closer to yours, so close that you were about to kiss, but he only kissed your forehead.

Your puppy dog ​​eyes looked up at him. You wanted more... but not in a bad way. He wanted to leave again, but you didn't just let him go. You grabbed his face and pressed your lips together.

His eyes went wide, but he didn't back down. When your lips parted again, he just stared at you in surprise.

"How about that?" you said with a very big grin on your face.

You got up and went to his door.

“This was fun, I'll see you tomorrow. Same hour.”

You wanted to open the door but he stopped you.

"Do you think you'll leave now?"

He kissed you again and pushed you against the door a little. You felt his hands over your body, it couldn't be more romantic.

You looked down and saw that the bulge in his pants was big. He saw what you were looking at.

"Are you going to help me with this?"

'With pleasure.'

You said, leaving small kisses on his face.

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[jj-one]

STRAY KIDS + WHEN YOU’RE BUSY AND THEY CRAVE YOUR ATTENTION !

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: skz x f!reader genre/tags: smut, fluff, nipple play, fingering, exhibitionism, voyeurism, marking, sexting, sending nudes, piv, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap ur willy), masturbation, oral (f receiving), dry humping, pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, spanking, there is probably more but i’m too lazy to write them all words: 4.4k

[note] if you remember seeing this before yes i’m the original author i didn’t plagiarize lol, i made a new blog and was formerly known as @milkychae but deleted a while ago. i’ll be reposting all my old deleted fics and using this as an archive !

BANG CHAN. It was finals week, aka your personal hell. You were always super nervous about tests and if you didn’t score over an 80% that may as well be a failure to you. You sighed as you opened yet another textbook to read, your dickhead professor thought it would be a good idea to pile more homework on top of the fact knowing you all needed to study. Your major was biochemical engineering so you shouldn’t have been too shocked by all this intense workload. As you were sitting on the bed you heard a noise come from the door, looking to the left of you to see Chan coming inside. You don’t really put much thought into it though since you see him literally everyday and you were just really focused on studying right now. That’s when Chan starts to come up behind you, rubbing your shoulders and planting a kiss to your cheek.

“Hiii y/n, I’m back!” He says cheerfully, “I couldn’t wait to see you baby,” he proceeds to try and pry the textbook out of your hands so you can give him your full, undivided attention but you pull it back.

“Sorry babe but I really, really need to study right now.” You tell him with an exhausted look on your face. You’ve been studying for only 2 and a half hours but it feels like the entire day.

Chan looks at you and puts his arm around you, “You look so tired sweetie, why don’t you let me give you a massage?” He asks, already starting by wrapping his hands back on your shoulders.

You loved this man dearly, he just came back home from an 8 hour shift at work but is still offering to give you massages and help you out when you’re stressed. You want to tell him no and that you seriously need to focus back on studying but the intrusive thoughts were slowly winning. Ultimately you gave in to Chan’s desires and he gave you a gentle massage. The massage started off pure at first with no intention of going any further but then his hands slipped a little too far and came in contact with your nipple. He noticed you weren’t wearing a bra underneath so he slips his hand through the opening of your t-shirt, light moans were now leaving your mouth from his touch.

“I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day babe,” Chan softly whispers while pinching your nipples, bringing his other hand down to your thigh and gently caressing it. Chan has always been good at being a distraction for you and his cock is definitely what you need instead of reading about the Principles and Techniques of Molecular Physics.

LEE KNOW. Saturday nights were the best, you had no work and got to do whatever you wanted for the whole day. You weren’t much of an outgoing kind of person so you chose to stay in and have your boyfriend Minho come over and be lazy with you. You were wrapped up in your cozy sherpa blanket watching your favorite kdrama season finale, you and Minho both loved kdramas but you got way too into them. Your eyes have been glued to the show since Minho got there and you only spoke about three sentences to him. He’s sitting on the couch next to you and he’s not as remotely interested in the show as you are, he keeps looking around the room and sneaking glances at you from time to time.

He can’t stop noticing how cute you look today, you were wearing very light makeup and had messy hair. He thought you looked so adorable in your current state, just in awe of your natural beauty. He wraps his arm tightly around you and tries to give you a kiss, but you quickly pull away from him so you can focus back on the TV, not trying to miss anything. Minho gets visibly upset by this, he wants to give you his affection yet you’re currently denying it. He tries one more time to kiss you but you continue to keep pulling away to watch the show. That’s when he decides he’s had enough and grabs the remote to turn off the TV, causing you to get frustrated with him.

“What the hell Minho?!” You say in confusion, you were getting so close to knowing who the girl’s father finally was.

He doesn’t say anything, instead he just starts roughly kissing you, pushing you down on the couch and hovering over your body. He pulls away leaving you breathless, then proceeds to nibble on your earlobe, dragging his tongue further down to lightly suck on your neck, touching a certain spot that makes you inhale sharply. He brings one of his hands to your stomach, rubbing it gently. Beginning to toy with the hem of your sweatpants and wants nothing more than for them to be off.

He was almost going to give in to that idea but a new one came to mind, an even more sinister thought. He grins as he continues rubbing down your thigh, you want him to wipe that smirk off his face so badly because you have no idea what he’s up to. Wondering what he could possibly be thinking about right now. Minho brings his fingers to your clothed heat, sliding them inside the sweatpants and starts rubbing your clit through your panties. You moan for him as you close your eyes, feeling the friction. You buck your hips in the air so you can feel more of him, but Minho grips your hips and holds them firmly in place.

“No, stop. No moving ‘til I say so,” Minho says sternly, giving your clothed pussy a little slap as he looks at you. “Since you’re so willing to ignore me, I get to tell you what to do from now on.”

CHANGBIN. You’ve been cleaning the entire house preparing for your parents to come over for dinner. You wanted to make sure that everything was perfectly spotless and the amount of cleaning you did today could account for your whole lifetime. You were cleaning the stove and just as you were about to grab another clean sponge you see Changbin with a whole box full of donuts from Krispy Kreme.

“How’s it goin’ babe?” Changbin asks while setting the donuts onto the table, he sees you wearing an apron and giant yellow gloves, “looks like you’ve been doing some serious, hard labor!”

“I’ve been cleaning for 5 hours now..” You say with an exhausted look on your face, “I haven’t even finished cleaning the stove yet.”

“Who cares about the stove y/n,” Changbin says, chuckling at your frustration about needing everything to be neat and tidy.

“I’m serious Binnie, I need to clean everything and make sure it’s all perfect!” You tell him while pouting.

“Why don’t you take a break babe.” He suggests out of concern, grabbing your hands to take your gloves off and sets them aside. He slowly brings your body up against the wall behind you, kissing you passionately. He must have been wanting you all day by the way he was hungrily kissing you, the man was sucking on your face for dear life, exploring the depths of your mouth as both your tongues were intertwined. He takes off your apron and grips his hands around your waist while your leg wraps around him, he held you so securely.

As things got more heated, and all your clothes were off, he aligned himself inside you. Your hands were snaked around his neck as you desperately move your hips to feel his cock, feeling every bit of his thrusts in you. Letting out a high-pitched moan as you grab a fistful of his hair and scream his name. Your legs grew weak with each and every stroke Changbin gives you, feeling like you’re going to faint. He continues pounding into you like no tomorrow and you hold tightly onto his shoulders for support. His skin was sticky and sweaty from all the work he’s putting into fucking you, his face looked super focused as he was hitting all the right spots. He was fucking all your stress away at this point and you were feeling so good. You feel yourself coming to your peak as he thrusts into your dripping heat, you’re seeing stars at this point. The harder his strokes were getting, the faster you were to reaching your climax.

“Mmm…gonna cum!” You cry out in pleasure, slowly losing your grip on him as you slip from his grasp. Changbin swiftly picks you up and pins you harder into the wall, making sure you don’t go anywhere by fully pinning his body up against yours. You feel so connected to each other in this very moment as you’re both about to cum, both letting out a string of moans in unison. You both reach your highs together, dizzy as your orgasm washes over you, feeling his cum leaking out of your cunt and dripping down to your leg. You just spent the whole day cleaning and now you have to get cleaned up before your parents come in approximately 30 minutes.

HYUNJIN. It was a long day at work, you were about 6 hours in and you already wanted to end it all. You work at a clothing store and on this particular day for some reason everyone and their mom wanted to come shopping. You’ve been working the register nonstop and you had yet to take a break, you were so busy that you forgot to even take one. You asked one of your coworkers if they could cover for you while you go on lunch and they said yes. You were so excited to finally be able to get to sit down and eat. As you sat in the break room you checked your phone for any missed messages, you see that you have a bunch of missed texts from the new guy you’re seeing. Hyunjin’s name is plastered on your phone and you check the messages straight away, eyes growing wide at what was shown before you. Hyunjin sent you a string of messages:

‘Hey y/n, what’s up?’ [1:15 pm]

‘Imyyy’ [1:25 pm]

‘Wyd? Are you at work?’ [1:42 pm]

‘Yea you’re prob at work :P’ [2:26 pm]

‘I’m a little horny lol’ [2:41 pm]

‘I want youuuu’ [3:02 pm]

He then proceeds to send you a couple shirtless pics of him in bed and a short video of him stroking his erect cock through his boxers. You quickly look around to see if anyone would be able to notice and you don’t see anyone else in the break room besides you. That’s when you open the video fully to see the rest, quickly get turned on as your wetness is only growing. You ran to the bathroom so you can send a photo back, snapping a quick pic of your boobs under your shirt and telling him how wet that video made you at work. You love that he now comes to you for when he feels needy, you like that he craves your attention while you’re gone. He sends you another message saying how much badly he wants to fuck you and he can’t to pick you up from work. You smile at that and tell him you only have 2 more hours to go.

You realize it’s time to get back to work and now all you can think about is that damn video Hyunjin sent you. The way he was stroking his cock all nice and slow made you want to be there to give him even more pleasure. You were walking around all day with wet and sticky panties since you came a little bit from fingering yourself in the bathroom to the video. You couldn’t wait to bounce on Hyunjin’s cock all night after you get off work.

HAN. This was now the fifth dress you tried on and you still haven’t figured out a style you liked yet. You were getting frustrated but you weren’t going to let your pickiness get you down from shopping. You were at the mall with your boyfriend Han and as much as he hated shopping he liked to see you try on the pretty dresses for him so it was a win-win. You go to a different store now and you check out those dresses, making a beeline for the pink ones since that was your favorite color. You check out all the various designs and ask Han which ones he liked best, he didn’t really give much input and just picked the shortest one for you.

You gave him a playful side eye and put the dresses you didn’t like back, heading over to the dressing room so you can try everything on. As you were trying on the dresses, Han was sitting on a bench outside the door, texting all his homies. He soon started to notice how long it’s taking you in there and although you were busy trying on dresses he was getting tired of sitting here and waiting for what seemed like an eternity. He sighs as he figures out what to do, but he ends up deciding to knock on your dressing room door. You don’t reply but he can hear stuff rustling from the inside so he knocks again and tells you it’s just him.

“Uh… I think I need help,” you tell him reluctantly, he’s not sure what you need help with but he comes in anyway. He sees you standing in the dressing room with your hands in the air and the dress halfway up your body, he starts to laugh at how you were stuck in it.

