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The Manager

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Ateez!OT8 x male reader

Warnings: Gang Bang, Slutshaming, Degrading, Penetration, Polyamory relationship

It’s been eight months since you became Ateez’s newest manager after the two other previous ones ran away because of how they were chased by Jongho and Yeosang telling them they’ll end up like the apples Jongho broke with his two bear hands

Technically you became the group’s longest manager to stay since the last two didn’t even make it a month

Which is understandable since being with them is like hell, and by hell, IT’S LITERAL HELL trying to tame eight spans of Satan in one go

Let’s just say they didn’t know their limits and dragged you to every trouble they could put you in

But strangely enough they started to be a bit more quiet lately, it started past month when you accidentally walked in Wooyoung masturbating he started to be more quiet, when Yeosang accidentally walked on you taking a bath, though he didn’t clearly see you just your figure through the glass, when you cleaned the house everyone just kept quiet and looked at you which was wierd

Now your walking towards the laundry room holding Wooyoung’s basket taking it to the rest of the baskets that were piled up in the room

“What the-“ you exclaimed as you saw that the baskets were flipped over and most of the clothes are piled down on the floor

“Ok who did this?!” you shouted but nobody showed up or answered your question

You put down Wooyoung’s basket on the side and started to pick a random basket and putting all the rest of the dirty clothes, not caring anymore who owns which

You aren’t suppose to do their laundry but the boys begged you to do it despite having a bad relationship with them

“Be their manager they say” you mumbled out “its gonna be fun they say” you added

As you were picking up clothes you felt something hard wrapped in one of the underwears, you unwrapped it and it was a purple dildo

Your eyes widened as you stared at it it wasn’t big neither was it small

Looking at it turned you on to be honest living with eight good looking boys turned you on everytime they changed in front of you or jokingly flirt with you despite the bad relations

You liked it when they tried to sexually touch you in certain parts of your body

You took off your shorts and looked around before finally taking off your underwear with it

You sucked on the dildo making sure it was slippery and wet, gagging yourself in the process

As you were already certain it was ready to put inside you, you arch your back a little as you reach the dildo to your back and slightly push it in you

You whimper and moan out Yunho’s name as you try to push it in while your other hand grips tightly on the pile of clothes in front of you acting as a support to not lose your balance

As it goes deeper you moan out each of the members name randomly

You continued moaning, when you feel like you couldn’t take anymore you stopped and adjusted

You let go of the dildo for a while as you feel your hand was tired from holding it, you adjusted for a while

When you felt like you were ready you tried to reach for it but felt a slap in your hand and someone pushed the dildo in your eyes widened as you let out a moan pleasure and pain at the same time

You felt a hand holding your right arm to keep your balance and another hand in your left

It was Yeosang and Jongho as you felt a whisper from behind “You dirty little Slut” Wooyoung said as he continued to fuck you with the dildo

You moaned loudly and shamelessly as you were being fucked with the dildo washing out the thought that someone might hear you

As you were being fucked you see Seonghwa, San, Hongjoong, Yunho, and Mingi in front of you smiling and staring at you

“Who would’ve thought our manager turned out to be a cock hungry little bitch, that fantasizes about eight men banging him” Hongjoong says as he kneels in front of your fucked out state who was still a moaning mess

He grabs you by your chin and looks into your eyes admiring your pure innocent looking face that’s now crying and drooling over a dildo that was inside your ass

“Don’t worry we’ve also been thinking of doing very dirty things to you” he says as he leans in and kisses you whose mouth was agape and tongue out

You kissed back hungrily, and you whined as soon as he pulled away

“I-I w-want k-kiss” you try to let out but they just smiled at you as they were all taking off their pants

Wooyoung continuously murders your hole with the dildo as you tightened your grip on Yeosang and Jongho on either your side

Yunho kneels in front of you and kisses you and roams his hands all around your body until he stopped in your still soft sensitive buds he plays with it as you moan on the kiss

As soon as Yunho parted, Mingi kneels in front of you presenting his monstrous dick, "Suck" he said as he slapped his manliness in your face multiple times

You couldn't do anything but obey, you took him in your mouth, you were struggling, given how big he was, "Fuck hyung, I've always wondered how you felt around my cock, your mouth is tighter than all the girls we fucked on tour" He whines while his head hangs all the way back and eyes are closed

"I think he's ready" Wooyoung said, "Who wants to go first?" he added

"May I?" Jongho asked while looking at Hongjoong, Hongjoong just nodded and quickly Jongho went to your back

Wooyoung removed the dildo, you whined at the loss, Jongho proceeded to rub the tip of his cock in your slightly gaping hole

"Hyung, fuck, ngh, so tight" he bends his head back

"That's right you slut" Hongjoong said as he grabbed your hands and wrapped it around his dick, while Yunho on the other side

Jongho continuously ravaged your ass while Mingi mouthfucked you, while Yunho ang Hongjoong on both saides of your hands the rest of the group just watched and masturbated

"I'm gonna cum!" Jongho says, "Me too" Mingi exclaims and just like that they both came on your holes you two came untouched while Yunho and Hongjoong also came on your hands

They removed themselves from you, you were going dumb, dizzy and lids half closed

You were tired, you whined when they removed themselves and left you on the floor

"I want a turn" Yeosang said, "Me first!" San said while trying to push Yeosang

They both started bickering, wanting to go first but Hoongjoong thought of something and smiled

"Why not at the same time?" he said, Yeosang and San looked at each other

San manhandled you and placed you on his lap and started rubbing his tip

He slowly pushed his cock inside "Fuck" he leans his head back and closes his eyes "Still so fucking tight, fuck" he groans

You moaned at his sudden intrusion "Enough" you faintly said

Seonghwa laughed, "Enough? just a while ago you were whoring yourself out over a dildo, next time you should be mindful cause your not the only one who lives here" he mockingly said

San started moving upward, your back and head leaning on his shoulders and chest, you also started rubbing yourself on his cock trying to meet his thrusts

"He's so hot" Wooyoung said

"He's ready" San said looking at Yeosang

Yeosang moved in front of you and started making out with you, spitting in your mouth every once in a while and kiss you

"N-No! Don't" you tried to complain but Yeosang was determined, his and San's growls getting louder at Yeosang's intrusion, you screamed at their cocks

San alone was already hard to take in because of his size not as thick as Jongho but definitely longer, Yeosang was shorter than San but definitely girthier, which made it difficult to take them both in

"Fuck hyung!" Yeosang cried, "So tight"

Yeosang was fully in you, two cocks were in you, both men were moaning at how their dicks were against each other being hugged by your tight hole

"Fuck I can't take it anymore" Seonghwa said and held your chin and pulled to face the side

He presented his cock in front of you "Open your mouth" he commanded, you did as you were told and he spit on your mouth

Seonghwa stared at your face for a few seconds, red cheeks, dried tears and sweaty face, traces of cum still evident in the side of your lips

"Filthy, I like it" he said and shoved his dick in your mouth "Fuck so tight and warm" he leaned his head back and closed his eyes

Wooyoung on the other hand proceeded to take your other hand and wrapped it on has manhood

They all started pushing together, you felt euphoric, you felt a mixture of pain, pleasure, and you felt tired but still wanted to keep going

You came as Hongjoong played with your cock as they all were thrusting in you, the rest of the members were biting you and making out with each other and Jongho and Mingi played with your nipples while still masturbating

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" Yeosang said between kisses with Hongjoong

"Me too" San said as Mingi fucked his ass

Yunho was also fucking Seonghwa who was busy with your mouth and same goes with Jongho to Yeosang while he was busy with fucking you and making out with Hongjoong

Your fuck session went on for another hour you cumming five times

All of them as they reach their high tried to cum inside and on your face

After fucking you they cleaned you up and rested you in your room

"So what's the plan?" San asked

"We keep him" Hongjoong said

"What if he hates us for doing all those?" Yeosang said worried

"Then let's be nicer, No more pranks, No more demands, let's have him as our boyfriend" Seonghwa said

"All eight of us?" Jongho said

"Why not right?" Woo said

"Ok then let's be nicer" Yunho said

Ever since that day the boys were well behaved, all of them listened to you, they bought you gifts and started being touchy

Casually they would gang bang you but sometimes on tour you get used like a clock sleeve by who ever needs to release

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A/N: This was a draft from 3 years ago, I wrote this during the pandemic but I never actually continued it till now, but since I wanted to get this out there I finished it, also as a thank you for 200 followers!!! This is just a little gift for all of you readers! Hope you enjoy this

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wonyourdreams · 1 month

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may I ask for a florist!wooyoung x m!reader, the plot is up to you as long as there's flirting and fluff :)

9:15

Wooyoung x Male reader

Genre: Fluff, slice of life, crack(?)

Warnings: Toothache

Wooyoung hums as he arranges the flowers outside the shop "Woo I have to run some errands please watch the shop for me" you say as you try to check if you have everything you need in your bag

"You got nothing to worry about boss" Woo replies with a wide smile

"Do you want anything? Food? Coffee? My treat just tell me" You asked while looking at him wiping his hands with his small towel

"How 'bout a kiss before you go" He said with no emotion shown on his face, you blink a few times trying to figure out if he's being serious or just another of his awkward jokes

"I'm serious" you said raising a brow

"So am I" he replies still with a poker face

"I'm just gonna go" you said awkwardly pointing at your car

"If that offer of coffee is still up, yes i want one, i'd appreciate it" he shouts as you walk down to your car smiling at his response

Wooyoung was a florist at your shop, you found him at a dumpster all beaten up and filled with bruises, he was a former gang member

You were about to leave him but he woke up and asked for your help, you didn't want to but you knew your conscience wouldn't let you sleep if you just left a person asking for help

You remember him begging you to give him a job and help him start fresh, which at first you were hesitant but you did anyway

You laughed remembering how he promised to stop smoking if you did help him.

