#gay kpop

[kuukiha]

humidity

anton and sohee get high in their hotel room

*tee hee :>

their kisses were sloppy and lazy, spit coating their lips as they licked over each others teeth like feverish zombies.

sohee moaned out, high pitched and breathy as anton pulled him closer. they could barely breathe, but the dizzines from lack of air only made everything feel more unreal.

sohee took the liberty of climbing onto anton's lap, drawing a deep moan from the younger as his knee sweeped against his crotch. anton's big hand pawed at sohee's chest, his knuckles grazed over his hardened nipples and pulled a gasp from him.

when anton had told sohee that he'd brought some weed to the hotel room, sohee was sure that the fbi was going to swat their room in the next five minutes. that was, until anton had explained that weed was legal in the state they were in, and that the worst that would happen is a scolding from the hyungs and a few dirty looks from the staff after paying the extra fees for smoking in the hotel room, then sohee was fully down.

sure, he'd never smoked before (he'd never even seen a cigarette in person until he turned 16), but anton was more than willing to teach him.

sohee was actually pretty surprised at how experienced anton seemed to be at it all, even making tricks with the smoke as he breathed it out.

"i never knew you were a smoker, anton." sohee said quietly, tilting his head a bit as anton placed his blunt (pre-rolled, anton had taught him that term) into the ashtray.

anton chuckled a bit, his bangs falling into his slightly pink eyes.

"there's a lot you don't know about me, sohee." he gave a slick smirk, making sohee roll his eyes. he almost acknowledged the lack of honorifics, but decided to let it slide.

besides, they were far past that at this point.

anton had gotten sohee out of his clothes faster than he could register it, throwing them off to the side. his lips seemed to be everywhere at once - attacking his lips and then his neck and then his chest.

sohee tried to slow anton down a bit, but his thoughts couldn't move as fast as anton's body did.

"a-anton, wait.." he gasped softly as anton's dry tongue lapped over one of his nipples, making his hips buck slightly.

"hm? fuck am i waiting for?" sohee couldn't really understand what he was saying since he was speaking in English, but it was sexy nonetheless.

"fuck! fuck, just-" anton giggled at him, small and cute as he looked up at him with those pretty eyes.

sohee could barely see him in the darkness, but he could see the raging lust that lay behind his hooded lids. it was so conflicting how something so cute could be so sexy all at once, but sohee didn't dwell on it.

"so how the hell do i actually do this?" sohee asked, holding the blunt like it was some unearthly object. anton rolled his eyes.

"you take a deep breathe and hold it, then let it out." sohee gave him a skeptical look as he dug a water bottle out from his backpack.

"it's gonna burn, you're gonna cough, too. drink some water afterwards." sohee pouted a bit, taking the water that anton had given him.

"how come you don't cough after?" anton giggled a bit.

"i've been smoking since i was 13, that's why." sohee's eyes went a bit wide, but he didn't question it.

he wrapped his lips around the blunt, noticing how closely anton was inspecting him, before taking in a deep breath. attempting to, anyways.

the cough he let out was treacherous, surely waking that entire floor. he felt like his vocal chords were bleeding, like he was gonna puke, and anton was laughing at him.

"shit, i didn't think you'd be this bad at it. i didn't even cough that hard when i tried the first time." sohee glared at him with watery eyes, pounding at his chest to help himself regain his breath.

"okay, look, give it back. i'll show you, okay?"

sohee let out a loud moan as he slid inside of anton's slippery hole. he wondered how he could already be so loose, when did he even have time to prep himself? he didn't really care if he was being honest, the feeling was too overwhelming for him to think about anything except for staving off his orgasm.

anton's back arched as sohee gripped his hips harder, nearly making him drop their blunt onto the bed - that really would've pissed the hotel staff off.

"fuck, sohee, deeper!" anton whined out, his typically soft voice getting just a little louder than usual. sohee chuckled at how cute he was.

"hm.. that's hyung to you." anton gave him a deadpan look, a little scary considering how low and red his eyes were, but sohee giggled anyhow.

"fuck you." his voice was low and scratchy, maybe it always got like that after he smoked? sohee liked it.

"you get so cranky when you're high."

"i get cranky when you don't do what i fucking tell you." sohee feigned surprise.

"a little potty mouth, too." he slid in a little deeper, leaving a small bit of his cock out just to tease. anton let out a soft moan, clenching tightly around him.

"please, just fuck me-" sohee cocked his head, very slowly grinding into him as he pretended to think. anton's back began to arch as he let out a drawn out moan, surely loud enough for their neighbors to hear.

"fine, only because it's getting really hard not to cum right now." he said with a stifled giggle, sheathing the rest of his length inside of the boy. his hid his head in the crook of anton's neck to try and dampen the loud moan he let out, making anton giggle.

"feels good, right?"

"shit.. i could get used to this." sohee said, voice gruff from the dryness of his throat. anton sighed, plucking the blunt from his fingers and tossing it back into the ashtray.

"don't - this is illegal for you, remember?" it was sohee's turn to roll his eyes as he rolled over to face anton, scowling playfully at the weak smirk on his face.

"how the fuck would the korean government even know that i'm smoking this right now? like, the blue house could not give less of a fuck." anton chuckled softly.

"first of all, the blue house is out of commision. second of all, drug tests exist." sohee glared at anton for a few seconds before picking the blunt out of the ashtray and taking a long, exaggerated drag.

"fuck them. this is great. i feel like my brain is getting ran over my a four-wheeler, but like, slowly." anton furrowed his eyebrows, a laugh sputtering from his lips.

"a four-wheeler? what the fuck?" sohee shrugged as he passed the blunt back to anton, who took a weak drag.

"what does it feel like when you get high, then?" anton let out a small sigh, shaking his bangs out of his eyes.

"it feels really... out of body, you know? like i'm here but i'm not." sohee was quiet for a few seconds.

"so it feels like busting a nut?" anton furrowed his brows once more, sending an offended look sohee's way.

"really, bitch?" sohee furrowed his eyebrows as well, putting his hands up in defense.

"that's what you just told me! out of body experience, busting a nut - it's like, the same fucking thing." anton simply stared at him for a few seconds before letting out a sigh, resting on the bed once more.

"i mean.. i guess? like, i never thought about it like that before.. you just made it sound so fucking gross."

"i speak my mind." anton rolled his eyes, taking the blunt back from sohee.

"whatever. you sound stupid." sohee couldn't keep himself from smiling - irritating anton was always too fun.

"fuck, just like that!" anton moaned out, gripping sohee's hair tightly as the older pounded into him.

sohee still couldn't fully understand anton yet, but it was all the more sexy for sohee. his hips were stuttering like crazy, but with anton's constant guiding hand forcing him to hold a steady rhythm, he was determined to hold out for as long as possible.

the slapping noises were getting a bit unbearable, loud and sticky and constant. it was making the room entirely too hot and making it hard to breathe, but there was no way they were stopping now.

"yes- yeah, deeper! fuck, sohee~"

anton's face was fucked out beyond belief - eyes unfocused, eyebrows furrowed, hair sweaty and sticking to his cheeks and lips bruised from their violent kisses. safe to say he wasn't making things any easier for sohee.

that's not to say that sohee wasn't equally as fucked, his hair all over the place and deep hickies riddling his jaw and neck and collarbone and chest, especially around his nipples. the makeup noonas were surely gonna have a field day with this one.

"s-sohee, i'm gonna c~um, gonna cum!" anton yelled out. it was the loudest that sohee had ever heard him get, he was sure of it, only making his hips speed up and his thrusts grow even more bruising.

"does everything feel different when you're high?" sohee asked, eyes trained on the small bumps jutting out of the popcorn ceiling. they had just smoked the last of their first blunt, and things were definitely starting to set in fully for sohee.

"not really. i mean, everyone reacts differently. for me, some things feel the same snd other things feel different. like, taking a shit feels the same but pissing weirdly feels really good." sohee let out a weak chuckle, fingers circling the soft comforter underneath them.

"so, cumming would probably feel different, right?" anton scoffed softly, sitting up a bit to look down at sohee. he was equally as fucked up, but he was a little more functional than the other and it showed.

"what is up with you and cumming today? are you horny or something?" the question practically answered itself as anton did a quick glance over sohee's form, sohee's cock twitching in his jeans at his words.

"you're such a freak, man." sohee shrugged, a smile coming to his face.

"i'm just too real for you." anton gently slapped sohee's chest as he laid back down, a little closer to the older this time.

"what the fuck ever, dude."

silence fell over the room for the next few minutes as the smoke from their little session floated over their heads and into their eyes. sohee had actually almost fallen asleep until anton's soft voice filled his ears once more.

"what?" he asked softly, making anton purse his lips a bit.

"what is it?" he asked again, sitting up this time. it was hard to hear anton without seeing his lips, for whatever reason.

"i said that cumming would probably feel different." he said, cheeks a little red. sohee tilted his head a bit, gently gripping the blankets.

"oh yeah.. it would be like, more intense, wouldn't it?" anton nodded quietly.

"i've never really gotten high and jerked off before, so i wouldn't know, but i'm assuming." sohee hummed softly. he didn't really believe that, but he didn't feel like pressing it.

"we should find out." anton's eyebrows furrowed a small bit.

"find out what?" sohee rolled his eyes, slowly shifting to sit up on his knees. his cock print was extremely visable through his jeans, making anton swallow heavily.

"find out if it feels different, you know. i'll just give you a blowjob or something, it doesn't have to be-" anton put his hand on sohee's chest to stop him, making his breath hitch a bit.

"shut up, sohee." and sohee did, letting anton grip his shirt and pull him closer.

"don't make this weird, okay? you made me curious." he said softly, eyes low and focused of sohee's lips.

sohee's words spilled out into anton's mouth as the younger closed the gap between their lips, making him let out a surprised moan.

he hadn't imagined anton's lips to be so soft.

"sohee! so- sohee, ugh!" anton yelled out, holding sohee's head firmly at the crook of his neck as he came. his entire body shook, his hole sporadically clenched and spasmed around sohee's cock, making his hips jerk wildly.

he stopped holding back (he wasn't sure if he would've been able to keep it up much longer, anyways), muffling his loud moans into anton's warm skin as he came deep inside of him.

it was an indescribable feeling, especially in his inebriated state. it truly was out of body, his legs shaking wildly and his chest heaving for breath. he felt like he'd even gone blind for a few seconds, holding onto anton's limp body for dear life as he slowly came down.

anton's clammy hands wandered sohee's wide shoulders, gripping softly to make sure he was still there. he giggled softly, legs pulling him in slowly. sohee didn't fight it, moaning softly at the feeling of him being pushed deeper inside.

the two stayed like this for a while, hot and humid as they tried to regain their breath. sohee could feel anton's soft lips kissing along his shoulder, slowly bringing him back to earth. their residual high hadn't yet worn off, but he felt a lot more sane this time around, so he assumed they were probably both coming down.

"you with me, big boy?" anton whispered softly, finally switching back to korean. he chuckled a little, adjusting just slightly to a more comfortable position.

"yeah, yeah, i'm back. you okay?" anton hummed softly and nodded, gently patting sohee's shoulder.

"so?" sohee was quiet for a few seconds, eyebrows furrowing a bit.

"so, what?" anton rolled his eyes, letting out a soft sigh as he reached up to sweep his sweaty bangs out of his eyes.

"did you feel any different? while cumming, i mean." sohee had almost forgotten that his question was what spurred on this whole thing. he smirked a small bit, biting his lip softly.

"i don't know.. maybe we need to test it out again? i was too gona to even think about that." anton gave him a deadpanning look, gently pushing him off of him. sohee chuckled loudly, following anton as he slinked off of the bed.

"what? was the joke that bad?" anton scurried over to the mini fride at the corner of the room, scanning the insides incessantly.

"yes, but that's not why i got up. i'm hungry as shit. munchies are no joke, man." sohee furrowed his eyebrows, his tummy growling deeply as if on cue.

"what the fuck are munchies and why are you just now telling me about them?" anton disregarded his question, too focused on looking.. somewhat presentable as he threw some clothes on.

"are you gonna bitch or are you gonna come and raid sungchan and shotaro hyung's fridge with me?"

sohee took very time to think before very ungracefully stumbling off of the bed, throwing on the clothes they had disgardes hours ago before following anton out of the bedroom, face flushed and a pit deep in his tummy.

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[dream-thief-forever-amen]

She is my imaginary girlfriend and I will never let her go, even if a table of heterosexual evidence is laid out and the jury and judge agree, I will never ever let her go. She’s been claimed by the alphabet mafia, you know the rules. We keep you forever, no returns allowed.

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[21shotglasses]

this is tumblr hopefully i don’t need to tell you how serious this should be taken.

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options are based on my very multi fandom opinion. basically i’ve been a fan of a lot of groups and have experience. i’m not gonna do everyone ok, not every group has those vibes. this is basically for the group as a whole not just one or two members that sort of overshadow everyone else.

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[ktsalvo]

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[summeringminor]

have seen the light of drawing butch women

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[getyourdirtyhandsoffme]

D-RIDING?! PART ONE

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

GENDER: FTM READER

SUMMARY: You are quite a popular YouTuber who makes random content for your fans to enjoy until one day you got drunk and "accidentally" posted a tweet in your official account making it go viral for not only the world to see, but even a certain idol you had a crush since 2019.