“This isn’t a laughing matter, please help get this damn thing off of me!” You whine, and he begins to unzip the dress from the back, releasing you from its tight grip. You feel like you can finally breathe once again and slip the dress off of you, now completely naked in front of Han. You were only wearing your skimpy g-string and you had your nipples pierced which Han loved about you. He looks you up and down, licking his lips as if he was about to destroy you. The only thought in his head right now was to kiss you, so he grabs your face and crashes his lips into yours, moving some of your hair out the way. You kiss him back but harder and even more passionately, letting him fondle your boobs and play with your piercing. As he toys with your nipples he looks at you with pure lust, his eyes were all hazy and he looked nothing but in love with you. He started kissing your chin and licked the side of your neck, making you get all wet and worked up for him.

“We shouldn’t be doing this right here baby,” you tell Han as he continues roaming all over your body.

“Doesn’t that make you wanna do it even more though?” He says mischievously, sucking on your neck and giving you small hickies. You knew the chances of getting caught were very high but at this moment, you didn’t really seem to care. All you wanted right now was Han and that’s all that was on your mind. His hands slid down between your legs, spreading your pussy lips with his fingers and coating them with your essence. Your wetness was leaking down to your thighs and it took everything in you not to scream from Han’s touch. He inserts two fingers in your tight little hole and goes in and out slowly, you press your lips together trying not to make a sound, so he covers your mouth.

“Shhh… quiet babe,” He whispers into your ear.

FELIX. It’s not secret to Felix that you were a workaholic, you often immersed yourself in your work a little too much. He knows you are an independent woman that enjoys the freedom of working but at the same time he really wishes you’d give that same energy towards him sometimes. You traveled a lot for work and although you two live together, it still puts a strain on your relationship being apart for long periods of times. Felix loves to be around his lover and the fact you are always so busy with work makes him want to shower you with even more love and affection when he sees you. You were gone on another usual business trip but this time it was for a week, that was the longest you’ve gone for work and it was driving him insane. Everyday he thought of you and he would text you little things that he saw randomly throughout the day that reminded him of you. You always appreciated how much Felix adored you and your work ethic, he loved you for you.

The day you came back home from work Felix came to you with open arms, he was more than excited to see you again and all he wanted for the past week was the attention of his beautiful lover.

“I’ve missed you so so much baby,” Felix says whilst giving you the biggest hug, his body was so warm and you melted right into him. You gave him a kiss and he moves you both over to the couch, pulling away from kissing you for a second with a weird grin plastered on his face.

“What’s with that look?” You ask, wondering what he’s thinking in that head of his.

“I got you a little something, I’ll be right back,” he quickly runs to your shared room and comes back with a black box in his hand.

“What’s this?” You ask curiously, holding the box up to examine what it could be.

“Just open it, you’ll be surprised.”

You do as you’re told and open the box, you see a purple velvet bag and you open to see what’s inside. It was a vibrator, it had multiple settings and looked very high quality and expensive. You instantly blushed as you held the item in your hand, looking up at Felix so he can explain what’s going on.

“I wanted to get something to relieve your stress..” he continues “because you’re always so busy and stuff, y’know.”

You smile at the naughty gift your boyfriend gave you, giving him another kiss and thanking him.

“Want to use it on me now?” You ask, knowing that he’ll say yes to you in a heartbeat. Felix’s eyes light up like a kid in a candy store and he agrees without hesitation. He sits next to you on the couch with the toy in his hand and you’re now making out. As one thing leads to another, you end up naked lying on your back with your legs spread wide out for him. He has the toy on one of the highest settings and you’ve squirted about three times for him already.

“Come on baby, you can give me another. Just one more,” Felix says demandingly, having too much fun with this toy.

You spring your head back as you feel the toy in your soaking wet entrance, you don’t know how much more of this you can take. Your legs were violently shaking and the couch was soaked with your juices, you felt like you didn’t have anything left in you. Felix keeps fucking the toy in and out of you making you scream out for him, he palms himself through his pants as he does it.

“I never want you to be away from me again y/n,” Felix’s deep voice rasps as he pumps the toy into you deeper, “I mean it this time.”

SEUNGMIN. You were laughing hysterically as you were scrolling through TikTok, you’ve been glued to your phone for hours at this point. You showed Seungmin, who was sitting next to you on his bed yet another TikTok that he probably wouldn’t think is funny. You put the screen up to his face to show him the video and he looks but doesn’t really seem that interested. You tell him how funny you think the video is and he just shrugs his shoulders.

“You know, I’d rather have you shoved in my face rather than a phone.” Seungmin says to you.

‘Ok boomer’ you think to yourself, not wanting to actually say it incase he gets offended. You decide to just ignore his comment and go back to watching hilarious TikToks. Seungmin starts to get bored and he when he gets bored he becomes bratty. You hear him whine a little bit, looking up from your phone to see him pouting and all you want to do is give him a kiss.

“C’mere,” You command for him to come closer, he quickly does so looking like a lost puppy. He plants a chaste kiss to your lips, then begins to leave a trail of kisses down your neck. He slips a hand under your tank top and lightly squeezes your boob. You sigh as you feel him innocently brush past your nipples, then he trails some more kisses down your stomach. Once he makes his way down to your lower body, he quickly takes off your pants with ease. Teasing your clothed pussy a little bit, watching as a wet spot starts to appear from the outside, he circles your clit and starts to sniff you.

“You smell good baby,” Seungmin compliments, finally taking off your panties and tossing them somewhere on the bed. He kisses the inside of your thighs and feels the warmth of your skin on his lips. He loves every inch of you and he wants to take his time with you. Flicking his tongue on your clit and you hiss at the feeling, you want him to fuck you with his tongue. He licks a nice long stripe across your wet folds, staring up at you while doing so, your phone still in your hand the whole time. Seungmin brought his head up more to face you, “keep looking at your phone while I eat you out babe, pretend like I’m not even here.”

You comply with his instructions, continuing to watch TikToks like normal and Seungmin goes back to devouring your pussy like the good boy he is.

JEONGIN. It was a very nerve wrecking day for you, you were meeting Jeongin’s parents for the first time today. You put on your most expensive Dior perfume and prettiest heels to meet his mom since Jeongin told you she was very into fashion and can tell when girl’s wear cheap perfume. You wanted to impress this woman as much as possible since this was definitely going to be the man you wanted to marry someday. Jeongin reassures you the whole day that she was going to love you regardless,

“Even if you wore perfume from the Dollar Tree she’d still like you!” He tries to give reassurance. You don’t believe that’s true but when you get to his mom’s house you meet her and the rest of his family. His dad was super nice and everyone was very welcoming towards you. You were actually shocked by how chill and laid back everyone was, you felt bad for assuming that they would be mean to you. Jeongin’s mom was the last person you met, when you met her she came off as a little timid but then she started to warming up to you once you started having a lot of things in common.

She was really sweet and super funny, you now know why Jeongin is such a charming guy. You see Jeongin come up to you so he can pull you away from his mom for a bit but his mom brushes him off to tell him she wasn’t finished talking. He walks away with a defeated look on his face and you continue talking with his mom. When the food is ready everyone gathers at the table to eat and you sit beside Jeongin, his mom was across from you both. You were busy for most of the day talking with his family and getting to know everyone. He wanted to be with you but he couldn’t even get the chance, feeling left out in the conversation. You feel your phone vibrate from the table and you pick it up to see who it is, seeing that it’s from Jeongin but you’re confused because he’s sitting right next to you. You turn towards him to ask him why he just texted you but he puts his finger to his mouth to tell you it’s a secret. You place your phone under the table to look at the message,

‘Come meet me in the bathroom upstairs by the laundry room ;)’

You instantly blush from reading that text and try to hide your flustered expression. You look at him and nod your head to signal that you understand. Jeongin shoots his head up and tells his parents who were across the table from him that he needs to be excused to go to the bathroom. You shoot yourself in the foot thinking about what excuse you can come up with so you both don’t look sketchy.

“Sorry please excuse me I have to take this important call for my job,” you quickly say to his parents as you head over to where you’re supposed to go.

You meet Jeongin in the bathroom where he told you to and you went straight to heavily making out. He grabs your ass and spanks it lightly, “How long you think we can be in here before they start to notice?” You ask, his lips now glued to your neck.

“I dunno, I honestly don’t really give a fuck.” He says bluntly, turning you around to face the sink and the mirror, pressing his bulge against your ass. He starts grinding his dick against you slowly, kissing your neck and running his fingers down your body. He lifts up your dress and drags his cock to rub against your clothed cunt, you lowly moan his name and he smiles. He’s about to fuck you so hard against this sink all the while his parents not having a clue where you two went.

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[writerracha]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ liquid courage — jeongin x female reader

↻ 1.6k :: roommates to lovers :: cw. soft dom!jeongin. dry humping. drunk sex (all consensual). boobjob with tongue. some cumplay. use of "pet" and "good girl".

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

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You grab the wine bottle to fill your glass again but you realize that it’s empty. Only a single drop makes it in your glass, and you stare at it in despair. 

“Innie, how the fuck is this bottle empty? We just opened it!” 

Your roommate blinks at you, his eyes going wide as you shake the empty bottle in front of his eyes. He pushes his glasses up on his nose. His bleached hair is a tangled mess on his head, his cheeks red from the booze. 

“What the fuck,” he whispers, grabbing the bottle from your hand. He turns it upside down over his glass, like he wants to test it for himself, but nothing comes out. Not even a single drop. “What the fuck.” 

He frowns, licks his lips. You are staring at him. At his lips. 

“There’s only one explanation, Y/N,” Jeongin says, putting down the bottle beside you. He waves his index at you, so you lean in closer to him. “We must’ve drank it all.” 

For some reason, this is the funniest thing you have ever heard and you burst out laughing. Your head ends up against Jeongin’s shoulder, and he wraps his arms around you, his laugh bursting out from his lungs. It’s loud, uncontrolled, and it mixes with yours perfectly. 

You are both sitting on the floor of your living room, watching a drama you haven’t paid any attention to for more than a hour, eating snacks. It’s your usual Wednesday night ritual, except this time Jeongin decided to open a bottle of wine to celebrate a good grade he got - you drank it so quickly you had to open another, and now the two bottles were empty. 

Now both of you are drunk. You’ve seen each other drunk multiple times before, but it’s the first time it’s just the two of you. You’re not nervous about it - you trust Jeongin completely, he’s a reliable roommate and a good friend of yours. You do not know each other that well, so you were nervous at first about sharing the space - but you had nowhere else to go and Jeongin was a good guy. You got along more than fine, getting to know each other as the weeks went by. He made you laugh a lot. You shared similar interests. He did his dishes and always left the bathroom clean. 

He was also really fucking handsome, but that hadn’t been a problem for you until now. Because as you look up, your laughter finally dying down after long minutes, your face is inches away from his and his lips look extremely inviting. 

Jeongin is still holding you in his arms, staring down at your parted mouth. Your lips are red from the wine, looking plump and soft, and he’s been dying to know what you taste like. Just a few nights ago he heard you masturbating in your room and he thought he’d cum on the spot. He really wanted to respect you, not to cross the boundaries of your relationship as roommates and make your living situation difficult, but you made it hard. You were just so attractive. Exactly his type. With your tits poking out from under your shirts when you didn’t wear a bra, that short skirt you liked to wear when you went out, the lip gloss that always made him think about pinning you against the wall and making out until none of you could stand straight. 

He doesn’t want to think about you this way, but he can’t help it. Neither can you. 

But you’re drunk and you don’t want to care. Neither does he. 

“Innie?” 

“Hm?” 

“You’re staring at my boobs.” 