As you were out running errands, Wooyoung back at the shop was doing tasks, cleaning the shop, arranging flowers, and receiving the deliveries

"Hyung your so cute" he talks to the daisies in front of him

He loved taking care of the flowers but he took extra care of the daisies, as he knew they were your favorite

After two hours of errands you finally arrived

"Let me help you with those hyung" Woo said as he helped take out some paper bags out of your car

"Thanks Woo" you said "Here's your coffee" you gave him the cup you ordered

"Awe hyung you do care about me" he joked

"Shut up" you said, as you followed him inside

"But seriously hyung" You look at him waiting for him to say something "Thank you" he said as he holds both your hands

Your heart starts beating faster, shoot here we go again, you thought

"I took all the courage I could to tell you" He let go of your hands and went behind the counter to bring out a bouquet of daisies "I really like you hyung" he hands you the flowers

"Oh Woo—", he interrupted you, "No, I know, I'm not asking you out, for the past year I've been living in your house and working for you, I just really want you to know, I like you, you helped me change for the better and made me want to be more than just a gangster" He said

He pulls out a paper out of his apron and handed it to you, "Hyung I got into a University, I'm going to college" He smiled

"You don't need to worry about money I got a scholarship, as for the flower shop, I'm here still just there's a few hours a day I have to be in school" he said "As for the money for supplies and food, I got it covered, I've been saving up from the past year working here"

You cried, not out of sadness, not out of pity, but of joy, you have seen Wooyoung grow from a gang member who often bickered with customers to a ray of sunshine who likes to joke around with customers

"Hyung are you okay?" He said concerned as he saw you covering your mouth and started to cry

You jumped at him to hug him "I'm proud of you, always" you said burying your face to his shoulder

Wooyoung smiled, "I'm 24, but like you said, I don't need to be anxious of my age cause either way I'm just living my life, I want to be better hyung, as soon as I graduate I'll open up more businesses like yours and help you here in the shop, and then I'll ask you out" he said chuckling

You laughed at his antics "Then I guess I'll wait for you" you smiled at him fondly and caressed his cheeks

He smiles back at you, "Then I'll make sure I'm worth the wait"

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A/n: Another long overdue, I tried to go to an angsty direction but I just finished my exams (fck nursing school) So tell me if this was boring

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wonyourdreams · 1 month

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5:13

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

Genre: nsfw, suggestive, Angst

Warning/s: Mentions of mental illness, sexual innuendos, groping, unprotected sex

You enter your office humming while flowers on your hand and salad and water on the other

As you reach your table you put everything down and took your phone out of your lab coat

As you were scrolling through it you felt two hands at the side of your waist which made you flinched

“And who are those from?” a familiar voice whispered through your ears

You froze ‘how is he here? what is he doing outside his containment’ you thought

You just stood there as you put down your phone not wanting to upset the gigantic man behind you who is leaning his chin on your head

“Little Prince I asked you a question” he said softly. “F-from a friend” you said scared of whatever the man is planning

“Don’t lie to me prince” he said pulling you closer

“I-I’m not lying, the hospital gave it to me as a welcoming gift” you said trying not to anger the taller male

You’ve been working on this asylum for almost a month now, the tall man behind you is Kim Mingyu, a psychopath, 6'2, 27, No known family member as he was moved here from prison when he was already in his 20s, he's a former gang member who lead an entire heist

They say psychopaths don’t feel anything, but to Mingyu, you were everything, he wanted you, he didn't understand why, all he knows is he wants to kill anyone who tries to get near you

He kissed the back of your head "You've been out the whole day, I missed you"

You gulped trying to find the strength to ask him a question "Gyu?"

He hummed at your sweet call, "Why are you in my office and not in your room?"

He smiles and giggles a bit, "Little Prince, I've been in this asylum for so long, I know every corner and ways of this place"

His hands that were once on your waist started roaming your chest. "Ahh— Gyu stop" You tried to grab his hands

"Sweetheart we've done this thing before why are you resisting now?" He said

It's true as twisted as it is, you have slept with a madman, at least before you knew he was a psycho, before he got in here, you met him at a bar hooked up and tried to keep in touch, frequently texting, calling, phone sex wasn't good enough but it was the only thing you guys could do while being apart

But one day he never called back, for almost two months you thought you'd never see the greatest sex of your life, yes, he was the best, he knew how to eat your ass, his roughness and mix of his gentle caresses, his big cock, you wanted it but sadly you only got to experience it once, your first and last sex

That is until you were assigned to this asylum, the moment he saw you, not even a week he had you, in his room, one leg up and his big cock thrusting inside you, his warm and huge body wrapped around your figure, as if he doesn't want to let go

"I'm gonna cum inside you" He said, "No, please don't" you tried to resist, "Little Prince, that wasn't a question" he grunts and smirked before sloppily filling you up, continuously thrusting to reach his high, "fuck" he whispers in your ears which was your last straw before reaching your high

Your memory was vivid as if it was yesterday, after that hot and rough sex you were covered in bruises and love marks and right now you were sure it would all lead to the same scenario again

He hugged you tighter, "They're coming"

You're brows furrowed at his statement as he stopped playing with your nipples

Suddenly the window of your office was shattered as a man comes in with ropes and guns

Mingyu grabs your phone, salad and water, making sure you still have all you need before carrying you, well dragging, with his other hand

He handed the man in a mask your stuff before Mingyu grabbed the other rope the man handed him

"Let's get out of here my Little Prince" he whispered and just like that you guys were being lifted by the rope inside a helicopter and as you guys seated comfortably the helicopter makes it's escape leaving you stunned and too shocked to react

Mingyu has his arms wrapped around your waist and kissed the side of your temple, "Let's leave the country" he whispered and you couldn't say anything

A/N: This was a draft from 3 years ago, lol

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wonyourdreams · 1 month

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Hi there are you taking requests rn?

Yes, this is so long overdue😭

but yes, I take requests, I have a lot of work in my drafts so I won't be sure when I'll be posting, but I'm planning to revamp some of the work and replace some idols in my drafts cause they don't feel right anymore since i wrote these like idk 2 or 3 years ago, lol, but I guess I'm back

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wonyourdreams · 1 month

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what if I start writing again?

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wonyourdreams · 1 month

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first feelings — jongho

✦ genre ; romance, smut, mature, fluff, choi brothers au, friends-to-lovers, older brother’s best friend love interest, san is older than jongho by five years, m!reader, top!jongho, bot!reader.

✦ warnings ; include general sexual contents, protected sex, blowjob, cum swallowing, strong language, dub-con, degradation kink, hyung kink, anxious arousal, indirect voyeurism(?), exhibitionism, masturbation, immense sexual frustration.

✦ word count ; 5.6k

Every few weeks, San would invite you over to his house just to spend time together. You two were close friends ever since you were still back in high school. Now that you were both university graduates and were finding jobs and opportunities at the same time, the tradition was getting harder and harder to maintain. It wasn’t a surprise every-time where one of you had to cancel last minute on your plans, or the hours must be shortened because one of you had to attend your minimum wage job. It was tiring to say the least, and utterly difficult to arrange times for some best friends bonding time.

You lost contact with San after a while; you heard nothing from him, and neither did he. Your last text message from San was almost a year ago, he was talking about an interview at a fairly known publishing outlet. You hoped he did pass, he never updated you on wether or not he got accepted.

In your case, you had been working as a freelancer. Jumping from places to places, experimenting with different industries and businesses. Your income was questionable since you didn’t have a fixed occupation or were a ‘permanent’ employee at a certain company. Your line of work was somewhat of a mess if one could say as so.

Your reconnection with San was also like your career choices, odd, it was. You bumped into San at a marketplace, he was there to write an article on independent businesses. You could barely recognise San. Clearly impressed of how grown he was in the short span of a couple years.

He told you to come over like older days, stay the night at his home exactly as when you two were kids. San was still living with his parents due to the lack of nice living places that met his standard and budget. Also was because of his younger brother, Choi Jongho, who was a freshman in university. His parents were retired already, therefore, placing the burden of Jongho’s educational finances onto the first born.

“I see, can I do anything to help?” You asked San, being the kind-hearted and empathetic friend you were.

The car San was driving both of you in was his father’s, it looked old and almost broken-down but still did its job well. The exterior was covered in a layer of dirt and dust, something seemed like it had fallen off. Yet, the inside was cleaned and well-taken care of. The leather seats felt new, the carpets was also changed, much different from when San’s father was still driving you and him to school.

“It’s fine, [Y/N], I got it under control.” San reassured, his eyes stuck to the road as he held your conversation.

You were still worried even if San said he was doing fine. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust his words, you did, it was because you didn’t want to see him overworking himself until he was finally burned out like a half-finished cigarette.

San added, “Jongho is also working part-time to pay off his tuition fees, I’m just in charged of the major parts. There’s no reason for your assistance, but thank you anyway, [Y/N].”

You exited the car, arriving at the front door beside your best friend. San turned his keys; this type of lock was highly outdated ‘cause of people nowadays used fingerprints, or simply any type of lock that required advanced technology. His house hasn’t moved anywhere since the last time you’d been here, there wasn’t much that changed. A rush of nostalgia ran through your body, your adolescent years suddenly came flying back.

You remembered all the stupid, childish games you used to play with each other. You would play the role of a mage, Jongho would be a great swordsman who fought alongside you, and you both would take down San, who was the dragon. The sword and wand was made out of construction paper, which didn’t hurt when used as a weapon but has a high risk of a paper-cut if handled incorrectly. You missed the better days, when you wasn’t stressed out by the mature adult life. After university, you struggled to find a job, manage your new life as grown-up, and a purpose for your contribution.

You walked inside, your best friend’s living space felt a little different. Maybe it was the interiors, the house decorations did went through some modifications, you could tell. His parents greeted you, you were almost like their own child from how close you was to their actual ones. Back then you stayed over more often than you should, almost as if it was your second home.

“Hyung! Can you please stop stealing my clothes, I have nothing clean to wear now!” You heard a clearly annoyed voice rang down the stairs, and footsteps following behind.

San returned, “Oh, come on, I only took one shirt and you’re being dramatic over it.” The two Choi brothers shared a love-hate relationship of some sort. They fought and bickered with each other often, nonetheless, having a tight bond deep down between the two siblings.

The Jongho you once knew was small and a timid, he stood to your shoulders. And when you saw him again; from a shy boy that enjoyed diving into your embrace, he has grew up to become a man that could easily overshadow you. He could now make direct eye-contact with you without having to tilt his head, but you having to tilt yours.

Jongho expressed his displeasure, “Asshole, you could at least ask before you take my things?” His mother hit him, scolded him for talking in that level of informally toward his brother.

His eyes met yours, as if a switch was flipped inside of him. “Ah, [Y/N]-hyung, hey.” His tone of voice immediately changed when talking to you, definitely different from what he used to talk to his brother. None of the passive-aggressive speeches, or even overly formal. A soft, gentle voice similar to the one you knew of from most of his earlier years.

“Hi, Jongho, how’s university?” You asked. He has mixed opinions regarding education, and school as a whole. It wasn’t like he didn’t do well in school, in fact, he was close to a model student back in the days. It was that he had no interest, he only performed as such because of his family’s expectations for an average asian. It was a reoccurring joke that asians has incredible academic strength as a natural trait. Even if some asian parents didn’t have crazily unachievable expectations for their offsprings, it was still a norm to be above average.