GENRE(S): Comedy, Fluff, A bit explicit (in part one), hurt/comfort a bit

WARNING(S): Didn't really proof read it or use a Grammer site to fix anything. If I got anything wrong well..ill fix it when I'm not tired (or not). If you haven't seen any BuzzFeed's thirst tweets, you have been warned. The reader is going through every stage of grief. Mentions of drinking, you being drunk, mentions of "Dick Riding", a few of thirsty comments. You're getting called "Pretty Boy." Explicit comments but nothing action, yet. You are a bottom (sorry y'all!) Kinda cringe. You fanboying non-stop.

CAREER: Idol-Bang Chan (26) + Youtuber-Y/N (25)

OTHER(S): all edited by me. Chan has a private channel but he did reveal his YouTube account in this story. Ethan, Antione and SanaVana are your best friends.

Some mistakes on the edits as well but wtv

Please reblog, like or/and comment!

(We are going to pretend this is around SKZ LALALA Era, thank you very much! Not restarting the edits!)

You couldn't believe your eyes when you opened Twitter (Or X...) As you see thousands of notifications of a certain post you made when you were drunk with your friends at a birthday party.

You felt yourself wanting to scream but all you could do is stare in shock, having your mouth hanging a bit while reading the comments stating that your idol, Bang Chan from StrayKids, read your tweet.

Not in private, but apparently he finally accepted an interview with BuzzFeed to read Thirst Tweets.

Since when did he have the balls to do that?

You groaned as you even saw the hashtags that were trending: #YnnityD-RIDE #BangChanThirstTweets #BuzzFeedBangChan #YnnityMoment

You honestly wanted to cry because you didn't know how to face your fans when you make a live stream later. You promised the fans that you were going to play that one horror game that your fans have been requesting.

At this point, you thought about just cancelling it while disappearing. Dramatic but you couldn't help it.

The Bang Chan read your tweet.

Well, you never saw the video and honestly you didn't want to. You found out that your tweet was not only read but even edited into the thumbnail with Bang Chan fine ass self beside it from a friend's screenshot.

You were mentally regretting this while weeping but you didn't want to disappoint your fans from a promise you made so you calmed yourself as you got ready to Go Live.

You place your mouse pad down and then connect a few wires into your computer. You went to your channel as you Go Live, with a title going by "Gaming and reacting to a certain video."

Just by that title, everyone immediately clicked the live.

You sat there, nervously biting your lip out of habit while fixing yourself in front of the camera.

You even waved to everyone while trying not to seem like you about to trust fall on top of a building.

"As you may see from this title, you probably know what certain video I'm going to watch, yes?"

Everyone commented "yes" while a few sent question marks but other than that they are curious of what the video is and my reaction.

"I didn't see the video yet but I immediately clicked on the app, saw my notifications, saw what's trending and even a screenshot from my friend. I am crazy embarrassed. I was drunk and the fact that she saw me tweeted this is the most crazy part. I knew she was my enemy since DAY ONE!" You shouted a bit at the end, joking but honestly not really as you make a dramatic 'number one' finger in front of the camera.

"Anyways, I already got it set up, just let me know if you guys can hear it or not..."

You mentally screamed as you tried to click on the video but you were so hesitant that the fans called you out on it.

"Y'all, we got it! Hold up, I'm just scared of how he is going to react! Ahhh!" You grabbed your forehead as you finally clicked on it.

You watched as Chan nervously laughed at the camera while introducing himself with his hot Australian accent. You felt yourself smiling as you tried not to fanboy just by his introduction.

"Ah, Hello everyone and my lovely stays! My name is Bang Chan, the leader of StrayKids, you can even call me Chris, and today...I'm finally reading your crazy thirst tweets. I don't know how I mentally agreed to this but I am curious so let's get started shall we, BuzzFeed?"

Chan chuckles nervously as he holds a plastic container full of thirst tweets.

You commented how cute he was while admiring him, ignoring slightly at your fans chat box, even not noticing a certain someone has joined your live stream and even commenting as well making the chat go crazy as they try to grab for your attention.

You continue on watching, make a few comments on the thirst tweets, stating that you agreed with half of the tweets he was reading while cooed on his blushing face:

"I want to ride his big nose"

"I wonder what else is big besides his nose, feet and butt if you know what I'm saying"

"I want that man to manhandle me so bad, it's not funny anymore."

"I want him to fuck me so bad! Uhhh PLEASE DADDY!"

You couldn't help help but laugh at a few, almost forgetting that your tweet was in this video until finally, almost at the end of the video, he pulls the last strip of paper and reads:

"Dick Riding? Yes I am. I'm jumping, hopping, creaming, screaming and latching...onto this man dick until we can't anymore. And in parentheses. We not stopping."

Chan covers his face while laughing as he re-reads the tweet again.

"Jeez, this person really must have that much energy to be going in several rounds. Not only that, this person is verified...how confident you are to send this in your official account. Not gonna lie, I feel like I know who this is..."

He squints as he tries to remember.

"I'll probably figure it out later but thank you! I don't think I have enough energy for that but we can try, yeah? Haha!"

Your eyes wide as you literally scream, jumping around and running around the room then stop running as you walk back, rewatching that clip again.

"Wait, he knows me? HE RECOGNIZES MY ACCOUNT- WAIT WHOA!" That's when you sat down on your gaming chair, literally looking like you were about to sink into the floor as you make your eyes focus on the chat that seems to be spamming non-stop.

You lean in, reading the chat as you questioned them what's wrong until you notice a channel you recognized. Of course who wouldn't recognize it, you literally have a crush on him.

The one and only Bang Chan was watching your live.

At this point, you just accepted your fate as you face palmed yourself as more comments started laughing at you.

"Om my goodness, this cannot be real. Ain't no way you are watching this stream..." You nervously said as you see him commented how cute you were.

You smiled as you started to fanboy again.

"This is so embarrassing you guys!"

Time went by as you ended your live stream. You immediately grabbed your phone and laid down on your bed as you opened Twitter (X) to see Bangchan following you.

You followed him back immediately which I guess it got his attention as he immediately texted you.

CB97: Hey, Y/N! It's nice to finally meet you, well through text that is, haha!

Ynnity: I can't believe you not only read my tweet and joined my live, you even FOLLOWED ME IN HERE!? You must be crazy!

CB97: Of course, I even have you subscribed and followed your Instagram on a private account!

CB97: And crazy? Aren't you the crazy one who sent a tweet on your official account stating you wanted to, and I quote, "Jump, hop, cream, scream, and latch onto my dick non-stop" pretty boy?

Ynnity: HELLO?

CB97: Haha, I'm just saying. Plus, you're funny so why not become friends. I'm quite a big fan of you!

You stared at his text, mostly the part when he called you a "Pretty boy" made you roll around the bed, giggling like a damn school girl. Even surprised that he was a big fan, making even more embarrassed since you always mentioned him in certain videos.

Ynnity: Sure!

Ynnity: hope you don't mind how awkward I'm going to be for a bit..I'm still embarrassed.

CB97: That's fine! I don't mind and there isn't anything to be embarrassed about baby, it's cute how you reacted

CB97: You really do love me, huh? Hahaha

You rolled your eyes as you typed your response.

Ynnity: yeah yeah whatever

CB97: Acting like that even though I literally watched your live stream and saw you admiring and commenting my every move

CB97: Anyways, I read a few of your tweets and one caught my eye

CB97: well, besides that thirst tweet, that's my fav-

CB97: That you are going to see our concert, yeah?

All you did was send a 'thumbs up' emoji, indicating that it was true that you saved up money to be in front row seats to see SKZ performance on the 3rd day.

CB97: Cool! Can't wait to see you in person! However, I need to get back to work, I'll talk to you...well you text me when you are up! Bye bye, pretty boy!

YNNITY: don't overwork yourself old man and yes bye bye to you as well!

You laughed when Chan sent a 'thumbs down' emoji as you turned off your phone, smiling again at the ceiling. You couldn't believe it, you can't wait to go to their concert in three days.

Two days have already passed as you already got dressed up for this concert.

Today is the 3rd and last day of their performance.

You are wearing a black waist coat where your belly and other skin is showing along with a leather black jacket, baggy black pants with a nice star belt around It, a spikey silver necklace and black shoes.

You brought a coat just in case it gets cold as you took pics and uploaded it onto Twitter (X), feeling cute.

You rolled your eyes at your friend's immediate response to your tweet as you walked out of your house, stepped into your car as you get ready to pick up the three dorks.

While driving to their destination, you couldn't help but think about what Chan texted you yesterday.

He is excited to see YOU.

You were biting your lip as you tried to not show a smile when you picked up Antione and apparently Ethan who were standing outside of Antione house, waiting.

They both ran inside, Antione taking the front row while Ethan sit in the back.

You then drove off again to pick up Savannah while the two teased you non-stop about getting noticed by your so called 'Future Husband' which they did stop after you threatened them that you will crash this car if they don't shut up.

You finally picked up Savannah who was excited to see StrayKids, mostly seeing all the pretty lady fans as she comments about wanting to see this one girl that she has been texting the last 5 months.

You laughed with your friends, easing your anxiety down. You all couldn't wait to go while singing, well trying to sing, the songs on the radio.

You all made it into the concert, immediately at the front seat, waiting for the concert to start. Antione had his banner ready, holding a sign that says "Changbin, date me!"

Ethan holds up a LeeBit Plushie, shaking it around while holding a picture of Lee Know next to it.

Savannah holds a sign that just says "The Lesbians (Me) loves you!"

You did think about bringing a sign but all you brought was yourself and friends along with a small Wolfchan keychain hanging around your belt area.

A bunch of fans have showed up—some recognized you as they asked to take pictures, which of course you said yes, taking a few while waving them goodbye. Even Savannah gets to meet the woman that she was talking about, laughing and flirting a bit.

As all of you continue on chattering while the whole stadium gets filled with a bunch of fans, the screens turn on showing a special StrayKids clip, showing all the members walking and posing.

Everyone screams along with you and your friends as well as you see them rising up from below the stage, into positions, ready to perform Megaverse.

You smiled, jumping a bit as the loud music started playing along with fans chanting.

You took out your phone as you started to record while singing some of the lines.

Throughout the whole concert, you and Chan were flirting around when he found you while performing Blind Spot.

He couldn't help but smile in your direction while giving you small hearts. He even goes up to you sometimes, singing a few lines—teasing you—as he walks off.

Even your friends teased you about it, again.

The concert was about to end, your whole body was practically tired from all the screaming and standing up for too long but it was worth it.

All the members lined up as they all said their thankful speech, waving all of them goodbye and couldn't wait to see their fans again next time.

You and your friends left as you forced Ethan to drive since you were so tired.

You were sitting in the front row while Antione and Savannah talked amongst themselves, sometimes Ethan joining in. While that was happening, you open Twitter to see a bunch of notifications again.

Some @ you, showing pictures with your fans along with pictures or videos of you having a moment with Chan.

You smiled as you liked all of them until you got a text from Chan, you clicked the message notification and read what he has sent you.

CB97: Hey, did you enjoy the concert?

CB97: Also you look very handsome with that outfit, very alluring.

You giggled quietly as you quickly replied to him.

Ynnity: of course I enjoyed the concert and thank you! I did say I was trying to attract people in my tweets~

CB97: You did.

CB97: You even got me as well, that one comment from your friend made me laugh that you wanted to be in my Dingie Doom Dum haha!

Ynnity: Well, what if I do? What you going to do about it hm?

Not sure where all that bravery came from but you did it. You waited for him to respond as you did see him trying to type something.

CB97: Well aren't you a brave one.

CB97: why don't you find out. I'll come to you unless you are just trying to flirt. I don't mind as long as you don't mind, love

CB97: I can make that thirst tweet into reality~

You froze as Ethan made it to his house. Seems like you were the only one left as you both stepped out, hugged each other and left.

You stepped back into your car, turning it on and drove off. You wanted to respond, but you didn't want to drive while text so you kinda drove home as fast as you can, feeling yourself getting too excited.

When you made it home, you quickly parked as you stepped out of the car and ran to the front door of your house, unlocking it.

You took out your phone again and responded to him.

Ynnity: Sorry, I was driving

You hesitated for a bit even though you were the one who started it until you finally typed out what you wanted to say.

Ynnity: I don't mind, but how are you supposed to get here? You rented a car?

You took off your shoes, placing them on a shoe rack as you take off your clothes while walking to your bedroom.

You dumped your clothes in a laundry bag, opening the closet to grab your pajamas then walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Your phone buzzed. You grab and see what he has said.

CB97: I did actually.

CB97: Send me your location, I will be there after I take a shower

You bit your lip as you sent your location, turning your phone off after that.

You step inside the shower, feeling the nice warmth of water hitting your skin as you fantasize about Chan kissing you and touching you.

You wanted this and the fact it's with your idol crush turns you on. You couldn't wait as you continued on taking a shower.

TO BE CONTINUED...

PART ONE -> PART TWO (COMING SOON)

I never wrote smut before 🐺 this sht gonna be crazy. I'm about to fight for my life.

#ftm reader #male reader #x ftm reader #x male reader #stray kids scenarios #skz scenarios #skz imagines #straykids x reader #gay #straykids x male reader #bangchan x male reader #bang chan x reader #bang chan x male reader #bang chan #bang chan x you #skz x reader #bang chan skz #x bottom male reader #bottom male reader #kpop stray kids #kpop x male reader #MR.OFFSTORY #x male readers #bang chan fanfic #bangchan #bangchan fanfic

[ellydrawsstuff]

Simple fashion girlfriends~

Bonus:

#hazbin hotel #chaggie #charlie morningstar #vaggie #charlie x vaggie #rainbowmoth #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin art #10 points if you can guess the kpop star who I stole Vaggie's outfit from! #Started this purely from being gay for whatever those hip windows are #also I've had belt and button up pics on pinterest saved for a while so I figured why not add Charlie in with that #sketch

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Wonho is the definition of big boy

#monsta x wonho #wonho #gayguy #hot male #hot male celebs #gayboy #gay men #hot celebs #gay undies #gayhot #kpop #monsta x

[stay-midnight]

Crimes in the Sheets

Synopsis: After dating for around 5 months, Seungmin thinks his sexual fantasies about you are going a bit too rampant for him to control, but somehow your phone seems more important than him.

