#AND MY HEART SAID HORNYYYYYY

[rosafione]

Do you want it or not?

when you try to write a very VERY serious aNgsTy fanfic but you thirst for the character too much.

PLEASE, have this unfinished drabble that is now not part of my fic because i realized halfway through it's just become too heated aNd i was nOt planning to write about smut—

"Alatus?"

"Yes?"

"What—" you clear your throat. "This is a pleasant surprise."

"I have taken it upon myself to enforce my own binds. I've undressed myself as well. I am ready."

You could see that.

When you came home from the alliance meeting for the Gods, you certainly did not expect the estranged creature you saved some months ago to be kneeling on the floor of your lair, bound by chains (you assumed he took from the jail cells) in all his misplaced, arrogant glory.

Red crawls its way up your neck, to your cheeks, and of course! He notices such a small detail. "For a God surrounded by darkness and cruelty, you are surprisingly innocent."

"Well, I don't often come home to a beautiful man offering himself to me like a feast."

To think, he had been so innocent when you first found him, unknowing of a human's material desires. He had not even started with greed, yet went diving straight into the throes of—

"A feast?"

Was he provoking you?

"A feast," you echo. "You see, like this," your place the pads of your fingers gently against his chest, and slowly, you drag it down the expanse of his torso, featherlight and burning. "I could just eat you up."

The way his eyes dilate at the path your hand follows doesn't escape your attention. And if he wanted you to stop, there was no way to tell.

What with the shaky breath that leaves him. His back arching closer to your touch and a shiver racking his spine.

The tension doesn't fade.

But he says the words: "P-Please stop.."

Oh?

He says it just as you reach the skin of his pelvis. You follow his plead, but you don't put any distance. Just lift your gaze to his hateful expression, embarrassment flooding his soft cheeks.

"Don't— Don't misunderstand. This—" he gasps as you make a move to inch lower— "Ngh, this was not what I had in mind!"

You don't mean to be a sadist— but the way he strains against the chains, forearms tensing and fingers digging into his own palms at your touch.

Oh, Celestia. It's too much.

You don't know how you can constantly keep your mind off of touching all over him.

"You should explain, Alatus," you coo. "Or else I'll keep misunderstanding."

He almost preens, but he catches himself, clenching his teeth as his legs tremble. He glares into your eyes and yet his pupils are unfocused, chest heaving from the deep way he breaths and you know he is desperately holding to his few remaining wits.

"I'll do it. Please. I'll explain. Just— haah~ please, w-wait!"

#genshin xiao #xiao x reader #alatus #alatus nemeseos #dom!reader #im so bad at writing #how did it come to this #I WAS WRITING ANGST #THERE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE TEARS #AND PAIN AND HURT #BUT MY BRAIN SAID NOOOOOO #AND MY HEART SAID HORNYYYYYY #anyway #i love xiao yeah but this fanart of him i saw in karmic binds is really #chef's kiss #i mIgHt nOt bE cUt oUt fOr aNgSt #genshin drabbles #genshin ff #sub!xiao

[jeontaeh]

TWENTY SIX²⁶

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"Yo why the FUCK my ballsack smell like doritos."

Jin punched Yoongi in the head and then grabbed his glass of whiskey from his hand. "This is why we tell you not to drink."

"Nerd." Yoongi mumbled, and then flopped onto Hoseok's lap. Hoseok carded his fingers through Yoongi's hair, and then leaned down to kiss Yoongi's forehead. The older hummed with a small smile emerging on his face, and Hoseok sighed.

"God, you're cute." Hoseok whispered, kissing his nose lightly. Yoongi smiled up at him, blush adorning his pale cheeks.

"Heterosexuality is a disease."

"Jimin we're literally gay."

"And?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes and Jimin giggled, spinning on the spinny captain's chair. Him, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok,  and Taehyung were in the ship as they were all sleepy from working all day. Namjoon was still outside on the planet.

"Hobi didn't you say the ship's gonna explode or something.." Taehyung trailed.

"Life's about taking risks."

"Not if we fucking die."

"It's fine I fixed it earlier today." Hoseok said, waving his hand to shrug it off.

"Aw, babe, you're so good at fixing stuff." Yoongi whispered, leaning up to kiss him. Hoseok smiled, grabbing him and kissing him hard.

"Get a fucking room." Jin said in disgust, and suddenly the control room door opened.

A big yawn made all their heads turn towards the cherry haired by standing by the doorway, clad in nothing but tiny boxers. "Good morning."