He looks up in surprise. When he meets your gaze, and realizes you’re smiling amusingly, Jeongin grins and starts to chuckle.

“Sorry.” 

“You like my tits?” 

He licks his lips again. “Yeah.” 

“You want to fuck them?” 

He blinks, but his smile doesn’t go away. You love the way it takes up half of his face, that it always seems so sincere. Except this smile seems a little different. It’s amused, it’s bright, but it’s also mischievous, and it makes you a little too horny. 

His hand pushes a strand of hair away from your face. “My pretty little roommate… I’ll put my cock anywhere you want me to.” 

You clench at the words, letting out an audible moan. Jeongin chuckles, taking your chin between his long fingers. 

“Are you already wet, pet? I haven’t even touched you…” 

You lick your lips and he follows your tongue with his eyes. His stare is dark. “I want your cock between my tits, Innie.” 

He mutters a fuck before he pushes his lips against yours. The kiss is messy, your tongues immediately colliding in a feverish dance, and you climb on Jeongin. He digs his fingers in your hips as you moan against his mouth. Both of you are drunk - you want this, and you can feel that he does, too. So you don’t stop. You can’t. 

Jeongin’s large hands come to palm your breasts, squeezing the tender flesh, and he bucks his hips as he plays with your nipples. You moan, feeling his erection against your warm core. 

“Are you sure about this?” he moans. 

You nod. “More than sure. You?” 

He smiles. “Me, too. I’ve wanted to have you like this for a while…” 

He rolls his erection against your wetness, sending a shiver across your body. You grab his shirt, moaning his name. “Just needed a little liquid courage, huh?” you tease him.

“Right back at you. Fuck, those clothes need to go,” he breathes. 

You nod, helping him remove your t-shirt and bra, and he stares down at your bare tits with his mouth parted. Giggling, you push them together, pinching your nipples with a soft moan. 

“My cock is going to look so good nestled in between those,” Jeongin grins. 

You both laugh excitedly as Jeongin goes to sit on the couch. You stay on your knees, on the floor, settling between his legs as he pulls down his shorts. His cock springs free, already fully erect, and you stare at it, your hands sprawled on his thighs. Jeongin holds it although he wouldn’t need to, smiling down at you. 

“Fuck, you are so pretty looking up at me like that,” he tells you, his voice a little rasp. 

You bite your lip, moving your hands upwards, resisting the urge to put his cock in your mouth, to suck him dry. Jeongin seems to catch your hesitation because he pushes two fingers under your chin to lift your face, meeting your gaze. 

“Maybe later if you’re a good girl,” he says in a low voice, leaning in to give you a kiss. 

He tastes like wine and sweets, and you position yourself, placing his cock in between your tits. His white hair sticks to his torso. Jeongin lets out a guttural groan, his head thrown backwards on the couch. His hair falls everywhere on his face, his glasses are crooked, his lips raw from your making out. You stare at him as you move your body up and down, making sure that his cock is trapped in between your tits. 

“F-fuck…” he grunts. “Fuck, yes, just like that…” 

You giggle, wishing you had a free hand so you could relieve some of the pressure in your cunt. You feel yourself getting soaking wet, your clit throbbing, aching for touch. But a part of you is too captivated by the facial expressions Jeongin makes as he starts to thrust his hips, fucking your tits. One of his wide hands slides into his hair, the veins popping out, and slides to gather your hair behind your head. He pulls on it a little, making you arch your back, and you let out a moan. 

“I can’t… I can’t s-stop,” he breathes. 

“Are you gonna cum on my tits, Innie?” you ask.

When he nods enthusiastically, you can’t help but smile. You work against his grip to bend your head forward and you stick out your tongue - so when his cock thrusts up, it touches it. 

“Ugh, fuck!” Jeongin lets out a cry. 

You lick him every time he moves, making him breathe harder. Jeongin pushes your head down on his cock, so much the tip almost enters your mouth. He’s muttering indecipherable words under his breath and you know he is close. 

“Come on, pretty boy. Cum all over me,” you mewl at him. 

It only takes another second before Jeongin grunts loudly, thick spurts of cum escaping his cock and falling on your mouth, your hands, and your tits. You look down at the beautiful white liquid covering you, clenching at the sight. 

“Fuck, Innie…” you whisper. “You came so much.” 

He doesn’t really answer you - his head has fallen back on the couch and he’s trying to steady his breathing. You chuckle, sticking out your tongue to lick him clean. He shakes a little, his cock sensitive, but you still do it. 

“Don’t swallow,” he warns you. 

You look at him with an arched eyebrow. Jeongin cups your face in his hands, removing the hair from your face. He stares at your wide eyes, at your wet lips, at the small stains of cum remaining on your face - it’s a sight he will never forget. 

“Show me your tongue,” he orders you in a low voice. 

You obey him, parting your lips. You look so hot right there, between his legs, mouth full of him. Cum falling in drops, and Jeongin pats your cheek. 

“Now, swallow.” 

He tastes warm and salty, but you like it. When you are done swallowing, Jeongin moves forward, flicking one of your nipples with his thumb. Your tits are a little sensitive, so your body jolts as you whimper. 

“You’ve been such a good girl. Now it’s my turn to make you cum.” 

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this was my first time writing with jeongin so eeeek!! I hope you guys like it. thank you for all your love I really appreciate it let me know if you have any requests or thoughts! ♡♡

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[ybklix]

Ｌｏｓｔ ｉｎ ｔｒａｎｓｌａｔｉｏｎ

☆ lee minho.

───𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙫𝙚𝙧.───

𐙚 genre - content - tags: fanfic / smut / legal age gap / lee know x fem character

₊˚⊹♡ inspired by 2003 sofia cappola's movie: lost in translation.

Synopsis: A young woman confused by life without direction. A successful young artist, amidst a career peak crisis. Both brought together on a spontaneous trip to Tokyo.

★ 𝐿𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

While it was often said that New York was the city that never slept, had anyone ever truly seen Tokyo? More times than Lee Minho himself could count, even while he was in the womb of his beloved mother.

For someone like him, where everything seemed to shine, people didn't know even the slightest detail of his inner feelings... and amidst the slow and tiresome work, he stumbled upon a distraction that made him feel like he hadn't in a long time. It was like returning to the past, where he was simply a person and not an image worth millions. That's when he suddenly felt alive again.

When they said that everything Minho touched turned to gold... could that strange girl who seemed so soulles also turn into such precious metal with his sudden and gentle touch?

In an unconventional union. One of his many trips to Tokyo for him; the cold travel companion of his sister for her. But a sudden encounter where language wasn't a barrier, but rather a fun game to decipher.

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now ik there's other lino fic w the same name lol, this one is inspired by the movie oks

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[amnignsity]

Yours...

Yang Jeongin x F!Reader

Best friends to lovers, Hint of Possessive jeongin, Exhibitionism, Public s-x, Unprotected >Wrap before you tap people!<, Creampie, Whimpering (Female and Male), Pvssy drvnk jeongin and Cock drvnk reader, Biting, Drooling, Unexperienced virgins, Slight begging(male).

Both of them are 20, no underage wanky pankeys here ladies and gentlemen.

Jeongin whined feeling your wet cunt slowly wrapping around his half harden cock - His mind fogging at the feeling of your wet insides as you slowly take him whole the feeling making your eyes roll back as you panted against his ear. Hot breath against his neck making jeongin's cock twitch inside of you.

He placed his big hands on your hips while he buried his face against your neck - whimpering while you take your time adjusting his hardening size. He was thick slightly longer than the average.

You whimpered feeling his cock harden inside you stretching you out even more as you panted while jeongin gently gives your neck kisses and licks as he bites on the spot - so eagerly sucking on it making red and purple spots all over your neck and collarbone.

"Y-you feel...ah...so good...please...please..let me move-.."

Jeongin whined lowly against your ear his mind already clouded from the heat you both are making despite the ac of the library. You slowly raised your hips making jeongin whine and babble nonsense - He panted softly against your ear as you moved your hips in a slow pace just letting the both you experience the feeling of s-x for the first time in your lifes.

"F-fuck...ah..f-feel so...ah..." Jeongin gripped on your hips as he slowly began thrusting his hips up meeting yours making you both moan in response. His tip reaching your g-spot unknowingly making you shudder above him - seeing stars while you moan slightly louder against his ear.

Jeongin could tell it felt good as he groans at the way you cunt holds him tightly inside - Sweat was forming against you two while jeongin helped you both move, your legs becoming jelly as time passes by but that didn't matter as the pleasure you both were feeling was far more in your heads than the aching feeling of your legs.

You spread your legs even more adjusting yourself as you began bouncing against his thrust that stopped momentarily while jeongin shakes underneath you - You could see his eyes roll back as his mouth parted abit.

He frowns as he feels tears forming against his eyes - wrapping his arms around you that were tense his muscles clear to the eyes as he held you tightly close against his body.

You stopped momentarily making him whine looking up at you with doe teary eyes while he pouts - you could see drool beginning to drip against his lips while his eyes were foggy.

"W-why did you stop...please don't stop...it feels good...don't.." He whimpered while you gently pat his head trying to sooth the whiny man infront of you.

"Sh...i know.. just checking up on you love..." You said making jeongin's heart beat quicken while he just stares at you lovestruck despite his drunken state from your tight cunt - you smiled giggling slightly when you felt his cock twitched inside you when you uttter the word 'love'.

Leaning down while holding his face gently - He looked so utterly fucked up underneath you, His lips parted slightly glossy and his eyes teary and big directly looking at your parted lips as he whimpered against his throat slowly gulping as he leans forward close to you.

Feeling your lips against his making both of you moan in delight - you slowly moved down against his aching cock the veins you could feel them against your gummy walls as you both panted. The sensation of it addictive to the both of you while you gently move pieces of his hair to the side that were soaked in sweat.

"Taste....ah...so good darling.." Jeongin whines against the kiss as you began to bounce up and down against his aching cock - His tongue out as he placed one of his hands behind your head kissing you sloppily while he pants.

His other hand gripping against your side while he shakingly thrusts his hips up meeting your movements - You could feel a tight knot forming against your lower abdomen making you so eager and shaky above him.

His grip secure with his eyes closed chasing your lips, your taste while he thrusts himself into you in a rough pace - too in tune with his pleasure while your cunt sucks his cock in deeper making you arch your back against the feeling.

Mixed slick and pre-cum dripping down your thighs and his while he chases for both your highs - the sloppy and sticky noises you both make in the library so clear in your section and the smell of s-x in the air so sensual you could taste it yourself.

Jeongin could feel himself twitch inside your hot sloppy cunt making him whimper gently stopping you as he switches both of your positions - you being underneath him while your legs up against his shoulder almost folding into half while he supports your waist.

He frowns while you look up at him moaning - his tongue out while he shakingly breaths in moving his hips again this time with a fast and rough pace wanting to get both of your desired high.

He whimpers in delight when you pulled him close against you while he pounds into you like an animal in heat - so drunk off your dripping cunt he could barely think other than breaking your tight pussy and making it his own, jeongin gulps at his sudden thought surprising himself with it while he whines against your ear.

"F-fuck...wanna make it mine..ah..can I make you mine?...please..love..my darling?...Can this pussy be mine only?..." He begs pleading to you with a whiny voice while he pounds his cock in and out - holding you so tightly while you moan in response too dumb from his big cock that ripping you apart with each thrust.

