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Hello, in case your requests are without any guidelines, can you a fic like this:

You saved the life of I.N., who was fatally injured in a deal gone wrong, but you're oblivious that he's from SKZ (an underground group known to be dangerous).

Let me know if you have any questions? Thanks for considering!

⭑ “i owe you” ⭑ pt.1

⭑ jeongin x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol reader, non-idol jeongin, causal mentions of blood and scars, mentions of other members (bang chan), reader is a doctor

⭑ note: by no means am i a doctor so please correct any of my terminology if its not used correctly.

⭑ minors dni

the red traffic light glowed in the cold, dark night, forbidding you from shutting your eyes. your car's broken clock insisted it was 12:08 AM, though you knew it must be at least 4:08 AM. The familiar alleyway you always surveyed after your dreaded shift was usually populated by drug dealers, homeless souls, and discarded beer cans. tonight, however, a figure crouched there, clutching his right hand and gazing up at the moon...

fortunately a parking spot was open right after the traffic stop and you rush your first aid kit out of the back, pacing to this odd instance. running up to strange man at 4 in the morning wouldn’t be ideal, but you’re a doctor who believes there is good in everyone, and leaving someone hurt is morally wrong. your footsteps slow down as you approach him, eventually stopping to make out his face.

his face was illuminated by the moon he looked up to for hope. his eyes were sharp and dreamy, reminiscent of a fox’s gaze. a fresh scar ran down his left cheek, hinting at a serious injury. you couldn’t make anything else of his condition, but it seemed severe and the only solution would be taking him home to treat him.

“e-excuse me?”

his eyes flickered to the direction of your voice, squinting at your - not too appealing - presence. regardless of his beauty, his tattoos and shredded, soiled clothes lent him an intimidating feel.

“who are you?” his voice couldn’t be described as deep, but rather a large and empty void.

“im y/ln, doctor at the local hospital here. i noticed you looked injured and came to help”

“im fine”

you moved closer to him, shining a small flashlight on his body. the injuries were severe and far from fine. knife wounds, bruises and a split lip covered his body, causing him to lose more blood by the minute.

“im sorry, but i cannot leave you in this condition”

he grunted, his grip tightening on his hand, struggling to give you an audible response.

“just. leave.”

you act quick and throw his limp arm around your shoulder, guiding him slowly to your car. his blood seeped into your shirt, but what worried you more was his life being between your hands.

“fuck! can’t you see it’s an open wound?” your body jumped at his cries, feeling heavier with sympathy for him. you tried your best to disinfect his wounds gently, but the pain would be near intolerable.

“it’s almost over” you whispered to him, too focused to answer him back properly.

he sat on the sofa of your living room, taking in the art works you hung on the wall to distract him from the gruesome pain. every now and then he would flinch or grunt, but it’s nothing you’ve never dealt with before as a doctor.

you near the end of his ‘procedure’ and move to his face, inspecting the deep scar that ran across his cheek and his busted lip. a mix of disappointment and curiosity washed over you, expressed in a long sigh.

“what did you get yourself into?”

“nothing”

“what’s your name?” your questions were an attempt to distract the painful alcohol grazing his cuts, but his hissing and grunting never came to a stop.

“j-jeong in”

you repeat the name to yourself, its familiarity nudging at your head. while preparing the bandages, you couldn’t help but take in his strong facial features. he looks back at you too, eyes outlining every detail of your face. you couldn’t shake the feeling of familiarity, so you give it up to him being an old patient but a tattoo on his neck catches your eye, denying your conclusion.

(SKZ)

“SKZ? where have i heard that before?” it sounded like something that may have been in the newspapers they handed out to the doctors offices, or something on the news channel, but the lack of sleep wouldn’t be able to catch onto anything.

“you forced me into your home to fucking question me?!” he screamed at your face, looking at you in disgust. the words caught in your throat and you felt like crying, your thoughts crashing down. today had been stressful enough, and having someone scream at you was the last straw. jeongin notices the beads of tears forming on your waterline, changing his expression in a matter of seconds.

“please, just finish so i can leave” he sighs, turning to face the sunrise that peeked through the curtains. the teardrop falls on your leg and you return to what you should’ve been doing, feeling bad for the unnecessary confrontation you gave him.

a contact named “bang chan” buzzed his phone and he picks it up, placing it up to his ear and squirming at the pain of the alcohol on the scar of his cheek. you attempt to listen to some of the muffles from the other side, hoping you can conclude your suspicions about him.

jeongin- “yea?”

bang chan- “where are you man?”

jeongin- “getting treated by a random doctor in her house”

his eyes dart from his arm to your face, holding your gaze.

bang chan- “are you crazy? we are high profile by the police and you’re at a random doctors house?”

his tone was clearly sterner, but all the noises you could hear faded at the thought of having someone wanted infront of you. your body stiffens but you act clueless, worried of how dangerous he may be.

jeongin- “just… ill be back”

bang chan- “man this isn’t funny at all. you’re getting us in some deep shit”

jeongin- “she looks like she wouldn’t tell a soul”

bang chan- “a doctor? you couldn’t pick a worse person to help you?”

he scans your face for any fear or regret, but you hold back any emotions until he would be out of your house and safe.

bang chan- “god you’re so fucking oblivious. be here before the afternoon”

he laughs at his comment, ending the call.

you put all the equipment back to its place as jeongin sips on a mug of green tea, slouching on the couch. as a doctor you couldn’t let him out too early and he had to be watched for at least a day. but you were worried of his criminal state and if his friend would barge the door of your house open.

“you’ll need to rest. don’t get yourself involved in any of… that”

he nods, getting up to place his mug on the counter and head for the door.

“thank you. really”

you close your eyes, nodding at him and inspecting his bandages one more time.

“i owe you”

and with that, it would’ve been the last encounter with him. many questions ran through your head but it would autopilot to your couch, falling asleep to the memory of his ethereal but odd face.

the alleyway remained significant to you, always looking for him, or for another injured individual. but with the overflowing pressure of becoming a doctor and having no time to yourself, everything would fade away and it would become endless hours of work.

FIVE YEARS LATER

you parkoured between your new neighbors boxes to get to your door,

placing the groceries on the floor and rummaging for your key. your eyes couldn’t help but dart to the many boxes. the apartment next to you is finally occupied after a mysterious 3 years of nobody renting it.

at the collection of that thought, the door of the new neighbors unlocks, startling you. a mans back faced you, his hair orange, wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans. it was only when he turned that your heart may have stopped. his features were unmatched and unique, taking you a while to absorb before greeting him.

“hey! new neighbor?”

he didn’t respond for a while, looking at you with confusion.

“your name?”

“it’s y/n. im a doctor at the local hospital here. what about you?”

“jeongin”

recollections of that very night begin to flow through your mind and how everyday for weeks you stared into the dark alleyways, trying to picture his body there. immediately your eyes dart to his neck, only to find his tattoos slightly fading.

(SKZ)

your eyes dart back to his face, still questioning if it was true or not.

“i owe you”

TO BE CONTINUED

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan @rylea08 @strayywayy @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @kayleefriedchicken

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miniversse · 6 days

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⭑ “topline” ⭑

⭑ hyunchan x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol hyunchan, non-idol reader, mafia setting, established relationship, unprotected sex, releasing, oral (m reciving), use of pet names (princess, channie, hyunie), mentions of killing (no graphic descriptions), mentions of drinking

⭑ note: red lights duo who’s shocked? with topline reference? i couldn’t think of a better title tbh but i hope you enjoy it!

⭑ minors dni

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it was quiet and the only sound to be heard was the exchange of kisses between you and chan. everyone had went home and the lights were off, only the traffic and street signs illuminating his massive office that smelt of rich whiskey and love.

“am i interrupting something?” hyunjins voice pierced the moment and both your hearts dropped before turning to see his face, sighing in relief. he walks to your body which cradled chans lap, placing his hand below your chin and caressing it.

“he’s coming in a few to see us” hyunjins raspy voice spoke and chan looked back at you, nodding his head in response. you struggled to not stare at the muscles peeking through his black and hardly buttoned shirt while he spoke.

“tell him to not bring anyone or he’s dead on the spot” chans voice and thick accent was enough to grow the wet spot between your legs, but you felt it wouldn’t be the right time to address it now. you turn to face hyunjin and you let your back rest on chans chest, grabbing hyunjin by his coat and taking him in for a kiss.

his lips took you in whole, tongues curling inside one another’s mouths. shameless whimpers escape as chan brings his fingers between your thighs, delicately massaging your hot skin. his lips come to your ear and he brushes your shell before whispering.

“ye don’t let that bastard touch you, ok?”

“he loves pretty young girls like you but he’s a fucking old rag” hyunjin echoes chans thoughts to you, tracing his lips down to your collarbone and marking you as his territory. all you could do was nod and try not to squirm between the tension of both of them.

“it hurts” waves of pleasure crashed and died down inside of you, and you need any- or both- of them to bring you to your orgasm.

“what hurts baby?”

“where you’re touching me channie. more, please”

he pushes hyunjin by the chest and brings you to bend over his desk with no notice, riding your dress up to admire your wet underwear. his fingers play with your hair while hyunjin pours a glass of whiskey and sits across to have a perfect view of your face.

“leave some for me” he laughs and gazes into your eyes, storing every facial expression of yours into his mind.

chan teases your entrance, his tip warming your exposed pussy. he clenches tight on your waist and pushes slowly and deeply inside of you, mouth gaping open at the feeling of your tight hole clenching around him. the air was filled with your whimpers as he picked up his pace, fingers moving under your dress and grabbing at your nipples. hyunjins eyes gazed at you from above his glass, his dick hardening at the sight of chan fucking you crazy.