Kim Seungmin x Male Reader

• Requested by Anon √

• Word #: 2.9K

• Warnings/Kinks: Dom/Top Kim Seungmin, Sub/Bot Male Reader, Porn Without Plot, Degradation, Praises, Corruption(?) not really, Fisting, Fingering, Breeding, Sexual Fantasies, Petnames, Mutual Masturbation, Teasing, Edging, Overstimulation, Hazy Sex, First Time w/ Seungmin (Not in a virgin-type way), Drooling, Choking, Marking, Hickeys, Unsafe Sex (Wear something to protect the erect), Aftercare, Love Showering, Kissing, Make-out, Tongue in Mouth, Seungmin is jealous of a phone. • A/N: My first fic after 10 months! (Uh- Just I hope the writing is okay cuz I have probably gotten a bit too rusty) Also corruption is not that present(?) I'm sorry anonnie who requested it! It just that I couldn't wrap my head around on how to write it... ;-; But I hope this is enough to satiate all the Seungmin stans that were waiting for a fic! (God knows you all deserve more fics...!)

Tippy-taps were the only sounds really audible in the mute atmosphere, Seungmin eyed you while pretending to scroll on his phone while you were too busy to notice as you were fiddling with your own device.

Seungmin sighs once, his voice echoing around the room before his eyes dragged over to you to see your reaction. Seungmin wanted to pout when he saw that you didn't even turn your head.

You were still focused on your phone, getting absorbed into whatever social media you were scrolling through. Seungmin was getting a bit annoyed, you two were suppose to hang out and be lovey-dovey like all couples would but here you are showing him how hyper-fixated you can be.

Seungmin sighs a second time, this time he wasn't only side-eyeing you he was full-on giving you his blank-stare. His eyes twitched slightly when he saw you smile at your handheld screen instead.

Your boyfriend's nerves irked slightly and decided to scoot closer to you.

He peeked at what you were looking at and saw that you were scrolling through Instagram and laughing slightly on some funny pictures.

Ah. So that's what is more important than me, he thought.

He wanted to divert your attention, so he eyed you for an idea.

Then it clicked, his face slowly morphed into a cute little grin.

Seungmin placed his hand on your thigh with a glint in his eyes but you just hummed when he did that, placing your head on his shoulder as you scroll through your feed.

His hands were getting antsy, so was something down there as he remembered the dreams he had about you all the time that inevitably causes him to wake up in morning sweat as well as soaked underwear.

He licked his lips as he turned his head to look down at you, still occupied. He raised his shoulder a bit as a signal to remove your head from his joint, to which you complied easily.

With excitement coursing through his veins, Seungmin started to lean into your neck, his lips touching your skin to which you responded with a small giggle at the ticklish sensation.

“Woah, there — lover boy.” You mused, your favorite nickname for him rolling off your tongue smoothly.

“What's gotten into you?”

No response as Seungmin rested his face on your neck while his hand on your thigh slowly trailed into your middle.

Seungmin kissed your soft skin with warmth despite the feeling of lust building inside him. You didn't expect this sudden shower of love from him, but you graciously accepted it as you laid your phone down on the sheets.

His lips trailed from your neck to your jaw as he kissed it lightly, you closed your eyes and savored the feeling of his supple lips.

“The things I want to do to you, jagi...” He whispers hotly against your ear, then in a sudden flash — your positions changed from sitting side by side to him pinning you down the bed with his hands beside your head.

This shocked you of course, Seungmin does not look like someone who would be this domineering. With widened eyes you respond to his early statement with a light breath. “Seung..?”

“This phone seems more important to me huh?” He gawped, tossing the aforementioned device into the nightstand.

Then it hit you — after hearing his words. Deep inside, you wanted to laugh at the fact that this puppy is jealous of your phone. Seungmin noticed as he watched your expression closely, you were on the verge of laughter. He didn't like it one bit as he glared at you eye-to-eye, all thoughts of laughing faded like the wind.

The position was not family-friendly at all as Seungmin leaned down to connect both of your lips, you were familiar with kissing him as you do it all the time anyway but something about this certain kiss was different it had... more flare in a way. Without a word exchanged, Seungmin's tongue dived first into your mouth causing a muffled sound out of you.

By no means were you a virgin but in the 5 months with Seungmin, you had never had actual sex...

Seungmin's hands creeped up your shirt, while your own gripped the side of his body, you tried hard to reciprocate in the mouthful kiss but you weren't experienced at it while Seungmin seemed relaxed and confident as he shoved the muscle down your wet cavern.

He pulled away as a long trail of saliva was made, you were breathless and dizzy already but Seungmin wasn't done it seems.

His hands inside your shirt pinched a nub, causing it to be hard and erect, your muscle tensed slightly at the sensation.

“God.. Y/N, you look so pretty like this.” he curses as his mouth dives into your neck once again, to adorn it with purple blooms and to reap more sounds out of your innocent mouth.

“Seung, fuck... yeah, that feels so so g-good.”

His hand stopped massaging your left nub and switched to your right, stimulating it to the point that you felt yourself getting harder by the minute. You tilted your head back as Seungmin kissed down your neck, down to your collarbone.

Now, impatience was waning the atmosphere — Seungmin started rutting his hips into your thighs, the glide of his hard-on was hard to miss. Seungmin couldn't help but pull back to remove his shirt — his full lean torso was a sight for a split second before he started to remove your own shirt — raising your arms and tilting your head back.

At first, you were reluctant to show skin but Seungmin immediately removed that, “Fucking beautiful for me, jagi” he mumbles in a soft tone.

“I–I hate you.” you stutter out, trying to hide that underlying smile with your palm — your heart was drumming so fast, it was louder than sound of the AC in the corner

Seungmin tore his eyes away from your chest before landing on your covered face — he guided your blocking hand away, noticing every single detail and appreciating every inch of you.

His touch burned red wherever his fingertips landed, like hot wax melting over you — that tingling sensation rose as well as the butterfly flying in your stomach as cliché it may sound like.

You decided to get a little bit brave as your hands gripped Seungmin's shorts before dragging it over to the tent in his short as a subtle moan flew through Seungmin's lips.

“You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, Y/N — I wanna ruin you like this.” His voice mesmerizes you as you couldn't help but squeeze his erection a few times.

“Yeah?” you ask in awe as you relax underneath him.

He nods.

Seungmin started to grind into your hand while he bit your nipples, ravaging it like a last meal while your own hard-on was getting uncomfortable against your last pieces of clothing.

Your boyfriend wanted to go little-by-little and enjoy the moment before the high, a little maniacal grin clouds over his expression at the different possible thoughts flowing through his brain which was unbeknownst to you.

He stills for a moment, leaving you to catch your breath as he grabs something under the cushion of his bed.

You didn't even manage to get a glimpse of it before he pounces back to you, item in hand.

“Jagi, if you ever feel it's too much.. Just say the word, "Chocolate" alright?” He proffered, staring you down before kissing your lips.

“Okay.. Okay,” you breathed out, relaxing your nerves. Seungmin drags your pants down, your underwear following soon after — your legs closed instinctively but Seungmin pried it open, his attention on your expression for any discomfort.

You faltered for a bit but allowed him to do so.

Seungmin popped open the cap of the item he was holding as he towered over your body, then you felt something soft against your lips once again as you returned his kiss with want as well.

He positions your body so that your ass was more accessible to him, his fingers that were moist with something teased your puckered hole.

“Please, Seungmin — just quick..!” You assert when Seungmin pulled away from your swollen lips.

“You aren't in control here–not after ignoring me, my little slut.” Your eyes widened at the nickname, but at the same time — your dick twitched and Seungmin couldn't help but smile as he noticed that.

“So you like that huh?” He mocks.

“N-No..” you countered, only for him to shove two fingers immediately in your hole, the burning feeling making you bite back a moan.

He leans down towards your ear, his voice deepening, “I hear that now, but later — you'll be nothing but like a cumsock.” A

A shudder passed your whole body at the way he worded it, the head of your cock burned with each passing second without stimulation. “Seung, fuck...”, you cursed before he hit something with his digits that made your toes curl up in pleasure.

“Sir. Call me sir, slut.” he insists as a breath leaves your lips.

“Wh-Wha— N— Fuck!” you swore as he pressed his long fingers hard on a sensitive spot

A moan left you as he kept abusing a certain spot inside of you. Seungmin pulls his finger out, ripping a whine from you.

“Sir, fuck– Sir please..!” You begged, struggling helplessly as Seungmin watched your cock bounce while you thrust upwards to no avail.

“That's right, baby boy–God, you look so hot like this”

Seungmin's sweet praises rang in your ear like strings being strummed on a guitar, like light chords and tunes going in one ear then out the other. Seungmin's free hand wandered back into your chest, thumb massaging an erected bud as he took off his shorts with one hand. You couldn't tear your gaze away from his cock, pretty pink lush on the tip with veins popping on the side — size didn't matter for you but god that looked bigger than you thought.

Your boyfriend's face showed a condescending grin as he noticed your staring, his ego inflating over the edge.

A gasp shot out of your mouth as soon as Seungmin's hand wrapped both around your cocks, the friction of his cock against yours as well as Seungmin's hand was pure bliss, and you couldn't help but thrust your hips up and chase the pleasure.

Seungmin watched as your own pre-cum was enough to coat both of your cocks evenly—he let out a groan, finding your neediness hot.

You set up a faster pace — you were basically fucking his hand at this point — desperation clings to your raspy breaths as you chase that inevitable high but of course Seungmin had other ideas than to end his fantasies in such a short-lived way.

He pulls his hand away much to your disappointment.

“Wh-Why... Seu–Sir, god— H-Hand...” You babbled endlessly, your hand lingering over both your cocks wanting to release but Seungmin tsks at your disobedience. He grabs your free hands and pins it up your head—he wouldn't let you do as you please that easily.

A whine escaped your throat, still helplessly thrusting upwards and struggling against his grip — gaining pleasure from the friction of Seungmin's cock against yours, his dick resting just above your own.

“Disobedient slut, aren't you?” He says monotonously with a scowl on his face.

He hikes your legs up as you look up at him teary-eyed.

Your ass was fully exposed to him as he positioned his cock against your pulsating entrance — your breath caught in your throat as you felt the head of his dick prod your rim but not pushing in at all.

You awaited the oncoming onslaught but Seungmin was not about to let you feel that gratification that easily.

With a grin, he leans down to mouth at your neck as he keeps his cock at bay — like withholding food from a hungry man.

Your hips sink down against his hard cock with want but doesn't do anything except make Seungmin's cock glide against the crack of your ass — he grins, knowing you were at the verge of breaking which was what he wanted in the first place. To break you as a punishment.

Seungmin's hand couldn't help but wander to your neglected cock — as to add insult to injury; he jerks it off, once or twice as a tease and that was it for you.

A sob left your mouth as you relaxed into the bed, mind too hazy to notice.

A chuckle emerged from your boyfriend as he shoved his entire cock into you in one go, moaning lowly at the feeling of your walls against his sensitive dick.

“Fuck, so tight—just for me.”

“Mm, sirrr...” You said empty-headed in response, his cock reaching and hitting places that made you quiver in total euphoric pleasure, he was leaking inside you — already coating your walls while languidly rutted inside you, his speed increasing by the minute.

“Good fucking slut.” he gruffly babbles, palm squeezing your thighs intensely— for sure to leave red hand marks in the aftermath.

Seungmin was sure to hit your prostate, multiple times — milking it for what it's worth and creating that onset feeling within your abdomen.

Moans, gurgles and the creaking of the wooden bed were the only sounds bouncing off his apartment's walls, for sure — Seungmin's neighbors are gonna be angry at him, the next day.

“Close, jagi?” he asks roughly, as he pulls your hips back onto his cock — making you feel every inch of him.

You nod twice, drool escaping from your swollen lips as every glide of Seungmin's cock against your walls continues the building orgasm.

On instinct, Seungmin moves his hand up your body and wraps it around your neck — your breath catching on your throat at the restriction. Seungmin slams his cock inside you with vigor, his balls hitting the cleft of your ass cheek at the power of his thrusts. Your eyes rolls back at your airways being blocked as you

With one last hit towards your prostate — you spurt your release untouched with a scratchy moan.

You gasp against Seungmin's chokehold as white comes out of tip like an endless stream, electric shock coursing through your body at the intensity.

Seungmin's hand leaves a print on your neck as he pulls away, air finally filling your lungs desperately.

Seungmin is in awe of your fucked-out expression and couldn't help but reach for your cock that was dribbling with cum — he jerks it off in rhythm with his erratic thrust, fucking you through your orgasm as all you could do was whine as you reached out to touch Seungmin's chest, finger catching on his nipples.

Seungmin welcomes the extra stimulation on his lean body, his thrust going faster and harder until and with the release of Seungmin's held breath, his hips stilling as he soils your insides with white, thick release.

He breathes heavily as he slumps on top of you — your chest touching and sticky with your fluid. “Mmm, Seung— heavy, get off me.” You mumble, clenching around him with a groan.