You nodded pulling him closer, your chests touch against one another - he whimpers giving you a kiss and you reciprocated his hands softly moving down against your inner thighs as he gently spreads them open beginning to pound into you deeper with a new position in mind.

You moaned loudly against his ear - forgetting how both of you are in the library and on public as he pounds and pounds into you, hiding his face against your neck feeling his own high beginning to form as he moved closer and deeper into you.

Your scent entering his system while he thrusts - You could feel a snap as you gripped on his arms tightly eyes rolling back while you squirmed underneath him babbling nonsense while you quickly bit his shoulder to keep yourself from shouting.

Jeongin groans your high being his pleasure as he roughly pounds into you burying his face lower against your chest feeling his own snap - letting your walls painted by his cum all while he pants sloppily thrusting inside you wanting every drop to be inside you making him whimpers.

You both panted hard the sweat soaked on both of your clothes while jeongin remains unmoving just holding you close while he empties out his load fully inside you - You grumbled wanting to move so he adjusts himself but making sure your still close against his body not wanting to let go after a intimate moment.

"Mine..." You huffed at his tired statement seemingly too fucked up to even think for a moment while you just nodded.

"Uh huh...yours...you're mine too right?.." You asked soft while patting his head getting a nod in response while you close your eyes.

"I'm yours..."

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And that's how your friends found you both in the end of the library due to worry only to find out you both got sleepy from fucking each others brains out - thankfully no one else was in the library early in the morning when you both decided to fuck or maybe there was someone but who knows.

Seungmin definitely will make fun of you two after you guys wake up - he has even more blackmail now.

Chan is disappointed that you both fucked without protection and not the fact that you both fucked when you had classes to attend.

Minho and Changbin are proud - Hyunjin is just not surprised knowing the both of you when you two are together.

Both Felix and Han will mostly likely be teasing you both with seungmin - never forgetting until pigs fly.

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> English is not my first language I'm sorry if you see any grammar mistakes.

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[sunmoonjune]

moonlit inferno

pairing: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [werewolf au] [kingdom of night universe]

warnings: suggestive content - minors dni, cursing, chasing, predator/prey, werewolves, biting, mentions of blood, dirty talk, member x member relationships, BONK skz go to horny jail, hair pulling, choking, teasing, a little spanking, ass slaps (it’s minho c’mon), lots of intimate touching, demonteez cameo, fr tho this is suggestive content - I'll block you if you interact with this without an age indicator in your bio! 

word count: 10k

a/n: hello my dears <3 this is part of my petrichor universe (a poly! Kpop fic universe) so if you want to read the first fic it’s here: storm clouds at midnight. you don’t have to read it to understand the premise of this fic, but it might have some mentioned plot points! also why does all my kingdom of night content turn out suggestive?? skz?? do you have something to tell me?? also if you see me switching tenses,,, no you didn’t xD 

“You think we can lure her out?” Jisung murmurs, his fingers absentmindedly tugging on Minho’s. The two are piled onto an armchair, their bodies squished tightly together and no semblance of space left between their skin. Surrounding them in their own warm, tender mess of limbs and skin, the rest of the Stray Kids pack debate how to defeat you in their next chase.

“Nah, she’s too smart for that,” Felix responds, soft voice just a whisper from where his face is buried in Changbin’s hair. The end of his disagreement pulls down into that ‘r’ sound that comes out with his accent, and it makes the others muffle their laughs, no matter how long they’ve been hearing the inflection. Flashes of freckles appear from behind Changbin’s dark hair, Felix’s soft skin barely noticeable as shifts to nose his lover’s temple. Changbin is reclined against Felix’s chest, his back pressed tight to his partner’s as they lay together in a bean bag tossed beside the sofa. The blonde werewolf has his arms wrapped around Changbin’s waist, playing softly with the hem of his dark shirt. Changbin rumbles pleasantly when Felix’s warm fingers graze his waist. 

“Besides,” Changbin continues, “We’ve already tried that.” 

Minho hums in response, his eyes drifting over to Chan and Hyunjin. The pack Alpha is staring out the bay window, his feet laid flat in front of him on the plush seat. Hyunjin sits across from him, their legs intertwined in a blur of limbs. He’s lost in thought, and Minho tugs playfully at their bond to bring Chan back to the present. When his chest fills with heat, Chan turns to release a little, lighthearted snarl in the direction of his second-in-command. The sound makes Minho laugh. They’re always teasing each other it seems. 

Two more ‘mating chases’ had occurred since the one in which you completed the courting process. Now that you were officially mated to the werewolves, the chases still continued as a playful addition to your growing relationship. They added some excitement to the usual routine, and allowed you a chance to continue teasing the wolves. You only had so many chances to truly outwit them, so you took full advantage of the chases when they were offered. The wolves enjoyed them as much as you did, and they often used the chases as an opportunity to refresh their mating marks. The raised flesh of bite marks gracing Hyunjin’s skin tingled as he thought of them, smirking as heat bubbles in his stomach at the thought of sinking his fangs into his own mark of yours once more. 

“Yeah, you remember what happened to Minho?” Hyunjin chuckled, teasing his elder. The perpetual teasing was something he seemed to enjoy. Hyunjin liked the results, simultaneously scared of the second-in-command and turned on by his anger. 

Minho recalls his first chase with you, when he tried desperately to lure you back into their territory with the bond. You had outsmarted him then, and several times since then. He still turns to face Hyunjin, a dull look on his face as his eyebrows lift. Hyunjin smiles, his stomach fluttering with that hot feeling and he knows he’s in for it later. 

“So what do we try next then?” 

The wolves ponder the question, reflecting on the previous results of their mating chases. Fond smiles pull at their lips as they recall how the last two had ended. 

The first of the two chases had resulted in your triumph, tallying the victories three to one, in your favor. You had managed to outmaneuver the wolves’ keen senses by leaving a trail of distracting articles of clothing in your wake – to which they quickly lost track of your scent. 

You ditched your shorts first, feeling a little embarrassed when you hung the cloth across an outstretched tree branch. Ensuring it was thoroughly coated in your scent, you left them behind for your mates to find, and backtracked a few yards in the hopes that it would lead them astray. Of course their senses were acutely tuned, so you did not predict it to work perfectly. 

You knew they found them when heat filled your stomach. The bond roared with a feisty warmth, and you felt more than one of the wolves send waves of excitement through your soulbonds. The knowledge of your nearly bare form springing through the trees of their territory had certainly worked in your favor, and you felt Chan’s dominance swell in your own chest. 

Minho had groaned and tossed his head back when he found the shorts, his stomach fluttering with arousal and his head spinning as he picked up the cloth. 

“Hyung, she’s doing it again.” 

Hyunjin snickered, knowing damn well what you had planned for his mates. It had partially been his idea – a promise made between you two if he helped you successfully defeat the others. His stomach flickered with heat as he remembered what you offered in return. 

Leaning away from Minho’s outstretched hand, Hyunjin dodged his elder’s attempts to scruff him by his neck. The bond between the two wolves flickers with dominance, the familiar feeling not surprising any of the wolves. Hyunjin loved to rile Minho up, and in turn, Minho adored putting Hyunjin in his place. 

Chan turned his head back towards his second-in-command when he spoke. “What? She leave another gift?” 

His questioning tone was deep and overflowing with that familiar dominance that always emerged when Chan was hunting. It made the others shiver, the sound of their Alpha’s gravelly voice enough to make them weak in the knees. Chan knew you were a sucker for it, and often used the dominating lilt of his voice to persuade you into many things. He greatly enjoyed the submissive look in your eyes when he looked down at you with that rich, deep voice murmuring for you to look up at him from your place on your knees.  

When Minho held up your clothing, the material overflowing with your scent, Chan had to resist the groan that attempted to fall from his lips. The heat in his stomach blurred his thoughts, and for a moment all the Alpha can see is your bare skin pressed against his. Soft flesh warm against his, a memory of those sweet pink panties he loved between his teeth, Chan could nearly taste you on his tongue. 

“Fuck,” he rumbled, “Our girl is too good at this.”

After they left the clearing, your scent guiding them through the trees, they were quick to stumble across your shirt next. An oversized one of their own, Jeongin was not quite sure whose it had been, but when he lifted it to his nose, he could smell nearly each of his mates in the fabric. It takes a moment for him to remember, but the youngest lets out a sweet purr when he recalls something. 

The fabric of your shirt clutched in his hands, Jeongin groaned out a question to his partners. “S’that mean she’s out here in just –” 

“Just the thigh highs Minho bought f’her,” Changbin purred, head knocking back as he imagined the fabric squeezing your legs. He remembered the way the intricate lace crawled up the expanse of your thighs, the socks connected sweetly to a garter. You had been wearing them that morning, at Hyunjin's request. Changbin’s pants tightened across his crotch, and he sent an aroused bolt of heat down the bond in your direction, cursing you for thinking so far ahead. 

Minho’s eyes rolled back into his skull. 

“Fuck.” 

He remembered buying the thigh highs last week, wishing to see them wrapped around the flesh of your thighs. He couldn’t believe you would use them against him like this. Minho’s wolf snarled, and found difficulty attempting to restrain it. Feeling a little feral, Minho groaned once more as he imagined the sight of your legs in the lace. His skin felt so hot and he was growing far too uncomfortable in his pants. 

No one else had a chance to react. At Changbin’s side, Seungmin released a throaty snarl and took off into the forest. His senses overwhelmed by your scent and his body succumbing to lust, Seungmin’s mind was solely focused on you. Thoughts filtering through images of you alone in the woods, waiting for one of them to find you and clad in nothing but a pair of thigh highs hooked to your panties, Seungmin’s wolf howled. 

The others rush after Seungmin soon after. 

Though, you honestly had sort of hoped they would find you soon; running in the woods nearly naked was sort of uncomfortable – talk about chafing. It left you a little embarrassed, but at least you had the comfort of knowing the territory was empty besides you and your werewolves. Chan had patrolled the territory himself, ensuring it would be safe for another mating chase. None of your mates were too keen on encountering another vampire after the events of a few months ago. 

In a last act of defiance, you had stopped a few moments after losing your shirt to spread your scent around a small clearing. Though it made you shy, you made sure to coat the area with enough of your smell to leave the wolves’ senses distorted. Excitement tickled your gut and you nearly giggled at the thought of what your plan would achieve. Adrenaline still pumped through your veins as it always did, and the sound of one of your mates snarling in the distance made your skin prick with that giddy feeling you loved. 

Before leaving the space, you unhooked the garter around your left thigh, the clip at your waist following soon after the one above your knee. Pulling the fabric down your thigh, you laid the stocking in an obvious spot for the wolves to find. Your chest rumbled with pride and traces of arousal, feeling far too confident at the prospect of outsmarting the werewolves. 

You left the other thigh high untouched, feeling your thighs flex with the mental image of Minho pulling the remaining cloth from your skin. It was his gift after all, you might as well give him the pleasure of taking the rest of it off. You smirked when you left the learning, hearing the approaching excited shouts of your mates in the distance. With a shiver of arousal, unsure if it was your own or one of your lovers, you took off back into the trees. 

The lone stocking had been the last straw. 

When Minho found the thigh high strewn across the forest floor, he had nearly howled. The heat surging in his chest was too much. Head spinning in delight and dizzy with arousal, his wolf had growled and begged Minho to go after you. However Minho had been far too overwhelmed with heat, and when he inhaled another sweet whiff of your scent from the fabric in his grip, Minho succumbed to the lust clouding his senses. 