“channie, channie more” his speed was unmatched to anything you’ve felt before and the sound of your skin clashing with his filled the air. his dick reached spots that made your back arch into him and your eyes fill with tears of pleasure.

“c’mere princess” hyunjin reached over the desk to grab your face, planting harsh and hungry kisses that accompanied chans thrusts. your thoughts were fuzzy and your moans were raspy, turning into desperate and loud whimpers. chan brought his chest down, grabbing your face from hyunjin to place groanful kisses into. his dick jerked inside of you, and you knew he was near.

his cum coats your throbbing walls and your orgasm crashes down on you, your head falling on the desk and broken moans falling silent. you’re brought back to your senses with hyunjins warm touch, his nails slightly scratching your back.

“we have some more time princess, it’s my turn” chan pulls out of you and the mixture of your releases drips down your thighs and onto the floor. he didn’t dress himself again but rather moved you to sit on the desk, his red and shiny dick facing you, pulsating with neediness for more.

“you can’t get enough can’t you?” he nods to hyunjins observation, too busy admiring the way hyunjin rubbed your inner thighs and brought his fingers to his tongue, licking clean the mixture of you and chans release.

“can you handle more princess?”

“yes” you’re voice was quiet and raspy, still healing from the pleasureful moans. you hear him unzip his trousers and his belt clashing on the wooden floor. you turn to him, teasing his hard member through his underwear and stroking it. your fingers hook the hem of his underwear and you bring them down, his long and eager dick waiting for you. his head falls back and he lets out a sigh as your fingers wrap him, moving back and forth until he grabs your wrist and turns you, slamming your chest down between chans thighs.

chan tuts at hyunjin, this time being the observer. “don’t hurt her” he spoke with a calm and smooth tone while he flicks through the stacks of cash he prepared, whispering his counts.

hyunjin moved faster than chan since it wouldn’t hurt you this time, quickly picking up his pace as he wrapped his arm around your stomach, letting his torso shield your marked back. hyunjin felt different inside of you, he was more hungry and harsh compared to chans intimate and fast thrusts. hyunjin was also less of a moaner and more of a speaker every chance he got.

“good girl, take daddy’s dick. it’s worth billions” his words were always near inaudible through his heavy pants. your pussy closed tighter on his long and filling dick, throbbing against it. your gaping mouth was soon filled with chans hard dick, sucking and trailing every protruding vein on his length. your mouth kept slamming further into him with every thrust from hyunjin, causing you to choke frequently. chans fingers ran through your hair, massaging your scalp and moving the hairs that stuck to your sweaty face.

“are you gonna come princess? i feel it” your body was giving in, you couldn’t move your mouth around chan anymore and your legs grew heavy and numb. chan stroked himself into your mouth until his fluids filled your mouth, peeking from the corners of your mouth.

“hyunjin, i can’t” tears stream down your face as you collapse onto chans legs, hyunjins cum filling you. you couldn’t feel if you reached your orgasm or not because of the overstimulation in your body, but you couldn’t feel any better now.

“let’s clean you up hm?” chan brings your body to the couch again, cleaning your face and legs with paper towels and bringing your dress back on your drained body. hyunjin sits beside you, taking you to his lap and drawing circles on your inner thigh, soothing the pain. a harsh knock at the door brings chan to his legs.

“what’s this man here for hyunie?” his fingers move to your hair, bringing it back to a tame style.

“he’s some bastard who promised to pay us months ago. you either see him walk out the door or in a pool of blood”

you gasp at his response, making eye contact with a rich looking man who’s surely in his 60s. hyunjin brings his mouth close to your ear, maintaining his gaze with the man.

“and it’s up to you princess”

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @rylea08 @strayywayy

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miniversse · 15 days

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⭑ “control” ⭑

⭑ seungmin x female reader

⭑ content includes: established relationship, non-idol seungmin, non-idol reader, use of shock device, use of ropes and being tied, reader has pain kink, masturbation (reader), unprotected sex, releasing, use of pet names (doll,baby), slight degradation, mention of safe word

⭑ note: seungmin in the newest skz code has not left my mind and i this is the only way i can maintain my sanity. also if yk where the last quote is from you’re a star. enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the remote rested between your teeth as you strip bare, watching him attempt to escape the chair you tied his arms around. seungmin hated not being in control, and this was your chance to take his role for once…

“y/n you’re gonna fucking regret this. release me!” he whined non-stop while he had to witness you take your clothes off and sit on the bed infront of him, swinging the remote in his face and laughing uncontrollably with every remark he makes.

“i want to see what you feel like having all this power over me” your tone was seductive, trying to ease his anger. you click once on the remote to see how he would react.

“fuck!” his body jolts and his arms try to come forward but he was unsuccessful, scoffing in response.

“this is going to be so fun” you cooed at him, watching his face grow sterner. he knew you loved the way his voice expressed pleasure, and it was enough to make you come.

“baby please, we can-“

click.

he grunts and his head falls back, taking in the shocks that rushed through his body. you feel the tingling between your thighs grow with every grunt and moan he let out, and you let your fingers only rest on your clit.

“y-you are not t-touching yourself to this y/n” he struggles to form his sentences through the ongoing pain.

“who’s gonna stop me?”

click.

his grunts turned into loud and repetitive moans, and you’re body was growing weak at his voice. you let two fingers circle your bud, easing some of the tension until you would hear his voice again.

“f-fuck baby please, s-stop”

you let out a quite moan, showing him that you didn’t care unless he was using his safe word. his bulge peeks through his underwear and his eyes remained locked on your clit, body still shuddering.

click.

your moans sounded right after his, synchronizing into messy whines and words of desire.

“b-baby please i need to fucking touch you.”

your fingers move faster at his words and your body moves up from the growing sensation, your arm on the bed being the only support. you gaze down to watch your helpless boyfriend, fueling your pleasure.

click.

“a-ah f-fuh-k” groans could no longer ease the pain but rather curses which accompanied his convulsing body. your fingers move down between your slippery folds, easing in and out. it felt heavenly but seungmin couldn’t stand seeing you feeling pleasured without him, and he fiddles with the knot even more while withstanding the pain.

you moan his name as he grows feral, his head falling back as he tries to concentrate on the knot but all he can think of is pounding into your swollen pussy before you get to come.

his hands were free and he throws off the torture you put him through, pacing towards your helpless and sensitive body. you tried to apologize but the hunger in his eyes told you there was no hope.

“it’s my turn to hear you moan, doll”

he slides his underwear off and strokes his dick before sliding it inside of you with no warning or patience. you moan as he presses it in, pushing slowly until he couldn’t fit another inch into your deep and warm walls.

“is this what you wanted? to have me treat you like a fuckdoll?” he picked up his pace inside of you, slamming into you loudly with every push. his name trailed out of your mouth endlessly, the remote falling off your hand and on the floor.

“fuck, you feel so good baby” he whisperes, bringing his fingers to clench onto your nipple. a loud whimper escapes your mouth and your body jolts. he laughs at the turn of events, gaining his control in the end.

“such a good doll, letting me fuck her wet pussy, hm?”

you lost all sense of your body, an orgasm being the only thing you can feel. your hands grip onto the sheets as your body falls limp, orgasm crashing down on you. his dick moved slower inside of you, getting coated with your release. he still pounded into you, even after his cum dripped out onto the sheets. he wouldn’t stop until he is satisfied.

“you’re so good baby” he panted before falling down onto the sheets next to your overstimulated body.

“you can’t control me baby”

he places a peck on your forehead before taking you into his arms. a grin grows on his flushed face and he moves closer to your ear, grabbing you by the neck

“looks like i win”

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan @strayywayy @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @rylea08

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miniversse · 16 days

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⭑ “sleepyhead” ⭑

⭑ lee felix x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol felix, non-idol reader, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), releasing, use of pet names (baby, sunshine)

⭑ minors dni

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the alarm still sounded in your ear after silencing it once and for all. the heavy morning rain pounds at the window and you turn to avoid being blinded by the thunder. he was the sunshine after the storm, his peaceful face snored through the harsh weather. you move in closer to place kisses on his delicate freckles, taking in his floral smell…

his hand moves to ride your shirt up, rubbing your back to keep you warm in his touch. he takes in a deep breath before speaking. “mmh, sleepyhead we have to get up” his voice was groggy and deep, keeping you warm. you moan at the thought of getting up for work during these weather conditions, and move closer to snuggle into his body.

“not now sunshine, we can cuddle for a bi-“ you stop at the feeling of his morning erection brushing your thigh. he laughs at your face of realization, placing a kiss on your soft lips.

“looks like we have to do more than cuddling” his voice never got louder than a whisper when speaking with you, and it would always send shivers down your spine. he becomes impatient and tugs at your shorts, pulling them down. he moves to tower over you, taking your shirt off and exposing your chest to the iciness of the room. you do the same with him, stripping his lower body bare. he always slept shirtless so that you could lay on his chest and sleep at the sound of his calming heartbeats.

he brought his body lower to lock lips with you, tongues intertwining and coating in each others saliva. his kisses were always intimate and full, and you could never get enough. the thunder roared again and he held your waist close to his before pushing his dick inside of you with ease due to the wetness his touch caused you.

his groans fade into whispers and sweet nothings as he takes you in whole, waking his senses up. he pounds harder into you, moans overriding the rainfall. the gloomy morning casted off his pleased expression. your bodies were still asleep, but the emerging pleasure took over you and you grind into him trying to let the feeling reach every part of your body.