He replied with uncertainty, “Well, I am in the engineering major, there is fun projects but overall nothing special. Either way, it’s still school.” You nodded to that answer, you were unsure of what you could say. San sensing the uneasy rising tension and silence between you and his brother, he offered you a seat on the couch to dissolve whatever that was.

After Jongho’s presence disappeared from the general living space, San turned to look at you. He didn’t want to offend the younger, only speaking when it was the two of you left. “What the fuck was that? That felt so awkward.” San giggled, pointing out the blatant discomfort.

You shook your head, “No idea.” You both had nothing to hide from each other, no secrets, no reason to. Plain truths and honesty; if something or someone was being weird, either one of you would speak up about it.

You spent your time there playing video games, catching up on current life situations, then as well as staying for dinner with the Choi family. Jongho was absent from most of the time during your visit, though, you met him when dinner came around. You sat next to San at the dinner table, and across from his younger brother. Mrs. Choi’s cooking was amazing like how it always was, rice, meat, vegetables, and a clear broth from whatever greens that were used.

San suggested staying the night over at his house, it was already late and pitch-dark as of this moment talking. You denied at first, but soon was persuaded by your best friend and his parents. You didn't want to disturb his family, but they were oh-so-insistent. Hence, not wanting to upset San and his parents, you accepted.

You were uncertain of how you should react when San asked you to borrow his brother’s clothes instead of his, even after their little back and forth with the whole clothes stealing situation. You had a hard-to-read expression on your face, not anger but more like confusion, or an unexplainable mix in between.

"Why do you want me to borrow his clothes?" You showed an arched brow, questioning one of his most bizarre requests out of your and San's two decades friendship.

San rubbed his temples, "None of my clothes are clean, and I'm a hundred percent sure that you do not want to wear my sweat and fried chickens oil stained stuff." He gestured toward the door across from him outside the hallway, "If you please, tell Jongho that you're borrowing his clothes for tonight."

You sighed, "Do your laundry, you fucking animal." San pouted, gathering the rest of his dirty laundry that was spread out all over his bedroom. The more organised one between the two of you was San, everything fell apart after graduation, including San's usual well-maintained habits.

To Jongho's room you went, knocking before you enter since you respected other's privacy. You waited until a sign allowed your access, you opened the door in. There you saw the younger boy sat, wiping dust off his old baseball bat. The memory of the two brothers playing baseball that once slipped your mind now returned. It was an uncommon sport, you'd say. Basketball and football was more developed and gaining popularity among the young children and teenagers, making baseball a forgotten sport to some.

You attended every baseball game that the two sibling contributed in, which was a lot to list down. San and Jongho was on the school's team; one was a center fielder, the other was a batter. Although, they did swapped roles around for some leagues and practice sessions.

Both being highly involved with sport, notably baseball, the pair shared outstanding physical attributes and fit bodies. San and Jongho seemed bulkier and much more muscular than ever before, hiding their true form under oversized clothing.

“Hey, Jongho. This sound weird but San told me, I could ask you for some clothes.” You told him as you leaned against the door frame.

You knew better to be comfortable then to sleep in discomfort with a pair of skinny jeans wrapped around your legs. The waistband hugged your hips a bit too well for your liking, strange lines that were bright red appeared on your skin. Should have worn much casual clothing if you knew you would be staying over at someone’s place. Your goal was to look good and presentable in front of the public’s eyes.

The younger answered, “Yeah, sure.” Putting the bat where you supposed it was its original spot, leaned up the small vacant space between his bed and bookcases. You admired his room while he was busy rummaging through his drawers for clothes. The first thing that hit you was the scent which lingered all over Jongho’s room. Citrusy, and a hint of sandalwood. Was it his cologne? Or was it the detergent for his sheets? It smelled wonderful, and very calming at the same time.

His bookcases and shelfs filled with bunches of books, mechanical catalogues, and a few random and obviously useless knick-knacks. Was that a pornographic magazine you discovered, sat half-opened on his nightstand? None of your business, absolutely no place for you to comment on. He was already an adult, and he was capable of making his own choices, wants, and needs. He was allowed to have his own desires, and wet dreams.

He was such a baby back then, you couldn't quite recognise him even when standing near him. The only feature that stayed with him and reminded you that this person you were looking at was Jongho, was his eyes, his eyes has a sense of familiarity to you. Big, adorable dove eyes, held the sweetest things. You loved the way its soul was innocent and mellow, lids folded a soft curve like a bridge to paradise. His eyes was memorable, it forced you to remember him every time you made eye-contact with.

"Y/N-hyung, here." Jongho handed you a pair of shorts and a graphic t-shirt with some music band on it. He looked up to see you staring at him, your reflection in his eyes. He came closer, inching forward bit by bit.

Half-lidded eyes, he gazed intently. As if you were a book, and he was reading you by each written paragraph. Only with his eyes, he peeled off every layer of your attire. It felt hot, it felt scarily sensuous. You weren’t sure if you liked or hated this feeling, you never had these specific thoughts surrounding your best friend’s younger brother.

You broke the ice, “I…should get back, thanks for letting me borrow your clothes. Goodnight, Jongho.” You returned to San’s room with his brother’s stuff in your hands, the other already changed out of his earlier outfit.

“What took you so long? Jongho is literally five steps away from my room.” San questioned, turning off his laptop. He probably was writing his article’s draft, the intense typing you heard in the background while at Jongho’s room must have been from him.

You grabbed the edges of your shirt, “If you’re going to say shit like that, why didn’t you go get it for me in the first place?” You replied sassily. Your conversations always sounded mean to outsiders, the usage of profanities, and the overall sarcastic tone. But you two were just good friends and knew each other since you were still both high-schoolers, therefore, the way you and San talked were much more personal and only comprehensible to the two of you.

You took off your shirt entirely, letting it dropped onto the floor. You changed with San still being present, you couldn’t cared less, you were used to it from the many times changing to gym clothes in the boys’ locker room. And no, nothing sexual happened there, at least not to you.

“How’s your little crush, San? Jung Wooyoung?” You asked, jumping on his bed.

San let out a laugh, he pushed you playfully. For the entirety of your friendship, San has these overwhelming feelings of admiration for a guy from the same year but different tutor group. Jung Wooyoung was the start of everything, a student across the corridor.

Wooyoung was the sweet, outgoing type. It wasn’t a big surprise to anyone that the guy radiated strong bisexual vibes. He did dated girls and guys, older and younger, he was popular to make a long story short. San was one of the many fews that was into Wooyoung, though, actually never gotten the chance to go out with him. Wooyoung was pretty, the school’s heartthrob, how could he ever pay attention to another one of his admirers? That was what they were, admirers.

“Nah, Wooyoung’s getting married soon. Too, I’m not into him anymore.” San told, leaning on the headboard of his bed.

Hearing so, it piqued your interest. “Married? Jung fucking Wooyoung is getting married? To who? And where did you find this?” You asked, sending a rapid fire of questions.

“To someone, he just wrote ‘Getting married to the love of my life’ on his status board with a picture of two wedding rings inside a box.” San explained, how vague. Wooyoung wasn’t one who sleep around, and had many long-lasting relationships before. It was that you never thought the guy was ever seriously devoted to someone, and look at him now, to be wed to the one who he presumed as special.

You rested your back up against the wall, “So…is there a fresh face you fancy?” You knew San as a flirty yet reserved person, getting a date wasn’t much of a problem to him. People adored San, good-looking and kind-hearted, the full package.

San shrugged, “No,” He looked to the side, to the night sky through the window panes. “I haven’t been that into courtships recently.” Added with ease. How out-of-character for him, not being interested in dating or romance. You wondered what troubled his mind for him to be so impassive towards love.

San laid down, pulling the covers to his chest. “I’m tired, let’s go to sleep, [Y/N].” He changed the topic, or was it evading himself from revealing something he wasn’t meant to.

“You’re no fun.” You laid down next to him, slipped into the covers. San seemed happy today, he probably missed your company. Despite not seeing each other for a long period of time, your unique bond and dynamic still as strong as ever. He bid you goodnight, and you did the same.

Since you were little; you would always wake up in the middle of the night without a reason, especially when sleeping at a different place beside your own bedroom. You slept over at San’s for years but the unwanted awakenings still stuck tight with you. Your problem has been in question for longer than you could handle.

Two options, either try to go back to sleep, or stay up ‘til dawn. With the first one, it was a hit or miss situation. Sometimes you succeed, sometimes you didn’t. The second one was simply stupid, you would only choose it as a last resort. You silently laid in your place, considering what could you do to fall back into your slumber. Nothing came to mind, a blank slate, your head was so clear that completely nothing showed up.

You closed your eyes, praying that you would eventually fall asleep. The sound your ears could catch on was the breathing of the person beside you, the wind blowing gently through every teeny cracks, and the soft, muffled moans from an unknown voice. You immediately opened your eyes, now very awoken. Moans, you heard? Its volume increased, louder and louder by each passing second. But you were the sole person that noticed its existence, as if it was making itself known to you, to exclusively you.

You stepped off the bed, quiet enough so you wouldn't disrupt San's rest. Your bare feet meeting the cold wooden floor, the temperature dropped late into the night. The breeze washed through you, hitting your back first which caused you to shiver violently. The voice was your guide, you followed it like Little Red Riding Hood following the track to grandmother's house. But like how the story told, the track led to the big bad wolf.

You covered your mouth with both hands, standing behind the door of Jongho's bedroom as you listened to his voice calling out for something, or someone. "Ah~ [Y/N]-hyung, you're doing so well. Riding on my cock like a fucking slut." Your eyes widened, hearing your name seeping through the door that separated you from the younger.

You cussed yourself internally, telling yourself that you should mind your own business and get the hell out. Even worse, you caught a glimpse of Jongho stroking himself through the crack-opened door of his. That was enough for you, and so you decided to return to where you were supposed to be. But your knees was shaking, your back not wanting to get off the wall. Before you could react, your back was now pressing on Jongho's floor. The door was opened wide, and you were there on the ground.

"Speak of the devil, were you enjoying the show, hyung?" Jongho said, looking down as he was standing before you. He walked pass you, to the door he locked it shut. He turned his attention to you once more, his eyes slowly trailing down your figure.

Oh how you looked so seductive wearing his clothes on your body, even if it covered the majority of you. The part he was most focused on was your exposed collarbone; due to his shirt being a bit looser-fitting on you, the shirt collar could easily dropped down. He would love to suck on it, leaving marks of his affection toward you.

