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felixskzzzstay · 1 year

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Stray kids and reader getting caught by another member

Warning: Smut, swearing, making out, oral, degrading, overstimulation

Note: this is the first time I’ve written something like this, so bear with me, also, there’s probably not going to be another chapter of Scattered Stars this week, I’ll try and get it out next week though, so take this as my apology

Minors do not read, this is an 18+

Bangchan

You had arrived at the studio to help Chan with a new song. It was very late so you were the only ones there.

You were sat next to Chan, he was biting his lip as he was working which you always found so sexy. You scooted closer and rested your hand on his thigh. He glanced over but continued working.

You started rubbing his thigh up and down. “Channie, you work so hard. Why don’t I help you relax?”

He turns his head fully this time and smirks at you. “And how do you plan on doing that, babygirl?”

You grip his thigh as you lean in to kiss him, hard. His hands reach up and tangle into your hair, he grips it, pulling you into him.

He snakes his one hand around your waist, pulling you so you’re situated on his lap. You grind your clothed core against his bulge and he groans. “You’re going to be the death of me, babygirl.”

You whine as you continue to grind against him. “I need more.”

“What is it you need?” He tilts his head and places his hand in between you both, his fingers brushing against your core and you whine louder. “Use your words.”

“Inside.” Is all you manage to mutter out.

He pulls your shirt over your head and dives in, places kisses over the top of your chest.

“Hey, Chan. Han said you were still here and-“ Changbin freezes. “Oh my god!” He covers his eyes.

Chan uses himself to shield your chest from Bin. “Knock next time!”

“Why would I knock? There are bedrooms for a reason!” He screams as he runs out.

You giggle as you put your shirt back on.

Lee Know

You had just watched Minho, Hyunjin and Felix preform Taste, live. And watching the way Minho moved had you tingling.

You run at the boys backstage as they leave the stage, you wrap your arms around Minho. “You were so good!”

He chuckles. “Thank you.”

You lean into his ear. “You were so good that I need you.”

He subtly grips your ass as the guys are looking away. “Be patient, kitten.”

You whine. “I can’t, I need you now.”

He grips your waist and doesn’t say anything as he talks to the guys. You start whispering dirty things in his ear and his grip on you tightens.

Eventually, he tugs you away into a dressing room. He throws you on top of a counter and spreads your legs. “Take these off, now.”

He rips your trousers and panties away as you hover your ass to make it easier to pull them off. He leans down to kiss the inside of your thighs, he takes one look at your soaked pussy. “Wow, was my dancing that good, kitten?”

You nod frantically. He continues to kiss everywhere but your core, teasing you purposefully. You whine. “Don’t tease.”

He slaps your thigh. “No, good girls don’t get what they want, you’ve been teasing me nonstop in there, so you’re not going to cum, unless I fucking say you can.” He says with dark eyes.

He straightens up and pulls his own trousers down along with his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free. Just as he’s about to align himself up with your core, the door springs open.

Felix screams.

“Get out!” Minho yells.

Felix covers his eyes with his hands. “Why are you doing that in here?!”

Minho grabs a hairbrush and throws it at Felix. “I said get out!”

The blushing boy runs out immediately traumatised.

Minho turns back to you smirking. “Now, where weee we?”

Changbin

You and Changbin were making out on his bed. He hovered on top of you, his strong arms flexing as he pulls away to smirk at you.

You raise your hips to grind them against his clothed cock. You bite your lip. “I can’t stop thinking about your strong arms, how you so easily manhandle me, and your hands, I just want you choke me.”

Changbin’s eyes darken. “Is that really what you want, doll?” His hands hover over your hips.

You nod.

He raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure? Because if you say yes now then be prepared for me to fucking ruin you. I’ll fuck you so hard all you’ll be able to say and think for days is my name.”

You grip his buff arms. “Yes, please Binnie! I need you!” You whine.

And that was all he needed. He rips all your clothes off and his own. He tightly grips your waist and flips you onto your stomach. He doesn’t even prepare you as he rams his cock straight into your pussy. He fucks you into the mattress so hard the bed shakes. “Fuck, your cunt is so tight.” He places his hand around your throat lifting you up so your back is against his chest. He squeezes your throat, not too hard, but hard enough for you to see stars.