“Oh, fuck me,” he moaned, whipping around to face his approaching mates with a sort of purr bubbling in his throat. Jisung stepped forward first, a little too close to his mate and unable to avoid Minho’s quick hand as it reached forward to grip Jisung by the back of his neck, just as he intended to scruff Hyunjin moments earlier. Jisung emitted a weak whine in response, going limp in his elder’s hold. Radiating with a dominant, salacious rage, Minho had begun to drag Jisung back towards the pack house with a bark at the others.

“Min –” Jisung tried to speak, cut off as Minho’s fingers tightened across his neck, not too tight, but enough to quiet him. The elder smirked when Jisung went limp in his hands once more. A throaty whine pulled from Jisung’s lips as his feet forced him to follow Minho towards the pack house. 

Turning back to Chan with a darkness clouding his irises and heat swelling in their bond, Minho shot him a final look as he disappeared.

“Save her f’me will you? I wanna’ take that last piece off her myself.” Minho purred as he pulled Jisung away, running his hands across the younger’s back as he shivered pleasantly under Minho’s grip. “I’ve got something to take care of first.” 

Chan would have laughed if not for the heat flickering beneath his own skin. 

The others had succumbed to their urges soon after, following Minho back to the pack house as they succumbed to their own muddled senses and salacious thoughts. Chan could barely control his remaining pack members as they grasped at each other with growls and feral sounds. Hyunjin had Felix beneath him before Chan could even comprehend it, and Changbin had been the one to keep them both in line, sinking his teeth into Hyunjin’s shoulder. Your sweet scent radiated through the air, and just a whiff was enough to drive the werewolves mad. Changbin shuddered at the combined smell of you and his other partners, fangs digging deeper into Hyunjin’s skin – to which the wolf shivered pleasantly. 

“Stay still, Pretty boy,” Changbin murmured into Hyunjin’s skin, his wolf rumbling beneath his skin as he squirms. Strong hands gripped him tight, Hyunjin keening as his partner’s teeth pressed into his mating mark. Adrenaline buzzed beneath their skin, transforming into some form of heat that fluttered in his stomach, pushing him to grip Felix tighter. 

“Ngh – shit, Baby” Hyunjin whimpered, head falling back into Changbin’s shoulder as he scrambled to grip Felix’s waist to keep himself steady. The eldest of the three purred happily when Hyunjin sunk into his chest, already beginning to shift both his mates onto their feet and back to the pack house. 

Seungmin and Jeongin were gone before Chan could turn to call them. The two youngest were sprinting through the trees, heat swelling in the bond between them as they rushed to return to their home. The Alpha could clearly see the youngest snapping his teeth at Seungmin, and huffed as heat filtered through the bond. Seungmin offered his own snarl in response, nearly whipping around to bite back at his lover, but Chan knew Seungmin would be happy to punish that behavior later. 

Chan didn’t even have the clarity to roll his eyes at his mates’ behavior. His wolf was snarling and radiating a dominant aura from his chest. It seeped into the bond, and Chan could feel his pack members wane under its strength. You tugged fiercely at the bond and Chan couldn’t help the snarl that left his lips. His fangs pressed into his gums, aching to sink into flesh and claim you and the others as his own. With his head cloudy and his skin burning, Chan knew he wouldn’t be able to continue his pursuit alone, too desperate to get someone on their knees beneath him. 

So with a final, fierce tug of the bond, Chan growled at their loss and forced himself back to the pack house.

“My little fuckin’ tease,” the Alpha had snarled to himself as he left, “I’ll get you back for this one, Pretty baby.”

It was a delightful sight to return to.

Of course, your gloating pride had only lasted so long, as Minho was quick on his feet and even quicker to get you beneath him – all too happy to punish you as his own sort of ‘revenge’ from your teasing behavior. 

“God damnit,” Minho had ground out, jaw clenched as his sight locked onto your approaching form. His outstretched hands had immediately forced you onto the bed and your stomach swelled with excited arousal. “Get over here, Sweetheart. You might have won, but m’still gonna’ fuck you so stupid.” 

Seungmin had snarled his own choked sound, somehow now towering over Felix. Your form crashed next to the blonde wolf and you immediately leaned over to kiss your lover. Felix’s hands were quick to grip onto your hips, pulling you closer as Hyunjin’s hands ran down his chest. Hyunjin watched you melt into his lover’s hands, musing that he would collect his prize for the promised success later.

Minho’s hands were on your thighs a moment after, already playing with the remaining lace on your flesh. One hand slid upwards, stroking delicately over the wetness of your underwear, and your head fell back away from Felix’s lips. You whined a sweet sound and Minho grinned. You could feel the smile against your thighs, his fangs scraping across your skin. 

“God Baby,” he moaned, head dropping down to your hips as his lips dragged down your stomach and across your thighs. Chan watched Minho as he leaned back to allow his mate the promised privilege of stripping the remaining thigh high from your skin. 

“Yeah, that’s right,” Chan mused, lidded eyes watching Minho as his tongue flicked out over your inner thigh. His deep chuckle echoed through the room and Minho’s teeth finally pulled the stocking into his teeth. “Melt for us, Pretty girl.” 

Just the memory of Minho’s teeth picking up the lace in his teeth was enough to make your skin tingle. 

The second chase had been a victory for the wolves – altering the tally to three-two, still in your favor. 

Chan had indeed planned their trap well this time. He made good on the promise to return the favor and pulled out all the stops the morning before the chase was to occur. Starting when the sun broke over the horizon, the Alpha had woken with you in his arms, still sleeping peacefully. 

Slipping out of bed, Chan had gathered his pack members for a brief meeting to discuss their plan before you woke. He was thorough, making sure each of the werewolves understood their roles and would follow through. He didn’t have much to worry about, as each of his pack mates was more than excited to carry out his plan.  

Jeongin and Felix were the ones to wake you, knowing you were a sucker for their sweet smiles and weak to their soft dominance in the morning hours. With sleep still pulling at your mind, you were barely able to comprehend the warmth of skin against yours as you blearily cracked your eyes open. Soft fingers grazed your chest, you hummed pleasantly as heat surrounded you. 

Felix was behind you, arms tightly embracing your form with Jeongin at your front. The dark haired wolf’s lips were on your throat, teeth pressing into his mating mark just beneath his Alpha’s. You whined when the touch sparked heat in your stomach. Just a graze of his fangs was all it took – the marks sensitive to the touch and inducing a submissive haze. It was uncanny how much the mating marks affected you. Jeongin’s fangs scraping over you was the first thing you felt that morning, and it was enough to make your still tired mind sink into sleepy pleasure. 

Felix chucked under his breath, chest shaking at your back as you whined, his hands brushing over your bare skin with a smirk. 

“Good mornin,’ Pretty girl,” his deep voice cooed, smiling when you shivered against him. Felix knew exactly what the sound of their voices did to you. So when he leaned forward and pressed his lips to your ear, you went weak in his hold. His fingers toyed with your shirt, drifting upwards to run across your tits gently. You barely felt his soft touch, but still knocked your head back into his chest when his teasing fingers brushed against your nipple. 

Still sleepy, the overwhelming combination of their hot touch so early in the morning had made you dizzy. Heat bubbled in your gut and your skin tingled with arousal. When Jeongin’s full lips descended over his mating mark upon your throat, you whined again. 

“Yeah, you like that?” the blonde werewolf mused, watching as Jeongin grazed his fangs over your throat again. The younger let out his own chuckle, and you keened when his skin trembled with the sound, pressed tight to your own chest. Bare skin pressed against his own, Jeongin let his fingers drift, pulling one of your thighs up over his hip so you could feel the throbbing below his waist. Pressing his hips into yours with a smooth roll, your eyes rolled back into your head as you went weak between them. Your thighs clenched together, trying to trap Jeongin between them as you felt them dampen with arousal. 

“Sound so pretty, Honey,” the youngest teased. His grin was so haughty that you had a hard time remembering the sweet demeanor that had crowned him the name ‘Baby Bread.’ 

Jeongin chuckled, watching as you melted and reached your hand out for him. Quickly, the youngest stepped out of your hold and smirked as he disappeared from the room. 

“M’gonna’ get breakfast,” Jeongin teased, shooting you a lusty look from over his shoulder as he swiftly exited the room. His wolf was raging in his chest, begging to turn back around and sink his teeth back into your skin like he so desperately wanted. Jeongin ignored the throbbing of his heart and the hot ache in his sweats, knowing that his Alpha’s plan would ensue better results if they all followed through. 

Your eyes pried open in confusion, mouth dropping open as Jeongin’s warmth disappeared from your chest. You nearly whined unhappily as Felix shifted too, the werewolf standing as he placed you back against the bed. Turning to face him with a frown on your lips, Felix almost audibly cooed at the sleepy frustration on your face.

“S’wrong, Angel?” He purred, deep voice rumbling through his chest with gravelly sound. “You want something?”

As the haze of sleep filtered away, you slowly began to recall the chase that was to take place that day, frown deepening as you began to understand the teasing. You shifted on the bed in an attempt to soothe the ache developing between your thighs and gave Felix a knowing look. 

“Dirty trick, Lixie,” you murmured, voice still thick with sleep. You raised an eyebrow at the werewolf, watching as he smiled brightly. Still weak to the radiance of his sunshine smile, you melted and offered a soft grin of your own in return. Unable to resist him, you felt your heart twist with affection for the blonde wolf, always weak to his bright smiles and sweet demeanor. 

“Yeah I know,” Felix murmured with a grin, pressing his lips to your forehead as you squirmed out of his grip. He rubbed his head against yours shortly, leaving a trail of his scent behind as he chuffed quietly. It was uncharacteristically sweet compared to the dirty touches he had been leaving on your hips.

Just as Chan planned, you couldn’t resist Felix or Jeongin, and thought nothing more of their teasing actions that morning. Their teasing nature was not unusual, and you often woke to one of the wolves flustering you with kisses. The action was so normal for the wolves, so you simply shook it off as their typical behavior. 

After pulling yourself from the warmth of Felix’s embrace, you slipped into the kitchen to join Minho at the stove. Steps quiet, you entered the common area of the pack house silently. Though, no matter how hushed your footfalls may have been, Minho still looked up when you entered the kitchen. Their werewolf senses were never outmatched, it seemed. The pack’s second-in-command gave you a sweet smile as you stepped closer, nodding slightly in a motion to encourage you closer. 

Minho bumped his hip with yours as you settled at his side, his hands occupied with stirring the ingredients in the pan before him. You chuckled under your breath and swayed back into him, feeling the bond ripple between you with affection. The sweet warmth filtered through your veins, waking each nerve as it simmered in the pleasant heat. He too, rubbed his side against your own, leaving his scent behind on your skin. It was a common maneuver of theirs, something that you had picked up on quite quickly. 

Chan watched you linger at the stove with Minho, his eyes suddenly a little shiny as you bumped hips with each other. His heart swelled with affection, thumping fiercely beneath his ribs with a giddy sort of joy that made his fingers tingle. A gentle smile pulled at his lips, suddenly feeling so soft as he watched you and Minho in your sweet, domestic moment. The bond between you surged, and you turned to face Chan as the feeling strummed the string binding you. 

The moment was broken when you realized what the pack Alpha was wearing. Chan had put on that obsidian compression shirt that you loved – the one that was a little too tight in the best of ways. Chan smirked as he watched your eyes drift to his sleeveless shoulders, feeling a rush of heat filter through his chest as you took in his muscular arms. 