The position you were currently in excited him, he would fuck you right there on the floor if you let him. You stood yourself up, staring at him. It felt like every time you see each other, the atmosphere all of a sudden turned hot and bothered. When did it started? When did you ever felt that way about Jongho? Your best friend's younger brother, for God's sake.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I…should probably go.” You passed him, pushing many thoughts out of your head. Before your hand could twist the door knob for it to unlock, Jongho was the one who came first place to unlock something in you.

His body pressed against yours, your body pressed against the door. Your breath hitched, you were caged between his strong arms. The growing bulge in his pant was rubbing up your backside, consequently, making yourself hard in the process. That sensation which grew more and more inside of you, your stomach, your crotch was filled with it.

"Jongho, I'm not sure if we should do this, what would San think?" You asked, you knew deep down you did felt some type of desire for him. However, you wouldn't explicitly state.

He always acted a little intimate toward you if you could put it into words. He was affectionate, which he wasn't known for. Jongho wasn't a 'physical-touch' person, he didn't enjoy people touching him in a certain way like hugs or joking cheek kisses. But for you, he would break all his principles. He liked wrapping his arms around your waist, even better when you jumped a bit as you were startled by his unanticipated embrace. Or when he kissed your lips out of the blue, and simply shrugged it off as a joke. Of course, you didn't think much of it. He was younger then, but you felt a shift in your relationship nonetheless.

You left to develop your career after university, and left him as well. Now that you were back finally, he couldn't let his chance slip. He didn’t care wether or not your answer would be what he expected, his sole objective was to let you know about these feelings that blossomed in him because of you. Now or never, he thought.

Jongho whispered in your ears, “Hyung, do you remember when I told you I would wife you up?” Such a childish claim, he told you so when he was seventeen and you were in your early twenties. Wife you up, he said. You laughed it off, thinking it was just another one of his stupid flirty sayings exactly like how his brother would talk to most people. But maybe he actually meant it with some sort of sincerity when he said those immature words.

You were in your mid-twenties by now, and still, he wanted you. The feelings should have started to become this way not long ago, correct? Not quite, at least to your knowledge. “You know I like you more than my own brother, right? I like you in such a way that he would disapprove of.” He told, fully aware that San wouldn’t be so happy if he ever found out.

Jongho placed his lips on the area that connected your neck and shoulders, from there, he made his way up. He has physical attributes that made him strong and somewhat intimidating, in opposite, his touches and kisses were gentle and calm unlike how lustful many people his age were.

You let out a quiet whimper; his hands, which was lightly coated with something sticky, felt up your bare chest underneath the shirt of his that you were wearing. Your head tilted back on its own as a respond when he touched your buds, kneading it in his fingers.

"God, Jongho, you didn't clean your hands? That's fucking disgusting." You whined, which made him laughed.

Jongho replied, "You're making seem like you're not going to be covered in it soon." You mouth agape as soon as those vulgar ideas entered through your ears. San was one to blame for sure, being a major influence all throughout his life. You get the flirty, but weren't used to the dirty.

One slid down your stomach to the nether regions of your body, the other kept its place on your chest. You moaned, his hand reached your already aroused cock. You would admit with every truths in you, he was great at pleasuring his sex partner. Even if he was a virgin or seemed inexperienced at first glance. You doubted that he had ever gotten laid with anyone; if he wanted you this bad, he would have saved himself for you. The years you spent away from him, pornographic materials must have trained him well for this very day.

He stroked you, up-and-down, occasionally running his thumb over your swollen tip. The sounds that escaped your mouth was lewd, you never knew yourself have the capability to produce such things. You could sense the build-ups coming, your pelvis jerking slightly. Your hot breaths hitting the cold surface of the door, unstable, shaky, it was.

A hand grabbed you by the jaw, turning your face to him. He leaned in to kiss you, shutting you up before you could make any more noise that most possibly lead to you two getting caught. Jongho pushed his tongue in, reaching out for yours. Although, he seemed like he know a lot and he did a great job proving so. But you could clearly tell that he still have much to learn, merely by the way he kissed you. Amateur, but he has the spirit.

You closed your eyes, biting his lips as you released your high. It sprayed onto his door, the white on white making it looked almost discreet under the sensual lighting of his room. An orange-red mix of some sort, the mood light by the corner illuminating his space.

"You're a filthy whore, hyung. You came all over my door." Jongho giggled. He turned you around to face him, then slung you over his shoulder in one swift motion. The bed, he brought you to. You laid there, half-naked, and only with his shirt that covered a sensitive part of yours.

Jongho removed his top, now you finally got a clear view of his torso. Under his bulky clothes, he was fit and fairly toned. He got close and personal with you, leaning into your ears as he whispered sinful things that has an unknowingly sweet undertone.

Jongho brought up, "Now that I've enrolled in university, can I perhaps...have a congratulation gift?"

Skeptical, you replied with suspicion in your voice. "And what in particular is it that you want?"

"Blow me." He said, with all the confidence he has. More like waiting to say those peculiar two words. You were caught off guard, taken back by what he just said. He has his hands on the waistband, slowly pulling it down before your eyes.

Dropping his pants and undergarment off the bed, where the most of your clothes rested. Already seen the silhouette of his cock, you were much surprised when you got a closer look. “Oh my— You’ve grown.” You commented. The pre-cum from earlier dripped and dropped, you gripped the rim of his shirt as you watched it inching to your lips.

His tip kissed your lips, you opened your mouth to take it in little by little. Your mouth was warm and fleshy, way better than using his hands or an unspecified toy for adults. You started going easy on yourself since you weren’t an expert on these things. The head, then halfway, then the entire thing. It touched the back at your throat, causing you to gaged slightly, tears brimming in your eyes.

You looked up at him, gluing yours onto his. Jongho covered his mouth, he held your head with the other one. “Don’t look at me like that, I might just fuck your face till you cry, hyung.” Your hair felt soft under his hand and between his fingers, the delightful scent of your shampoo lingered around his nose. He could sniff you all day, how could he ever resist you?

His cock slid deeper down your throat as his gently pushed his pelvis toward your face. He moaned and groaned, making known of all his hidden dark desires and sexual fantasies. With you sucking him off like that, sending him to cloud nine.

Your mouth, which overfilled with cum, leaking out from the corners of your pretty lips. It all ran down your through and into your system in one big gulp, the taste wasn't as pleasant as some might say but tolerable. Jongho lifted your face by the chin, he licked your lips. "I hope I'm not terrible for your taste, hyung." He laughed, trying a drop of himself as well.

You wiped your mouth, leaning back into the soft mattress of his bed. You laughed, "Come and make me yours like how you wanted to do long ago." He crawled to you, having that heart-throbbing smile plastered on his face. How could he be so cute when he was preparing to do something so naughty.

Jongho put his lips on yours once more, soft and plump like peaches. As you laid down, those disobedient hands slid up your thighs. He easily overpowered you, he was the sky and you were under him. Your lips, cheeks, jaw, and neck all stained with his charming marks. Rumbling and fumbling on the side as he searched for the lube bottle from the drawer of his nightstand. It felt cold, and slimy as it slid down your hole.

Yelping, your face scrunched up in discomfort. He started with one, then two, then eventually three fingers. You spread your legs, changing to a nicer position. The more you got used to his fingers going in-and-out of you, the more all those euphoric feelings you have been missing in your life came creeping up upon you.

"Lower your voice, or do you want someone to catch us? Does that excite you, you slut?" You bit down on your bottom lip, holding back your voice. Never been this vocal in bed before, what a change-up when you started using your voice more. The noises you made was like music to his ears, especially when he was the conductor. As much as he enjoyed it, he needed to keep it down, he was fucking his brother's best friend after all.

You held the condom packet between your teeth, Jongho pulled on the wrapper as it ripped open. He slid the condom over his cock, now covered in a pellucid latex layer. He pulled you closer by your legs, his pelvis touching your backside, his cock rubbing up against yours. Slowly and steady, he slid it in you. Your heart pounding violently inside your chest, your heartbeat rang for everyone to hear. It picked up its pace when he entered fully. Relaxed thrusts at first, he was afraid that he was going to hurt you if he went all out from the beginning. But when your lips quivered and asked him to go faster, he happily complied.

Slamming into you without any mercy, and moving his lips with yours in an aggressive manner similar to animals. You felt his cock hitting area and cervices deep inside your body, more or less 'rearranging one's guts' like how they all say.

His sweat carried the citrusy scent of his cologne, dominating what would be the unpleasant smell of body oder. He held one of your thighs, going in-and-out at another angle. And with one more single thrust; you reached your high, coming untouched all over his bedsheets. His grip tightened around your hips, coming right after.

A daze, you were in. Your breaths was as unstable as his during his last baseball game. Chest ascending then descending, alternating for a while until you could calm down. Only wearing his shorts, he helped you clean up everything. Throwing a different shirt at you for you to change out.

He went back to bed beside your tired body, held you in his arms like how you once did back in the days. "San will go fucking crazy when he finds out." You told, caressing his sore shoulders. Despite how much you both tried, you knew you were being loud and obvious.

Jongho giggled, "Of course, he would. I basically slept with his best friend while he was sleeping." You could only imagine San waking up and finding you asleep in Jongho's bed, his expression would change and he would start going off on his brother—Who most possibly would wear a playful face and boast about having sex with you last night.

Jongho pecked your lips, "I love you, [Y/N]-hyung. I've never stop loving you." All of a sudden, the atmosphere changed to being intimate in a wholesome way. You rubbed his head, silently saying it back as he got the memo.

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Sweetness #3

Minors DNI

Summary: The continuation of Sweetness #2; Seunghan and Eunseok heard Anton with you and want their turn.

Warnings: Male reader, Slight dubcon, Big cocks Riize, Threesome, Hypnosis, Rough Sex, Pet names, Degradation, Blowjob, Overstimulation, Multiple orgasms, Creampie,

Wordcount: 3.3k

Eunseok and Seunghan went into Anton’s room to see you lying in bed, covered by the bed sheet.

Eunseok covered his nose, “Did they go at it that hard?”

Seunghan shrugged, “You heard it as clearly as I did. They were fucking like dogs in here, and it smells like it.” The boys went over to you to check you out. Your hair was ruined, your cheeks were puffed, darkening bruises on your next, and the smell of cum drifted off you.

Anton came into the room with the towels, “Here’s the towels…”

Seunghan sucked on his teeth when he lifted the cover to see the rest of you naked under the sheet. His head craned, “Are you serious Anton?! There’s no way he won’t notice his body messed up like this, mysterious bite marks–and you came inside. You sick fuck.”

Anton could only bite his cheek as his elders scolded him.