"It's night time. You slept all day." Jin informed dully, and Jungkook walked up to Taehyung, his eyes looking starry.

"Taehyung~" Jungkook whispered, grabbing Taehyung by the arms and pulling him close, the silver haired boy surprised at this deposition. He grabbed Jungkook's waist, and Jungkook pressed their lips together instantly, letting Taehyung ease himself into the kiss and kiss him back.

"Woah- it's like.. gay city up in here." Jimin said, and Taehyung pulled away from the kiss, and then looked at Jungkook with a little confusion.

"You okay, cherry? Never been so affectionate before," Taehyung chuckled, and then saw how Jungkook's eyes were dilated, lips bitten red. He then felt Jungkook press himself a little onto Taehyung, and something hard touch his thigh.

"Oh." Taehyung let out, a little breathless. He'd only seen Jungkook so needy once before, but this was a different kind of needy. Jungkook looked like he was in some sort of a trance. A little... lost.

"Jungkook you alright?" Hoseok asked, and Taehyung looked up and found all the other boys looking at the two, wondering why Jungkook was being so unresponsive.

"Um- yeah, he's fine." Taehyung replied quickly, and then grabbed Jungkook from the waist and below his thighs and lifted him, younger letting out a gasp of surprise, and threw him over his shoulder.

Jungkook didn't respond, just let Taehyung carry him out of control room. Taehyung walked into his own room, upto his bed, and then dropped Jungkook onto it. Jungkook fell face front, and Taehyung said, looking at the boy.

"Jungkook, are you alright?" Taehyung asked, worried it was something bad. Worried Jungkook was acting like this because...

Jungkook, again, didn't respond. Just lifted his ass up in the air, face pressed into the bed, legs spread apart, and then whined.

Taehyung's cock twitched at the sight of Jungkook's plush ass presented in front of him like that, but he couldn't/shouldn't. He grabbed Jungkook's waist and turned him around.

"What's gotten into you?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and then pointed a finger at him.

"Everything but you!" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung frowned. "You.. haven't.. gotten into me." Jungkook said, threateningly poking Taehyung's chest with his finger.

Taehyung's mouth went dry when Jungkook humphed and then looked to the side, crossing his arms. "W-what?" Taehyung let out, and Jungkook looked at him.

"I want you!" Jungkook shouted, looking up at him with, perhaps, the cutest glare Taehyung had ever seen. "Your- your big, hard, bulbous aching blue veiny thick fat cock in my asshole-"

"Jesus christ- stop-" Taehyung snapped, smacking Jungkook's head lightly to shut him up. Jungkook looked away, upset. So Taehyung sat down on the bed beside him, let out a soft sigh. "What's going on, Kooks?"

"Taehyung I-" Jungkook started, and then looked at the older. His grey eyes, his light grey eyes, how gorgeous they were. "I-I threw up."

Taehyung's mind faltered. "What?"

"I woke up an hour ago a-and threw up in the toilet." Jungkook whispered. "I've been throwing up every morning for the past week."

Taehyung stilled.

"I-I feel like... I just- I-I feel like-" Jungkook started, and Taehyung placed his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Feel- feel like what? Tell me," Taehyung insisted, feeling an anxiousness creep in his stomach.

"I feel like I'm pregnant."

Taehyung's breath hitched, heart dropped to his stomach. "W-what?"

"Pregnant.." Jungkook trailed while looking at Taehyung. "..with jello shots."

Taehyung paused again, this time frowning. "What?"

"I took 23 jello shots."

"Why the fuck did you do that?"

"I was hungry-"

"Why didn't you eat a fucking sandwich or something like a normal goddamn human being-"

"Because there were a packet of jello shots lying in the fridge for some fucking reason and I wasn't gonna let food go to waste-"

"Jungkook! Why would you drink alcohol, I-" Taehyung started, and then got up, taking a deep breath. "Is that why you're acting weird? Because you're drunk?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook nodded, lying down on the bed, turning a little and wiggling his ass in front of Taehyung. "Drunk and hornyyyyyy-"

"Fuck's sake. You shouldn't be drinking alone, Kook. Or at all." Taehyung mumbled the last part under his breath, and Jungkook groaned.

"You shouldn't be... breathing.. but you don't catch me talking shit.." Jungkook grumbled, and Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"Go to sleep right now, I'm going outside to fix.. this." Taehyung said, waving his hands around. Jungkook sighed, and Taehyung walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The moment he did, he ran into the control room where all the other boys were, screamed, and then ran out. The boys saw that happen and continued their conversation, meanwhile Taehyung ran out of the ship and onto the steps leading down to the ground of the planet. There he saw Namjoon lying on the floor face first.