You start sobbing from the pleasure. “Binnie! S’good.”

He starts ramming into faster and deeper as you scream his name.

Next thing you know the door bursts open. Han walks in, a lamp raised above his head. He sees what’s going on and screams.

Changbin hurriedly wraps the blanket around you both. “Han!” He yells.

“I’m sorry, it sounded like someone was being murdered in here.”

“So you brought a lamp?” Bin raises his eyebrows.

Han shrugs. “It was the closest thing to me.”

Changbin stares at him like he’s ready to murder him.

“Okay, okay, I’ll leave you to it now.” He starts to walk out but pauses. “But please keep it down, my poor ears.”

Hyunjin

You’re sat on Hyunjin’s lap as he paints. You shift around to try and make yourself comfortable. Hyunjin pauses his movements. “Jinnie, what’s wrong?”

He grips your waist tightly. “Stop moving.”

You’re confused for a second and then it hits you. You smirk to yourself. You shuffle more, subtly grinding yourself against him. “I’m just making myself comfortable.”

After a few more movements from you, Hyunjin throws you on top of the bed with a dark look in his eyes. “I know what you’re doing, princess.”

You flutter your eyelashes up at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He slowly glides his long fingers down towards your core, dipping his hand under your shorts and cupping your wet pussy through your panties. “Are you sure?”

You bite your lip and nod, unable to form any words.

He rips his hand away. “I guess you don’t want this then.”

You wriggle your hips. “Wait, please, I need you.” You cry out.

“That’s what I thought.” He tears your shorts and panties away from your dripping core. He places his fingers into your mouth. “Suck.” He demands.

You do as he says. The sinful look your face as you suck on his fingers is enough to make him nearly cum right there. He pulls his fingers out your mouth and slides them down your slit. He quickly shoved two right into your hole, pounding them in and out. “I’m gonna make you cum on my fingers before I make you cum again on my cock.”

His fingers ruthlessly dip in and out of you as you mewl his name. You grip his arm. “S’too much.”

“Shut the fuck up and take it. You wanted this, princess.”

Suddenly, the door opens. “Hey, Hyunjin, I was wondering if you wanted any-?” Minho pauses his sentence. “Really? Now? It’s 11 o’ clock in the morning.” He doesn’t even make an effort to cover his eyes.

Hyunjin hurriedly covers your bottom half with a blanket. “Don’t look at my girlfriend.”

Minho puts his hands up in surrender as he backs away from the room and shuts the door. “There’s food in the kitchen when you’re finished in there.”

Hyunjin rolls his eyes as you giggle.

Han Jisung

The boys had decided to throw a party and Han was just looking delectable tonight. You couldn’t help yourself as you gripped his arm and dragged him to the nearest bathroom.

You push him against the door and hurriedly tried unbuckling his trousers. He giggles so you place your other hand over his mouth. “Shh, the boys will hear you.”

He grips your waist and pushes you against the sink. “I don’t care.” He pulls you into a heated kiss, you place your hands into his hair as he starts placing open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and neck. You moan out.

“Shh, the boys will hear you.” He smirks as he mirrors your words.

“Shut up.” You mumble as you drop to your knees, pulling his trousers and boxers along with you, his cock jumps free, almost hitting you in the face. You lick a stripe up the slit of his head.

“Fuck.” He throws his head back. He grips your hair in a makeshift ponytail as he starts fucking your mouth, you gag but he knows you can take it.

The door barrels open as Seungmin walks in. “What the fuck guys, people use this bathroom.”

You jump up quickly and Han hurriedly pulls his trousers back up. “Sorry.” He mumbles.

“Now, get out, I need a piss.” He shoves you both out of the bathroom.

“Your room?” You turn to han.

He nods enthusiastically as he grabs your hand.

Felix

You were helping Felix bake some brownies in the kitchen. You flick some flour onto his nose. He grips your waist and with the other hand pours the brownie mix over your chest in your low-cut top. “Felix!” You squeal and push him away.

Felix doesn’t take his eye away from the mix dripping down your chest. In a matter of seconds he rips your shirt off and dives in licking it off your chest.

“Felix! We’re in the kitchen, anyone could walk in.”

“I don’t care.” His low voice rumbles sending butterflies straight down to your core.