Together, they used warm wet towels to wipe down your body. You tried your best to remain still like you were asleep, but it tickled in some places. You were going to crack eventually so you had to play it off. You groaned, gently opening your eyes, “huh? What the–“ You sat up sharply but held your side where Anton had bruised you. “What happened?!”

Eunseok and Seunghan looked at you, at each other, and then back to you.

“Anton fucked you and damn near broke your back, blame him.” Seunghan put his hands up, “Eunseok and I were forced into helping him.”

You glared at Anton, “You what?!”

Eunseok whispered, “Sweetness, you don’t care about Anton anymore. Forget about that and just focus on how to repay us for helping you.”

Your head flopped down as your eyes went out of focus.

“Perfect.”

Seunghan turned to Anton, “We’ll keep this a secret if you keep our deal. If not, then y/n will remember everything. Maybe even hate you.”

Anton looked at you, “I hope you guys know what you’re doing…”

“The same as you! Now get the hell out and keep a watch for the others.”

Eunseok and Seunghan helped you up, wrapping a towel around your waist. You were guided to the bathroom and seated on the toilet lid. “Okay, a shower may be out of the question. We can’t explain him walking out of the shower like this. Anton seriously did a number on him.” The boys spent some time thinking.

You started getting impatient so you pressed that you were waking up. You groaned as your head drifted to one side.

“We’re running out of time, the others will be home soon. If we want to do something, now’s the time,” Eunseok warned.

Seunghan’s face lit up with an idea, “I’ve got an idea that can get us some alone time with him. While also getting back at those two fuckers for tricking us.” The boys discussed their diabolical plan in front of you. It was devious and almost crazy hearing them talk about what to do about you like you weren’t a person. It was kind of hot…

The boys brought you clothes dressed you, then had you sleep in their room. The front door opened, and you heard their plan launch into action. You couldn’t help but peek out the door to see down the hall as it unfolded. Seunghan had the group sitting at the table, most of them shivering from the cold while Anton shook out of anxiety. “So, I’ll give you the chance to come clean first. To prove you show at least a little remorse,” Seunghan tapped his foot on the floor expectantly.

The others exchanged looks with each other until one by one they stopped on Anton who was turning pale. Sungchan spoke first while giving Anton a death glare, “What are they talking about?”

Anton looked at everyone, fear across his face. Sungchan was a death threat, and Seunghan had a knowing smirk on his face. He was going to throw him under the bus! “I-I fucked y/n!” The others complained in protest. “But, so did Sungchan!”

Sungchan leaped to his feet, “You rat!”

“Those two did it two!” Anton pointed at Seunghan and Eunseok.

Eunseok shook his head, “Not even. We heard Anton going at it right when we got home from our errand and caught him in the act.”

“That’s not-“

“Shut it!” Seunghan commanded, “Clearly no one can be trusted around him. He’ll be sleeping in our room. Alone. For the rest of his time here. And he can’t be alone with anyone, there’s always got to be a second person present.”

The group nodded in agreement.

“But what about these two?” Sohee pointed at Anton and Sungchan.

“Since you two are the least trustworthy here, you’ll spend some time with each other. Without y/n. We’ll order him to ignore you completely.”

Shotaro stood, “Won’t that affect him much later? We don’t want to cause any permanent damage.”

“Sho, they’ve already crossed a line! I think it’s more than an appropriate punishment, and if y/n knew they’d want the same. Maybe even worse.”

Wonbin raised his hand. “Should we just tell him?”

Anton and Sungchan spoke, “No, you can’t!”

“Why not?” Sohee raised an eyebrow, "This is serious. We should tell him."

Anton tried to explain, “If he knows that, he’ll never want to see us again. We’re a group, if he wants to see you he’ll still see us. Or even being around you may remind him of us. What if he gets PTSD or something?”

“What the hell did you do to give him PTSD!?”

“N-Nothing, it’s just an example!”

Eunseok snapped, “Stop shouting! You’ll wake him up! We'll decide if we'll tell him by dinner.”

Shotaro’s eyes popped open, “Where is he?”

“In me and Seunghan’s room, where I think he should stay to recover. Anton went crazy, bruises and bite marks…” The others scowled at Anton while the youngest hung his head in shame.

Sungchan’s face was red with anger. “Bite marks and bruises!?”

Anton put his hands up defensively, “You’re not any better than me, you made him suck you off in the middle of the night! He was barely awake to register it.” Sungchan’s mouth hung open at Anton’s defiance. Every word just made the situation worse and everyone needed some space. The group decided something needed to be done to punish the members who broke the rule. As part of their punishment, Anton and Sungchan were forced to cook and clean as long as you stayed with them. And do whatever you asked them to do–if you’d acknowledge them.

While the guilty made dinner, Seunghan showed the others the scene of the crime–Your body, fully clothed, still showed signs of surviving Anton, purple tint to some areas of skin and teeth marks.

Sohee frowned, "Should we give him ice or something?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea." Wonbin and Sohee left together to get you some ice, leaving Eunseok and Seunghan to watch over you. Your eyes were closed but you could hear shuffling in the room as the boys whispered to each other.

"Wake him up, quickly!"

You felt the warmth of someone's presence near you as you were gently shaken. "Y/n, wake up for a second," Eunseok spoke to you softly, like always.

You slowly opened your eyes, wincing in pain. "Jesus, my fucking back. What is it, Eunseok?"

Eunseok's eyebrows knit together as Seunghan kept watch at the door. "I... Can I ask for something?"

"Of course, name it."

"Say I wanted to go out with you. Or like get with you–theoretically... Would I have a shot?"

You giggle at his kind words. "Sure, Eunseok. I don't think I'd mind going out with you."

"Even if we went far with it, like sex?"

You nodded, "If we're compatible, then maybe."

"Can it be a yes or a no?"

"Gosh, Eunseok, I haven't put much thought into it. Yes, I can see us having sex, but is this the best time for this?"

"No, you're right–I'll bring it up later."

"Okay," You winked at him.

"Eunseok, you done?" Seunghan looked over his shoulder, "I think the others are coming back."

"I'm sorry." Eunseok held your hand tightly and whispered, "Sweetness when I come to your room tonight. We're going to have sex, okay?"

You let your eyes lose focus as you slowly nodded.

He smiled at you as your eyes came back into focus. Your head cocked to the side. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason," Eunseok said as he stepped away from you.

Wonbin and Sohee came into the room with water and ice packs. The four boys comforted you as Sungchan and Anton made dinner. The dinner table was almost completely silent. You were seated between Eunseok and Seunghan with Anton and Sungchan kept at the far end of the table.

"This food is great you two!" You complimented, trying to lift the mood.

"Thanks, y/n," Anton's smile faded as the others glared at him.

There was only silence and nervous glances between everyone as they tried to find the words to tell you. You looked at Sungchan, hoping he'd know what to do. He nodded and stood up. "I have a confession," He said hoarsely.

Seunghan stood up too, much to your surprise. "I've got something to say and want to speak first." Sungchan was glad to take the spotlight off himself as he sat down. The group watched Seungahn closely as he spoke, "Y/n, you're too smart for us! We've been trying to keep it a secret, but the guys and I have prepared a surprise for you!" Seunghan smiled as winked at the others for support. "Let's not tell them the surprise yet, we're not ready to show it yet," He emphasized his words to get his point across.

Sungchan joined him, "Yes, I was about to say more than I should've!"

Anton nodded rapidly as the others slowly joined in agreement. Wonbin locked eyes with you, raising an eyebrow questioningly. You smiled at him with a wink. "What can I say? You guys suck at hiding secrets!"

"As a part of the surprise, we need you to sleep in Seunghan's room for tonight. We might need to move stuff and we don't want to wake you up if you're in the living room," Eunseok explained.

You nodded in understanding, "That's fine. I can't wait to see what it is!"

After Seunghan's announcement, the mood picked up a little more. You ignored the slight pain in your side from Anton blowing your back out as you continued eating dinner. You decided to call it a night after eating, feeling "weirdly exhausted", and the boys encouraged you to sleep as they cleaned the kitchen. You could hardly hear them whisper from inside Seunghan's room, but you knew you'd get another visit in the night soon enough. You weren't planning on sleeping, only pretending until someone arrived. You passed out with a full belly in less than ten minutes. You awoke in complete darkness, the sound of the door opening and closing as someone entered the room. Even though you were waiting for it, your heart raced as you could barely make out two forms through your squinted eyes.

"Make sure the door's locked," Seunghan whispered.

"It is," Eunseok replied. One of the shadows moved closer to you until you could make out Eunseok's features on its face. You closed your eyes, pretending to be asleep as your body started sweating in expectation. Eunseok's voice was low and gentle, "Sweetness, I'm here. Wake up."

You slowly open your eyes. "Eunseok? Is that you?"

"Y-Yeah, it's me." He took your hand in his. "You remember what we talked about earlier today?" His voice shook nervously.

"About wanting to go out with me?"

"And the other thing."

"Remind me, I can't remember."

"You said, we could fuck," Eunseok said plainly.

You giggle, "Eunseok, are you asking to have sex with me right now?"

He muttered something about how he had the most consent out of the members but discarded the thought when you tried to listen closer. "Yeah, I'm here to have sex with you," He said confidently.

You turned your attention to the second shadow. "Is there someone else in here?"

Eunseok nodded. "It's Seunghan."

"And he's here to watch?"

"Or participate if you'll allow? Which, I’ve got a feeling, you'll say yes. Sweet–"

Eunseok cut him off in a whisper, "Seunghan!"

"Sweet boy," Seunghan finished. You held in a smirk as Seunghan still found time to tease Eunseok. "What do you say? Want a package deal?"

"A threesome is ambitious," You tried to sound unsure. "What if they hear?"

"Don't worry about the others. They can't interfere, even if they want, it's just us," Seunghan assured you.

You threw aside the bedsheet, showing off your legs as you'd shaken out of your shorts. "Then, I suppose we could have a bit of fun."

Eunseok leaned in and kissed you as Seunghan moved over to you, letting his hands run up your warm legs. Seunghan's approach was fast and smooth, tenderly kissing your inner thighs as he found your most sensitive parts and biting at them. Eunseok was more intimate, slow, and gentle like he was almost scared to touch you. He cupped your face as he ate your lips. Seunghan's biting made you moan into Eunseok's mouth, which made both attack you more passionately.

Both raked their hands over your body as you squirmed under them.

They both pulled away and undressed themselves.

Eunseok whispered in your ear, "Who do you want first?"

"I pick?"

He nodded. "We both want you, but you're the one who's got a choice."

"You should go first, you did ask," You kissed Eunseok's nose as he positioned himself between your legs, Seunghan moving to the side of your head.