"Guys Namjoon fucking died!" Taehyung cried.

The boys rushed to the door of the ship, and Namjoon lifted his head up. "I've not died. I'm here. I'm- I'm alive and- I've not died-" Namjoon said groggily, and Jin rushed up to him.

"It's hot as fuck here, Joon-" Jin said, helping the purple haired boy up. "Come inside the ship, you've been out all day."

"But the- the tracking of other planets- building- house- ..finding.. ship... planet... volcano.." Namjoon trailed, clearly sleep deprived and exhausted.

Jin sighed and reached down, lifting Namjoon up bridal style. "If you keep going like this you'll lose your mind. You need some sleep like the rest of us." Jin said, carrying him inside.

Namjoon looked at him sleepily, and Jin huffed. "You've worked so hard, Joonie. You deserve some rest too, no?"

"I-I do?" Namjoon asked softly, and Jin smiled down at him, carrying him into his room, kicking the door open and carrying him to the bed.

"Of course you do." Jin replied, and then laid Namjoon down onto his bed.

Namjoon grabbed Jin's shirt before he could reach away and grabbed him close. "Hm.. Jin.. you're so pretty." Namjoon whispered.

"You too, Namjoonie." Jin whispered back, and before they could kiss, Namjoon fell asleep, head falling onto the pillows, eyelids sliding shut.

Jin smiled fondly, taking the blanket and laying it atop of him. He closed the lights (kissed his forehead) and then walked out his room, closing the door behind him.

Jin walked to Taehyung's room where he heard some sounds and walked inside. He saw Jungkook lying on the floor, taking a packet of empty jello shots and throwing them into the trashcan.

"Slam dunk." Jungkook squeaked sadly, and Jin furrowed his brows in upset, crouching down on the floor beside him.

"What's wrong cherry?"

"Taehyung.." Jungkook trailed, looking at Jin. "And you. And Jimin.. Yoongi.. and Hoseok.. and Namjoonie." Jungkook said sadly. " You guys think I'm useless."

Jin frowned. "No we don't."

"You didn't let me talk yesterday." Jungkook said, and Jin sat down beside him properly.

"Listen, you know we don't have bad intent, right? If we didn't let you speak, it was purely out of us being anxious as fuck and rushing. Don't think we don't value your opinion. It's just that you're not as experienced as.. say, Namjoon, or- or Yoongi. It's nothing against you, kiddo. I'm sorry if we made you feel bad." Jin said.

Jungkook nodded his head. "Made- made me feel like when I was a kid. My parents never listened to me. Neither did my teachers. E-everyone knows I got into space academy because my parents are rich." Jungkook said, looking at Jin. "I-I wish I was good at stuff."

"You are! You are good at stuff, Kooks- you're just young, you haven't.. unleashed your full potential yet- god, I sound like my mom." Jin mumbled, and Jungkook giggled.

"How about this- change into comfy clothes and come to the control room. We'll drink some hot chocolate and all get sober and go to sleep well, yeah?" Jin said with a smile, and Jungkook smiled back.

"That sounds cool." Jungkook said, and Jin patted his head. "Great. I'll see you."

Jin walked out of Jungkook's room and towards the control room. When he walked in, he heard a gasp.

"Please say sike." Jimin pleaded.

Taehyung shook his head. "I-I wish I could. I'm not kidding, Jimin- he- he said he's been having morning sicknesses, and if this chocolate semen tasting soulmate - enemy ritual thing is correct-"

"What happened?" Jin asked, ignoring Yoongi and Hoseok who were making out in the corner.

"Nothing." Taehyung said quickly, and Jimin shot Taehyung a look, and Taehyung glared at him to shut up.

"Okay.. anyways. Yoongi, Hoseok, stop making out." Jin snapped, and both boys stopped and looked at Jin, pissed. "Jungkook's coming here. We were kinda mean to him this morning, if you noticed. So let's just listen to what he has to say and be nice, okay?"

All the boys nodded, and right then, the door opened and Jungkook walked in. "Let's get this bread."

"Hey cherry. You feeling less drunk?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook nodded, dressing in pajamas now.

"Right- Kook, you had some ideas this morning, right? We sure could use some right now," Yoongi said, and Jungkook gasped, eyes going big.

"R-really? Oh! I-I have many! I really wanna help!" Jungkook said excitedly, and the boys sat down onto the floor, making themselves comfortable. Yoongi nodded.