It didn’t take much longer to discover your Alpha’s plan. 

Minho turned your attention back to him as his hand drifted a little low, strong fingers quickly gripping your ass. You made a muffled sound of surprise as you shifted into his chest. Legs bare aside from the underwear you had pulled on, you were clad in whoever’s button up had been strewn across the armchair of your room. Minho felt his lips pull up into a smirk of his own as his fingers rubbed against warm skin, squeezing again as your hand pushed at his strong chest. 

“Minho!” you huffed, attempting to squirm out of his grip. The werewolf responded with a dark chuckle, feeling a bolt of pride sink into him as it seemed to affect you. His lidded eyes looked at you with that dark look you were all too familiar with. 

“What?” he murmured playfully, his other hand wrapping around your waist to grip you tight against him. “After all this time, you still never see it coming.” 

You squirmed again, Minho’s hot hands seeping through the thin cloth surrounding you. The dark look in his eyes made your legs weak, as it always did, and you struggled to maintain your strength. Your gut fluttered and warmed when you felt Chan’s form press into your back. 

Legs feeling mushy and starting to get light-headed, you leaned your head back into Chan’s shoulder. Resting your weight there, you sighed into the two werewolves, now beginning to understand the actions of the two younger wolves that morning. Your eyes fluttered shut, but flicked back open as Chan’s warm thumb ran up the length of your throat, tilting your head further back into his chest. You shifted so your bent form could meet his eyes, head lifting off his muscular chest. 

Chan’s lip quirked into that lusty look you love. “S’it – look at me, Pretty girl.” 

You resisted the urge to lean into his touch. His remaining fingers rested against your neck, not quite closed around your throat, but so close to the position he adored. Their hot skin against yours made your nerves tingle and your thighs twitch. Minho’s fingers still gripped your ass in his hands, the other flexing around the flesh of your thigh, tempted to pull it up over his hip. A flash of fangs appeared as he laughed, squeezing your thigh tight as your chest pushed out towards him when you arched your back. 

“So weak for Channie aren’t ya,’ Baby?” Minho purred, sending a bolt of teasing heat down your bond and taking pride in the way you seemed to shiver as it hit you. He spoke informally, but Chan let him off this time – because God, did he love how weak you were beneath him and Minho. 

You suppressed the whine that desperately ached to pull from your lips, trying to maintain your strength. You knew the others had planned another chase today, and you would be damned if you lost the lead you had gained. 

“You plan this, Channie?” you murmured, voice only trembling once when Chan’s fingers flexed once around your throat. You finally did let out a whine when the Alpha’s hand disappeared. Wanting to follow him, you tried to twist and see why Chan left, but you were stopped when Minho’s fingers slapped sharply across your thigh. You squeaked, head twisting sharply to face Minho as his lidded, dark eyes looked down at you. 

“Hmm...” Chan responded, the answer vague but still deep with that dominant lilt Chan’s voice sometimes took on. His stomach fluttered as he watched Minho pull you closer. Lips twitching and eyes darkening, Chan turned his attention to the approaching figures in the hallway. The food now ignored and the stove off, Chan nodded at Hyunjin and Seungmin’s forms as they entered the kitchen, as if he had known they were headed your way. 

You attempted to reach back for Chan, eyes still fixed on Minho’s dilated ones, but you were interrupted when a large hand wrapped around your wrists. Pulling them together behind you, the person’s fingers pinned your wrists to your back with a single hand. Hyunjin, you figured by the size of their hands. Your heart skipped a beat, breath caught in your throat with a twitch of anticipation. 

“Nuh-uh, Pretty. Eyes forward – keep looking at Minho,” Hyunjin purred, sliding into Chan’s place, Seungmin following not far behind. Chan leaned back against the kitchen counter with his legs spread wide, arms crossed across his muscular chest as he watched. His head was tilted back the slightest, that dark look in his eyes that he knew made you weak. His pants were tight, but he could ignore it for now. 

“Keep these here,” Seungmin murmured, referring to your hands as he slid to press his side against Minho’s. His own hands pressed once into yours, pushing them tight against your back as Hyunjin chuckled. Minho huffed his own laugh as you weakened in their grip, body going limp as Seungmin’s body pressed into your side. 

Minho looked over at Hyunjin, smirking again when he saw the darkness of his dilated pupils. The bond between you was roaring, overflowing with some kind of static heat that made you dizzy, but the wolves didn’t seem to mind. While their senses were muddled, the scent of your swelling arousal beginning to seep into the atmosphere, they were able to maintain enough clarity to remember what Chan had planned. 

Hyunjin smiled, his fangs beginning to elongate into points, and Minho offered a playful snarl to his younger mate at the sight. When Hyunjin lifted his head and snapped at Minho, the second-in-command felt that familiar bolt of dominance strike through him. Hyunjin’s eyes were dark and his body was hot, but under Minho’s raised brow and pointed look, Hyunjin shrunk. Minho’s chest flushed with pride as Hyunjin yielded, one of his hands lifting from your waist to press into Hyunjin’s. Pulling the werewolf closer, Hyunjin seemed to purr happily at the combined touch of his mates.

“Yeah – love seeing you like this, Angel,” Hyunjin murmured darkly. His skin was pressed to every inch of your own, heat intertwining and skin buzzing beneath his touch. 

When your head tilted back into Hyunjin’s chest, similar to how you had reclined into Chan, Hyunjin’s mouth ticked upwards into a salacious smirk of his own. The bare skin of your throat now visible to his eyes, Hyunjin eyes were drawn down the collar of your shirt. His wolf howled at the sight of mating marks across your throat, displeased that he could not see his own. So Hyunjin’s remaining hand lifted to dance up your side. Warm fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps behind as they snuck upwards beneath your shirt. 

Your lip pulled into your teeth, trying to repress the little sound that threatened to escape. However, a moment later, Seungmin’s thumb was pressed into the skin of your bottom lip, gently pulling it from your teeth. Your eyes pried open to his dark eyes on your mouth, the corner of his mouth ticked upwards as his thumb ran gently across your bottom lip. Something dark filtered across his eyes but you barely caught it. 

“None of that, Darling,” Seungmin murmured, eyes still on your lips. Your skin felt impossibly hot underneath his lusty gaze, and you were tempted to squirm in order to combat the heat. “If you need somethin’ to bite, you can use my fingers.” 

Minho chuckled at that, the sight of you weak between them making him hot and bothered. The dominance radiating through the room was palpable and the bond seemed to surge even stronger. He could feel the curiosity and lingering tension from his other mates, but could also tell that Felix and Jeongin were preoccupied in the meantime. If the growing arousal from their portion of the bond was any indication, they would be occupied for a little while. 

Hyunjin’s hand continued to drift upwards to your side, fingers warm and touch curious. When he reached what he was looking for, Hyunjin’s fingers delicately grazed over the raised skin of his mating mark – the scarred flesh of his fangs pressed into your side. The position was as close to your chest as he could reach, the skin of your throat already occupied by a litter of other marks. 

When the long fingers drifted over the scar, your body shivered. It was a compulsive reaction, one that happened each time one of them skated over their mark. You could not control the shake of your extremities, unable to resist the wave of uncontrollable shivers that seemed to shiver through you. Just a touch was all it took for you to melt. 

Of course, you knew the same reaction happens when your own fingers grazed their mating marks too. While you didn’t have a mark of your own on their skin - a problem you are working on - you knew that a touch of your fingers against the pale scars decorating their flesh would render them weak too. Your lack of fangs to bite into their skin was upsetting, but you were quite sure your investigation through your grimoires would soon solve that problem. 

“Yeah, there’s mine,” Hyunjin purred, fingers skating across the referenced mark once more and enjoying the way you shivered with the contact. His eyes seemed to darken further, pupils dilating and his pants tightening across his crotch. Heart thumping beneath his ribs, Hyunjin pushed his chest into your back so you could feel the roar of his pulse. Seungmin chuckled, watching you with his own dark irises, a smirk on his lips as his own fingers pulled at the waistband of your underwear. When it snapped back against your skin, Seungmin chuckled, the sound making your heart lurch with arousal. 

When Hyunjin rumbled pleasantly, seemingly sated by a touch of your mark, Chan chuckled. The Alpha, still leaned back against the counter with his arms crossed in front of him, scanned the four of you with excited eyes, his lips still quirked into that haughty look that made you weak. 

“Alright,” Chan hummed, watching the way your knees seemed to weaken at the sound of his voice – to which he felt pride filter through him. “That’s enough.” 

While they seemed reluctant, the three werewolves immediately pulled away from your form, grinning salaciously when you looked upset. Eyes prying open with confusion and a little agitation, you shot a glance over at Chan as Minho pulled away. The werewolves looked giddy, their eyes drifting between each other with a knowing look in their gazes. 

You huffed as Hyunjin and Seungmin finally peeled away from your skin. Hyunjin’s long fingers left your skin, pulling out from under your shirt and unlocking your wrists. Your body was hot and your underwear sticky, a notion you knew the werewolves could smell. In fact, when you shifted and rubbed your thighs together, you watched as Chan’s eyes dilated even wider. 

Mind muddled and senses blurred, you managed to maintain enough clarity to tilt your head to the side and shoot the Alpha an annoyed look. The sight didn’t faze Chan, who only seemed to preen under your eyes. 

“Really Chan?” you grumbled, picking up on the game he and the werewolves were playing. Your skin was tingly, each of your nerves sizzling with some kind of warmth and the bond roaring in your chest. You could vaguely feel the incessant tug of one of the wolves, but didn’t have the lucidity to figure out who it was. Whatever their plan, it was to be working. You cursed your body for being so weak to their touch, and your mind for falling for the leader’s dirty tricks. 

“All’s fair in love and war,” Chan hummed playfully, chest vibrating with the sound. His head tilted, as if he expected you to bite back, but your mind was too foggy and your legs were too weak. “I promised I’d get you back, didn’t I?” 

You vaguely recalled his words from weeks ago, the memory hazy and blurred as you remember his bare form over yours. Pinned beneath his strong arms, body between Chan and Changbin’s, their skin was hot and their hands tight around your flesh. You could barely recall the muttered promise of Chan’s as his naked chest pressed into yours, lifting your legs higher over his hips and his mouth sucking marks into your throat. Of course, the memory was so blurry, as you remembered the sensation of the Alpha’s teeth sinking into your throat moments later. The sting had struck bolts of heat and pleasure through you and you cried out, sinking back into Changbin’s arms as his thighs shifted and his hips ground into your backside. 

You heard the remaining wolves step into the kitchen, the space beginning to get crowded with the eight of them pressed into each other. Skin hot and mind muddled, you directed your attention back to Chan, waiting for his command. He was the ringleader of this plan, as he usually was. 

“So what? You get me all hot and bothered and then what?” 

You heard Jisung grumble appreciatively, his chest shaking with the sound as a whiff of your scent filtered through his senses. He and Changbin were the only remaining werewolves who had not had a chance to enact their own teasing ministrations. It was no bother, Jisung remembered, Chan wouldn’t leave them out. He knew his leader had everything planned. 

“Then you run.” 

You didn’t remember much after that. 

The door was pushed open, your shaky legs barely carrying you forward. They gave you a head start, as they always did. You recall cursing their teasing ministrations, your hazy mind unable to focus on deciphering your own plan to outpace the werewolves. The bond between you surged, the wolves tugging fervently on the strings binding you. You were so tempted to give into it. 