He rips your jeans and panties down in one motion. He lifts you placing you on the counter. “Wanna try something.” He grabs the bowl of the mix and starts pouring it over your inner thighs. He hurriedly starts licking and nibbling it away.

“Lixie!” You moan as you grip his hair.

He then pours the mix right over where you need him most. He dives in to your pussy and starts sucking, licking, nibbling like a man starved.

You scream out his name as your grip tightens on his hair and you grind yourself against his mouth. He grips your thighs tightly opening them up more for better access.

Hyunjin strolls in. “What’s taking you so long-?” His eyes widen. He quickly turns his back. “What the fuck! People eat in here, that’s disgusting.”

You quickly dress yourself and Felix gives him the signal that he can turn around. “If you guys need to fuck so bad go to the bedroom, not the kitchen, ew.”

He makes a move to leave the kitchen but not before adding, “I am never eating your brownies again, Felix.”

Seungmin

You and Seungmin were watching a movie. A heated scene comes on which has you clenching your thighs together. Not without Seungmin noticing though.

You run your thighs together just to get some friction.

“Right in the living room? Where anyone could see? You naughty girl.” He grabs you, hoisting you on his lap. “You knew what you were doing when you put that skirt on, didn’t you?” He roughly grabs your ass and captures your lips with his own, you moan into his mouth.

He shoves your panties to the side and slides his fingers across your pussy, he brings his hand up to see his fingers glistening. “All this for me, slut?”

You nod. He shimmies his trousers and boxers down enough to let his cock spring out. He guides your hips to bring you down onto it. You both gasp as he bottoms out.

You bounce up and down his cock with his guidance. Your eyes roll back as his cock repeatedly hits the right spot.

At that moment, Jeongin walks in. “Oh my god!” He covers his eyes. “My innocent eyes did not need to see that.”

“Innocent my ass.” Seungmin answers, unbothered. Although he’s stopped his movements, he doesn’t even try to pull out of you. “Now, can you leave, kind of in the middle of something here.”

Jeongin stumbles out. “Next time, get a room!” He yells.

Seungmin rolls his eyes and continues to ruthlessly fuck up into you.

Jeongin

Jeongin has been overstimulating you for hours now. Although he is the maknae he is the meanest in the bedroom. He’ll edge you for hours on end or overstimulate you, there is no in between.

“Please, Innie, just cum already, I can’t take anymore.” You cry out.

Jeongin continues to pound into you, rubbing circles on your clit. “Come on, just one more for me.”

Your eyes roll back. “You… said that… last time.” You say struggling to catch your breath.

“You know the word, if you want me to stop.” He knows you won’t say it though, you secretly love it when he’s mean to you.

You stay silent. “That’s what I thought. Now fucking take it.” He continues to rail you into mattress so much there’s going to be an imprint.

Chan enters. “Oh, god!” He covers his eyes.

Jeongin hurries to get you both under the covers. “Chan! What do you want?” He groans.

Chan ignores his question though. “I hope you’re both being careful, and making sure to use protection.”

Jeongin blushes, burying his face in your hair, his domineering side fading away. “Chan!” He drags his name out. “You’re embarrassing me, now get out, you’re not my dad.”

“That is no way to speak to your Hyung.” He tuts as he leaves the room.

Jeongin groans knowing he’s going to get a talking to later.

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skzimagines · 10 months

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Hyunjin x female reader drabble

Warnings: 18+ minors dni

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“What did I tell you… about wearing this fucking skirt…. When we’re out in… public.” He grunts, slamming his cock into me with every sentence.

I’m pinned up against the wall, because I didn’t listen to him tonight. I’ve been told multiple times to not wear this skirt in public, it was for his eyes only. But I wanted to push his buttons…

“You never want to listen.” He growls, pulling my head back by my hair. Sucking on my neck, leaving behind a purple and red bruise. Still fucking in to me with no mercy.

He slams his hand down hard on to my ass, causing a loud moan to escape my lips. His other hand squeezes my waist, holding me in place as he fucks me.

“You just want everyone to see that fucking pussy huh?” He groans. He wraps his free hand around my neck, fucking in to me deeper. “Its my pussy, do you understand?” He whispers in my ear. Pushing me back up against the wall, fucking me into oblivion.