"Go ahead, Kook." Jimin said, and Jungkook rushed to sit down beside Taehyung.

"Okay! So I wrote stuff down on my hand-" Jungkook said, looking at his palm closely. He read it for a few seconds, and then looked up, smiling.

"We send a signal to other nearby satellites which could hopefully pick us up and help us!" Jungkook said, grinning.

There was a bit of a pause, and then Jungkook heard a clearing of a throat. "Um- Kook.. if there were satellites here, we wouldn't be lost. The reason we are lost is because there aren't any satellites nearby..." Hoseok trailed.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds, and then looked back at his hand. "Right- um.. we could- we could find some local aliens and- and get help from-"

"No aliens inhabiting this planet, Kooks." Yoongi said.

"Right. I-I don't know why I wrote that." Jungkook chuckled nervously, and then looked at his hand again. He read the next line, and smiled a little. "Okay! This one's good! We could- we could export food to other planets in exchange for resources-"

"Namjoon told us first week, Kookie, that planets don't want to exchange resources for food." Jin said softly. Jungkook stopped talking, looking at him a little confused.

"If anything they want something like gold or diamonds or something worth something all over the universe. Plus, we can't even give much food-" Jimin said.

"Yeah, and we need it for ourselves, and we don't really need money-"

"S-sorry." Jungkook said quickly, and then looked down, looking at his hand one more time. "W-we could- m-message the-"

"We don't have our tablets." Yoongi said, and Jungkook looked at him. "They got stolen by that girl you brought, remember?" He said gently, but it felt harsh to Jungkook.

Jungkook looked down at his hand, and then saw Taehyung looking at him hesitantly. Jungkook instantly put his hand away. "I-I'm sorry. My ideas a-are all stupid. Sorry." Jungkook stammered, and Taehyung put his hand on Jungkook's back.

"It's fine, Jungkook. You- you can help out in other things, like the house and exploring the planet." Taehyung said softly, rubbing his back gently.

Jungkook nodded, looking down still. Taehyung looked at him closely, and then saw tears reach Jungkook's eyes.

"Your ideas aren't bad, Kookie. In fact they're good- they just can't be implemented right now, it's not your fault-" Jimin started, and Jungkook got up from the floor and rushed out of the control room.

Taehyung sighed, getting up himself. He looked at the other guys, who all looked sheepish. "C'mon, Tae, we weren't trying to be mean.." Hoseok trailed, and Taehyung gave them a firm look and then rushed out of the room himself.

Taehyung saw Jungkook sitting by the engine room, hands against his face, back against the wall as he cried. Taehyung felt his heart seize up at that, feeling a little bit of pain in his mind.

"Kookie-" Taehyung let out, stumbling over to him. Jungkook looked up at him.

"T-Tae-" Jungkook cried out weakly, and Taehyung fell onto his knees in front of where he was sitting on the floor, and grabbed his cheeks in his hands. "Sshh.. shh.. don't- don't cry-" Taehyung whispered, reaching forward and pressing soft kisses to his damp cheeks, feeling salted tears against his lips.

Jungkook whimpered, looking at Taehyung. "I-I'm so useless, I s-should've just been l-left at K-King Bing's planet and become a-a dumb breeding slut- a-atleast I would've been of s-some use-"

"Woah-" Taehyung said, looking at him with a frown. "Don't say that. You're not useless, Kook, you- you can do a lot, you just-"

"I know!" Jungkook snapped. "I c-can do a lot, but I'm not, am I? I-I'm just sitting here, wasting everyone's time, with no good ideas and of no help! I'm useless, Tae. I'm nothing."

"You're not nothing. You're everything to me, I don't care that your ideas were a little dumb." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up at him. "You're not useless. You being here is more than enough."

Taehyung was saying a lot, but none of it was registering in Jungkook's brain. All he could keep thinking was how useless he was. How brainless, useless, idiotic he was. He needs- he needs to be of some use.. of some help. He needs them to see him as someone important too. Whatever it takes, he has to-

"Next mission, I'll lead." Jungkook said suddenly, and Taehyung raised a brow.

"Not if it's dangerous."

"Even if it is, I'm gonna do it. And only me." Jungkook said, and Taehyung sighed.

"Cherry.."

"No! Don't do that, Tae. I-I want to do this. I don't care how dangerous it is. I'm gonna do it." Jungkook said firmly, and Taehyung rolled his eyes, and then leaned down to kiss Jungkook's lips.

"Alright, my hot-headed baby. Now let's get some sleep, yeah?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook blushed and nodded.

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