“b-baby more”

“o-oh fuck, im trying”

his pushes got deeper and slower, and he felt you tighten around him. his dick jerks inside of you and he starts to move faster, eyebrows furrowed as he tries to let you release first. your hands held tighter onto the mattress with every push into you. you release around him, coating his thick length. his groans grew louder and more needy at the nearing of his release and your whispered moans.

repetitive curses fill the- now warm -room as he, too, coats your insides with his warm cum. the numbing pain takes over your body now and he falls back on the mattress, catching his breath. he felt empty without being inside of you and he clearly wanted more, stroking his dick.

you move to sit on his thighs, replacing his hand with yours and stroking him slowly. his mouth falls open, letting out whimpers. felix loved to express his pleasure with his sexy and deep moans that vibrated your body, growing the urge between your legs.

“faster, faster baby” he whispers. your hands move faster and you bring your mouth down, your tongue gliding down and up until he’s fully coated with your saliva. your mouth takes his cock in, struggling to fit it all. but he thrust his hips, forcing it down your throat. he whines and moans endlessly.

“m-more, more”

you pick up the pace, his dick jerking inside of your mouth. your tongue glides over his member while your mouth reaches to the end of its length, choking at his overwhelming length. and at last, your mouth felt warm and heavy with his release. you swallowed it whole, licking any excess off of him.

the rain never stopped pounding, and you move back to lay on his welcoming chest after getting notified work was cancelled. his fingers run through your hair, placing kisses on your head. you could never get enough of him, of his touch, of his words, of his scent, and today was a day to get sick of him for a while.

he brings your head closer to his, brushing his nose on the shell of your ear and placing hot kisses around it.

“we have all day baby, don’t stop here”

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan @strayywayy @katsukis1wife @all4minnie @rylea08

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miniversse · 19 days

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⭑ “silhouette” pt. 2 ⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ changbin x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol changbin, non-idol reader, unestablished relationship, unprotected sex, fingering (f receiving), releasing, use of pet names (binnie, angel)

⭑ note: last part of this series! been procrastinating it for some reason but it’s iffy. please show both parts some love!

⭑ minors dni

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some things were too good to be true, and that’s exactly how changbin felt. his hands traced the spots you’re body ached for to be touched, and his fingers would strip anything that kept your body from becoming one with his. he no longer was the silhouette you admired, rather he was the man you desired…

you cradled his lap on the couch, tongues gliding over one another and intertwining. your hands were drawn to his muscular figure, rubbing at his abs under his shirt. the other hand was holding onto his toned muscles. you felt like you were on the verge of tears after being so distant from touch, from love, from care. his kisses turn into small pecks and eventually stop to look into your eyes, searching for hesitation.

“y/n, i need to know if you’re fine with me doing this.”

you nod, not being able to voice anything due to the feeling between your legs.

“y/n. answer me with words please” his voice became impatient and stern, anticipating this as much as you were.

“yes, yes”

he bites his lower lip at your response, his heart beating faster through your touch.

“fuck. undress me angel” he tore his jacket off, waiting for you to help him. your hands pull at the fabric of his shirt, revealing his muscular body. his skin was smooth and his abs were perfect. he was sculpted by the gods without a doubt. your fingers move to the button of his pants, struggling to be undone with his obvious erection.

you’re lips were on his again, shy to move into him, but his hands rest on your ass to push you closer to him, your pussy gracing his length. you couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling, and he whispers you name in response.

“ride me angel, you’re making me go crazy” he raises your body to push you into him, and you grab into his shoulders while he slides you down his never ending, thick cock.

“fucking hell” his whispers filled the quiet night, and his mouth is hanging open, observing the way you wrapped his dick. you felt alive again, and your body moved up and down, slamming onto his torso every time.

your collective moans made the room feel warmer, and so did his length. everytime he would reach the end of your walls, your soul would leave your body with no hopes of coming back. whenever you opened your eyes to look at him, it would be enough to make you reach your orgasm. his sweaty arms, sex expression, toned abs and sweet nothings drove you to the brink of insanity.

“fuck yeah, just like that princess” his fingers move from your neck to your nipples. he rubbed circles around them and placed kisses, turning your mind foggy.

“binnie, t-touch my pussy please” you don’t feel ashamed anymore, rather you felt more desperate for him to fuck your body dry. he listens and moves down to the very beginning of your folds, trying to fixate his arms as you pounced up and down his pulsating cock. two fingers gently lay on your clit, circling them with patience and care. endless whimpers of your name slip from his mouth, and so do your grunting moans.

“im - fuck - im gonna come soon” you let him know, hoping he would do the same with you.

“y/n, fucking hell” he couldn’t warn you before he did so, releasing his warm fluids inside of you. his fingers didn’t stop moving and your body slammed into him one more time before groaning at the pleasure washing over you, making his fingers wet in the process. your head falls on his broad shoulder that rose up and down, trying to catch his breath again.

you didn’t let him pull out of you, rather you both sat there taking in the moment. his head falls back, leaving his glowing neck exposed for you. you nibbled and kissed at his neck until there was no more space left for you to fill.

“let this happen again angel. ok?”

“mm, but in your place next time.”

“why so?”

“i want to be the silhouette i’ve always dreamed to be”

and with that you were locking your apartment door and rushing to his apartment in the cold night, holding his hand.

⭑ TAG LIST

@rylea08 @captainchrisstan @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @strayywayy

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miniversse · 22 days

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⭑“silhouette” pt.1⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ changbin x female reader

⭑ content includes: mentions of sex, mentions of smoking, non-idol changbin, non-idol reader, unestablished relationship, reader is a stalker?, convo heavy

⭑ note: guys, i’m obsessed with this one so much. part 2 is gonna have all the juicy stuff you look for sooo make sure you read this one first! just for ease, the window reader watches is across her, so imagine a street separating the buildings. enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the view of the second floor window was burned into your mind, and so were all his silhouettes. whether it was a marlboro between his fingers, a beer in his hand, or a girl in his arms. you saw it all. whether he was changing, he was crying, or he was working. you saw it all.

you knew his name - changbin - from the pleasureful moans of his one night stands. you knew his age - 24 - from the balloons his friends brought to him as a suprise. he worked from dusk till dawn, typing and talking to himself until the birds chirped. you stayed up with him untill the lights of his room were dim and he became silent. your life was more of him than you, admiring his every move, every glance, every smile. 24/7.

when his mind was foggy and he sat by the window sill to light a cigarette, you’d sit up on your bed calling out his name, but it was only in your mind. your exchanged glances was the only connection between you two. his eyes glared into yours for what felt like forever, taking in your presence. but you wanted more: you wanted to hear him speak, to come down to face you, to hold you in his arms like all the other girls he held, to acknowledge more than your presence.

“why aren’t you asleep?” his voice punched the dense and quiet night, knocking you out of thought. his knees were brought up to his chest, face turned to observe your sleepless movements on the bed. you bring your head out of the window, forcing words out your dry throat.

“i.. i just don’t feel tired” you didnt need to shout for him to hear you, the neighbourhood honored this moment and kept quiet.

“me either.” he let his mouth wrap around his 2nd marlboro this night, the smoke fading into the starry sky.

he continues to speak. “its funny how the night seems to stretch on when you’re lost in thoughts”

“whats on your mind?” you ask him, wondering what someone perfect like him would be worried about.

“just… life, work, the future, whats after the future”

you lay down on your bed so that your head rests on the window sill, tilting your head to observe him. his muscular body peeking through his tight shirt and thick framed glasses complimented his serene beauty. you were tired of observing his life, rather you wanted to be in it. and this was your sole opportunity to step into his world.

“would you like some company? im not getting sleepy anytime soon” your mouth trembles on the last words, worried about his response. he hops back down into his room and and puts on a jacket, peeking his head up so you can see a bit of him.

“i’ll be there, open the door for me” and with that, the windows are shut and his room turns dark.

you squirm out of bed, racing to put everything back into place. your heart beats faster with every footstep he took closer to you. you’ve always imagined things thinking it would never happen, but it’s caught up now and you’re frantically throwing clothes into your closet and turning on candles to mask the smell of the cigarettes.

a ring at your door brings you at an abrupt halt. you approach the door to finally get to experience what you’ve always watched, maybe he’ll have you in his arms tonight to keep his mind occupied. his figure covered the lights of the hallway. he smiled at you, trying to avert your gaze from his body.

“can i come in?”

“y-yeah sure” you move to the side, watching him take his shoes off and walk in.

“so this is where you spend your time watching me?” he laughs at his remark, turning to face you again. you were at a loss of words. you couldn’t say no because that would be lying, and you couldn’t say yes because it’s awkward to admit. so you kept quiet, looking into his dark and dreamy eyes. he sits down on the couch, waiting for you to do the same.

“would you like anything to drink?”

“it’s alright, trying to limit my alcohol intake” you nod at his response, moving to sit next to him and turning your head to face him at any chance you got. the silence got longer and heavier, but you tried to open up conversations that ended unsuccessfully.

“it feels different having you here”

“in a good way, i hope” he chuckles

“definitely. i needed a distraction from all these thoughts i’ve been having”

he furrows his eyebrows with concern, turning his body to yours.

“what’s up? you can tell me.”

those 6 words were the key to your overflowing heart, and you felt like pouring everything out to him.

“it’s just that i went through a rough relationship about a year ago, and my ex back in town to torment me.” it’s all you could vocalize without having tears form in your eyes. through the blur in your eyes, you notice how his gaze falls to your lips for a rather long time. his thumb moves to your eyes, wiping off the forming tears.

“hey… don’t cry.” you felt bad for the awkward position you put him in, so you wipe your tears off and smile at him.

“it’s ok, i’ll find a way to torment him back”

his fingers now trace down your cheek and and to your chin, bringing it closer to his face. you never really got to admire his features until now. his face was smooth and warm to the eye, eyes always telling something. he brings his mouth to your ear, brushing it with his upper lip.