Eunseok slipped his fingers inside you easily. "Stretched out... I can just stick it in now." You nodded, almost begging as you held your breath. Eunseok slapped his cock against your ass a few times as he pushed you to arch your back. He put in his tip and slowly sank into you. Even after Anton, Eunseok stretched your hole–his cock being wider than the youngest Riize member. Eunseok groaned as you tightened around him.

Seunghan rubbed your cheek with his cock, its hot tip leaving a sticky wet kiss. You stroked it a few times, but Eunseok's increasing pace made it difficult to aim it into your mouth.

"Silly, baby, you need help?" Seunghan cooed as he rotated you, forcing Eunseok to move as well while inside you. Your head hung off the bed as Seunghan held your neck for support. "Just relax," He said as he slid his dick into your mouth. It glided into a comfortable position in your throat, you moving your throat to squeeze it tightly.

The two of them fucked you at a rhythm as one pushed in and the other pulled out. Starting slow and then moving faster, tears streamed down your face. It was Eunseok that broke first.

"I'm going to cum, inside, cumming–" Eunseok's cock was suddenly pulled out of you as Seunghan pulled you closer to him. You throated more cock into your mouth as Eunseok cum shot up and rained down on you. "Seung, what the fuck!?"

Seunghan pulled out of your mouth, letting you catch your breath. "I can't let you make a mess before I've had a turn."

Eunseok sucked on his teeth as Seunghan forced him out of the way. The boys switched spots as you lay there in anticipation for round two. Eunseok bitterly stroked his sensitive cock over your face as Seunghan hooked your leg onto his shoulder.

"Brace yourself, a real man's taking care of you now," Seunghan said as he pushed himself in completely. You opened your mouth, trying to restrain the moan that threatened to escape. You pulled Eunseok into your mouth, filling you so the sound couldn't slip out. Eunseok's body twitched and shook as you focused on licking and sucking him, his moans high-pitched and rapid. Seunghan grunted as his hips snapped, slamming into you. It was completely different from the kindness Eunseok had shown you, Seunghan's cock dug into you with a vein at the bottom that flexed every time he thrust it, making it just a little bigger.

"Still this tight? Even after all the cock you've been through?" Seunghan teased.

You let Eunseok out of your mouth, working him over with your hand. "Anton was just a little clumsy, that's all."

The boys froze in the realization of what you'd said.

"Anton?" Seunghan looked at your face, "You know about that?"

"Yes," You groaned as you tried to move your ass, "Sungchan too."

"How–"

"Not hypnotized. Talk later, fuck now!"

Seunghan laughed wryly. "You're just a slut then? I can work with that. Lying sluts deserve a beating." Seunghan put your other leg over his shoulder and leaned forward, pushing his weight down on you as your knees touched your chest. Seunghan was in an almost plank, like a push-up form, as he pulled to leave just this tip inside you, then slammed into you. You screamed at the intensity Seunghan was fucking you, but you were getting too loud. "Eunseok, gag him or something!" Seunghan commanded.

You looked over at Eunseok whose cock was red and dripping, but still hard. "That, gimme. Please Eunseok, I need your cock."

Eunseok slowly accepted his fate, bracing for the overstimulation as you took him back into your mouth. His hand clasped over his mouth as you moved yourself around his length. Eunseok's cock twitched and spilled a full load of cum into your mouth, as he drooled into his hand. His eyes twitched as you continued sucking, forcing him to hold the side of the bed so he didn't collapse.

Even though your mouth was full, Seunghan was determined to make you lose your mind. He slammed into you without restraint, the clap of your skin loud in your ears as he groaned and grunted. "Slut, slut, slut! Are you getting off at tricking us? You know all of us want to fuck you, and you think you can get away with baiting me. I'll make sure we get even too!" His thrusts lost their speed but somehow got harder as he got close to his orgasm. Seunghan tossed one of your legs off his shoulder as he pushed you toward Eunseok, forcing you to deepthroat him, while Eunseok cried at being used. He held Eunseok in place with his free arm. While you choked on Eunseok, Seunghan came inside you. He slammed you for each pump of cum that poured into you.

After he finished, he put your other leg down and Eunseok pulled out your mouth.

You were a mess all over again. Spit, tears, and cum stained your skin, mostly your face. You'd ended up cumming three times, once from Eunseok and twice from Seunghan. Your cock throbbed as it lay on your stomach softening.

Eunseok, finally able to relax, fell onto the bed twitching. "That was... amazing."

Seunghan pulled out of you, letting his cum drip out. "I agree, we should do that again," He winked as he smacked your thigh, making you wince. "Now, explain yourself."

You take a moment to breathe and then explain what happened. Wonbin snapped you out of the hypnosis, Sungchan throat fucked you, and then Anton jumped in before they did. Seunghan called you a slut at least four more times while you explained.

Eunseok, finally calm enough to form real words, asked, "So the only ones who don't know are Shotaro and Sohee? And Wonbin didn't hit either?"

You nodded. You could feel your throat swelling from its recent abuse. It would be a miracle if you could speak correctly by tomorrow morning.

"We'll keep up the act if you want. But Taro and Sohee are going to be difficult. You'll probably have to seduce them since they're so polite." Seunghan got dressed and threw Eunseok some clothes. "Now, let's get you cleaned up. We can help you get the others."

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wonyourdreams · 2 months

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Sweetness #2

Minors DNI

A continuation of Sweetness; Anton caught Sungchan taking advantage of your hypnosis and wants a piece.

Warnings: Male Reader, Big Cocks Riize, Creampie, Standing fuck, Forced entry, Hypnosis, Slight Dubcon, Rough sex

Wordcount: 2.2k

The morning was tense and quiet. You slept the longest, which kept the members shifting between rooms as they avoided the living room.

One by one, they filed into Sungchan's room.

"So now what?" Seunghan asked.

"We just act normal. Nothing happened last night. We just played games, got drunk, and went to bed. That's our story," Sungchan's calmness put order among the chaos in the others.

All except Anton, "Yeah. Nothing happened."

Sungchan raised his eyebrow, "You wanna talk to me about something?"

Anton shook his head, "No, it's nothing."

The members awkwardly left the room, trying to go about their morning. The only one who was brave enough to go into the living room was Wonbin. He walked right past you while you slept on the couch, giving the others the courage to do the same. Eventually, everyone started getting brave enough to move around and make noise.

As Sungchan went to his room from the kitchen, Anton pulled him into the bathroom.

"Anton, what the hell?"

"Don't give me that! What the fuck is with you?" Anton whispered.

Sungchan's face morphed into confusion, "What is it?"

"I saw you last night. I know what you did to y/n."

Sungchan's eyes widened, "You can't tell anyone about that." He thought about how you were faking the hypnosis. "How much did you hear?"

"I heard you tell him to suck your cock," Anton whispered even more when saying the last part of the sentence. "It's not fair that you can have free reign over him after preaching that we need to respect him."

"So I should tell everyone to go crazy on him?"

"No… I've got a proposal."

Sungchan raised an eyebrow, "Spit it out."

"I won't tell the others and Y/n what you did if you can buy me some alone time with him," Anton stuck his hand out for a handshake.

"What do you want from him?"

"You know what– We can never bring girls home, and we've barely had time to get around. So if I see my window, why shouldn't I take it?

Sungchan hated the thought of giving you away for Anton, but he had no choice. The members would tear him apart for being such a hypocrite.

"Fine. I'll buy you time," Sungchan shook Anton's hand, sealing the forbidden deal.

The two exit the bathroom just as you stir from your slumber.

Wonbin was watching the news on the TV near you, "Weather says a bad snowstorm is coming. We'll be snowed in together for the next few days."

"Yay! More time with my boys!" You cheered.

Some cheered, but Sungchan felt a knot in his stomach. Something was going to go wrong.

Anton was tingling from the news– More days with you. He couldn't admit it to Sungchan, but he'd always wanted to sleep with you. Even go for something more if you'd let him, but he never had the chance to ask you out before becoming a part of Riize.

You cooked breakfast for the others. You'd brought food since you knew their fridge would be empty, but there was no way it would last the snowstorm. You were going through your ingredients when you heard someone behind you.

The voice whispered, "Sweetie, can we talk in private?" It was Anton. Trying to command you into another room.

You stood, leaving your ingredients on the counter, and followed him as the rest of the boys watched you closely.

Wonbin spoke up, "Where ya headed, y/n?"

"I need to shower. Anton wanted to help me find the towels," You replied with a smile.

Anton was amazed at how fast you lied. Hypnosis was a scary beast.

Sungchan walked into the living room as You and Anton left it. They exchanged looks, and Sungchan started a conversation loud enough to grab everyone's attention. He was planning a trip into the cold before things got too bad.

Anton led you into his room and locked the door behind you. You could see his cock already bulging in his sweatpants.

"O-Okay, now, Sweetness, I want you to undress for me," Anton shifted his weight back and forth nervously.

You had to swallow a smile as you turned away from him to unbutton your shirt and slide your pants off as slowly as possible.

"You can go faster," He said impatiently.

You ignored him, teasing him as your underwear slid down your legs.

As soon as you were naked enough for him, Anton took your hand, guided you to his bed, and sat you down. He handled you rather clumsily, but you tried to Anton’s wants.

"You're like a doll… I wish you were more like you. I like you more that way," He muttered as he sized you up and slid his pants off.

Anton always wore baggy clothes, but he was an athlete through and through. His back was large, with broad shoulders and biceps that made you instantly smile.

"Sweetness. Lay down."

You did.

"How did he cum like this? Did he say something specific?" Anton muttered as he climbed on you, his hand sweeping your neck. He studied your face closely with tenderness, "God, you're beautiful… And for now, you're all mine. I've got it so bad for you, and I'm too much of a coward to tell you." He kissed your lips, "You still love me anyways, even if I'm a coward, right?"

You finally broke character with a big smile, "A coward?"

Anton flinched, "Y-You–" He climbed off you and covered his cock that was shaking in his boxers.

"Me," You smiled as you sat up. You slipped on a button-up shirt on Anton’s bed but left it open. "This is the part where you apologize for trying to take advantage of me," You raised an eyebrow.

"Right. I'm sorry. I wasn't going to do it– It wasn't you…" Anton hung his head with shame.

"Then, how about this? We keep up the illusion for a little longer. Let everyone think I'm under the spell. Everyone is in trouble, but how much depends on them."

Anton nodded, "And if we do that?"

"Well, you came in here to fuck me, right? We have to keep up the game. Or the others will catch on," You laid back down and put your arms out for him. "Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you. Don't forget the magic word."

"Sweetness?" Anton questioned.

You raised your eyebrows as you waited for his order.