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chvnssecret · 2 years

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Stray Kids when you cry during sex

all of this is consensual.

Chan

The tears were flowing, and you couldn’t help it. His hand came up to caress your cheek and he instantly felt the hot tear running down your face. “My baby, it’s okay.” He leaned down to kiss your forehead with his soft lips, making you feel comforted. You rested your cheek against the palm of his hand, where he kept it for the rest of the session. It stayed there whilst he rocked in and out of you gently, earning soft moans and sniffles from you every two seconds.

Minho

He heard the sob mixed with a moan that you let out, eyes darting to your face. “Oh, my poor kitten, whatever will we do with you?” He mewled, leaning down and kissing the tear from your cheek. His lips lingered on your skin a little, pressing more soft kisses all around your face and finally reaching your lips. “Let it all out, yeah? We can talk about it afterwards. I know you’re feeling so good right now.”

Changbin

“Everything okay, baby?” He asked, concern etched all over his face as he stopped moving in and out of you. “Mhm, just feels so good.” You sniffled, giggling as you wiped the tear away. “Okay, as long as they’re happy tears, cry all you want.” He smiled before going back to rocking his hips. He had you moaning his name for the rest of it, crying out whenever he hit your g spot so delicately.

Hyunjin

You were riding him, and it felt so fucking good that a tear dripped onto his chest. He felt the small warm puddle, lifting your chin with his finger to examine your face. He smirked, wiping the tears away and then bucking up into you from below. “That’s right, my love. Cry some more, show me how good I really make you feel.” And you did, tucking your head into the crook of his neck and sobbed from how amazing he felt inside of you.

Han

“Did I do something wrong?” He worried almost straight away. You shook your head and laughed, rolling your hips onto his cock in order for him to carry on. “No, Hannie. I just love you so much.” You tensed your legs around him and made him smile. He leaned down to plant a sweet kiss onto your hot tear stains, carrying on bucking into you from that position. “Let me show you how much I love you.”

Felix

It was dark, therefore he couldn’t see you crying. He leaned down to kiss your face, tasting the salty substance and coming to a halt. “You’re crying?” He started again, this time much slower. “Feels so good.” You choke out a moan. You hear him chuckle deeply as he fucked you slow. “Crying for me, hmm? I must be making you feel good.”

Seungmin

You nestled into his chest, tears wetting his skin as he smirked above you. “Let it all out, baby. Maybe next time you can cry on my cock and make it all wet, hm?” He taunted, giving you knots in your stomach; and you wanted to let loose then and there. He knew you weren’t crying for any bad reasons, it was a natural occurrence now and he was pretty much used to it. He loved it, though, knowing how good he made you feel.

Jeongin

“More tears? You must be sensitive after round three, huh?” He edged, looking you in your face and wiping your tears away. He was right, but every round it felt so much better than the last. You wanted more, and you certainly cummed quicker each time. It just made you want to scream at how well he could find your g spot every time. “But that’s okay, my girl, you can cry on me all you want. You know I’ll always be here for you.”

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may-bornmia · 9 months

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Clingy Little Baby (series) - Bang Chan

(a/n: THIS HAS BEEN POSTED ON WATTPAD UNDER MY USERNAME may_bornmia !!)

Pairings: Bang Chan x OC (you can picture yourself, whatever makes you comfortable :))

Warnings (for the entirety of the series): littlespace, forthcoming smut, subspace, a HUGE amount of fluff, fast-paced story

CHAPTER 1: A Crush

Bang Christopher Chan has tried his goddamn best to look away, but whenever Park Ahyoung is in the same lecture as him, seated right before him, he fails miserably. It would be an understatement to call his admiration for her just a crush, because, to him, she was the prettiest, most endearing girl on the entire college campus.

He did not lack female attention; instead, he had an abundance of it, with almost every other girl trying to converse with him somehow, or even touch him. And he was polite to everyone -- smiling whenever someone talked to him, helping others with their assignments, and was on good terms with the professors. So it did not make much of a difference whenever someone new came to interact with him.

Yet, he knew that something was different when, for the first time, a fidgety Ahyoung walked over to his seat and feebly asked him about their next assignment. Attention sparked, and he felt slight goosebumps on his skin when she adorably smiled, mumbling a little 'thank you' to him before waddling away. Chan was immediately made aware of her presence; the petite introvert with the cutest smile and sparkly eyes, and the smallest voice known to mankind.