“i can help” your body shudders at his remark, and again when his lips lock into yours. it felt like you’ve been doing this with him forever, your youngest intertwining and gliding with ease. you occasionally bite at his lower lip, bring him closer into you and wrapping your arms around his neck. it felt unreal, and you only became greedy for more. he pulls back gently and looks back into your eyes, his mouth parts to speak.

“what’s your name? i need to know before it becomes the only thing leaving my mouth”

TO BE CONTINUED…

⭑ TAG LIST

@rylea08 @captainchrisstan @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @strayywayy

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miniversse · 23 days

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

⭑“idolstruck”⭑

⭑ hyunjin x female reader

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

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

⭑ minors dni

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

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

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

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

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

“h-how exactly?”

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

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

“come in” he gestures to the room.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“h-hyunjin please”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

truly, you were idolstruck.

⭑ TAG LIST:

@captainchrisstan @strayywayy @rylea08 @all4minnie @katsukis1wife @softkisshyunjin @trixiekaulitz

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miniversse · 25 days

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HI LOVELY <333 i hope ur having an amazing day/ night :)

okay okay, hear me out. bff ! han goes to readers house after practice frustrated and lowkey annoyed bc he was having a difficult time getting the choreo right so reader tells him that he could do anything to her and well- you decide what happens next.

sorry for the long-ish prompt 😭

xoxo- kenzie <3

⭑”hurt me happy”⭑

⭑ han jisung x female reader

⭑ content includes: idol han, non-idol reader, unprotected sex, kinda rough?, releasing, use of pet names (hannie,baby), friends to f buddies?, mentions of other skz members

⭑ note: this is literally my fav piece i’ve written, anon ate with this request. storyline is short and funny!! as always lmk what you thinkk, enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the smell of carrot cake orbits the house, and your mouth waters, anticipating the moment you get to have on a piece. you fall onto the couch and prepare to go DND for a few minutes to devour the slice, but the idea is interrupted at the repetitive buzzes coming from your phone…

HANNIE- hey, are you home? 22:07

HANNIE- today was miserable 22:07

HANNIE- can i come over? 22:07

you look frantically around the house to see if it’s in a state of mishap, but all there was to be fixed is a small pile of laundry and some dishes.

YOU- yep! i’m home 22:08

YOU- come over, we can talk it out 22:08

YOU- i happened to make your favorite cake 22:09

he sends a thumbs up and you go back to having your slice of cake. as much as you loved han and would wait for him till your last breath, your mouth couldn’t hold back.

the chewed up bits in your mouth weren’t far from flying out your nose as han dances out his choreo in a maniac matter, exaggerating his every move and complaining about it.

“lee know won’t shut the fuck up about where my left leg goes! it’s gonna end up in his ass if he keeps stopping me every 5 seconds!” he motions a karate kick into the air

“oh and don’t get me started on that fool hyunjin, he moves like a robot and expects me to move like I don’t have bones in my body”

your stomach was in pain from the uncontrollable laughs, but you also remember that this was very important to him and if he doesn’t get his mind straight, it would cost his group a lot.

“why won’t it click with you? you’ve always been the fastest to learn anything new” you ask with genuine curiosity.

he falls onto the couch next to you, spreading his legs and letting his head fall back. you watch the small drop of sweat move down to his ear, and you held back from swiping it off his delicate face. you find that you have to constantly remind yourself that he is your friend, and (nearly) nothing will change that.

“i don’t know, y/n. this comeback has me so stressed and it’s piling up on me”

you tried of thinking of ways to help, swatting the idea of letting him use you as his personal sex doll, but it all came down it. you try hinting the solution to him, hoping it would click with him.

“i really wish i can solve this issue for you, but i’m always here by your side if you need someone to let the stress out on”

“yea but do you know how much of a jerk i’d be to just spill my anger on you and leave?”

“there’s a way we can both benefit from it” the room drops dead silent, and you wait for him to process your suggestion. his eyes dart to yours, having an almost confused but suggestive look.

“are we thinking the same thing?” he swallows his throat and keeps his heavy gaze on you.

“i don’t mind it, if it helps”

“y-yeah but are you o-“ your lips fall onto his, knowing it’s all he wants. they were warm to the touch and plump. you explore him, locking your tongue with him, gliding and rubbing against one another and biting at his lower lip. he moves to grab your waist and places you on his lap, bringing your body impossibly close to him. you couldn’t breathe anything but his scent, his presence, him.

you feel his length harden against your inner thigh, a whimper escapes your mouth from the sudden feeling. he took your lips in again and again, not stopping to breathe. his hands moves under your shirt to trace your spine, curving your body backwards to contain the feeling but he was fast, pushing you back closer to him.

“hannie, i need-“ he takes his lips off of yours, a string of saliva being the only thing connecting you. he moves to the skin below your ear, placing small wet kisses.

“what do you need baby? tell me.”

“you.” it came out quiet and breathy. “let everything out on me. please.” you grab his chin to move his lips back up to yours. your hands move his to your chest, moving them further down to relief your aching core. he lets out a groan at the wet feeling against his fingertips.

“hurt me happy” your words trail off as he grabs your wrist and drags you to your bedroom, shutting the door behind you. you lay under him now, watching him undress both of you. your legs are thrown over his shoulder and your fingers locked with each other firmly against the mattress.

“fucking hell” he whispers under his breath as he eyes your body taking in every detail to store in his mind for later, when he needs to release the stress again. his lips graze your stomach and it feels like a spark of fire, trailing all the way back up to your lips. his dick moves closer to your anticipating pussy, driving you crazy.

“fuck. please, it hurts” hans length pushes into you with no warning, his groans filling your mouth. he pushes into you again, and again, reaching the end of your walls and your moans override one another.

“o-oh god, yes, yes, fuck” would escape his mouth when he’s not groaning.

you moan his name and he goes feral, pounding his dick harder and deeper into you. your eyes roll to the back of your head as his hands cup your chest for support. you never expected him to be this good at sex, and you hoped it won’t be the last time. you grind your hips on his torso, trying to ease the painful pleasure that grew stronger and stronger. you felt as if your insides would rip at the pace and force he penetrated your pussy with.

“i-im gonna come ha- han!” you shrieked his name when his fingers move down to rub frantically at your clit, showing no mercy. your moans were somewhat turning into screams to try and find a way to make it out alive from his grip on you.

you’re release drips out of your pussy, coating his length and fingers. he didn’t stop until he would come inside of you too. the orgasmic waves would be interrupted by more pain building up and your hands shoot to grab at his legs that moved back and forth, slowing down with a series of groans slipping from his mouth.

“oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck” he’s still pushing into you slowly, the sounds of your joined releases mixing with one another brought you to another release, the orgasm running through every cell in your body. he slides out of you, panting and whimpering your name. you’re both a in a mess of a blur: bodies sweaty and hot, hair frizzy and sticking to your flustered faces. han plants a kiss on your forehead and trails it down to your neck, sucking and nibbling to mark todays moment.

“you have no excuse now, han” he lay by your side, hands tracing circles on your stomach. he brings your body to his and glides his tongue over yours again, only pausing to suck at your upper lip.

“my legs are sore now, maybe another round can help?”

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan

@rylea08

@all4minnie

@katsukis1wife

@strayywayy

@snowyquokka

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miniversse · 26 days

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Can you please do a Seungmin version of best friend’s brother where they both confess after y/n’s bday party and wake up from a one night stand?

⭑“whispered wishes”⭑

⭑ seungmin x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol seungmin, non-idol reader, unestablished relationship, readers birthday, best friends brother, confession, mentions of drinking, masturbating (reader), unprotected sex, releasing, squirting.

⭑ note: anon did not fail me with this one i loved it so much. i’ve placed a dash indicating the beginning of the nsfw content (long build up because the whole situation needs to make sense.

⭑ minors dni

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the sky is painted with orange and red strokes, and the pool water in your hair begins to dry down as you take in remnants of the sun. you hear a faint voice approaching, singing happy birthday. you turn to find your best friend holding a cake with sparkling candles, grinning from ear to ear as she continues to sing. this moment would be cherished forever, and so would seungmins glares from behind…

“oh my gosh, you didn’t have to do all of this” you lift your sunglasses to your head, admiring her choice in design.

“hello? remind me what day it is?” you both chuckle, taking bites of the cake by the poolside and chatting about your new life ahead.

the scorching water of your best friends shower soothed your tense muscles, and you were anticipating the moment you’d plop onto the mattress. you’re mind jumps to the glares of your best friends brother, seungmin. he was extremely hot and he knew it. he would always linger around the pool, walking back and forth trying to get your attention, and it sure as hell worked. everytime you’d come over. there he was in all his glory either by the poolside, coming back from baseball practice or lounging around. he looked good doing everything, and he turned you on everytime.

your fingers move down slowly as you consider whether you’ll regret this decision or not, but you’re fingers wouldn’t stop. they moved down, and rub at your aching clit. the pressure of the water help intensify the pleasure, placing a hand on your mouth to muffle your moans. you fasten your pace and move to your vagina, curling your fingers inside of you while thinking of how he would touch you, kiss you, and talk things that grace your ears only. your orgasm crashes and you whimper his name quietly, hoping no one would hear you…

you tip toe to your friends room only to find her passed out, snoring like there’s no tomorrow. you quickly slip on an underwear and a night dress, tip toeing to the kitchen to grab a cup of water. a tall figure stood in the dark kitchen, looking outside the window.

“h-hey” you hesitate in ignoring whatever thoughts he was in, but you didn’t want to startle him.

he turns slowly and makes eye contact with you, dragging his eyes further down. his eyes move slower on your bare legs, and he shoots back up to look at you.

“happy birthday” his voice was calm and quiet

“oh, thank you”

“no worries, how did it go?”