The adrenaline buzzing through your limbs propelled you forward on unsteady legs. It was exciting, as it always was. However, you knew this would end quicker than it had in the past. With how your heart cried out for the touch of your mates and the heat in between your thighs roared, you could not tell how much further you could run. 

Trees passed in a sort of blur, and you stumbled through the forest as the seconds remaining in your head started to tick down. When a particular stroke of your bond tingled through your chest, you physically weakened. Legs trembling, you pressed a hand against your chest and cursed Chan and his conniving mind. You knew they could smell you. The stickiness between your thighs and the heat sweltering there was enough for them to easily track you down. The thought sent another bolt of arousal through you, and your limbs lit up with that familiar shiver of excitement. No matter how many times you did this, the chase would always give you that surge of adrenaline and haughty excitement. 

When you felt another wolf stroke gently over your bond, sending waves of heat towards you, you were tempted to roll your eyes. You had never been so weak to their touch. Your skin felt bare without their fingers grazing it and your mating marks seemed to tingle, as if desperate for teeth to refresh the scars. 

You sighed as you came to a stop in a clearing, deciding your best bet was to hide and wait out their search. With your weak legs and racing mind, you could not fathom being able to outsmart them this time. Your heart was thundering beneath your ribs, pulse skyrocketing when you heard an excited shout through the trees. Adrenaline buzzed through you, and you stumbled towards a covering of underbrush. 

Chan planned this too well. 

Getting you aroused had been too easy, and you had forgotten about his inquisitive request for a chase the night before. Now, all he had to do was follow your sweet scent though the trees, knowing damn well you would be waiting for them to solve the problem they created. 

It’s Jisung who finds you – Changbin not far behind. 

Chan allowed the two a head start of their own, as they had not had a hand in teasing you that morning. The Alpha was nothing but fair. 

You barely heard him coming. Before you had the clarity to listen for their approaching forms, Jisung had you pressed beneath him into the dirt. Carefully cradling your head and ensuring you weren’t pushed down too harshly, the werewolf hooted in victory as you went limp beneath him.

“Hello, my Love,” Jisung hummed, the sound rippling through your own chest from how tight he was pressed against you. He grinned and followed up with a silly remark. “Fancy seeing you here.” 

It was a blur after that. 

Changbin’s hands were on you not long after. You could feel his strong biceps around your form as he lifted you into a more suitable position, Jisung still pressed into your front. His supernatural strength lifted you slightly, forcing you into Jisung’s lap as he settled onto the forest floor. 

You recalled Changbin chuckling behind you as his muscular chest pressed into your back, hips pushing into yours as you whined. 

“Not so confident now, huh?” 

You wanted to bite back at the wolf, but you were interrupted as Jisung’s plump lips sucked on your throat. You could feel him grin against your skin as your eyes fluttered shut. It was too hot and too heavy, your form shivering with waves of heat. There was excitement filtering through the bond, and you knew the others are not far behind Jisung and Changbin. When you rolled your hips back into Changbin’s in response to your question, a growl rumbled against your back as his chest shook with the sound. 

Jisung’s lips sucked against your throat again, lingering a little too close to his mark. You offered a huff of air in response, and he grinned as his fangs scraped against the skin. The adrenaline still roared in your veins, now fueled by lust and tingling beneath your skin. This chase had ended far too quickly for your taste, but perhaps it wasn’t so bad. 

“Haaah...” you tried to mumble, the sound erupting from you in a breathy sigh. “Shit.” 

You vaguely remembered the sounds of the other wolves approaching the clearing, footsteps rushed and voices panting as they hooted in victory. Your stomach twisted with anticipation and your heart tugged when you heard the Alpha step forward with a pleased purr. You couldn’t see him, trapped between the two wolves, but you knew it was him before he spoke. 

“Acted so big and tough last time,” Chan murmured, and you shivered as his breath caressed your skin. “Knowing damn well we leave you shaking – even when you win, Pretty thing.” 

You tried to mumble something in response, but it was stopped as Felix leaned forward into you, pressing his soft lips against yours. For how sweet he may have seemed, Felix knew how to leave you breathless. His lips moved fluidly against yours, tilting his head as he pushed closer to you. There was a grin on his lips, the smile pushed into your own mouth when he let out another sweet sigh. Felix leaned closer, the grin never leaving his lips until his tongue licked gently against your bottom lip. When his hands drifted, squeezing your thighs, you sighed into his mouth and his own opened to kiss you deeper. Felix’s warm hands started pulling at the buttons on your shirt, deftly beginning to pry them open. 

“Such a good girl.” 

Changbin’s fingers dipped below the waistband of your underwear, his head knocking back to the sky and his eyes rolling into his skull as his fingers reached the wetness slicking your thighs. 

“Ah fuck...” his low purr echoed through the forest. “So wet for us, aren’t ya’?” 

When his fingers sunk lower, quirking into a little circle and rubbing quickly over you, you let out a submissive whimper, chest pushed upwards into Jisung’s. Leaning back into his chest, Jisung continued sucking on your throat, his teeth finally elongating and scrapping over his mating mark. He enjoyed watching you shiver when he brushed too close. Felix tried to follow your lips, still desperately trying to kiss you, but turned to face Changbin when you seemed a little too preoccupied. Felix kissed Changbin with the same fervor, and you felt a shiver of arousal overtake you as you heard the sounds of their lips. 

Chan interrupted the moment with a snarl of his own, and then he was ushering the nine of you back to the pack house with tight pants and his fangs longing to sink into your throat. 

“We win,” his final words rang through your memory. “Now we’re gonna’ fuck you s’good, Darling.” 

Jeongin had chuckled, sounding dark and dominant as he followed his leader. 

“You’re our prize after all, right?” 

Resounding howls of excitement echoed through the forest at the youngest’s statement, and you resisted the urge to melt into your mate’s hands. 

And the second chase ends in the wolves’ victory. 

Since then, you have continued to boast about your lead. There were only so many victories you were able to maintain over the werewolves – considering their supernatural senses and strengthened abilities, you only had so many opportunities. However, you knew that your partners were planning something. They desperately wanted to tie the score, and you could tell. 

While they schemed, you remained in your room, attempting to brainstorm your own plan. You were sure you had reached the end of your rope in terms of leaving gifts behind. They would surely predict something like that if you tried it once more. Devising a new plan was difficult, but you were not willing to lose the lead you had maintained. There was some kind of pride in your chest that still simmered at the thought of your victory. The rush of adrenaline made you giddy with excitement, and you were beginning to feel quite competitive. 

You considered calling up a certain friend of yours, wondering if she would have any new ideas. However, when you dialed her number, fingers absentmindedly fiddling with the hem of your shirt, it’s not her voice that answers. 

“Hello?” 

It’s a male’s voice – one you think you recognize. Deep and saccharine, you remember the lilt of the demon’s tone when he first reached out. You hadn’t heard from him since then, as another one of his partners had picked up the potion you had brewed, but you could recognize the voice of the eldest of the demon rulers without much hesitation.

“Seonghwa?” 

“Oh!” Seonghwa’s voice changes tone, perking up in realization. He murmurs your name, now recognizing the person on the other side of the line. “How are you?” 

You chuckle under your breath, the shift in tone almost amusing. The dark haired demon had sounded so different when he picked up the phone – almost intimating in a way. Now that he recognized you, his tone shifted. Somehow a little softer, Seonghwa sounded far more friendly. The notion that he had attempted to sound scary when picking up his mate’s phone was sort of amusing. 

“M’alright. I was calling to see if I could talk to your mate, actually.” 

Seonghwa hums, sounding a little far away as he leans away from the phone’s speaker. “Yeah, of course! Hold on one second.” 

You respond with a hum of your own, amusement trickling through you as the sounds of footsteps echo through the speaker. You had never expected to have such a close connection with the ruling demons of Night Kingdom, and the notion was a little silly if you thought about it too hard. 

“Baby!” 

You muffle your laugh with your hand. Seonghwa’s call filters through your ears as he shouts through the castle. 

“Hongjoong-ah!” 

Another chuckle threatens to burst from your lungs. Something about Seonghwa calling for the High King of Hell so casually amused you greatly. While you weren’t necessarily scared of Hongjoong, it was still intimidating when you considered that he ruled over an entire realm – and of course had power you could never quite comprehend. Seonghwa and Hongjoong alone, had far more abilities than you could ever hope to understand, yet the eldest spoke to you casually. It was not something you had expected. 

You hear some muffled speaking and then some footsteps, before a door slams shut and voices filter through the receiver. The sound of a muffled question reaches your ears before you hear another shout. 

“Wooyoung!” 

There’s the sound of laughter and your friend crying out indignantly. It sounds so disgruntled that you actually do manage a burst of laughter at your friend’s voice. She’s spoken of her partners before, and you recall the stories she tells you of Wooyoung. A troublemaker through and through; he was one of the first demons she had met. 

“S’wrong, Darling? Can’t reach me?” You recognize the voice once more – San, the ruler of the ring of wrath. You think he was one of the demons who had picked up the potion so many months ago. 

“Choi San! You’re supposed to be on my side,” your friend shouts incredulously. 

You muffle your laughter once more, the silly argument amusing you greatly. They were immortal demons who still playfully fought like any other human. 

“I can call back,” you chuckle into the phone, calling Seonghwa’s attention back to you. There’s a hum from the eldest demon, the phone sounding closer to him once more. 

“I think that might be best,” he muses, voice tilted with mirth. “If Wooyoung keeps teasing her, there’s gonna’ be salt in my living room again.” 

You do let out a guffaw at the comment. You remember telling your friend about the demon repellant of sorts. She had been so interested to know if the barrier would hold against even the High King, and you had been more than happy to indulge her curiosity. You never heard how it worked out for her, but it sounded as though it had worked. 

“Let her know I called,” you giggle, mouth hidden behind your hand as you laugh. “S’not important or anything – just wanted to bounce some ideas off her.” 

Before Seonghwa can respond, there’s another incredulous cry echoing through the speaker. Shortly after you hear a playful demonic snarl follow your friend’s shout. You recognize the sound of Infernal speech falling from Seonghwa’s lips and you feel a grin pull at your lips once more. It sounded like your friend had her hands full. 

“Wooyoung, give that back!” 

“No!” You don’t recognize the demon, but you suppose it must be Wooyoung. “Why do you want this shitty rose thing anyway? My fingers are so much better!” 

You think you might die from laughing so hard. Air wheezes from your lips and you dissolve into a fit of laughter. It’s a little embarrassing but the humorous moment is too much for you to handle. Your ribs hurt from how hard you laugh, and you hear a muffled chuckle fall from Seonghwa’s lips too.

“I think I have to go.” Seonghwa’s mirthful voice returns. 

“Yeah, you probably should,” you muse. “You might want to stop ‘em before she pulls out that spell I taught her.” 

While your friend didn’t have an overflowing quantity of magic, she had nearly as much capability as you when it came to casting spells. She had been more than enthused to learn the few spells you had the magic to construct. 

“What spell?” 

There’s another cry, this time coming from a demon’s mouth. The shout rings through the receiver and you’re tempted to fall into laughter again. It’s an incredulous cry of surprise, the demon unsuspecting of your friend’s new tricks. 

“That one.” 

Seonghwa hangs up a moment later, his own muffled laughter still ringing in your ears as he curses and calls out for his partners. You’re still chuckling as you pull the phone away from your ear, head lifting to turn towards the door. To your surprise, there’s bodies already in the doorway. Chan lingers in the doorway, his second-in-command behind him and few other wolves at their sides. 