Something in him moved that day -- to say it in the cheesiest manner -- and for two weeks, he had been trying to come up with excuses to talk to her. However, it was a rather tough job, because she was extremely shy and introverted. And she seemed afraid of him, God knows why.

And currently, sitting behind her, his attention kept diverting from the lecture to Ahyoung. He tried his best to tear his focus away from the cutie, but when she turned to the side to face her friend and smile, his heart almost exploded with joy.

It was always a gorgeous sight to see her smile.

As far as he had observed, she only had a single friend, Kim Seungmin, who was super protective of her. It was like he was shielding his own child from the malice of this sinful world. Chan had seen him cuss out loud at some girl who was trying to pick on Ahyoung, and by the end of the curses, that girl had her mascara running down her face.

Chan watched her in a dreamy trance, until his seatmate, Han Jisung, whispered to him, "You look drunk."

The Aussie woke up from his trance and faced Jisung, who stifled a chuckle. Chan sighed and whispered back to him, "Shut up."

"With this," the professor spoke, "We end today's class. You're all dismissed."

Chan was collecting his books when he heard Seungmin speak to Ahyoung, "I have to go home right now. Mom isn't doing well, so I need to take care of her. I won't be able to do the presentation with you in the next class."

Ahyoung made an adorable pout at him, and Chan heard her voice over a mumble for the first time as she spoke, "I hope she gets well soon, Minnie."

The loverboy could almost melt there.

Seungmin spoke further, "Will you be able to present alone?"

"I... can try."

The best friend grinned, patting her head, "I'm rooting for you, alright? Call me once you're done."

He gathered his books and walked out of the class, and Jisung picked up his stuff, saying, "Come on, Chan, let's go. We have a presentation in the next class."

One could see the gears turning in Chan's head. As soon as Ahyoung stood up, fixing her skirt, he spoke up from his seat, "Hey, Ahyoung!"

She looked visibly nervous, "Um, hello..."

"Are you prepared for the presentation?"

Jisung watched in utter curiosity at his friend trying to make her comfortable. He was aware of Chan's crush on her. But what was he doing?

Ahyoung, on the other hand, bit her lower lip in the most latent manner, "I am, but I-I don't have a partner."

"Oh, I don't have a partner, too," Chan lied, pretending to think hard, "How about we partner up for this?"

Ahyoung's eyes widened, and from the background, one could hear Jisung shrieking, "Bro, really?"

"Would you be comfortable partnering up with me?" Chan continued to gently ask her, and she rubbed her shoe on the ground subtly, anxious about the entire ordeal. However, partnering up with someone could prove to be better than doing it all herself, right? All the amount of anxiety was piling up on her, and she kept telling herself in her head: Bang Chan is a good person. Bang Chan is a good person. He won't harm me.

So, she questioned, "We haven't prepared together yet..."

"We still have, like, 30 minutes before the next class. How about we prepare now?" the Aussie grinned charmingly, and she blushed and looked down, "Okay, let's do it."

"Unbelievable," Jisung walked off in comic frustration, having been betrayed just a moment ago.

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(a/n: next part coming up soon!~)

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markrbit · 10 months

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i love my guy ! (i am totally not staying in a hotel right now >:3)

tags: sub!jisung, dom!reader, riding, use of petnames (bubs, dove), swearing, unprotected sex (um…stay safe!)

smut under cut, minors do not interact !!

riding jisung in a hotel :3

it’s always nice to have a nice time off, and it was even nicer that your boyfriend could come with you.

you both finally check into the room, it’s glorious.

one bed, of course simple enough, white sheets, a decent sized tv.

it was affordable.

anything with Han was heaven in your eyes.

the view from the window was the bay, and the boats floated with the wind tangling through them.

it was serene.

the two of you decided to walk to get gelato.

and as soon as you got to the room, pants were off.

the concoction of cheesecake and espresso was like a nice tiramisu in your mouth, lips on lips, mouths moving along to your own two beats.

you finally laid Han down on the white sheets, lifting your shirt off above him.

the windows, still open but it didn’t even matter, the beach breeze flowing between the two of you.

the lace bra hiding your chest on full display for the man below.