“good, we swam, tanned, had cake, made a wish, drank a couple of beers. about it.”

“what did you wish for?” he cocks his head, seemingly curious as to what you hoped for, but telling him would result in loosing your friend, and potentially him.

“shouldn’t wishes be kept a secret?”

“not if you whisper them. i wanna know”

“are you sure? i don’t want the wish to be cursed.” you were making up excuses as your heart paced, but he approaches you and turns to let his ear brush against your mouth.

“tell me”

you swallow and do as he asked.

“i wished for…you” he turns to face you, not moving his face back. he grins from ear to ear and moves to whisper in your ear now.

“everytime i see a shooting star, i wish for you too.” his voice was so quiet, and made your body tingle. he moves to face you again.

“i really like you y/n. i hope you feel the same”

-

you let your actions talk, and you lock lips with him. the back of your mind is concerned about your best friends reaction, but you’re too far in.

he brings your legs up to his waist and cradles your ass as he walks up the stairs and into his room. you’ve never been in his bedroom, and you hope it won’t be your last. he drops you on the bed and shuts the door, taking his shirt off on his way back to you.

“this is a birthday gift no one can get you, only me”

his fingers trace the strap of your nightgown and he brings it down, slipping you bare. his eyes fixate on your chest and he pulls your underwear down, leaving you exposed to him. his eyes were like flames, leaving hot trails everywhere he looked.

he mutters “fuck” below his breath, and he lets you bring his sweatpants down which his growing bulge protruded from. your fingers caress his torso and you let them tiptoe to the hem of his underwear, exposing his thick length. your hand goes at him, pumping him slowly before he abruptly stops you.

“i said its your birthday gift.” his voice was stern and warm at the same time.

his body towers over yours while he guides his member to your wetness. he looks into you one final time before pushing inside of you, quickly moving his hand to your mouth to muffle your moans. he stretches you with his long cock moving further inside of you, his tip nudging you and moving back. his grunts get collectively louder with your muffled moans. he picked up his pace inside of you, causing the bed to squeak every now and then. you bring his hand down to take a breath.

“s-she’s gonna hear us-s”

“i couldn’t care l-less.”

he spits on his fingers to bring them down to circle your bud, still the overstimulation made your mind fuzzy, and you grab onto his forearm for support. you still haven’t processed that seungmin is getting you laid, but it felt ethereal. his mouth is gaped open, trying his best to muffle his grunts and whimpers. you feel yourself getting closer to coming, and hustling length jerking inside of you hinted it was the same for him. his hands from your mouth to your chest, grabbing on and teasing your nipple. if this wasn’t multitasking, you didn’t know what was.

“you come first pretty girl. promise?”

you nod, your eyes squinting shut as you try to contain the speed of his dick slamming into you, his fingers rubbing at your clit and his hand grabbing at your breast. your body gives in, your release coating his dick and you’re squirting lands on his torso. you gasp at the sight of him covered in your fluids, and you apologize repetitively. his groans override you as his fluids fill you up, making a mess of a scene.

“was i that good of a fuck pretty girl?” his panting slows down and his head falls on your chest, catching his breath.

“fucking hell seungmin” you felt empty without him inside of you. he places a kiss on your neck and moves the strands of hair that stuck to your sweaty face.

“happy birthday y/n”

you woke up to the sound of your friend shouting your name. she’s been looking for you everywhere. but you were in another world, cuddled by seungmins body after a night of wonders. you rush to put your nightgown on again and creak his door open, looking left and right before running to your friends room.

but there she stood, hands crossed and eyebrow raised. your body froze.

“oh god y/n, you should’ve told me you were fucking my brother. i looked for you everywhere”

“good, morning?”

she throws a pillow at you and you laugh, running away from her grasp.

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan

@strayywayy

@rylea08

@all4minnie

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miniversse · 27 days

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I would like to request for husband Chan X wife y/n, where Chan comes home drunk attending an after party and gets all romantic and suggestive with y/n

⭑ “unresistible” ⭑

⭑ bang chan x female reader

⭑ content includes: non-idol bang chan, non-idol reader, mentions of drinking, drunk chan, established relationship (married), oral (f receiving), use of pet names (baby,honey,channie), releasing

⭑ note: let’s just say anon has taste because i had so much fun writing this. i hope you enjoy it!

⭑ minors dni

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you lay in bed staring at the screen of your phone, waiting for a call, a message, a photo but nothing came your way. as you turn to face the empty side of the bed your husband should be laying on, you hear the click of a door and one lock, two locks. his heavy footsteps approach the bedroom.

“hey baby”…

you continue to face the wall, hoping to let him know that you’re bothered by how late he arrived home. he promised he would be back before midnight on a night out with his friends, but it’s well past midnight and you waited patiently for him. the alcohol reeks off his body as he walks to face you and he happens to wear one of your favorite outfits: a black shirt and black trousers that you bought him on your second anniversary. it had the first letter of your name embroidered on the top of the shirt with a delicate, golden thread.

“i’m sorry baby, i just-“ his words trail off, knowing there was no success in making excuses. you glance at his face, feeling a sense of guilt. he has worked hard all week, and only hangs out with his friends on fridays to spend the weekend with you. he also was unresistible, always carrying a romantic and suggestive look in his eyes.

“it’s ok channie, get washed up and we can discuss it tommorow”

he reveals a small smile, and turns to the bathroom, undressing on his way there.

he lets out a long “aaah” as he plops his head on his pillow, hair still wet and straight. you couldn’t resist playing with his dark strands and twisting them with your fingers.

“i missed you baby, i’m sorry for being late” his hands grab yours and he places a kiss on the inside of your palm.

“it’s ok honey, as long as you had fun”

“mm, it was ok. nothing beats the fun i have with you” you both laugh at his remark

“what type of fun? you’ve always made fun of me for being a workaholic”

“ ‘yknow, when we wind down, and i get to have you for the night” he expresses, words slurred and spoken slow. his fingers trace your shoulder blades, and he lowers the sheets to place a kiss on the trails his fingers left. you feel a shudder run through your body and he moves up, to look back into your eyes. he always looked graceful when he’d come back home drunk, face flushed and eyes lustful. you place a peck on his lips and retract your head, only to feel his hand on the back of your neck bringing you back and locking lips with you, intertwining tongues and whispering “i’m sorry” and “i miss you baby” repetitively. you feel his hand moving down to grab at your shorts, grinning as if he doesn’t know what’s going on.

“you really want to do this now channie?”

“mhm, and why not? getting pussy drunk from you is better than any alcohol i can drink” and with that he dives under the sheets, pulling your shorts and underwear down, exposing your cunt to him. he trails kisses from your knees and down to your thighs, bringing them up to his shoulders. he hums in satisfaction before licking your wetness, letting a moan escape your parted mouth. his tongue explores you in all ways, curling inside your folds, rolling circles at your bud and flicking it.

“you’re so good baby”

“h-honey slow down, please” but he wouldn’t listen, rather he uses his fingers to play with your clit as he kisses and sucks your folds, leaving hickeys inside your thighs every so often. you grab at his, now damp, hair as your body prepares to release. your back arches and he pulls you back down, reaching your good spot countless times before you let out a final whimper of relief, your pussy dripping wet. chan let’s your sweet release coat his tongue and he swallows it, moving up to look at your sweaty face. he places a kiss on your forehead before grabbing napkins and helping you clean up.

you cuddle in his warmth, locking lips with him for what felt like hours. almost falling asleep in his arms, you gain consciousness of the situation again, laughing to yourself.

“how do i let you come home late and eat me out?”

“ ‘dunno baby, it seems like you can’t resist me”

you weren’t suprised he knew how your mind works. after all, he was your husband, and yours only.

⭑ TAG LIST

@captainchrisstan

@rylea08

@strayywayy

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miniversse · 27 days

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⭑”race my heart”pt.2⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ lee know x female reader

⭑ synopsis: lee know, your academic rival strikes your path again during a motorbike meet up, and the lines of hatred and love begin to blur. as the engines rev and the wind blows hard, these lines intertwine and you both spill the bottles of emotions you had for eachother.

⭑ content includes: unprotected sex, spanking, degrading, non-idol lee know, non-idol reader, in established relationship, enemies to lovers, drinking, semi-public sex

⭑ minors dni

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as we zoomed through the city streets, the wind rushed past us, and i let my eyes fall shut to take in the cold air. the engine roared as lee know would pick up his pace and you had no other choice but to hold him tighter and push your body closer to his. the way he handled the motorbike, the way he wore his helmet, and the way the city lights reflected over him all made your stomach flutter…

you come to a slow stop at a red light and you gain your hearing again, hearing the other cars on your sides.

“you’re not gonna ask where i live?” you exclaimed over the loud rumbling of his motorbike

“i’m stopping by a kiosk first” the hues turn green and you squeeze him tighter, preparing to take off.

lee know stops at an empty, dark lot of a small kiosk. the parking lot haopened to be behind the building and you were terrified of staying alone.

“i’m gonna grab a beer, need anything?”

“i’m not staying here alone did you lose your mind?!”

“tough luck, i’m not risking my motorbike getting stolen because you can’t wait a few minutes in the dark” he takes his helmet off and adjusts his hair. god you’ve never seen anyone like him.

“i’ll be fast” he walks off, and you’re left waiting in the eerie lot that’s only light source was the kiosks ugly sign.

“so, where do you work now?” he cracks his beer can open and signals you to do the same.

“me? i’m the manager of a computer engineering team” the silence was long and painful, so you throw his question back at him. “what about you?”

“uh, i’ve got a job at my dads liquor store.”

lee know? the academic weapon? working at his dads liquor store? something’s not adding up.