"We're fucking. Right now. But you have to stay quiet. Any noises from you should be you calling me, Daddy," Anton's chest swelled at Daddy.

"Yes, Daddy," You cooed to him.

He took that as his go-ahead, diving into you. His large frame overtook you as he planted himself between your legs. He was excited, holding you down as his mouth crashed into your lips. Anton forgets how big he is as he watches you strain your neck to meet his lips.

"S-Sorry," He whispered as he lowered himself more.

Now his weight was crushing you, his hands tightly wrapped around your wrists as he threw you around without a care in the world.

"Anton, you're being too rough," You moaned.

"Don't be like that. I know you can handle it. You're Daddy's boy, right?" He lifted your leg onto his shoulder, stretching you as he pushed your leg toward your head. "Oh, so flexible~" He kissed your inner thigh as he lifted your other leg to match.

The stretch of your leg muscles burned, but nothing compared to feeling Anton pushing into you, as was rushing to get to the good part. He fumbled, missing your hole twice before slamming into you fully.

"Oh, holy– Fuck!" You covered your mouth to contain your noises. Your body recoiled as you tried to crawl away from Anton, sliding on your back as his cock slipped out of you.

"Don't run."

"It's too much! You're too big–"

Anton grabbed you by your hips and pulled you back into him, pushing his cock back into you. "You can take it," He rubbed your stomach and squeezed your size to encourage you. "Just breathe."

Anton breathed with you, caressing you as you looked into his eyes. "Sweetness. Stay quiet," He commanded as he lifted you onto him. He looked up at you, your nipples poking at his face, as he smiled, "You look beautiful on me, more than I imagined."

Your hands found their way to land on his shoulders. Anton's still were perched on your hips, pulling you down. Somehow he kept having more dick to shove into you. By the end of it, at least nine inches were inside of you. It was shorter than Sungchan's by two whole inches, but inside you, it didn't make a difference as you felt your brain melting.

"I'm all in. Can you bounce, Sweetness?" Anton asked.

You slithered your fingers into his hair and tugged on it, earning a girlish moan from him. "You shove all that in me and expect me to do the work?"

"N-No, of course not… I was kidding," Anton whinced at the pain of your tugging. But when you let him go, he put your hand back on his head, "Again, please."

You pulled on his hair again, and a more manly groan came out since he was ready this time. He lifted your hips and slammed you down onto him, knocking the air right out of you. The sensation shot up your spine as you saw stars on the ceiling. You couldn't bring your neck to relax enough to look down at Anton, and you pulled harder as he picked up the pace.

Anton told you to be quiet, but he was making more noise than you were. The moans, whimpers, the bed creaking, and the sound of your skin slapping together filled the room.

It was only three hits before you were cumming on Anton's stomach. Your fingers dug into his shoulder, and your voice was barely audible, "Wait, please– I need a second."

"No more waiting, I need to cum too!" Anton stood and carried you as he thrust into you, getting even deeper than earlier. Tears ran down your face from the overstimulation. You couldn't stop moaning and didn't stop as Anton lost his mind, pounding into you fiercely until one hard thrust made him spill into you. His cock shot out so much cum.

You twitched, reeling from every motion as Anton came down from his high. His chest heaved, "Did you survive?"

You couldn't answer– your jaw tightened shut.

"Sweetness? You okay?" Anton's voice was concerned when he realized how much he'd fucked you up.

Your hair was a mess, tear stains on your face, and your ass was spilling cum on the floor. You have bite marks on your neck and bruises on your hips.

"Oh god. Um– Y/n, please don't kill me. Let's get you down," Anton gently laid you on the bed, his cock still inside you. "I'm gonna pull out now, try and bare it." Anton pulled out in one quick motion, earning moans from you and turning you into a shuddering mess as you came again. He bit down his pride as he covered you under his sheet, "You lay here. I'll get towels and more clothes for you."

Anton left the room, turning the light off behind him as he slipped his shirt over his head. He fixed his hair and pants and straightened his back before entering the living room.

Seunghan and Eunseok were sitting at the table, staring at him.

"Really?" Seunghan spat.

"What?"

Eunseok jumped in, "Don't you think we could hear that? You weren't even trying to be quiet."

"You're lucky Sungchan convinced the others to try and run to the store with him to get more ingredients. We stayed back," Seunghan looked at Anton fiercely. "Let's talk, Anton."

Anton sat down at the table, "You can't tell the others!"

"You're not in the position to tell us that! You broke the agreement. We all said we'd respect y/n, not fuck him."

"Sungchan broke it first!" Anton wanted to take it back as soon as he said it, but it was too late.

"Explain."

Anton explained what he'd seen the night before between you and Sungchan. Eunseok and Seunghan could hardly believe that he was such a hypocrite.

"Well, if you two can get a pass. Then we're getting on too," Seunghan laughed. "And I know we won't get caught like you two idiots. And you’ll help us, Anton."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then we'll tell y/n and the others. Sungchan will kill you for ratting him out. The others will kill you for fucking y/n. And y/n will kill us all for hypnotizing him, but you more because you took advantage of him."

Anton held in his smirk, knowing that you were testing everyone else. He didn't like the thought that everyone might make an attempt on you, but he couldn't ruin your plan. Especially if that meant he'd get to fuck you again.

"Okay, I'll help. But help me clean y/n up before the others get here."

Eunseok and Seunghan looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Eunseok leaned in, "We'll handle that. Just get towels. We're going to take a shower."

Anton ran off to get the towels, trying not to get hard again as he thought about the both of them fucking you.

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wonyourdreams · 2 months

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Sweetness

Minors DNI

After being invited to hang out with your old friends, you try playing a game with hypnotism. But things didn't go as planned...

Warnings: Male Reader, Hypnosis, Blowjobs, OT7, Slight Dubcon, Making out, Handjob

Word count: 3.1k

The rain hit the window softly as you watched Tiktoks on your phone. There was traffic so the bus was behind schedule, and the rain wasn't helping. The window was cold, your coat was warm, and your head softly bumped against the window as the bus moved through the stop-n-go streets. The video you were watching was about a man pranking his girlfriend by hypnotizing her into doing his chores, and he showed you how to do the same.

"What a load of BS," You mumbled as you let your eyes slowly drift shut.

When you woke up, your phone flashed at 6:45 pm. You promised the boys you'd be at their dorm by 6 pm, but it was almost an hour past that! Luckily the rain seemed to have lightened up, so you dashed off the bus with your hood on toward the dorm. It was a three-minute walk, but you cut it down to 2 as you rushed around the street corners and j-walked.

You knocked on the door, following the secret pattern they'd taught you. The door unlocked and you pushed your way inside the warm apartment, letting the door shut behind you.

"Guys, I'm here!" You shouted out as you took off your shoes.

The sound of footsteps came toward you as you heard them talking to each other.

Shotaro's face was the first one you saw, but the others were right behind him. He pulled you in for a hug, "Hey man, how's it going?"

You held him tight, "It's good! The rain died down for a second so I got here without getting soaked.

"That's good because it's supposed to be a storm the rest of the night," Wonbin said as he ate some of his chips.

Everyone muttered in agreement about the storm until you'd finished taking off your shoes and hanging up your coat.

"So, ready to hang for the weekend?" You cheered.

The boys all shouted in agreement.

You'd known all of Riize from training with them. They'd managed to get into the debut group, but you didn't. Not hard feelings, they'd always call and share their experiences with you at every step to make sure you didn't miss out on anything. Since they had no schedules for the weekend, they invited you over to catch up and play around with them.

The group gathered in the living room; drinks, snacks, games, and movies were laid out for the group on the table.

"So, what's first?" Eunseok asked.

Everyone looked at you for an answer.

You sighed, "How are all of you so indecisive? Fine, I'll choose!" You sat for a minute, trying to think of something fun for everyone. Wonbin would leave if we put on a scary movie, Sungchan gets a little too competitive at games, and you were running out of stuff to talk about. But then you remembered the Tiktok from the bus.

"Hey, check this out," You pulled out your phone and showed the video to everyone. "Should we try this?"

Everyone shrugged or gave a silent nod.

"You don't believe that stuff works, do you?" Anton asked.

"Well, no... But it'll be fun to try anyway, right?"

You collected a few things around the apartment that you'd need. A cup of water, a clock, and you borrowed Sungchan's weights since you needed something heavy.

"Now we need a volunteer," You put your hand out, waiting for one of the boys to speak.

But no one looked like they wanted to be first. "

If I go first, then will someone go after me?" You begged.

They all agreed that you'd go first. Sungchan gave you the weight to hold in your lap "to ground your spirit", Anton had several watches so he picked one of his at random, and Eunseok got the glass of water.

"Okay, you need to pick a trigger word for my hypnosis to trigger, but I can't know it. So figure something out," You covered your ears as you let them discuss with each other.

Soon, Wonbin tapped your arm, letting you know they picked something.

"Alright, so now I need to close my eyes and focus on the sound of the watch. Anton, hold it to my ear. And someone else does the talking."

You closed your eyes and felt Anton put the watch near your ear. Each tick was soft, so you had to focus on it to hear it. Then you relaxed completely, focusing on the sound in your ear, the ticking echoed in your brain.

"Y/n, you're now falling under our spell. Let go and trust us," Wonbin said as he read from the script from the video. "We're now entering your mind, and you're under our control. When we say sweetness, you'll follow any orders you get. The word is sweetness. At the snap of my fingers, you'll wake up and forget about this."

There was a snap. The sound of the watch faded and you opened your eyes.

"Well, did it work?" You looked around.

Sungchan shrugged, "Let's find out." He knocked the cup of water over, spilling it onto the table. "Sweetness, could you clean that mess up?"

Without a word, you stood and cleaned the table with your shirt. Mostly pushing the water around until it was absorbed completely into your clothes. You sat back down, the members staring at you in shock, and you blinked.

"Well, did it work?" You looked around, confused by everyone's faces. You were also suddenly cold, and wet, "Hey, when the hell–"

Sungchan spoke first, "I don't think it worked. I told you not to move and I threw the water on you, and you just let it hit you. Were you faking?"

You shook your head, "You did? I don't remember that."

The others exchanged looks of surprise at their sudden revelation. You were hypnotized and didn't know it.

Seunghan leaned on the table, "Maybe we should try again?"

"On the next person, I already went," You whined.

"Sweetness, please, go get another glass of water?" Seunghan asked, holding the cup out to you.

Again, without a word, you took the cup and filled it with cold water before giving it back to him and sitting down in your spot.

"So... Which one of you is going next?" You asked, oblivious to Seunghan's devilish smile.