Seungmin laughs bubbly, “Still not done, baby boy.” He whispers, pulling out of your slick hole with a pop, his cum gently streaming out of your rim before he positions his finger back in, one digit then comes two.

“Mmm...”

“Like that?” Seungmin says, motioning his wrist perfectly to that sensitive spot.

“A-Ah.. Yeah...” You confirm with a modest nod, enjoying the pleasure from Seungmin's long fingers.

Two fingers shortly turn to three as Seungmin shoves his digits inside your cum-slicked hole — loving the way you clench and stiffen at the feeling.

A few minutes passed as Seungmin played with your hole to yours and to his surprise — he added another finger, then the last until your hole managed to fit his whole fist in.

“Fuck, you're so loose from me, jagi.” He comments as he thrust his entire fist inside you as you let out trembling breaths at the burning stretch. Seungmin manages to get it in up until his wrist before he stills his hand inside of you, your chest heaved before he finally pulls his whole hand out — your hole unclenching as Seungmin's cum drips out.

Seungmin immediately straightens his body and peppers your face with soft kisses, you exhale shakily — gripping into Seungmin's bicep as you let him shower you with love. “You were so good, so good for me—jagi, so pretty.”

Though your entire body ache from a passionate and rough time, you smiled up at your lover, “Yeah, yeah—lover boy.” You mumble through closed lashes, feeling a bit cloudy still as Seungmin touches your parts of your body that he marked up fondly.

“Good?” he asks attentively.

“Yeah, was' fun.”

“Need anything, love?”

“Nope, just sleep...” you grumble, exhausted from the 'activity'.

“Better rest up, cuz we still have lots to continue later~ Oh- and I'm confiscating your phone.” He says with a tooth-eating grin, you rolled your eyes at that — grabbing the nearest pillow and hitting him straight in the cheek as he reaches for your phone.

“Hey— Ow!”

You laughed loudly, as you stood up and ran with a limp towards the kitchen area.

“Oh no you didn't— Get the fuck ba—”Seungmin cuts himself off by tripping on the blanket.

Your annoying laugh echoed at Seungmin's misfortune but when Seungmin gets his hands on you... Hmm, there's no telling.

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[nino-rox]

Choi Yeonjun x Male Reader | S.M

Warnings: NSFW Gay Sex, Sexual themes (unprotected sex, consensual sex, degradation, rough), FwB Top Yeonjun and Bottom male reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

“I don- I don’t think it’ll fi- AAAHhh,” you yelped in pain as you felt Yeonjun shove his entire length inside you without warning. Before you could take a moment to catch your breath, he pulled out almost entirely and thrust himself back into you.

You feel the heat coming from between your legs again, and there is nothing you can do to stop yourself from squirming against him. You whimper and whine as his thick dick fills every inch of your insides. Tears flowed down your eyes as Yeonjun spanked you with every thrust saying, “You like that slut? You like my cock fucking your slut hole?” in a deep voice.

“Ahhhhhh… Yeon… Jun…. Please… It hurts so much. Slow down a bit,” you said as you begged for mercy.

But Yeonjun just laughed at you, saying, “slutty bitch, do you really want me to slow down? Your mouth says slow down, but your hole is saying something else entirely,” He lifted your ass up and slammed his dick into you as hard as he could.

With tears streaming down your face, you gasp loudly as you feel his cock hit your prostate, making you elicit sinful moans of pleasure, but Yeonjun wasn’t finished yet.

He took hold of your arms with one hand while grabbing your hair with the other, forcing you on all fours as he plunged his cock deep inside you over and over again. Each time, it hits your G-spot, causing you to cry out as your body shuddered violently.

Your feet were now resting flat on the ground. At the same time, you hung onto the edge of the bed, crying out each time Yeonjun thrust inside you, your hole being abused by this man, who you barely knew. Still, here you were, letting him do whatever he wanted to you, helpless and at his mercy - and you loved it.

It seemed he couldn’t get enough of you either because he kept pumping harder and faster until he shot his load inside you. Your walls clamped around his cock, squeezing the last drop of cum out of him before you collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. Only to get grabbed by the hair as he said, “We’re not done till you pass out slut.”

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[miinatozakiii]

moonlight serenade

kindergarden teacher!sana x fem!reader. (pt. 3)

summary: sana finds you even cuter after seeing you in shark pj's, you two are hopeless lesbians, you drive sana home and it's more romantic than it should be – oh my god you're not a mother?

wc: 5.3k

warnings: mentions of food, i think that's it ; reader has tattoos ; u two are hopeless romantics ; lesbians being lesbians

pt 1. pt2. pt4.

a/n: I love jazz. I've been listening to jazz in a bakery/cafe while writing each part actually. pls listen to moonlight serenade by ella fitzgerald, it's a work of art and one of my all time favorites :-D

(are lyrics in fics corny? I have no idea. I just love jazz and thought this song was perfect for this part.)

trying to write as much before I move! enjoy ;-]

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“Are you actually serious?” Jihyo says, placing her cup of coffee down. Sana pinches the bridge of her nose and lets out a small breath,

“Jihyo, I don’t know what to do,” Sana says defeatedly.

Two months have passed by and that means two months of seeing you every now and then. Johnny, your brother, has returned from his business trip, so he ended up being the one to take Hana to school in the morning and the one to pick her up in the afternoon. You, however, were not going to miss the chance to see this lovely woman named Sana. 5'4 inches of pure beauty and charm. So, you convinced him to let you take Hana to school once or twice a week just to see who you think is the woman blessed by Aphrodite. 

I mean, the temperature is dropping, and the warmth that spreads through your body when you see Sana is definitely something you need for this weather.

Every week Sana would see you in the morning once or twice. You two would exchange your friendly greetings before Hana goes off to chat with her new best friend Jiyeong, you’d stare at each other all lovingly (you two are oblivious, it’s sick), and then part ways. Rinse and repeat, reuse, reduce, recycle, etc, this went on for two damn months. 

Sana would never say anything more, she wouldn’t flirt, she wouldn’t ask you out, and she wouldn’t do anything but be friendly. She still believed that you were literally her student’s mother, and there was a guilt that got heavier every time her heart did a flip from seeing you.

Each interaction sparked a small flame in your hearts, and just before it grew bigger, you’d wave goodbye; the flame would die again, never growing large enough to really warm you two the way you both needed.

“Sana… I honestly have no clue what to say,” Jihyo starts, and she looks at the young teacher in front of her, practically losing her mind, “I mean, you’re sure she’s her mom?”

“Yes, I mean, the girl’s dad and her take turns dropping her off and whatnot. I'm not going to be more delusional than I already am trying to find anything that makes her seem less like a mother, I mean, it's clear that she is the mother of that girl.” Sana explains, and her heart sinks a little, “I guess her dad is nice, though, and tall, I don’t know.” Sana groans. 

Jihyo watches Sana stick out her signature little pout and swirl the coffee in her cup, 

“Well… There are always others, no?”

“I don’t know, it’s just something about her Jihyo,” and Jihyo listens with interest, “I just, ever since we met, I feel like, there was some kind of… god this is so embarrassing…” Sana trails off, putting a hand on her forehead and pinching her eyes shut from slight embarrassment. Sana reminisces the way you’d joke about Hana making your wrinkles appear if she kept it up with her little antics, how you’d make her laugh at your little comments, and the way your eyes scan the room for her in the mornings and -

“You’ve been a hopeless romantic since we were roommates, I’ve probably heard worse.” Jihyo sighs, and she reminisces about the days when Sana and she had to share a small single-bedroom dorm, and how she would gush about anything and romanticize everything. 

“Look, she’s just so pretty… Maybe we could just be friends? She’s sweet.” Sana suggests, and Jihyo laughs in disbelief.

“You want to be friends with someone’s mother that you also, or, might have a crush on?”

“Maybe.” 

-

You let yourself in through the front door with your spare keys, hanging your jacket on the coat hanger and sliding your shoes off, setting them on the shoe rack. 

There’s a faint melody of a slow, soft song playing, and there’s a low voice that hums along to the old tune. It fits the atmosphere of the quiet house on a Thursday night.

You creep through the hall quietly to see your brother in the dimmed kitchen washing a few plates. He’s in a navy long-sleeved shirt with its sleeves rolled up so water doesn't temporarily shade his apparel, and loose shorts that go down to just above his knees. His hair is a bit messy, and he looks nerdy with his circular black glasses on. You laugh at the sight of him in his pajamas and slides, he jumps a little and turns his head in surprise after hearing you.

“My god, at least text me.” He sighs, and you chuckle at him. You make your way over to the area where he is and sit across from him at the kitchen island, he directs his attention back to the dirty plate in his hand, “Did you need something?”

“Kinda.”

“You know where everything is, just grab it if you need it. Also, be quiet, Hana just fell asleep.” Johnny responds, turning off the sink and placing the white dish in the dishwasher. 

“It’s not a physical thing, I just… maybe some advice, or at least your thoughts.”

“...On?”

“There’s this girl,”

"Oh," He mumbles quietly, “You’re ready to date again?”

“I think so,” You begin, “She’s different you know. Not like that girl in high school. She’s actually the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and she’s sweet and nice and caring and-”

“How long have you known her?”

“Two months...”

“So it is Ms. Minatozaki.” Johnny scoffs, though, not in an insulting way, more of an ‘I fucking knew it’ way. He picks up a rag and starts to wipe it on the countertop.

You look at your taller brother in surprise, “How did you know?”

“Hana tells me all about you two y’know? Why else would you willingly wake up earlier than you should to drop off my daughter at school? And, she tells me that you ask about her teacher?” He laughs, “You’re not good at hiding things, never have been.”

“Hey!” You say defensively, and a little too loud as it makes him put a finger to his lips,

“Lower your voice.” 

“Sorry.” You mumble, laying your head on your palm. Johnny turns his body to face you instead of the counter connected to the sink that he had previously been wiping,

“Soooo, what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know Johnny.”

“You think she likes you?” He asks, genuinely curious about your new interest. Johnny grabs two glasses of water and places them on the counter, then sits down to the right of you, making sure to give his full attention to you. 

Johnny has always been a good brother, and you two had your necessary brother-sister moments where you were at each other's throats; in fact, you’d bicker all the damn time and it even went on into high school. However, you two always had each other’s backs. Even when you hated each other there would be moments where you two were the only ones who understood each other, and sometimes time seemed to stop when you’d talk about the deeper topics and anything bothering you two. 

And so, time slows down as Johnny listens to your rant.

“We’re friendly, I mean, what am I thinking? I feel slightly delusional I won’t even lie,” You sigh, “She’s so pretty and sweet and I just, I really want to get to know her. Like ever since I met her I felt like… It’s so corny but I swear the world literally paused for a moment.” You add, shifting your look away from your older brother.

How are you supposed to tell your brother that this woman that you’ve known for two months is making you lose some sleep, and, by the way, you haven’t even had a full conversation with her either. You think of the woman that you go out of your way to run into and see for ten minutes a day total, twice a week. You think of her radiant smile that rivals the sun's rays, the voice that’s more soothing than any song on your playlist, and the way her eyes light up when she sees you, and -

“You’re head over heels, huh,” Johnny says, amused.

“Don’t be ridiculous, I barely know her.” you lie,

“Well, you could.”

“And how am I supposed to do that? ‘Oh hey I think of you day and night just because I think you’re cute and nice and I think I almost overfilled a cup of cold brew while daydreaming about you, uh maybe we could go out sometime?’”

“Maybe don’t say that much, dumbass.” Your older brother says playfully, “Just start with a compliment or something, you seriously suck at this romance stuff.”

“Thanks,” You mutter, rolling your eyes, “But what if she thinks that’s weird? I’m literally her student’s aunt.”

“Maybe,” Johnny sighs and finishes the water in his cup, “Maybe you should get some rest, y/n. If you lose sleep over this woman who you’ve never had a full conversation with, imagine how much sleep you’ll lose when you finally do.” He stands up and makes his way over back to the sink to rinse the glass cup you had gotten him for his last birthday, “So, maybe you should catch up on rest now and rant to me when you finally have the balls to actually make a conversation with her, then I could actually give you some decent advice."

“You suck.”

“I want to give you my feedback and advice, but this is literally all I can say right now: ask her out and come back to me.”

“This is too much.”

“You’re a loser, y/n.” Johnny jokes, and he takes the cup that you hadn’t touched away and then rinses it.

-

You don’t even get to plan anything or prepare yourself for your next interaction with Sana, and you look stupid when you run into her too.

You’re at the nearest convenience store in an oversized t-shirt that was your brothers’, the gray shirt with a shark graphic on it that was too comfy to not steal. Paired with that tee were plaid shorts and white socks with more sharks on them that you had gotten from Hana last Christmas, along with grayish-green clogs on your feet. 

You were dressed like a college student that was on a budget, and of course, you had to run into the woman of your dreams at a convenience store at 12:24 am on a Friday night while looking stupid.

Sana had run into you while you scanned the drinks section. You didn’t notice her calling out your name while there was pop music playing in your earbuds, and when you turned to see who had tapped on your shoulder your eyes widened.

Sana held a small basket in her hand, and she wore a purple sweatshirt along with gray sweatpants, much more presentable than what you were wearing. Your face goes red as you realize that she’s caught you looking ridiculous, all while she looks perfect.

Her hair is clipped up and some strands fall over her face, and she looks so unbelievably adorable just standing there smiling at you.

“Hi.” She says, looking you up and down. 

She scans your whole look and gets a little flustered by how precious you look. Your hair is messed up and disheveled at the roots, as if you’d just gotten out of bed and ran a hand through it. The oversized t-shirt drowned your figure in comfort, and your inked, toned forearms were revealed. The t-shirt you wore had a cute shark graphic on it, Sana had guessed that your daughter had something to do with why you had that shirt. She smiles at the sight of you in such comfy clothing, looking lovely as ever while you stare back at her. 