“oh, that’s cool” you take another sip, storing all this information to bring to your friend next time you meet up. he gets on his motorbike, facing you and letting his back rest on the handles. his legs spread wide open, and he glances at you for long periods of time.

“you’ve changed, a lot” his voice is quite, as if embarrassed to state so.

“yeah, you too. no longer that teasing young fucker you were”

“who said i won’t tease you right now right here? hm?” he says confidently.

you scoff, and just before you get to answer him, he’s pulling at your legs and moving you closer to him. he pulls your body on top of his legs and his eyes search yours.

“answer me. how do you know i won’t tease you?”

“i-i don’t kno-“ his lips crash onto yours, silencing you once and for all. his lips were so smooth and captivating, pulling you in for every kiss delicately. he progresses to biting at your lower lip and sucking at it to numb the pain. you let out quite whimpers to address the pain, but he only seemed to go harder and faster.

“l-lee know” you struggle to voice his name between his tongue and mouth, but he places a hand on your back and keeps going.

“call me a fucker again, and i’ll be bound to do it to you. you hear me? whore.”

your developing a wet spot, and the dirty talk isn’t soothing it at all. your feelings of challenging him arise again, and you move your lips to his ear and linger for a moment.

“fu-cker” you pronounce every letter clearly, letting him know you’re up for a challenge and he squints at you in disbelief. his hands move to your shorts and he unbuttons and zips them, pulling you up to drag them off of you. you do the same to him, fighting his growing bulge to strip his lower body bare. vibrations of the engine intensified the knot in your stomach, and you squirmed in your place.

“get down you cumslut, let’s see how i can deal with you” you oblige and move down, the cold air caressing your skin.

“bend over, now.” he puts a hand on your back and another wrapping the top of your thigh, and your wet spot grew thinking of how he would fill you up.

his fingers hook the hem of your underwear and he pulls them down at a painfully slow rate, really teasing you. his fingers find his way to your folds and he feels how wet you are. he lets out a chuckle in your ear, fueling his ego. his fingers push into your opening and you let out a breathy moan. he doesn’t move much, taking his time and slowly exploring your cunt as if you weren’t infront of him fighting to keep your legs stable.

“does cumslut want my dick?”

“y-yes, fuck. please.”

“mmm, you can beg for it.”

your head falls as he curls his fingers inside of you and reaches your good spot frequently. you’re panting now and you needed him inside of you, to get rid of that knot in your stomach.

“p-please lee know, i need you inside m-me. please”

“who was better in school?” the question startled you, and you tried to stand your ground.

“m-me”. his hand strikes across your ass, and you let out a series of whimpers. he asked the same question and you gave the same answer for what felt like forever until you couldn’t handle the pain of him striking your ass, giving in to give him the answer he wants.

“y-you”

“good girl” he caresses the spot he abused, and it felt heavenly at that moment. he brings his head down to your neck, and he marks your skin with hickeys.

you were growing desperate and put your arm behind you, trying to find his length to guide it into you. he notices your desperate actions and you felt his tip nudge your folds, and you moved back into him to take him in, bringing your hand back to hold on. his cock enters you, and your moans fade into the large and empty lot. he pounces into you at a painstakingly slow pace, slowly picking it up as he widens your tight hole.

“god you’re so tight, i’ll fuck you till you’re loose” and with that he fastens his pace, the sound of his body slamming into you joined with his hissing and repetitive “yeahs” brought you to the edge, moaning sweet nothings to him.

“let me fill you up cumslut, y-yeah?” he picks up his pace and moves into you at an ungodly pace. his warm release fills your insides, and soon yours do too. lee know pants frantically trying to regulate his breathing, and you process everything that happened in the last few minutes. he pulls out of you and helps you put your clothes back on, frozen shocked at his act of kindness.

you sat back on his motorbike, finishing the remains of the warm beer. he had his hands on both sides of your legs, watching your every move. his face was perfect in every way, and he had a major glow up from your school days. the neon lights casted on his face, and his muscles peeked from his tank top.

“im not satisfied” his voice fills the silence and you look at him with a confused face

“what do you mean?”

“i mean that i need to fuck you till your dry” his confidence was something you envied, he would pierce his eyes into you every time he challenged you and it always worked. the growing emotions of desperation and love for him grew.

“are you sure you can? i don’t think you have the stamina”

“let me show you what stamina looks like” he pushes you to the back and rides in the front, placing his helmet on and bringing you closer to his body. you were on the city roads again, holding onto the man you once wished death upon.

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⭑“race my heart”pt.1⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ lee know x female reader

⭑ synopsis: lee know, your academic rival strikes your path again during a motorbike meet up, and the lines of hatred and love begin to blur. as the engines rev and the wind blows hard, these lines intertwine and you both spill the bottles of emotions you had for eachother.

⭑ content includes: (barely any) drinking, non-idol lee know, non-idol reader, enemies to lovers, readers friend, pet name (sweetheart)

⭑ minors dni

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the sound of the roaring engines shook the bones in your body. you regret telling your friend you were into biker guys because here you are, sitting on a stack of tires, watching the cocky guys rev their motorbikes and force clearly uncomfortable girls on rides. “loosen up! here’s a beer” your friend approaches your way…

“yea, thanks” you take a large swig and continue observing the group of guys, hoping to maybe find someone that stood out to you.

“see that guy there? with the blonde hair? what do you think of him” your friend points at a man, grabbing at another girls ass and eyeing you disgustingly.

“girl what the fuck”

she lets out a loud laugh and jumps off the tower of wheels she sat on, dusting her pants and winking at you.

“i’m gonna go talk to him”

“good luck! he can drive your ass home too!” you scoffed at how gullible she was, falling for any guy that met one of her pity demands. in this case, he happened to be blonde and about 6 foot.

you began to get lightheaded and bored, so you walk off from the crowd to enjoy some silence on the dark sandy roads. as you move further, you identify another motorbike and a man squatting infront of it, inspecting something. the lights of the motorbike beamed his whole face, and you stopped dead in your tracks.

“l-lee know?” you were certain it was him, not even bothering to move any closer.

his head slowly moves to face the direction his name called, his eyes still on the motorbike.

“hm?” his eyes now move to face you, and his eyes widen. he gets up from his knees and he stands tall, in all his glory. he wore a tank top and black jeans with a puffy harley davidson jacket, helmet resting on the floor. you could’ve sworn your heart stopped.

lee know was your academic rival. during college you and him would battle head to head, always aiming to achieve perfect grades and grades better than his. the hatred never settled, and you both graduated with pure hatred for eachother. but as you grew older and started stalking his social life, the line between hatred and love blurred, and you began to see him in another light.

“what.. the hell are you doing here?” he exclaims

“my friend brought me over with her, in hopes i find my ‘dream man’ “ you gestured with air quotes.

“good luck, none of the guys would settle for someone who looks like you”

“huh, you haven’t changed in the slightest. i mean, we both graduated with the same grades and you still hate me?”

he turns to face his motorbike again, wiping the hood with his hand

“i didn’t want to hate you y/n and figure things out, but you really are a scumbag and there is no arguing that”

you’re taken aback, remembering all the times he tried sabotaging your exams and putting everything at risk to bring you lower.

“let me remind you of that one time you shoved the answer sheet in my exam papers and failed me.”

you see him grow a grin on his face, and your blood begins to boil.

“you’re just calling me a scumbag because i didn’t put up with your shit like every other person who wanted your sympathy”

“what do you want now, y/n”

you take a long breath, thinking about what you wanted. you wanted him to apologize, to get to know you now, to drive you to his place, to make love with you, to degrade you like he always did. you wanted a lot.

“you can drive me home since none of the guys ‘want me’ ”

“and what makes you think i want you? hm?”

“it’s the least you can do for that exam you made me fail. don’t get me started.”

he seemed to love everytime you mention it, because he grins uncontrollably and it makes you want to slap him across the face.

“fine then, but you’re waiting till i leave”

you let out an audible sigh and go back to where your friend is, or was. it seemed like he really drove her ass home.

you’re eyes got heavy while you laid on the sand, watching the clouds drive on the starry night. everyone had left with their pair, and you were left waiting for lee know to finish whatever he had going on. you would call a cab, but this meet up was in the middle of a desert and no cab was willing to off road at 1 in the morning. you check your phone to see if your friend had left you a message. and sure she had.

MY OTHER HALF- i knew lee know would be there 00:17

MY OTHER HALF- have fun girlfriend ;) 00:17

YOU- kys 01:03

you hear the faint noise of an engine and jolt up, ready to go home and process what happened today. he gets to a stop behind you and you lift yourself up, squinting at the intensity of his bright white lights. you awkwardly approach the back of his motorbike and climb on, resisting to place your hands around his waist.

“i’ve never done this before.”

“we’ll wrap your hands around me, so it doesn’t become your last”

he was always straight forward and rude, since the first day you met him. but he never spoke anything that could be argued, and you surely didn’t want to die in his arms.

you let your arms wrap around his stomach and distance your body from him, trying to keep things mundane till you would reach home.

“hold tight sweetheart”

⭑ TO BE CONTINUED

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⭑ “snowbound” pt.3 ⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS ⭑ bang chan x female reader

⭑ content includes: oral (m receiving), hickeys, established relationship, non-idol chan, non-idol reader, work relationship, use of pet names (channie, baby, babe, princess), releasing, mentions of shower sex

⭑ note: last part of this series! i’m gonna miss it loads. not too much build up you can live hehe. lmk what you think!

⭑ minors dni

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your hands are wrapped around his hard chest, and your legs were squeezed up to keep you warm from the winter mornings. before your mind could think of what breakfast to make today or what chans schedule will look like, you’re struck with memories of yesterday night, and that you and chan are no longer friends with benefits…

you let your mind relax, taking in the peaceful moment and listening to chans quiet snores. you let your fingers run over his biceps and you left a small pec on them, lingering to take in his morning scent. chan let out a grumble and pulled the blankets up to cover his chest.