Seunghan yawned, "Actually, this is boring. Let's do something else, right everyone?" He looked at the group, hinting at what he wanted and they all nodded in agreement.

The group decided to move on from your hypnosis and play card games instead. Uno first.

You slapped a card down, "Uno! I'm gonna win~"

Sungchan's ears were red as he still had almost twenty cards, "Sweetness, switch with me."

You handed him your one card in exchange for his twenty. Everyone watched in awe as you did it without arguing or fussing.

When you came back, you realized your hand was heavier than a moment ago. "How the fuck!?"

Anton picked up two cards and handed them to you, "You called 'Uno' when you have too many cards, you have to pick up two more!"

"But I... I had only one card–" You scratched your head trying to remember getting to twenty.

Sungchan won the game in the next round, but everyone seemed happy he won.

Next was the scary movie, The Conjuring.

Wonbin barely made it through the first 20 minutes without crying. You were sitting next to him, trying to enjoy the movie but he kept kicking you when he was scared.

"Bin, stop! I can't enjoy the movie," You nagged.

"Sweetness? Can you hold my hand?" Wonbin asked.

You held his hand unconsciously and kept watching, only to realize you were holding it when he almost crushed it to pieces.

Seunghan looked over to you, "Sweetness, Wonbin looks scared, you should hold him!"

You crawled over to Wonbin and wrapped your arms around his waist. His face went pink as he looked you in the eyes, which were empty as if you were asleep. You shifted to where he was slotted in between your legs as he lay on the arm of the couch, being pulled into you.

"When the fuck did you get so close?" You whispered at Wonbin.

He was too embarrassed to answer, only shrugging as he tried to look at the screen.

You were already comfortable so you didn't bother pushing him off you, letting Bin get comfortable in your embrace.

Now it was Truth or Dare.

"That's lame, you guys always dare crazy stuff!" You complained.

"But you always pick the truth anyway," Sohee added.

You wanted to complain but he was right...

Shotaro whispered in your ear, "Sweetness, you should be risky. Only pick, dare, for the entire game."

You blinked as Shotaro went back to his seat, snickering to himself.

The group made Anton drink a hot sauce shot, Sungchan and Shotaro went to the bathroom together, and Wonbin dodged three challenges so he was three shots deep. Now it was your turn.

Anton asked, "Y/n, Truth or Dare?"

You opened your mouth, "Dare." You waited for your friends to boo you for picking the truth again, but then you realized what you'd said. "No, wait–"

"Too late! You said dare!" Shotaro cheered.

"I dare you, to kiss your favorite member," Anton blushed as he gave you his dare.

"No way! I'm not kissing any of you," You reached for the Soju bottle, but Eunseok stopped your hand.

"Sweetness, kiss a member, anyone," He muttered.

You leaned over to Sohee and kissed him on the lips, earning cheers from everyone as you realized what you'd done.

You recoiled and rubbed your lips, "I didn't mean to kiss you– Hee, I'm so sorry!"

Sohee's face was already red, "No no, it's okay! I'm glad to know I'm your favorite."

Wonbin started pouting, his face with a drunken glow. "I want a kiss too, y/n," He leaned toward you.

"Y-You've had too much to drink!" You pushed him back to his spot.

"Sweetness, kiss me, now!" Wonbin whined.

You crawled to him and kissed him.

"Sweetness, keep going! Kiss him more!" Someone else cheered.

You and Wonbin were making out in front of everyone. He tasted like yogurt soju and strawberry lip balm, and his hair tickled your face.

"Sweetness, me too!" Eunseok chirped.

Immediately dropping Wonbin, you climbed onto the couch. You straddled Eunseok and kissed him passionately, more than you had with Wonbin. Eunseok's eyes squeezed shut as he held your waist.

"Uh, guys, I don't know. This is getting a little much," Sungchan shifted in his seat. "Maybe we should stop."

"Or you're being no fun! Maybe you want some too!" Seunghan pulled you away from Eunseok, "Sweetness, Sungchan needs kisses too. And make sure to make it good for him."

"Hey-" Sungchan tried to protest but you were already on him before he could. You slipped your tongue into his mouth, moving your hips as you pressed yourself into him. Sungchan's muscular arms landed on your waist, pulling you closer to him as he crushed you. You let out a soft moan from the pain but persisted in kissing him.

Sungchan was enjoying the moment, until he felt your hand worm its way down to his belt to remove it, "Wait, wait– Sweetness stop!"

You snapped out of it, in Sungchan's arms with warm lips.

"What the fuck just happened?" You asked, eyes wide.

The members looked around with panicked expressions.

"Well, you see... I– Um," Sungchan tried to explain while still holding you.

Wonbin, still very drunk, says, "Sweetness, have you ever sucked a cock? You have the lips for it."

"Never," You answered.

"We should fix that, and everyone else here wants to play with you..." He mumbled as he passed out on the table.

"Fix what? Play with me? Someone better spill," Your expression started to form anger.

"Sweetness, forget what he just said! He was joking!" Sohee said, panicked.

You blinked, and held your head, "I think I had too much to drink guys... My head is killing me, and my lips burn. Maybe I should call it a night."

The group agreed. Seunghan helped Wonbin to his room with Sohee and Anton. You slept on the couch while everyone else went to Sungchan's and Shoato's room.

"Okay, we need to set rules here," Sungchan warned. "We can't tell y/n about tonight! Then we'll all be killed."

"I didn't even do anything," Sohee raised his hand.

"You made him forget!"

"I panicked!"

"Which means you're just as bad as us," Seunghan reminded.

"So, no telling him. What else?" Sungchan asked.

Anton spoke, "Maybe, don't let other people say it around them. Like if it happens, give a quick and simple command?"

Everyone nodded.

"Until we figure out how to undo that, we'll have to keep our eye on them. And also, no using them like a maid! Just because he can do our chores doesn't mean he should," Sunchan commanded.

"Wait, does it count if he says it, or reads it?" Eunseok asked.

Everyone paused at the thought. No one had thought about that.

"Someone text him, he'll look at his phone," Seunghan ordered.

Anton whipped his phone out.

A: Sweetness, can I have a picture of you?

YN: No, wtf? What's with Sweetness?

A: Nevermind, forget it

"He's okay if he reads it."

"Noted. Tomorrow morning, we figure out how to fix him," Sungchan clapped to dismiss everyone.

Everyone went back to their rooms– Wonbin was dead asleep in bed.

You woke up to the sound of someone in the kitchen. You sat up to see Wonbin getting a glass of water.

"Binnie? What time is it?"

Wonbin looked at his phone, "It's not even 5 am yet, go back to sleep."

"Wait, can I talk to you?"

"Sure, what about?"

"What exactly happened last night? There are gaps I can't remember, super brief ones, but I really can't put it together."

"You want the truth?"

You nodded.

Wonbin sighed, "We did hypnotize you. They used your trigger word so you'd do as they told you. But things got out of hand... You started making out with us."

"That wasn't me–"

"I know, it's all our fault, and you have every right to be mad," Wonbin lowered his head.

"So y'all told me to make out with y'all?"

He nodded solemnly, "I'm sorry for taking advantage. It was wrong. And I know all the members feel the same."

"Well, at least it's over, now that I know it means the hypnosis is over."

Wonbin's head shot up, "Really?"

You nodded, "Once a person knows they're being hypnotized, it usually breaks it– But don't tell the others yet. I want to see what they'll do."

Wonbin nodded, "It's only fair you get us back. Should I test it?"

You nodded.

"Sweetness, I've been bad, slap me."

You slapped Wonbin's cheek.

Wonbin rubbed his face in shock, "You're still hypnotized!"

You laughed, "No, I'm not. You deserved that." You sent him to bed with his painful reminder not to mess with you as you plot your revenge for the next day. It wasn't long before someone else came into the living room.

"Y/n, are you awake?" It was Sungchan.

You rolled over, pretending to sleep.

"Please forgive me later... Sweetness, can I have a kiss?" He muttered.

You sat up and held your hands out to him, waiting for him to get closer. When he did, you pulled him in for a kiss.

"Whoa, it's even better than before– It's like you really... mean it." Sungchan sat on the couch with you, "Sweetness, take off your shirt."

You stripped off your shirt. Normally you'd cover yourself shyly, but you had to keep up the charade longer.

Sungchan touched your torso, admiring it before he stripped off his shirt. "Sweetness, I... I love you. And, I want you to say it too."

You swallowed, and your throat ran dry at hearing him confess to you. Originally you were going to stop before things got too far, but you didn't have the heart to break character. "I-I love you, Sungchan."

"Call me, Sungchannie."

"Sungchannie."

You watched as his hand slipped down his pants as he rubbed his cock, "Say you love me again, say 'I love you, Sungchannie', do it now, Sweetness."

"I love you, Sungchannie..." Your breath hitched as you repeated the sentence.

"Sweetness."

You held your breath, listening for his next command. You weren't hypnotized anymore, but you wanted to listen to him.

"C-Can you suck me off?" He stuttered.

"Y-Yeah," You replied, with big eyes.

Sungchan almost jumped when you answered, "Y/n! You're not– You're awake! I, uh–"

You covered his mouth, "Don't tell anyone. This will just be you and me..." You slipped your hand down his pants and took over stroking his cock.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Were you pretending the whole time?"

"No, just this time I was."

Sungchan nodded his head, understanding it wasn't time for more questions as he watched you lower your head.

"Can I... make you act like you're hypnotized?" He asked

You smiled devilishly, "Say the magic word then."

"Sweetness, suck it. Now," His voice got deeper as he shoved you down, forcing his cock down your throat.

You started sucking on his tip as you looked up with big cute eyes. He can't help but push up into you, fucking your mouth. Your eyes watered and you gagged at every thrust. Anyone could walk into the living room, hearing the noise, but Sungchan didn't care. His voice started to slip out of his mouth in soft moans.

He lets go of you to let you catch your breath. Spit dripped down your chin as you breathed heavily. He had to cover his mouth but wanted to fuck your throat again too, you put his dick back in your mouth. Looking up again and keeping eye contact. Sungchan's free hand stroked your head, praising you silently.

Your eyes watered, your chin covered with spit as you gagged like crazy. You chase your orgasm as you moan and rub your cock in your pants. After only a few seconds, you let out a stronger moan as you finish in your pants. Sungchan was quick to follow.

"Sweetness, swallow it!" He commanded.

You dutifully swallowed every drop, not letting any go to waste. You released him with a loud pop, and Sungchan's head was spinning.

"Holy shit... You're way too good at that," He complimented. "Now, go back to sleep, Sweetness. We can talk in the morning."

You laid down like you were going to fall asleep and Sungchan left the room, not realizing someone had been watching him...

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