“Hey.” You respond, taking out an earbud,

“It’s surprising to see you here y/n,” Sana giggles, “Thirsty?” She questions, and she’s peeking at the vitamin water in one of your hands.

“I guess so.” You mumble, biting the inside of your cheek and putting a hand in your pocket, “It’s pretty surprising to see you here too.” You add. Surprising, but wow, definitely lucky. When would you ever see her looking so comfy and out of her workplace looking so cute? 

Sana giggles and you feel like a huge gust of wind has hit you so suddenly, about to hit you off your feet. You smile brightly. 

“I couldn’t sleep, I wanted something to snack on,” Sana shrugs. You glance at her basket and see some spicy turtle chips in the basket,

“Eating something spicy at this time is new to me, most people would have something warm, no?”

“Maybe.” Sana mutters, “I like your outfit, by the way.” 

Your ears turn red again and you look down at your clothing, “Yeah… It’s a shirt from Hana’s dad, haha, that’s why it’s so big.”

Sana’s heart sinks a bit at the mention of Hana’s dad. 

Sana and Johnny had met other times, and Sana thought he was nice, sweet, and she can't lie he does has a nice smile, but not as nice as yours. He treated Hana with care; Sana could tell he loved her dearly, as much as you did. 

“I see, I like it. The two of them must love sharks, she always draws them during class.”

“She and her dad are very similar, lots of shark things in the house. I prefer koalas.” You reply. You wonder why the hell you’re mentioning koalas at this time, at this moment in this place, but it doesn’t matter because it seems to spark some kind of conversation with the woman in front of you, and Sana thinks it’s cute, actually. 

“Koalas?” She questions amusingly, "They’re cute. I think hamsters are cuter, though.” 

“hamsters?”

“Mhm.” 

You chuckle at her response and wonder, how does she get cuter every time? Sana turns her head to eye at the drinks, then makes her way to the refrigerator door to grab one for herself, she grabs a canned iced americano and turns her body to face you again, 

“Do you live near? I feel like I would’ve run into you sooner if you did.” Sana says, looking at the can in her right hand. 

“Uh - no. The nearest convenience store closes at 12, so I just drove around until I found one open.” You answer, “Do you live near?” You ask. You wonder if the question is too weird or creepy to ask, I mean, this is a woman you don’t know too well, and would it be weird to ask a person you find so attractive where they live?

“Kind of. It’s a fifteen-minute walk, maybe less, give or take. The one right next to my place is closed too.”

“You walked? At this time?” You question her. Worry takes over your whole body because she walked alone? In the dark? At this hour? 

Sana just hums in response, “Yeah, the neighborhood is really quiet and not too bad.”

“Still, you should’ve driven or something.”

“I don’t drive.” She simply states. You furrow your brows. She just stares back at you with those big brown eyes, it almost makes you forget about worrying.

She walks past you and heads to the self-checkout, you follow. There's a sudden idea that pops up in your mind, and you usually wouldn't be so bold to suggest or ask anything so direct, but it's twelve in the morning and your mind is too scrambled to make or think of any decent decisions.

“Sana,” You murmur, voice just barely above a whisper as you find the confidence for what you’re about to say, “Uh- this might be a little weird to ask, but, um…” You stutter, why the hell are you stuttering? She’s staring at you with those large espresso-colored eyes that remind you of your job at the moment, and the longer she stares back at you the more your mind races. This woman has your heart doing flips and pounding through your chest, you can barely manage your thoughts and words,

“Yes?”

“Uh, could I take you home?” You finally say, barely managing to make eye contact with her and it’s a humbling experience as your usually leveled (at least you think) demeanor crumbles under the presence of this woman.

“You don’t have to. It’s late and I don’t want to cause you too much trouble, y/n.” 

“I’d be much more troubled if I knew you were walking home alone at this time, I insist.”

“Alright then. Let me pay first.”

You pause for a moment and Sana just turns back around, scanning the chips and canned coffee she had in her basket. It’s almost 12:30 now, and a pretty girl is letting you take her home. This wonder of the world is letting your disheveled self take her home.

-

“You have a nice car,” Sana says. She's never had a thing for cars or really knew too much about them. She's only paid attention to Jihyo’s five-seat white Lexus and the black, modified BMW that belonged to her childhood friend Momo. Other cars don't really matter or stand out to her, but Sana’s interest in you grows when she first sees the green Mercedes. Five-seated car looks nice and neat from the outside, for some reason, it really catches her attention. When she sits in the passenger seat she’s hit with the smell of coconut and vanilla. There are two things hung from the internal rearview mirror: One, a small keychain of a koala, and two, a picture of you and Johnny.

Sana can’t help but smile at the picture of you two, you two look happy.

You start the engine and put on your seatbelt before putting the drink you bought in the cup holder. You press on the screen in your car and a slow jazz melody plays. Of course, it had to be a love song. 

“I’ve never seen your tattoos up close, they’re really pretty.” Sana suddenly says as you start to move out of where you were parked. Her eyes scan from your upper forearm, where the tattoo started, and down to where it ended just below your wrist, “I only saw a bit of them when you had dropped Hana off the first day.” Sana added.

She wanted to add on about how she also noticed the tattoo just under your knuckles too, and how she found the ink on your skin so endearing. She wanted to tell you all about the things she found attractive about you. From the noticeable things like your bold features to the little things she’s noted in her mind from every meeting. The way you’d always run a hand through your beautiful hair once or twice, the eye contact you couldn’t hold with her, the way you bit the inside of your cheek when you were quiet, the way your fingers often tugged at the beaded bracelet on your hand, how cute it was to watch you say bye to your daughter, and various other little details. Sana wanted to tell you all about those things, but that would be incredibly weird, right?

“Oh, yeah, thank you. I got the tattoo on my forearm a couple of years ago. Hana picked out the butterfly on my hand last year, actually.” You say, looking at the screen of your car as you back up a bit, making sure you don’t hit anything. 

“Oh, also, you can type the address on my phone. Here.” You add, handing her the device. Sana types in her address quickly and it pops up on the screen. It’s a quick 4-minute drive, and you both wished it were a bit longer.

The music continues to play softly while you two sit in silence, and it somehow makes the mood a bit more intimate whilst the faint sound of Ella Fitzgerald's voice echoes,

I stand and I wait 

For the touch of your hand in the June night 

The roses are sighing 

A moonlight serenade

Your breath hitches, “Um, you can change the song if you want…” You say embarrassed. Sana shakes her head and mumbles, 

“It’s alright. I like it, It’s cute.” She admits, making you blush a bit. You grip the wheel a little tighter as you stop at the red light. The heartfelt lyrics fill the air with a romantic hum, and only the tender melody is heard as you sit together in silence.

The stars are aglow

 And tonight how their light sets me dreaming 

My love, do you know 

That your eyes are like stars brightly beaming?

Sana’s heartbeat skips a little knowing that you listen to such romantic melodies, and she wonders if you love as romantically as such songs. Her mind wanders to the thought of you serenading her in the moonlight, or serenading her in a more domestic setting. The sudden thought of you humming along to these tunes while you cooked or cleaned allowed made her cheeks flush a bit. Jihyo was right: Sana is a hopeless romantic. She’s too far in to get out of the hole of these feelings, and her heart aches a little, the guilt piles up.

You on the other hand are freaking out.

Sana likes your lovey-dovey taste in music, and she seems content (Sana's having a crisis). Maybe you do have a chance with this woman, I mean, she’s already in your car and letting you take her home. Maybe you can do this again, maybe you can listen to songs like this together in a more intimate setting rather than your car, and maybe you can do more than just listen to Ella Fitzgerald together. All the maybe’s in your head are cut short as you reach her place and park in front of her apartment complex. 

“We’re here.” You mutter, and you wish you weren’t.

Sana nods and reaches for the eco-friendly bag she had set down, unbuckles her seatbelt, then turns so that her eyes stare into yours with a new intensity. She puts her left hand on your right hand that had been gripping the gear shift ever so gently, your jaw tenses a bit and your left hand that had been on the wheel tightens its hold once more. She looks from your eyes to your lips, then back to your eyes again. Your heart is suddenly an acrobat the way it's doing so many flips.

“Thank you again, I appreciate it.” She says, and her other hand is on the handle of the door, ready to get out, but she doesn’t.

“Anytime, I didn’t want you to be out alone at this time.” you wonder how that sentence leaves your mouth so calmly because your heart is beating at least two hundred times per minute. 

Sana’s lips curve into a smile again and you relax a bit,

“Well,” Sana starts, and she opens the door, “I’ll see you soon?”

“I’m picking up Hana on Monday.”

“Great. See you then, y/n.” She finally says, turning away and getting out of the car. You two look at each other again and your eye contact lingers a bit before she finally closes the door, waves, and turns to head inside the apartment complex. 

The music continues to play, and your heart longs for her once again.

I stand at your gate

And I sing you a song in the moonlight 

A love song, my darling 

A moonlight serenade

-

A week passes after this encounter, and Sana is currently giving the kids an announcement that might have them jumping off the walls.

“Alright everyone in your seats please.” She says kindly. The students listen to her and shuffle to their seats, some chatter being shared as they do so. Sana claps her hands in a pattern to bring the students’ attention to her, and they clap their hands the same way that she had, quieting down in the process.

“Alright everyone, before I make this announcement, I need everyone to behave and not get too rowdy, okay?”

“Yes Ms. Minatozaki!” The class answers enthusiastically. Sana nods and smiles at them,

“Alright. So, there’s a special trip that is planned for you all next week.” She begins. The kids' faces start to light up after hearing the words “special trip” and almost all of them are itching to get more details on it. Sana’s face seems to light up with theirs from just looking at the excitement on their faces, so she continues,

“Next Wednesday we will be spending the day at the art museum downtown. There are going to be multiple people guiding you throughout the museum, and you’ll be able to learn about the art.” Sana explains, “And, at the end of the trip we’ll all meet back at a special room where you can paint along with an instructor.”

The kids’ smiles grow even wider, some are whispering to each other while others continue to keep their attention on the young teacher. 

“Now, I also wanted to add that we will be needing some chaperones to help look after the class. I have some papers that I’ll give to you, make sure you show them to your mom, dad, or guardian. If they’d like to tag along to help out that would be great, and highly encouraged.” Sana says, pulling out a pile of papers from her desk, she begins to pass around said forms.

-

An hour passes and it’s free choice time. Hana walks up to the young teacher with the form that Sana had previously handed out. Sana smiles at the young girl and tilts her head,

“What is it, Hana? Is everything okay?” The young teacher questions,

“Um, Ms… What does guardian mean? You said mom, dad, and guardian earlier. Does that mean grown up?” Hana asks, and she looks at the paper as if her five-year-old self can read the whole thing with ease, 

“I guess so. It’s an adult who takes care of you.” Sana explains to the girl. The girl hums to herself and furrows her brows,

“Does that mean y/n can come?”

“Of course, she’s your mom isn’t she?” Sana asks, and she’s confused as to why the girl looks up at her in surprise,

“My mom?” 

“Yes… She’s your mom, no?”

“Ms. Minatozaki, Y/n is my aunt.” 

Sana’s whole world stops for a moment. Y/n is her aunt? 

“So your dad and her are…?”

“Y/n is my papa’s younger sister, she always jokes about him being so old,” Hana says, laughing to herself.

Sana genuinely stops functioning as she processes this new information: You’re not taken. Fireworks set off in her heart and confetti seems to pop: you’re not her mom. All the guilt that had been on her shoulders from thinking she was infatuated with a taken mother is gone, and it all makes sense now. Sana wonders how stupid she could’ve been, I mean, you and Hana’s dad had similar features, face shape, hair texture, and color. The young teacher had also realized that Hana only called you by your name, and not “mommy” or “mom” or anything like that; how could she have been so stupid?

“Ms. Minatozaki?”

“Oh, yeah, yes Hana. Y/n can come, of course, she can.” Sana says, and she really hopes you do come. Hana smiles and looks back at her paper before talking to her teacher again,

“You know, my aunt, she asks about you a lot.” 

“She does?” Sana says, her heart skips a beat. Hana nods and looks back up at the teacher,

“She always asks about how school was, but she always ends up asking more about you and how you were during the day.” Sana’s eyes widen and she looks at the young girl in front of her, exposing you for being so interested in her. 

The flame in her heart grows bigger, and it seems that the flame has no intention of dying down now that she knows you’re not Hana’s mother. Hana turns around and makes her way back to her desk to color after seeing that Sana wasn’t capable of responding again, and Sana doesn't even notice. Hana sits down unbothered, not knowing that she just turned Sana’s whole mood around, not knowing that this new piece of information will have her daydreaming the rest of the day – no, the rest of the week – maybe the rest of the month.

-

The school day comes to an end and the usual routine occurs: bell rings, kids scream, talk, and practically leap out of their seats to get in line to go to the entrance of the building. Sana waits with her usual group of eight, which includes Hana, and she hopes that today would be the day that you decided to pick her up. You had already picked Hana up on Monday, but now it’s Wednesday and those are the days that Hana’s dad would usually pick the little girl up, great.

-

Forty minutes pass and Sana sits down at the main office with Hana, no one had come to pick her up yet. Hana seems to be unbothered by this as she colors and draws on the sheet of paper that Sana had given her to cure her boredom, but she worries slightly since Jihyo still waits for her in the front. 