“Who was that?” 

The werewolves had heard your giddy laughter from the living room, ears perking up and mouths twisting as you giggled heartily to someone on the phone. Their conversation about tactics and chases nulled as their ears pricked and listened to your sweet laughter. When a male’s voice reached their ear drums, Chan stood. His stomach twisted with something akin to brewing fear when he suddenly recognized the voice. Park Seonghwa – eldest of the demon lords and ruler of the ring of pride. 

His heart skipped a beat, whether in fear or something else, he wasn't sure. 

Changbin was at his side as they quickly strode towards your room. 

Your lips quirk up at the protective lilt in Chan’s tone. He’s leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest and an eyebrow raised. He looks more than gorgeous, doing little more than scanning your form with his dark eyes, but your heart skips a beat. You love the way his voice drops in that protective sound that sometimes radiates from his tone. You tug playfully on the string tying you and the Alpha together, chuckling when his lips quirk. 

So weak for you, even when he was worried. 

“Seonghwa,” you smile, watching as Seungmin frowns behind Minho. “You remember my friend who I brewed that potion for?” 

Chan nods. You hadn’t been together then, still in the ‘mating chase’ phase of your brewing relationship, but he remembers you mentioning the woman. His quickened pulse starts to slow as he connects the pieces. Fear soothed, Chan sighs gratefully and leans further into the door frame to watch you. 

“I was calling to check on her, but Seonghwa picked up her phone.” 

“Park Seonghwa?” Jisung murmurs, eyebrows scrunching as he places who you were speaking about. “Park Seonghwa, the demon prince?” 

You chuckle, mirth seeping through your laughter. “Yeah. Though I suppose ‘prince’ isn’t the right term.”

Changbin hums in recognition. His mouth quirks back up into that tilted smile and your heart flutters. Something warms in your stomach and you have to look away from his knowing gaze, afraid you’ll sink into his dark eyes. 

“Yeah – they’re not related to each other,” Chan hums, “I remember.” 

Changbin steps forward into the room, his biceps flexing as a playful smirk drifts onto his cheeks. 

“Hmm... So I don’t have to fight someone?” 

“Binnie,” you chide, huffing gently. He's being playful and you can tell, but you still raise your eyebrow and remind him anyway. “I can have male friends.” 

Changbin pushes away from the wall, descending on you. You suddenly feel so small under his gaze. Something so dominant radiates from his eyes and you have to shy away in an effort not to melt. His broad shoulders shift in the tight, dark shirt wrapped around his chest and it takes everything you have to avoid staring directly at his pecs. 

“Yeah, I know.” He hums, now much closer. You can smell his cologne from this distance, and the pleasant scent calms you a little, some instinctive part of you recognizing your partner. “Just don’t wanna’ have to deal with the lords of Hell, or whatever.” 

You chuckle a little. You know he’s joking and you roll your eyes with a grin on your lips. Reaching out mentally, you gently tug on the bond between you and the werewolves, enjoying the way they visibly relax at the soft stroke of your fingers along it. Minho audibly chuffs a little, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he reclines against the door frame opposite Chan with a little smile. 

“And they’re mated,” you remind, though you know it’s not what Changbin had been implying. “As am I.” 

Changbin can’t help the wide smile that lifts his lips at your words. The playful, scary demeanor finally slips away, replaced with the silly werewolf you remember. A deep rumble akin to a purr ripples from his chest and he leans closer to rub his chin against the side of your head. You grin as your chest tingles with affection. You had giggled when they first did such a maneuver, joking that their behavior was similar to a cat rather than a wolf. 

When you giggle into his chest, Changbin chuffs again. Thoroughly coated in his scent, he leans away with a wide smile. His own giggle slips from his lips and you laugh again, adoring the sweet sound of his high-pitch laughter. Changbin speaks again with that grin on his lips, nodding his head towards your head to reference the scent-mark he left there. 

“Just wanted to remind you that you’re ours, is all.” 

You smile, chest swelling with warmth. Affection simmers under your skin and you feel an urge to pull him into you. The bond roars beneath your skin, overwhelming your senses and cursing your heart to squeeze warmly. When your hands reach out, Changbin is already there. Tugging you into his chest, you bury your face into his shirt to hide the wide grin on your lips. You can’t look at him when you respond. 

“And you’re mine.” 

You reference all eight of your mates when you speak, and they understand. The soul-bond swells in their own chests, sweet affection rippling through their minds and twisting their lips into smiles. It makes Felix giddy, and he bites his lip when his grin spreads even wider. He has to turn to bury his face into Hyunjin’s chest to combat the insurmountable swell of adoration he suddenly is overcome with. Hyunjin’s eyes crinkle in that smile that makes your stomach flutter and he leans his head onto Felix’s, pressing a soft kiss there. 

Yours – they like the sound of that. 

Chan’s lips lift into a sweet smile, watching his mates with the bond tingling with affection. His chest is warm and his heart sings so loudly, throbbing as it attempts to push him closer to you and Changbin. Yeah, they were yours as much as you were theirs. Bonded forever – his wolf reminds. His stomach flutters with the thought, so overflowed with domestic joy. 

The moment however, is interrupted when Minho lets out a little playful growl. He steps forward into the room and immediately pushes you and Changbin down onto your bed. Jeongin follows soon after, his body crashing into the bed as he pulls you into him by your hips. The others crowd into the room with chuckles, shutting the door behind them. 

“Yeah, that’s sweet. M’still gonna fuck you till’ our names are the only ones you can remember though.”

“Minho!” 

bonus:

minho: people flirt, it’s not a big deal 

reader, standing and lifting their phone: oh really? well then –

minho, scruffing you and pulling you back into his lap: not you. I own your ass 

reader: ... 

reader: yeah. 

a/n: listen I know this was supposed to be a drabble but I got carried away,, but fr, why are all my scm! works spicy, skz fr needs to go to horny jail -- or maybe I do idk,, also I basically set up the plot to the shorter one shot I’m writing for dewdrops at dawn! I hope you caught onto it haha <3

also shoutout to @dumplinbokkieracha​ for the inspo for this one >:D I love you my dear <33 

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[torialefay]

💋 SMUT PROMPTS 💦

✨ lil list of prompts you can request if you'd like

✨ send wishes to my ASK BOX/INBOX ONLY pls with the number, skz member, and any input/special requests <3

1. first time together

2. pet names

3. overstimulation

4. dom! skz member

5. sub! skz member

6. public sex

7. on your period

8. getting pegged for the first time

9. birthday sex

10. getting you pregnant (lmk if u want it slutty or sweet lol)

11. eating you out for the first time

12. breath play/choking

13. praise kink (lmk if it's reader or them)

14. LIGHT consensual non-consent

15. cuckolding

16. toys <3

17. role play (lmk what u want hehe)

18. orgasm control

19. daddy/mommy (lmk)

20. mirror sex

21. over the phone

22. they bought you a gift ;)

23. emotional sex

24. jealous sex

25. perv!skz

26. special request/unmentioned kink (lmk what you'd like!)

✨ note: there are some topics & kinks that i'm not comfortable writing for (no kink shaming, just ones that i personally am not into & don't know much about). if that's the case, i will either not respond to the inbox OR write something to include all the other info you give me <3

✨ i can write for female, male, or gn reader, BUT i don't write memberXmember (will write for multiple members in the scene though, just nothing between them)

✨ i promise i WILL get to every request, i may just have a lot in my inbox

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[miniversse]

⭑ “control” ⭑

⭑ seungmin x female reader

⭑ content includes: established relationship, non-idol seungmin, non-idol reader, use of shock device, use of ropes and being tied, reader has pain kink, masturbation (reader), unprotected sex, releasing, use of pet names (doll,baby), slight degradation, mention of safe word

⭑ note: seungmin in the newest skz code has not left my mind and i this is the only way i can maintain my sanity. also if yk where the last quote is from you’re a star. enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the remote rested between your teeth as you strip bare, watching him attempt to escape the chair you tied his arms around. seungmin hated not being in control, and this was your chance to take his role for once…

“y/n you’re gonna fucking regret this. release me!” he whined non-stop while he had to witness you take your clothes off and sit on the bed infront of him, swinging the remote in his face and laughing uncontrollably with every remark he makes.

“i want to see what you feel like having all this power over me” your tone was seductive, trying to ease his anger. you click once on the remote to see how he would react.

“fuck!” his body jolts and his arms try to come forward but he was unsuccessful, scoffing in response.

“this is going to be so fun” you cooed at him, watching his face grow sterner. he knew you loved the way his voice expressed pleasure, and it was enough to make you come.

“baby please, we can-“

click.

he grunts and his head falls back, taking in the shocks that rushed through his body. you feel the tingling between your thighs grow with every grunt and moan he let out, and you let your fingers only rest on your clit.

“y-you are not t-touching yourself to this y/n” he struggles to form his sentences through the ongoing pain.

“who’s gonna stop me?”

click.

his grunts turned into loud and repetitive moans, and you’re body was growing weak at his voice. you let two fingers circle your bud, easing some of the tension until you would hear his voice again.

“f-fuck baby please, s-stop”

you let out a quite moan, showing him that you didn’t care unless he was using his safe word. his bulge peeks through his underwear and his eyes remained locked on your clit, body still shuddering.

click.

your moans sounded right after his, synchronizing into messy whines and words of desire.

“b-baby please i need to fucking touch you.”

your fingers move faster at his words and your body moves up from the growing sensation, your arm on the bed being the only support. you gaze down to watch your helpless boyfriend, fueling your pleasure.

click.

“a-ah f-fuh-k” groans could no longer ease the pain but rather curses which accompanied his convulsing body. your fingers move down between your slippery folds, easing in and out. it felt heavenly but seungmin couldn’t stand seeing you feeling pleasured without him, and he fiddles with the knot even more while withstanding the pain.

you moan his name as he grows feral, his head falling back as he tries to concentrate on the knot but all he can think of is pounding into your swollen pussy before you get to come.

his hands were free and he throws off the torture you put him through, pacing towards your helpless and sensitive body. you tried to apologize but the hunger in his eyes told you there was no hope.

“it’s my turn to hear you moan, doll”

he slides his underwear off and strokes his dick before sliding it inside of you with no warning or patience. you moan as he presses it in, pushing slowly until he couldn’t fit another inch into your deep and warm walls.

“is this what you wanted? to have me treat you like a fuckdoll?” he picked up his pace inside of you, slamming into you loudly with every push. his name trailed out of your mouth endlessly, the remote falling off your hand and on the floor.

“fuck, you feel so good baby” he whisperes, bringing his fingers to clench onto your nipple. a loud whimper escapes your mouth and your body jolts. he laughs at the turn of events, gaining his control in the end.

“such a good doll, letting me fuck her wet pussy, hm?”

you lost all sense of your body, an orgasm being the only thing you can feel. your hands grip onto the sheets as your body falls limp, orgasm crashing down on you. his dick moved slower inside of you, getting coated with your release. he still pounded into you, even after his cum dripped out onto the sheets. he wouldn’t stop until he is satisfied.

“you’re so good baby” he panted before falling down onto the sheets next to your overstimulated body.

“you can’t control me baby”

he places a peck on your forehead before taking you into his arms. a grin grows on his flushed face and he moves closer to your ear, grabbing you by the neck

“looks like i win”

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