“channie~ get up so we can make breakfast”

his head sharply turns to face you, and his eyes were bulging out of his face. it took him a few seconds to also remember yesterdays series of events and his head falls back down on the pillow, letting out a hearty laugh.

“good morning princess”

“‘cmon, i’ll make us pancakes” you jump out of bed and slap his ass jokingly, racing to the kitchen before he can chase after you.

by the time chan came over, you had set the table and mixed up the batter to cook it. his heavy steps approach you from behind and he wraps his arms around your stomach and lets his head fall in the nook between your shoulder and head.

“can we relax for a bit? im still hungover and my body aches”

“don’t we have work today? i barely have time to have breakfast with you and rush home to get ready”

“its newcomers training today, we have a day off” his nose grazes the inside of your neck, the cold metal of his piercing sending chills throughout your body.

you let out a sigh of relief. “thank god, i thought i’d have to get another written warning today”

“even if we did have work, i think we would be too busy to make it. hm?” he lets a breath escape from his lips and it graces your neck. he sucked and nibbled at the skin below your neck, moving his mouth down to mark another spot, your head fell back to fall onto his shoulders and you let go of the whisk, leaving it to chan to mix up a storm inside of you.

“pancakes sound great, but i can start your morning in another way.”

he turns his back to a counter and keeps his gaze on you, waiting for you to act. from day one you could tell that your boyfriend was heavily turned on in the mornings, and he wouldn’t let you go until you obeyed him. so you grab the claw clip next to the long forgotten mixing bowl and twist your hair up.

“come here” he stretches his hand out and brings you close to his body, connecting your mouths together. his body brought you warmth on this cold day, and he would do so for as long as you stay together. you let go from his touch, and brought yourself down, along with his shorts. his cock bulged from his underwear, waiting to be loved. he helps you in stripping his lower body bare.

“be good for me princess. hm?”

you nod, your mouth watering at the sight of his thick dick leaking of precum. you lick it off and plant a small kiss on his tip, warming up to his touch. you notice his breath getting faster and he gets impatient, placing his hand on the back of your head waiting for you to devour him whole. you close your eyes and open your mouth wide, taking him in and adjusting to his size. he lets out a long groan as your mouth dives deeper and deeper to take in his lengthy dick, the saliva coating your mouth covers his length and you continue to suck him with passion.

“holy shit, keep going princess” he whispers and lets his other hand hold onto the counter edge as you moved faster and took more of him in.

you tried your best to not choke on him yet keep him satisfied but it was difficult with him pushing your head further and controlling your pace. you slightly gag and retreat for a moment before you kept going. his head shot back and he let out consecutive grunts and whimpers, attempting to clear his dry throat. his length jerks in your mouth and he moves his hand from the counter edge to helping himself reach his release, pumping his cock as you licked his tip and moved back up again. his endless streams of cum fill up your dry mouth, and you swallow with every release he has. he watches you do so, agaped.

you bring yourself back up to fall on his chest, panting in symphony as you regain your breathing rhythm. his hand rubs up and down your back, planting pecks at the top of your head.

“thank you baby”

his kisses and touches continued in the shower. you promised each other to take separate showers and resist each other but it was difficult when you were both snowbound, and the warm water crashing on the both of you wouldn’t melt that away.

⭑ FIN

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⭑ “snowbound” pt. 2 ⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ bang chan x female reader

⭑ content includes: drunk sex, established relationship, non-idol chan, non-idol reader, work relationship, mentions of (lip) bleeding, use of pet names (baby, babe, channie), releasing, oral (f receiving)

⭑ note: one of my shorter builds up but i advise you to read through it! i’m planning to make one final part to this series and move on. lmk want you think!

⭑ minors dni

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you wiggle closer to him, smelling the soft smell of his shampoo overridden with his enticing cologne. your lips follow the scent, and end up landing on his warm neck. he raises his head, giving you more to work with. his hand was settled on your back, bringing you closer and closer till you could feel the heat of his body against yours.

your mouth seemed to be the star of the show now, but that might change with the amount of emotions passing through your body. chan seemed to be going through the same thing. one minute he’d be resting his hand on your ass, locking lips with you. and one minute he zones out, staring into the crackling fire. you’re confidence led you to a good place so far, so you’ll keep the show up.

“if we were to fuck now, it would be our first intimate act. how do you feel about this?” you smile, tucking strands of hair behind his ear and looking deep into his eyes trying to fish for feelings, emotions, love, hate, hesitation but his eyes never spoke as loud as his actions. chan has always been the colder one in your workplace. always keeping to himself and getting his work done with exceeding performance. he never attended work parties or any party, really. it seemed like his life was black and white, but you brought color to it.

“i feel like i need to fuck you now. god your making my body tense with all these looks you’ve been giving me. get up.”

you oblige, struggling to stand still with how dizzy you began to get. chan knocked you out of it and grabbed your hand to pull you into his bedroom. the door slams behind you and you too, get slammed onto the door. his right hand squeezed the back of your neck and his left hand rested just under your ass. his kisses intensified, biting your lower lip and sucking at it till it bled. he licks the blood of your lip and continues to penetrate your lips with his, tongue intertwining and licking the inside of your mouth. he slightly moves away to catch his breath, and his warm breath runs through your body.

“you feel better when your mine”

the hand supporting your neck slides down to your back and he pulls you into his body.

“say it, say your mine baby”

“i’m yours chan, a-all yours”

your clothes laid on the warm floor, and chan had his hands on your neck and back again, pushing your body backwards onto the bed while exchanging sloppy tongues and bites. his hands guarded both sides of your head as his lean body lingered over you. you both reeked of soju, but what mattered when he was with you.

his finger separate your thighs once he notices the tension you tried to create to ease the pain. his face reaches down to look at your exposed sex, wet and ready for him. he traces kisses from your knee, down and into your thighs, and dangerously close to your folds. your body couldn’t handle his warm breath tickling you every second, and your legs begin to close in once his fingers guide their way to your folds. he tutted repetitively and raised his eyes to look at your flushed face, stretching your thighs wide open again.

you moaned ungodly things to him as he curls his finger- or fingers- inside of you, aiming perfectly for your good spot every time. the sounds of your wetness sloshing around with his long, slender fingers had you gripping the sheets and rolling your head back to avoid suffocating him with your thighs. his tongue takes charge and moves up to your clit and your breath begins to pick up its pace. you couldn’t control your legs anymore.

“baby you’re gonna kill me, literally kill me if you keep closing in on me”

“s-sorry channie, keep going. please”

his arms go from under your thighs and wrap them from the top, keeping you in his control. his tongue taps your bud again and let’s a string of his spit fall onto it, spreading it around with the pad of his thumb. your alarms begin to go off as your orgasm flows to and fro, waiting to crash at any minute.

“fu-ck chan, ‘m gonna come”

“come baby, let me taste your sweet cunt”

and with the last curl of his fingers inside you, you felt your cum drop down and onto chans fingers. he pulls them out and brings his face back up to yours, admiring your pink, flushed face and messy hair.

he hooks his fingers on your bottom teeth and you close on them as he pulls them out, letting you suck them clean. he goes back down to gather more of your creamy release and glides his fingers on his tongue, swallowing with his eyes closed.

your hands move to chans thick cock, stroking him slowly while straddling his thighs. he lets his mouth open slightly, helping him regulate his breathing. your lower body moves closer as he grabs your ass and guides you to his cock. you didn’t hesitate and wanted to let him fill you up, and be satisfied. it would be your first intimate session.

you slowly fall onto his dick, pressing your hands hard on his chest and letting your head fall down. collective grunts join the sound of the distant fire coming to a single flame. you pick up your pace and let yourself feel every vein inside of you. he would let his swollen tip leave your core, and come back into you. his whimpering quickened your pace and his eyes would stare into yours while you moved up and down him. you move your face down to meet his and let your lips linger over his slightly gaped ones, letting out small grunts. your kisses were interrupted to your heads being shot back as you neared your releases. you grabbed onto your breasts to avoid falling unstable. chans hands rested on top of yours as he moaned shamelessly.

“fuck shit fuck. oh my god”

his dick jerked inside of you, and you feel his warm release coat your insides. not too long after you came too, letting it drip out of your penetrated pussy. you let your body loose, and you fall onto chans chest, arms spread out onto the mattress.

chan cleaned up as you remained in a state of being half asleep half conscious. before your body gave in, his arm wrapped around your stomach and he played with your hair, humming your favorite song to you…

⭑ TO BE CONTINUED

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⭑ “snowbound” ⭑ pt. 1

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ bang chan x female reader

⭑ content includes: drinking, fwb relationship, mentions of sex, non-idol chan, non-idol reader, established relationship, work relationship, drunk confessions, lots of inner talk

⭑ note: i won’t advise you to skip the build up! i’m planning to create a very small series for this idea i had, probably another part or two. lmk what you think!

⭑ minors dni

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your hands are wrapped around his hard chest, and your legs were squeezed up to keep you warm from the winter mornings. before your mind could think of what breakfast to make today or what chans schedule will look like, you’re struck with memories of yesterday night, and that you and chan are no longer friends with benefits…

you progressed from taking shots to consuming full soju bottles, you lined them up with his like trophies and admired the late night snowfall. you and chan met through work, and visit after visit, kiss after kiss, you became each-others stress relievers, and you wouldn’t complain about that until yesterday night.

“have you hooked up with anyone else at work?”

the question has been waiting at the tip of your tongue, and the only thing holding you back from asking it was to be respectful and not invasive, but when your on your 3rd bottle of soju, what’s holding you back?

“nope. why do you ask?”