Sana texts Jihyo a string of apologies and explanations and before she reads the instant reply, the sound of heavy breaths are heard as a familiar face enters the room, looking around all worried until her body relaxes when she sees her niece.

Y/n lets out a sigh of relief seeing Hana sitting down, coloring as if there wasn’t a single problem in the world. Her look shifts over to Sana, who is already looking at her. Their eyes meet and it makes the two women smile at one another.

“Hana,” your voice makes the little girl turn her head. She smiles and runs up to hug you, leaving her art on the desk,

“Aunt y/n!” And this is the first time Sana hears the little girl actually call you her aunt, she wishes that she would’ve called you aunt earlier (it would've saved her sleepless nights of wondering what the hell to do with her feelings, but at least she knows now). 

You hug the little girl back and swipe away the strands of hair on her face, “Hi little one. Your dad had something come up at work, I rushed over as soon as my shift ended.” You explain. You turn back to share eye contact with the young teacher, eyes narrowing and lips curving upwards as you smile at her, “Thank you for watching her, I’m sorry for being so late.”

“It’s all right, really.” It’s more than all right, Sana thinks. 

You grin again and turn your attention back to your niece, “Ready to go?”

“Yup!” 

“Okay little one, come on.” and you crouch down to let her wrap around your shoulders, letting her piggyback ride you. You grab the art that your niece had made on the table and finally stand in front of Sana, thanking her.

“I’m sorry again, thank you so much.”

“It’s no problem, it’s nice to see you again,” Sana admits, a bit shyly too. The grin that’s already present on your lips grows and you wave to the shorter woman,

“I’ll see you.” You finally say, waving with your free hand and turning your head to the little one, “Let’s get going, your dad will be back by dinner.” You mutter, and Hana hums tiredly in response before you head out the main office doors, taking a quick glance at Sana, smiling again.

…

Jihyo’s going to lose her mind when I tell her all of this, Sana thinks to herself.

#sana imagines #kpop x reader #sana x reader #twice sana #twice x reader #gay gay gay #twice imagines #minatozaki sana #sana fluff

[moonlustav]

~Gym buddies

Mingyu x Seungcheol

(Repost from ao3)

Warnings: Graphic sexual content, dirty talk, gay sex, semi-public sex, gym sex, kissing, spanking, oral sex, rimming, anal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, filp fucking, multiple orgasms

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The air had a hot, sticky quality to it with the thick pungent scent of sweat wafting through the space. It was a good smell, the best smell, one that had both Mingyu and Seungcheol’s hormones racing. The gym was barren this time of night, the red colored analog clock on the wall reading 12:36am. This was exactly how they liked it, just the two of them pumping iron with only the sound of their own breathing being heard. 

The gym was their special alone time together, a time where they could really connect, strengthening both their bodies and their bond. While most of their group members hit the gym every once and while, no one was as dedicated to working out as they were. They loved the burning satisfaction it delivered, the beaming feeling of accomplishment, the swell of their muscles after a good sesh. But it could be a challenge to get themselves to the gym, especially with their busy schedules and the brutal effects performing had on their bodies. They needed something to keep them motivated, something to ease the pain of working out and add some much needed pleasure to the experience.

It wasn’t a secret that the two of them had the highest sex drives of all the Seventeen members, by far the hardest to satisfy. For the other members sex with each other was really just a once in a while opportunity, only occurring when they didn’t have anyone else to stick their dick in. But Mingyu and Seungcheol had surging sexual chemistry, some would say almost animalistic. They could go at it three to four times a day if they had the chance. And each time was like their last, pounding each other with every ounce of strength they could conjure, belting deep harsh moans that resonated through the thin walls of their dorm. While the members were all for sex positivity, their antics were starting to affect their sleep schedules. It got to the point where they had to put their foot down, banning their sexual activities from the dormroom all together. Mingyu and Seungcheol understood, but it was hard to keep their hands off each other and they rarely had the time to book a hotel room for some proper alone time. So they would mostly opt for dry handjobs in random parking lots or quickes in the bathroom stall between their schedule. It was always good, but it wasn’t the same as before. They wanted to be able to take their time, go at their own pace and not feel the pressure of having to nut as soon as they physically could. 

They soon discovered the HYBE gym was the perfect place to have some alone time as it was almost always barren past midnight. At times they would spend hours at the gym, edging each other to the brink of passing out, fucking until their holes were raw and their balls were completely emptied with juices. It was amazing, life changing really, being able to fully give in to all their desires without the worry of disturbing others. And tonight was different than no other.

“4…5…6…” Mingyu counted in a whispery voice, lips pressed to Cheol’s ear, straddled on his lap as the older one pushed up on the chest press. Their t-shirts and gym shorts had been discarded on the floor, leaving them in nothing but their sweat soaked briefs with the tight fabric sticking to their skin. Their time at the gym was clearly paying off, their arms and shoulders were rock hard, pecs firm and juicy, thighs thick and beefy. Their cocks were achingly hard in their underwear, rubbing together in the most erotically, stimulating way as Mingyu rolled his hips. He had his hands squeezing each of Seungcheol’s tits, kneading the doughy flesh and running his fingers across his pink perked up nipples. 

A deep, breathy groan escaped Seungcheol’s lips with each rep, his eyes squinting in agony, his muscles burning and aching in exhaustion. But the sound of Mingyu’s voice, the tingling feeling of their sweaty thighs rubbing together, the way he caressed his nipples in the most stimulating way, it all kept him pushing through the pain. 

“11…almost there baby,” Mingyu encouraged him, giving each of his nipples a pinch. The older boy’s hips jolted upwards at the sensation, pushing up on the bars as hard as he could, using every bit of strength he had left to finish the set. He collapsed back against the seat once he released the handles, the clang of the weight echoing through the room as it slammed back down. His chest was heaving, his dark hair sticking to his forehead and his cheeks flushed red. Mingyu stared down at him with sparkly eyes, stroking the side of his face and placing his thumb on his bottom lip. He was truly a sight to behold, all sweaty and half naked beneath him, looking so delectably handsome.

“Mhmm, you did so good Hyung, 110 lbs is your new best.” 

Seungcheol gazed back at him with tired eyes, plump lips curling into a grin.“Where’s my reward then?” 

Mingyu chuckled, his hands on the older’s chest, crashing his lips against his and sucking hard on his bottom lip. The kiss was wet and sloppy, tongues rubbing together, passing saliva between each other’s mouths. Seungcheol pulled Mingyu’s body in closer, moaning out when his ass grinded against his cock. Fuck he was good. He felt him roll his hips harder, his length being squeezed beneath his backside, a tingling arousal growing in his groin. His hands traveled down Mingyu’s strong back to his waist, slipping his fingers in the hem of his briefs and eagerly feeling up the hot sweaty skin of his ass.

“So impatient,” Mingyu pulled his lips away, swiftly grabbing the older boy’s wrists and pinning his hands behind his head. “You have one more set to go before you can get a piece of this ass.”

Seungcheol pouted. “You’re such a tease. Let me just feel you up a little longer.”

Mingyu pushed his hips down harder, crushing Seungcheol’s cock beneath his ass, making his eyes roll back and his back arch off the seat. “Uh uh, right now I’m in charge, remember.” Mingyu released his hold on the older boy’s hands and raised the weight to 120 lbs. “Now get back to work.” Seungcheol reluctantly began his set, grunting as he pushed up on the handles, feeling a numbness begin to creep into his biceps. 

“1…2…3…” Mingyu counted as he hopped off his lap. Seungcheol watched with curiosity as Mingyu turned his back to him and slipped his fingers in the hem of his briefs, bending over and stripping them down at a seductive yet playful pace. Cheol’s breath hitched at the sight of his bare ass, so plump and firm before him, possessing a golden shade of tan. He was more than tempted to halt his workout half way through and shove his face in between his round juicy cheeks. But he continued his reps, pushing through the intrusive thoughts, not letting Mingyu’s temptation get the best of him.

“4…5…6…” Mingyu continued, turning back around with the briefs in one hand and a devilish glint in his eyes, his hard cock jutting out towards the older boy and his smooth plump balls hanging low. Seungcheol almost lost it, his dick throbbing at the sight of Mingyu’s glory before him, his arms beginning to feel the stinging tightness of exhaustion. He was gasping for breath, pushing himself through the agony to finish the set. 

“9…10…11” Mingyu straddled his thighs once again, his bare ass pressing down on the older’s thick bulge, tauntingly placing his sweaty briefs on Seungcheol’s face. The older took a big whiff of the garment as it made contact, pushing up on the chest press for the twelfth time and moaning out as the ripe, salty pheromones filled his nose. The scent had his cock leaking profusely as Mingyu continued to grind. The moment he reached 12 reps he released the bars and ripped the briefs off his face, aggressively grabbing Mingyu’s ass and sucking down on his hot sweaty chest.

Mingyu moaned out as Seungcheol’s teeth dug into his skin, desperately grinding against his body with his cock stroking against his abs. He cried out when Seungcheol gave his ass a harsh spank, his skin burning in the most arousing yet agonizing way. He spanked him again, and then again, over and over until the flesh of his backside was marked with a bright red hand print on each cheek.

“Nnnng Seungcheol,” he whimpered, feeling the older boy’s tongue gliding across his nipples. Seungcheol grabbed him by the thighs, lifting him up and placing him in the chest press chair with a thump. 

“How much can you handle?” Seungcheol asked, dropping down his knees in front of him, getting ready to change the weight.

“Keep it at 120.”

“You sure? You think your twinky little arms can handle it?”

“Fuck off,” Mingyu scoffed, placing his hands on the handles, a concentrated expression now plastered on his face. He grunted when pushed up for the first time, a tight pressure setting in on his chest. The weight was heavier than he expected but he knew if he turned back now he’d never hear the end of it.

“1…2…3…” Seungcheol counted as he gently ran his hand up Mingyu’s inner thigh to the smooth sack that sat between his legs. Mingyu’s breath hitched when he gave it a squeeze, but he pushed through the arousing sensation, focusing on keeping form and extending his arms as far as he could. 

“4…5…6…” Seungcheol’s fingers traveled up the base of his cock to his dripping tip, wrapping his fist around the length and giving it a tight squeeze. Mingyu moaned at the feeling, his cock twitching as the older boy caressed him in the most sensual yet teasing way. Seungcheol began to run his fist up and down the thick length, his fingers dragging along the shaft and rubbing the sensitive head, stroking him at an agonizingly slow pace.

“F-fuck,” Mingyu breathed out, pushing up for his 9th rep, his legs clenching and his hips fidgeting as he tried to handle the stimulation around his cock. Seungcheol grinned at the sight of him falling apart, pumping his dick at a bolder, more vigorous pace, his fingers moistening as pre-cum profusely leaked from the tip.

“…12.” Mingyu gasped, crashing down against the seat as he finished the set. His mind was becoming cloudy, his arms and chest already feeling fatigued.

“Mhmmm, so good Mingyu,” Seungcheol praised him. The boy arched off the seat when Seungcheol wrapped his hot lips around the head of his cock, mesmerized by the way he skillfully slurped on his rod and swirled his tongue around the tip. He tangled his fingers in Seungcheol’s dark locks, caressing his chest with his free hand and gazing down at the older boy steadily beginning to bob his head. Their eyes stayed locked as Seungcheol effortlessly consumed the entirety of his length down his throat, pressing his face against his pelvis and moaning around the cock.

“Shit, you look good like this,” Mingyu purred, his head leaned back and hips lifting off the seat. Seungcheol gasped lightly when he slid off his cock, saliva dripping down his chin, keeping his lips pressed to the tip. 

“I think that’s enough recovery. Time to start the next set buddy boy.” Seungcheol said in a teasing tone. “Need me to lower the weight?”

“Nope raise it.” Mingyu responded with confidence.

“You sure?” Cheol asked as he changed the weight. Mingyu nodded, huffing as he grabbed the handles and began the next set. This set was tough but the next one was even tougher, especially with the way Seungcheol continued deepthroating his cock at such a slow, tantalizing pace. It was torcher the way he milked him so good, so wet and tight around his dick. He had to stop himself from bucking up into the heat of his mouth, his knees shuddering with each plunge of his lips, barely making it to ten reps before tapping out and releasing the handles. He groaned in frustration as Seungcheol gave a particularly hard suck to his cock before slipping off with a pop, an amused expression painted on his face. 

“Damn, and to think I was gonna eat your ass after this.” he teased, giving the boy’s dick one last squeeze. Mingyu made a face as he tried to catch his breath, chest heaving and sweat dripping down his forehead. They were competitive. Both of them hated it when they couldn’t finish a set and showed any kind of weakness. 

“I lifted heavier than you. And besides you were distracting me.”

“Oh, as if you weren’t trying to distract me with all your nakedness?”

Mingyu rolled his eyes. “Let’s stretch. My muscles feel fucking tense.” They made their way across the gym to the open space towards the back of the room, rolling out two yoga mats beside each other. They started out on their feet, facing the mirror as they performed various upper body stretches. They liked to tease each other when they stretched, exaggerating the breathy moans they made to arouse the other, emphasizing their juicy pecs and firm asses when they arched their backs in a stretch or bent over to touch their toes. Mingyu ended up in Child's pose, arms extended out in front of him with his knees on the mat, his head down and his backside pushed back. Seungcheol watched beside him in Cat Cow pose.

“Your form sucks dude,” he commented playfully. Mingyu sat up on his knees and looked over at him.

“Oh yeah, then why don’t you help spot me,” he responded in a teasing tone. Seungcheol chucked, hopping up on his feet and positioning himself on his knees behind him. He pressed down on the small of the younger boy’s back, pushing him into a deeper stretch, his hips pressing against his bare ass. Mingyu hummed when he felt the rock hard bulge in Seungcheol’s briefs slide in between his cheeks, rubbing up against his rim. He arched back further into him, his tits now touching the mat and his backside higher in the air.

“Much better,” Seungcheol praised him in a breathy voice, running a finger down his spine. The sight of Mingyu bent over naked in front of him was mouthwatering, impulsively rolling his hips and grinding his cock against his ass, the friction creating an arousing stimulation for the both of them. He watched Mingyu’s thighs shudder with each stroke of his cock, making sure every inch slid against his slicked up rim, kneading the sweaty flesh of his ass. They were breathing heavily, the two of them so achingly hard and desperate for release. But neither of them liked to make the first move, they were both naturally dominant and didn’t want to appear like they were begging. That would be pathetic after all. So they opted for this slow burning, tantalizing game, waiting until the other made the first move. Seungcheol leaned over and put his lips to Mingyu’s ear, pulling him back harder against his hips

“You want me so bad, don’t you,” he whispered, his chest pressed to his back.

“You’re the one who’s trying to fuck me, I’m just stretching here.” Seungcheol chuckled, not hesitating to flip the boy over on his back so they were now face to face. 

“You’re full of shit, I know you would do anything to have me ruin you, filling you up good with my cock.” Seungcheol took hold of Mingyu’s left leg and pushed it up so his knee was to his chest. Mingyu winced at the tightness of the stretch in his hamstrings, the older boy continuing to grind his hips against his backside.

“Please, we both know you’re the sub here, always begging me to play with your hole.” Seungcheol pushed his leg into a deeper stretch, causing him to whimper. 

“You better watch how you speak to me or I’ll make sure your legs are aching tomorrow.” Mingyu almost moaned at the sound of his words. The feeling of his clothed cock stroking against his ass was torcherous, Seungcheol’s menacing eyes staring down at him.

“It’s not really fair that I'm the only one naked, now is it?” He commented as Seungcheol released his left leg and pushed his right one up into the stretch. 

“Oh yeah, you want this dick?” Seungcheol performed an extra powerful thrust against him. “You better come and get it.” Mingyu scoffed. He was always up for a challenge. It made the reward all that much sweeter. He pinched the older boy’s nipple as he attempted to escape his clutches, kicking him in the knee and freeing himself from his grasp. With some struggle he managed to get Seungcheol on his back, pinning his hands behind his head and laying himself on top of him. 

“Not bad, huh?” Mingyu purred with a baiting grin, rolling his hips so their cocks stroked together. 

“Ehh, I let you win,” Seungcheol teased, his voice horse from the heaviness of Mingyu weight on top of him.

“Oh, so you admit you want me on top, bottom boy,” Mingyu giggled, putting his lips closer to Cheols.

“Fuck off and put that bratty mouth to work.” Seungcheol hissed. Mingyu slowly traveled down his body, gliding his tongue along his abs and keeping his gaze locked with him. Once he reached his crotch, he slipped his fingers in the hem of his briefs and stripped them down past his thighs. His mouth formed an o when the older’s girthy cock sprung free in front of his face, rock hard and gently wobbling side to side. The sheer size of his length was something that always fascinated Mingyu, ever since he first laid eyes on it in the showers when they were just trainees. Sure he was quite modest himself, well above average, but Seungcheol, Seungcheol had a monster between his legs. Most wouldn’t be able to handle a cock as big as his, but Mingyu was always up for the task. He hummed when he took it in his grasp, feeling the warmth against his fingers as he ran his fist along the entirety of the shaft in a tantalizing loose grip. 

“Tighter,” Seungcheol growled, but Mingyu disobeyed, teasingly grazing his fingers along the length to deprive him of any real stimulation. He couldn’t help but lick a stripe up from the base to the tip, swirling his tongue around the head and savoring the delicious salty taste. Feasting on Seungcheol’s manhood was one of Mingyu’s favorite pastimes. He could spend hours exploring his meat with his mouth, training his throat to expertly take every inch, not afraid to get sloppy and slobber all over the shaft.

Seungcheol gasped when he wrapped his lips around the head and began to suck, the hot wet suction sending tingles through his body, watching with awe as he began consuming his cock. Mingyu’s mouth was heaven, milking him to the stars and worshiping his dick in the most filthy, ravenous way. His chest heaved and his toes curled, his hips rising off the mat as he slid more of his cock in Mingyu’s hungry awaiting mouth. The younger boy stroked Cheol’s abs as he engulfed him deeper, bobbing his head up and down and coating the length in a layer of saliva. 

“Shit, you’re good,” Seungcheol groaned in a groggy voice, the entirety of his dick becoming consumed in Mingyu’s tight throat. He deepthroated him effortlessly, working his magic as he pressed his face against Cheol’s pelvis and moaned around his length. He gasped when he slid off, spit dripping down his grinning lips, holding the base as sucked back down on the pulsing head. Seungcheol was becoming light headed, each drag of Mingyu’s lips pushing him closer to the edge, leaking in the boy’s mouth as his climax raised closer to the surface. “M-mingyu, I’m close,” he winced, eyes squinting and muscles tensing.

Mingyu felt him twitch in his mouth, sliding off before he got a chance to release. “You’re not cumming that quick, we’re just getting started.” He licked back down the shaft to his plump ball sack, running his tongue all along his manhood as he continued caressing the tip.  

“You’re such a tease. Let me bust in your mouth real quick, I’ll get hard again fast.”

Mingyu scoffed. “Fuck you’re pathetic. Can’t even handle a little bit of oral before wanting to finish.” 

“Oh I can handle it. I just thought you’d want me to, since I know how much you love slurping up my cum.”

Mingyu rolled his eyes. “You’re full of shit.” He abruptly lifted Seungcheol’s legs up to his chest, staring down at his beefy ass cheeks and his tight clenching hole.

“Oh you’re bold aren’t you,” Seungcheol attempted to resist his gasp but he was quick to give in when Mingyu landed his tongue on his slicked up rim and began to push against his entrance. He cursed when he felt him breach inside, arching off the mat as the younger boy slid all wet and slippery up against his tight walls. His cock throbbed when Mingyu’s tongue swirled around the muscle, sucking against his twitching hole, eating him out in the most deliciously sloppy way.

“Nnnng, yes Mingyu,” Seungcheol lifted his legs back further, allowing him better access to his hole, falling into his dominance. There’s almost no one he would relinquish control to. For most Seungcheol was strictly a top. But with Mingyu he couldn’t help but spread his cheeks and submit to him. He was becoming more submissive by the second, eyes rolling back whimpering, bitting down on his bottom lip, letting Mingyu explore every inch of his glory however he wanted. 

Mingyu grabbed him by the thighs and flipped him on his hands and knees, burying his face in between his sweaty ass cheeks and shoving his tongue back inside. He had a ripe salty taste to him and a tangy scent that had him coming back for more. He knew all the spots to travel to, all the places that would leave the older shaking and begging for more. The older grabbed the back of his head and pushed him between his cheeks deeper, getting lost in the blissful arousal of the boy’s tongue sliding in and out of his hole.

Mingyu gave his rim one last lick before traveling his tongue up the older boy’s spine and laying his body on top of his. He pressed his lips to Seungcheol’s cheek and grinded his achingly hard cock between his cheeks, pre-cum dripping down as he rolled his hips against his ass. Both of them were moaning and breathing heavily, bodies hot and sweaty, muscles rubbing together, the two of them so desperate for stimulation. Mingyu slid his tongue in Seungcheol’s ear, making the older boy whimper.

“W-we should…w-we should g-get back to working out,” Cheol breathed out, rolling his ass back against Mingyu’s hips, moaning as his cock stroked against his entrance. 

“Mhmm…I’ll make sure to work you out real good.” Mingyu teasingly rubbed the tip of his length against his hole, planting sloppy wet kisses all over the side of his face.

“N-no, like actually workout, nnnng, I need to work on my glutes.”

“You’re glutes seem fine to me.” Mingyu chuckled slidding his fingers in Seungcheol’s hot mouth, grinding harder and feeling his lips suck on the digits. He was leaking down Seungcheol’s ass, feeling his hole twitch as he stroked against him. “Where’s the lube?”

“O-over there, by the bench press. But shouldn’t we-” 

“I just need to get inside you, just for a little bit. Then we’ll get back to working out.” 

“Need my ass that bad huh?” Mingyu scoffed, grabbing his face and kissing him hard before standing up on his feet. Seungcheol watched him saunter across the room with his hips swaying side to side, sweat dripping down his bare backside, grabbing the tube of lube that had rolled onto the floor by their discarded clothes. Seungcheol stayed on his hands and knees, stretching his back as he waited for Mingyu. He was quite the sight, naked skin moist and sweaty, muscles pumped and his ass looking so thick and delectable.

“Need me to stretch you out?” Mingyu asked as he got back down on his knees behind him, coating his cock in lube.

“Probably. I’m not a loose hole slut like you.” Seungcheol teased looking back at him. Mingyu made a face, squeezing some lube down his rim, watching the sticky liquid drip down his beefy ass, running a finger through his crack and swirling around his twitching hole.

“You better watch how you speak to me, or I’ll make sure you regret it.” He didn’t hesitate to slide two digits inside, feeling his hole clench as he pushed in deeper. Seungcheol gasped, his body jolting forward, digging his nails into the mat. He tried to hold back from moaning but the way Mingyu stroked against his walls was too much, collapsing his upper body down on the mat and arching his ass high in the air, thighs shaking and hole fluttering as Mingyu thrusted in and out. 

“Mhmm you like that don’t you?” Mingyu pushed in deeper, pressing against his prostate and earning needy whine. Seungcheol was fidgeting, trying to handle the sensation of his insides being explored, so Mingyu gripped his hip to keep him from running away. “Stay still.”

But Seungcheol couldn’t help but move, his hole so sensitive to Mingyu’s touch, proding him in the most torcherous and teasing way. “Just give it to me.” 

“What was that i didn’t quite here you?” Mingyu mocked him, sliding a third finger inside and scissoring him open. Seungcheol winced, eyes shutting tight, arching his back further.

“Enough of this teasing shit. Just fuck me already.”  

“So desperate,” Mingyu purred, slipping his fingers out and pressing the head of his lubed up cock against Seungcheol’s awaiting hole. “I’m gonna have you begging me to stop soon enough.” He boldly pushed himself inside, feeling him begin to stretch around his length as he plunged inside. Seungcheol winced, the air leaving his lungs, spreading his cheeks to allow him better access. He whimpered, eyes squinting and face pressed to the mat, Mingyu’s dick so thick and hard inside his ass. He begrudgingly pushed back on the younger’s waist to get him to slow down as the stinging of the stretch became too much.

“What’s wrong baby? Can’t handle my size?”

“J-just need more lube.”

Mingyu obliged, squeezing more of the substance onto his rim, allowing his cock to slide in easier. They both let out a sighing moan once the entirety of his length was consumed inside him, Mingyu’s hips pressing against Seungcheol’s ass cheeks, basking in the warm tightness wrapped around his cock. He took a moment to let the older boy adjust, feeling him clench around his girth as he groaned in agony, massaging his hips to help him relax.

“Just breathe hyung, it’ll feel good soon.”

“Don’t be gentle, give it to me hard.” Seungcheol positioned himself on his hands and knees, looking back at him with his cheeks flushed and his dark hair sticking to his forehead. Mingyu smirked, grabbing his face and pressing their hot bodies together.

“Careful what you wish for.” He whispered, sliding his cock out of his hole and slamming it back inside. Seungcheol shuddered, trying to hold back a moan, his ass spreading open around the younger’s length. Their gaze stayed locked as Mingyu bucked his hips again, and then again, the deep penetration creating a warm delicious arousal for the both of them. Seungcheol could feel it in his chest, the younger boy's cock reaching deep in his guts, stroking against his walls and filling him up so good. 

“Harder, give it to me like you mean it.” He breathed out, Mingyu’s fingers wrapped around his neck, lips just inches apart, breathing hot into each other’s mouths. The younger boy obeyed, performing a series of ruthless thrusts right into Cheol’s prostate, leaving him mewling and whimpering like a whore.

“Is that how you like it?” Mingyu hissed, his cock pulsing inside him. Seungcheol didn’t respond. He just bit down on his bottom lip and moaned, eyes rolling back and thighs shaking. It was exhilarating, each stroke of the boy’s cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body, his own dick throbbing and leaking between his legs. Mingyu was soon fucking him at a steady pace, hands gripping his shoulders, his pelvis clapping hard against his muscle butt. 

It was quickly becoming too much, his hole squelching around Mingyu’s dick, stretching and dripping juices down his backside, his insides being plowed at a brutal pace. He wasn’t gonna give in though. He wasn’t gonna give Mingyu the satisfaction of knowing just how much his cock was driving him mad. “Is that all you got?” 

Mingyu scoffed. “You want more?” He pushed him face down onto the mat and rammed into him harder, chasing the hot tight pleasure his ass provided. He had Cheol’s hands pinned behind his back, bucking his hips against his backside and watching his cock run in and out of his hole. They were both sweating bullets, bodies drenched and sweltering hot, with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the deep manly groans they expelled filling the space. The two were mindlessly enthralled with the filthy pleasure, fixated solely on the deep ruthless penetration. 

“Fuck yes, use my ass just like that.” Seungcheol whimpered, bouncing his butt back against Mingyu’s hips, his hole fluttering around his dick, his prostate being stabbed at a mind chillingly good pace. He could feel every inch stroking against his insides, wave after wave of stimulating pleasure tearing through him with each thrust.