“oh, i was just wondering, ‘yknow”

“yeah, i never got time to meet anyone outside our office block so it’s just been you”

you nod and rest your lips on the mouth of the soju bottle. you sat close to him on his balcony, admiring the light snowfall that coated the city with white and shiny flakes. this moment reminded you of why you loved chris, it wasn’t really for his sex, it was the way his presence filled you with warmth and the desire to always be next to him. you knew you shouldn’t develop feelings because it doesn’t seem mutual, but your lives were harsh. work was demanding and you only got a few hours between each-other to empty your tension.

fuck it

you turn your gaze to him and watch his adam’s apple move with his hearty chugs.

“chris, you think it’s ok if i talk to you ‘bout something?”

“don’t you wanna wait till your sober?”

“yea but, i’ve had this thought for far too long, and i think this way would be easier for me to confess”

he turns his chair to face you and faces forward, giving you his full attention.

“whats up”

you began to feel nervous, and maybe began regretting this empty confidence you shone on him, but you and chan have seen a lot in your lives, so it wouldn’t hurt to see more.

“i’ve been seeing you in a different lens, not one where we get to fuck and call it a day. one where we are together through thick and thin.”

his expression remains the same and he keeps quiet, expecting to hear more.

“i know that it would be a big jump for us, but it could be a better jump.”

you place the soju bottle on your lips and get past a few sips before your stomach begins to turn and twist and your fingers tremble.

he sighs and leans back in the chair, placing his hands in his pockets. you began to look around for your belongings, preparing to be kicked out of his house.

“i brought you over to tell you that i wanted you for more than your body, but i guess it’s useless now”

you’re muscles relaxed, and you felt warmer at his reassurance. you couldn’t help but give him a big smile, trying to keep your cool. he smiled back, the cold smoke sneaking out the creases of his mouth.

“well, i guess that’s out the way.” you laugh, trying to fill in the silence. you haven’t noticed the increasing intensity of the snowfall, so you grab the bottles, ashtray and head inside to lay by chans fireplace.

he settled for a warm shower, but you settled to lying down on his heated hardwood floors, watching the fire dance and crackle as it soothed your bones. chan had given you one of his hoodies to change into to keep warm. the door of his bedroom creeks open, and he walks out in an black t-shirt, plaid pants and socks.

“you’re gonna freeze to death like that! and you haven’t dried your hair?”

he approaches you and lies down next to you, meeting you at eye level. you couldn’t describe how this moment felt. the orange flames casted on his smooth, relaxed face. his hand was placed over yours, his fingers tracing around yours. your body was physically there, but mentally, you and chan were bound, or rather, snowbound.

“i’m fine babe”

you’re brought back to life with three words that left his lonely mouth.

“babe? i never thought i’d hear you call me that”

“and i never thought i’d be laying down next to you by the fireplace, exchanging looks”

you wiggle closer to him, taking in the soft smell of his shampoo being overridden with his strong cologne. your lips follow the scent, and end up landing on his warm neck. he raises his head, giving you more to work with. his hand was settled on your back, bringing you closer and closer till you could feel the heat of his body against yours.

your mouth seemed to be the star of the show now, but that might change.

⭑ PART 2

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⭑ “fight my urge” ⭑

⭑ seungmin x female reader

⭑ content includes: sex, oral (m receiving), choking, releasing, swallowing, degrading (slut), use of “daddy”, pet names (baby, babe), light reference of masturbation, non-idol seungmin, non-idol reader, established relationship

⭑ note: if you want to jump to the nsfw content, i have placed a dash indicating the beginning of it, but the build up is worth it!

⭑ minors dni

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the clock ticked past 02:00am, and you aimlessly scrolled through the channels on tv, looking for something to pass the time until seungmin would be home. your phone illuminates the dimly lit living room with an anticipated notification:

“someone is at your front door!”

you pace to the door, swinging it wide open. your loving boyfriend was finally back home after 2 weeks of being away from you on business trips. your hands wrap around him tightly, not bothering to look at his face or help him with carrying his luggage inside. he’s home.

“baby, i missed you so much” you said, trying to contain your tears.

“mm baby, i missed you too”. he places a kiss on the top of your forehead and moves your hair away to finally look into your eyes and dimly lit face.

you help him move his bag into the living room as he heads to your shared bedroom to unwind. his eyes were fighting to keep open as he rolls his sleeves up and takes his watch off to place on the bedside table. you watch his movement from the doorway. after being far away from him for so long, every action he does makes you want to jump and melt in his arms.

“i’m gonna take a quick shower baby, ok?”

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you felt now would be the best time to address the kaleidoscope in your stomach to him. you approach him slowly, noticing how he scans you from head to toe. you knew he wanted this as much as you did, and it would only take you a bit of convincing to end the day breathless, by his side. your hands caress his clothed arm up and down, and your lips find way to his. you didn’t move, but you let your lips rest on his.

“i really fucking miss you seungmin, you’ve never left me for this long” as much as you knew this would convince him, you truly meant what you said.

he grabs your waist and reduces the distance between you and him. only a few pieces of fabric stopping you from fusing with him. his lips begin to move, grabbing at your bottom lip and pulling you closer to him. he begins to kiss you slowly, cherishing every moment.

“i’m sorry baby, i’m sorry” his eyes remained closed. shit, you realize the opposite is soon to happen. any minute now and he could fall sound asleep holding you.

your fingers trace from his neck to his collar and to the first button, you slowly undo it while he bites and pulls and sucks at your lips. by the time your lips have swollen, his shirt was unbutttoned and your hands frantically moved around his torso, trying to create any sort of friction with him. you felt his member harden against your thigh.

“y-y/n, I don’t know if i can keep up. i feel exhausted”

“that sucks baby, but you’ll have to fight my urge” you smile and let your hand rest on his shoulder. he knows this is a losing game, and you’ll do anything to make love with him tonight, today.

“it’s either i fuck you or fight you?” he laughs at the choices you provided him. his hands sneak under your shirt and he plays with the straps of your bra, hinting at which choice he must’ve decided on. he moves to sit at the edge of the bed, shirt still unbuttoned and pants fighting for their place. his sleepy eyes dart up at you.

“ill fuck you then”

seungmin was wrapped around your fingertips, and he was well aware of that. he pulls your shorts down, moving his body down alongside his hands. this moment was all you could wait for. the room was dark, his face was coated with a thin layer of sweat and his torso came to tower over yours. his eyes were so dreamy that if you looked for too long, you’d fall asleep.

“since you’re so desperate, you’ll have to stay up for the whole thing. you hear me?”

“i hear you”

he may be an asshole sometimes, but he was hungry for you too, and badly wanted to be inside you. he bites at the hem of your underwear and bites your skin along with it, surely to mark for a day or two. his fingers unclasp your bra with no struggle and let it end up on the floor alongside his underwear. your breath became heavy and so did his. his tip nudges your wet folds and your mind instantly turns foggy. you could hear him grunt too and you began to realize how much his distance impacted you both.

“you haven’t touched yourself without me here, right?” he says, panting

“n-no”

just before you could purse your lips to let out the “o” in “no”, he slams his long, heavy cock into your vagina. everything in you jolts in shock. your back is arched, your head is facing the headboard, your mouth is gaped open and your hands are grabbing onto his wrists. he continues slamming into you and letting the sounds of his love making echo in the room. you move your head down to watch his breathtaking performance, only to find out he was doing the same. he lets out a series of groans and whimpers, and you had to keep your mouth shut to hear his beautiful struggles.

“f-fuck y/n, i-im about to come.”

“m-mhm baby, m-me too”

he lowers his face to linger over yours. expecting a kiss, he lowers his face down to your nipples, and lets his tongue glide over them aimlessly. your body was soon to give in and so was his, but he kept pushing into you until the very end. his head falls between your head and shoulders, and he lets out pussy-throbbing moans. you whimpered endlessly, until you’re body was able to recover from the climax he made you reach.

he pulls his cock out and watched your vagina spill from your combined releases. he laughs between his panting, driving his hand from your stomach to your neck. he tightens his grip enough to alarm you.

“daddy’s slut aren’t you?”

“mhm. yes yes yes”

he tightens his grip further and raises his head to intimidate you, but it only made your pussy throb more.

“yes what, baby? you’re what?”

“i’m your slut, d-daddy’s slut”

“yeah, daddy’s slut” he smirks and lets his grip loosen, falling on the mattress next to you.

your body sinks into the mattress without seungmins grip on your body. the ceiling comes back into image. your breathing slows down and you turn to observe his flushed face. his eyes were no longer droopy, but they were sharp and piercing. you knew it meant one thing and one thing only.

his eyes roll to the back of his head as you lick around his sore tip. it was still coated with both your releases and his cock pulsated in your mouth. he grips the back of your head, and guides your head down his long, thick member. it was hard to keep up with his needs, but you tried, bobbing your head up and down, reaching the bottom, choking and coming back up to let your hands rub the mixture of your releases and saliva. his chest began to rise higher, and his grip on your head tightened.

“k-keep going. fucking hell.”

his adams apple throbbed and was covered with sweat droplets. you did as he told you, moving faster and taking his length whole, you’re moans vibrating through his cock. his release came not too long after, and your mouth was overflowing with his bittersweet cum.

“swallow baby, s-swallow for me”

you obeyed, and scraped the release on the corners of your mouth and licked it off. his jaw dropped at the scene, and he let out a satisfied sigh.

you laid your head on his torso, listening to his heart beat as he slumbered. your fingers traced the crease of his groin while you too, fell asleep in his loving presence.

he truly couldn’t fight your urge.

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⭑ yang jeongin ⭑

m- mature, a- angst, f- fluff, s- series

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ “i owe you” pt.1 a,s

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