“You like that? You like getting fucked like this?” Mingyu growled breathlessly, pounding into him like a jackhammer. His strokes were becoming sloppy, sensing he was close to release, his vision becoming blurry and his muscles beginning tense. “Fuck you’re so hot hyung, you’re ass is so good.”

“Yeah, you wanna cum in me?” Seungcheol couldn’t feel his legs, his head filled with only the thought of Mingyu’s cock deep in his ass. 

“Nnnng yea, I’m gonna cum, I’m almost-“ And with a few more strokes Mingyu was cumming hot in Seungcheol’s hole, ramming his pelvis against his ass and firing his load inside him. Waves of aching pleasure pulsed through his body, shivering and moaning like a beast as he grinded his cock to completion. Seungcheol could feel the younger boy throbbing inside him, humming in pleasure as his warm cum flooded his hole and filled him up. He looked back at Mingyu and wiggled his hips, enamored by the sight of him in pure ecstasy, his golden skin shimmering in the light, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

“Did you have a good nut?” Seungcheol asked in a teasing tone. Mingyu nodded, unable to get a word out as the ache of his post orgasm set in. The two of them moaned when Mingyu slid out, semen oozing out of the older.

“Push it out,” Mingyu growled, spreading Cheol’s cheeks apart and grinning as he watched his sloppy hole pucker open and splurt out his seed. “Fuck I ruined good.”

He was right about that. His insides were wrecked and it was thrilling. But Seungcheol was still ragingly horny.

“I won’t lie, you did fuck me good.” Seungcheol admitted as he rolled on to his back. “But you haven’t quite satisfied me yet.”

Mingyu bit his lip at the sight of him laying out in front of him, his length still rock hard and standing up straight in between his thighs. The older boy held his cock by the base and wiggled it to entice him. “You think you’re up for another round?”

Mingyu crawled his way on top of him, placing his hands on either side of his head and angling his ass so it was directly above his cock. “Always.” He grinded his backside back against it, moaning as he felt it slide in between his sweaty butt cheeks. They kept their eyes locked, Seungcheol rubbing the head of his length against the younger’s entrance, the two of them breathing hot into each other's mouths, intoxicated by the burning sexual tension between them. 

Mingyu grabbed the tube of lube from beside them, squeezing some of the substance onto his fingers and rubbing it onto his hole. He hummed when he pushed two digits inside, scissoring himself open and grinding his thighs against Cheol’s. The older watched him with hunger in his eyes, taking hold of his firm ass and spreading his cheeks apart.

Mingyu smirked. “You wanna get inside me?” He whispered, stroking Seungcheol’s cock and pressing it to his lubed up rim.

“Sit on it,” the older demanded. And Mingyu was quick to oblige, squatting over Cheol’s dick and steadily sinking himself down. He laid his head back and let out a moan as he felt the fat head of Cheol’s cock push past his rim and slide inside. He was used to the older’s mammoth size but still the stretch was intense and it always left his knees shaking. 

Seungcheol caressed the boy’s thighs as he sank down further, watching with awe as his cock was consumed inside his delicious ass. “That’s it, take it nice and slow,” Seungcheol hummed, the warm tightness of his hole enveloping around his length. 

“Fuck it’s big,” Mingyu whinced, feeling his walls stretch around the thick meat, squeezing some more lube onto his rim in order for it to slide in easier. His own cock was already reawakened, achingly hard and dripping precum down the older boy's abs. He moaned out when he sank down fully, squeezing Cheol’s tits and gently rolling his hips so his dick stroked against his delicate insides.

“Mhmm, your hole feels good,” Seungcheol groaned, grabbing the boy’s waist and grinding him harder against him. Mingyu whimpered, overwhelmed by the sheer size of him stretching his walls apart. But he couldn’t help but give in to the sensation, gently moving his body back and forth and keeping deep eye contact as he slid his cock in and out of his ass. 

“Do you like it when I ride you?” he leaned in closer, their lips almost touching, running his fingers through Cheol’s dark hair.

“Yeah baby, ride me like that. Give me all that ass,” Seungcheol groaned, holding onto Mingyu’s body tight and beginning to buck his hips up into him. 

“You want it rough?” Mingyu moaned, steadily bouncing his ass up and down on his pelvis. 

“Yes, ride me rough.” Seungcheol breathed out, Mingyu’s hole gripping him so tight and milking his cock at a deliciously stimulating pace. Their sweaty thighs began slapping together as they fucked harder, chasing the addictive arousal the penetration provided. Mingyu shuddered each time he slammed back down on Seungcheol’s hips, his hole stretching open as he impaled himself on the thick meat.  He was taking his dick so deep, and it felt good feeling every inch stroke against his velvety walls. His moans were growing louder by the second, getting lost in the mind-searing pleasure of the older boy’s cock pumping in and out of his ass. 

“More, give me more.” he begged lifelessly. And Seungcheol thrusted harder, giving him everything he got, watching Mingyu’s eyes roll back as he rammed right into his prostate. 

“Take my dick, take it like a good boy in your tight little ass.” Seungcheol hissed, gritting his teeth and spanking the younger boy hard as he railed into him.

“Oh fuck don’t stop, that feels fucking crazy.” Mingyu’s legs had gone numb, his butt cheeks jiggling with each slap of Cheol’s pelvis, only fixated on the thought of his insides getting wrecked by the thick cock. They were fucking mindlessly, desperate to achieve every bit of arousing pleasure they could receive from the ruthlessly sloppy penetration. Each thrust was pushing Mingyu closer to the edge, his cock pulsing and beginning to ache as his climax approached. “Nnnng, you’re gonna make me cum.”

Seungcheol performed an extra powerful thrust at his words, holding his body tight as he jackhammered into him. “Come on baby, cum all over me.”

Mingyu let out a whiney moan as Seungcheol fucked the cum out of him, digging his nails into the flesh of his pecs and shivering as he squirted his load all over the elders chest. “F-fuck,” he cried out throwing his head back and stroking his dick to completion, continuing to fuck himself on Seungcheol’s cock. It was sensational, a surge of ecstasy cascading through his body, his mind melting as he experienced the satisfying release.

He leaned over and gave him a wet sloppy kiss, slipping his tongue in his mouth and grinding his ass against his hips. Even after blowing his second load Mingyu still hadn’t had enough. He needed to feel Seungcheol bury his seed deep inside him and watch the mesmerizing look on his face when his climax peaked. 

“I want you to cum for me,” he whispered between kisses, his forehead pressed to Cheol’s. The older boy grabbed his face and moaned against his lips.

“You’re such a slut. Even after cumming twice you’re still ready for more.” He performed a few sharp thrusts inside the boy, earning a needy whine. 

“Fill me up, give me everything you got.” And with that Seungcheol’s primal instincts took over, flipping Mingyu onto his back and laying himself on top of him without leaving his ass. He immediately began a ruthless pace, bucking his hips hard against Mingyu’s backside, railing his cock through his now stretched ruined hole. He pushed Mingyu’s legs up over his head to give himself good access, pounding into him like his life depended on it, not taking his eyes off the younger’s angelic face and the blissful expressions he made. 

Mingyu sobbed, eyes rolling back, thighs sweating profusely, absolutely fucked to oblivion. But it was everything he could ask for. Each violent slam of Seungcheol’s cock sent an electrifying surge of pleasure through his body, pushing him past the point of overstimulation to a new feeling of euphoria. In this moment Seungcheol was everything to him, his master, his domineer, his sole purpose for existing. He was made to please him, made to be used carelessly until he was fully satisfied.

The desire they had for each other was burning, their bodies so in sync, breeding with a primal passion that seemed to be never ending. The air was filled with the delicious salty scent of sex, thick with raw desperation and hunger. The scene was so nasty, bodies dripping and rubbing together, pressed so close, sharp cries of pleasure escaping their lips. 

“That’s right, that’s right. Take my dick just like that.” Seungcheol growled through gritted teeth, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of the moment. His hips clapped hard against Mingyu’s ass, the boy’s insides squeezing his cock in a warm embrace, milking him to the brink of release. Mingyu’s moans were becoming screams, his eyes tearing up and his whole being convulsing with pleasure. Seungcheol wrapped his fingers around his neck, slamming into him with every ounce of energy he had left, shaking and gasping for breath as his climax approached.

“Come on Hyung, give me all of you,” Mingyu choked out, his breathing being restricted by the older’s hold on his neck. Seungcheol moaned louder, vision becoming hazy, jackhammering into him with a restless urgency. And with a few more strokes his orgasm erupted, ramming himself inside one last time, throwing his head back and burying his load deep in Mingyu’s ass. The blooming stimulation of his release left him mewling, unable to form a thought as the stimulation consumed him and sucked up all his energy. Mingyu shuddered as felt the older’s cock throb inside him, filling him with his hot white juices, marking his territory and claiming him as his. Seungcheol vibrated as he rocked his body back and forth, grinding his cock to completion, letting the arousal wash over him and eventually fade. He let out a breathless chuckle as he laid all his weight on top of Mingyu, holding him close and humming softly while planting soft kisses along his neck.

It was minutes before either of them spoke a word, the two of them just meditating in the heat of the moment, taking in the ache of their muscles, their breath on their faces, their tingling skin rubbing together. Seungcheol slid out of the younger with a moan, letting his seed ooze out of him and onto the mat. He kissed the boy hard as he collapsed on top of him, a string of saliva connecting their lips when they parted. Mingyu brushed his fingers over Seungcheol’s flushed cheek, enamored by the dazed look on his face as snuggled up closer to him. “Satisfied yet?”

“Yeah…yeah I’d say so.”

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ㅤㅤ You are everything, 𝗺𝘆 everything.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLee Heeseung x M!reader.

Summary: You and Heeseung have been best friends for a while now. However, this time the two of you were in his room while you consoled him about his recent breakup.

Warning: , cheating, secret curses , fluff(?).

Note: After a long time I got inspiration, I will try to be more active. It won't be such a nice chapter, keep that in mind.

"Heeseung? What's wr-" Your words were cut off instantly since the raven man opened the door to his room and as he hugged you with great force, he would close it with his foot. Your hands began to caress his back after having felt a big heavy sigh on your neck, Heeseung had been crying for more than two hours and you needed to know the reason for the problem. As soon as he pulled away, you found your way to his bed to sit down and take a wider view of him pacing around the center of his room.

"I'm an idiot, M/N. I should have listened to you." He exclaimed in a dull tone unsure of what to say.

"Did she do something to you? Did you guys argue again?" You sat up straight on the bed and now your eyes can't stop looking at him.

The next scene was that boy throwing his phone next to you, you managed to see that his gallery was open and there were a couple of screenshots that he himself sent you to read. Your eyes would now begin to let out a couple of tears after reading several messages where you could clearly see his girlfriend being unfaithful, you did not hesitate to turn off the phone and direct your body towards the brunette, seeking to at least give him a hug.

"I loved her, M/N, I loved her more than anything else. Why doesn't she love me the same way? Did I do something wrong?" He said after avoiding your interaction and lying part of his body on the bed.

"Heeseung, you didn't do anything wrong, you should understand that she is the one who is wrong. She is letting go of the best person in the world, you are so attentive and so cute when you fall in love..." You quickly ran your hand over your cheek as you felt a tear run down it. You sat down gently next to the beautiful boy with doe eyes and left one of your hands on his leg, patting it once in a while.

"You must understand that if you already know this, the best thing you should do is break u-..." Your lips were silenced by a dry kiss that the taller one gave you, your eyes were completely open after feeling that taste of beer that was all over his lips. You couldn't believe this was really happening so you decided to push him away but your struggle was in vain after the boy wrapped both hands around your body. You had liked him for a long time, you could say since you confessed to him that you were openly gay and he did nothing but hug you and tell you that it didn't matter, after all you would still be his friend, his best friend.

You closed your eyes as you let yourself be carried away by the kiss after a few minutes where he continued moving his lips against yours; You responded to his kiss after placing both hands on the sides of his cheeks, caressing and squeezing them a little. He would begin to put his hands under your sweater and caress your exposed skin with his cold hands. This action would make you frown slightly. frown, you didn't give it any importance after a few seconds.

After a few seconds the boy would leave a wet trail that started from your lips and ended on your neck.

"I love you, Wony, I can be better... I can do my best."

What? Wony? Did he really say that? Your heart broke in two when you realized that you were only being used by him, you were being his way of release. You pushed his body as far as you could and ran out of his room with tears running down your cheeks and down your neck, the only thing you could hear between your sea of thoughts and curses was his mother asking you why you were leaving so suddenly and so much. More like that, crying.

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[ktsalvo]

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[brocedesbenz]

my favorite part of fandom is that specific moment when we all collectively go, "Oh yes, now blorbo needs to open a coffee shop" followed by the infamous "and they should fall in love w shitto while they're at it"

#i love coffee shops AUs and it's funny to see the same idea w vastly different characters #won't even mention how bizarre it is for some characters to open/ work at a coffee shop #this is universal. gay kpop idols own a coffee shop. loki and mobius own a coffee shop. clark kent owns and works at a coffee shop etc etc #EVEN F1 DRIVERS OWN FUCKING COFFEE SHOPS #I'm just rambling please don't mind me #f1 #batman #batfam #lokius #superbat #batjokes #kpop #stray kids #tomorrow x together #one direction #formula 1 #sylki #beastars #birdflash #timkon #bts #taekook #minsung #klance #zukka #boku no hero academia #zosan #zoro x sanji #supernatural #it just goes to show that gay people are relentless

[ttypearl]

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