‘jeez, so beautiful for me y/n…’

‘no i think you look more beautiful under me.’

you started to roll your hips on his, feeling his growing erection brush against your clothed clit.

‘fuck baby, need your pussy so bad…’

Han always, always whined, he always needed you, wanted you.

and how could you ever say no?

‘yeah? want my pussy to milk you?’

all Han could do was shiver, nodding and biting his lip.

with this, you got off his hips and stripped your panties off, making sure to spread your legs for the view.

and now you snake up to kiss his lips again, forceful and full of spit, teeth on teeth, bruises inside the mouth.

hands on the pants, mouth of the neck, hickies made.

‘gonna ride you like a roller coaster ride.’

you were indeed going to an amusement park tomorrow as a date…

you grabbed the tip, slicking it against your own wetness, the sticky things mixing.

and finally you sink down.

Han shut his eyes, leaning his head back with a guttural moan.

the movement of your hips had his heart.

‘ngh, feel so good bubs…’

that’s all Han could spit, moaning your name as if it were a prayer.

‘fuck y/n, fuck, fuck, fuck.’

‘yeah baby? you close Hannie?’

Han only stroked your waist, nodding with his eyes screwed shut, his face morphed with pleasure as you fucked him.

until finally, the release.

your orgasm hit you like a truck as you shook with pleasure around his dick, the cum leaking between your thighs as you pull off to fall beside him, placing kisses on his cheeks.

‘thank you, dove.’

‘it was nothing, let’s hope we don’t get a noise complaint…’

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yumiblogs · 1 year

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Omgg hiiiii thank you for the follow, lovely!! I’d love to be moots on here you seem cool 🫶🫰 I’m excited to read more of your stuff 🥺

Also if you’re requests are still open just imaaaagine a jealous fucking with hyunjin (or jeongin tbh I can see it ngl like idk why I can just in-vision him being the type to pin his partner down too sksksjdh) 🫣 like possessive or breeding WHEW I need a cold shower

Jealousy

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Hyunjin x female reader

“OH SHII-” You screamed as you were accidentally pushed by Bangchan when Changbin playfully punched him. “Fuck!” Bangchan jumped in the pool knowing you don’t know how to swim, wrapping his arms around your waist, Bangchan rouse you as much as he could until he reached the edge of the pool.

Laying you on the floor, Bangchan patted your back as you coughed out water from your mouth “bring a towel” Bangchan signaled to Felix, standing up Felix ran inside the hotel to grab a towel. “Why in a rush?” Hyunjin got out of the bathroom as he saw Felix about to run out the hotel room with a towel “y/n fell in the pool but she’s fine now don’t worry”

“Oh my god thanks Chan, I could’ve died” you laughed while hugging Bangchan, you felt a towel on your lap as you looked up and Felix smiled at you “glad you’re okay” Bangchan pulled away and stuck his hand out to lift you up. Then before you could grab his hand, Hyunjin replaced Bangchans hand. Bangchan looked over to Hyunjin “I’ll take her inside to cool off a bit” that tone… he always uses that tone when…

“Can’t get enough of Bangchan can you?” Hyunjin threw you on the bed, running his hand through his hair as he locked the door behind him. “I was drowning, plus it was a hug of gratitude” you turned so you’d be laying on your stomach, grabbing your hair so it wouldn’t wet the bed. As you pushed yourself up to get out of bed you felt Hyunjins hands cress on your back slowly separating to lay on both sides of your waist. You stop as Hyunjin pulled down the bottoms of your bikini “what are you do-”

As your bikini rests between your thighs, Hyunjin inserts his middle and ring finger inside of you “gratitude? Not what it looked like to me” grabbing and pulling the sheets under you, you buried your face on the bed trying not to give in on the pleasure between your legs caused by Hyunjins fingers that were curling inside of you every time they pumped inside of you. “We did n-nothing, he was just trying to help” you stuttered as you plead.

Not noticing when Hyunjin slipped his shorts down to his knees, you felt his cock as he rubbed on top of your ass, pressing his thumbs on his cock to apply pleasure on himself. “Hyunjin please, it wasn’t what I-” cut off by Hyunjin grabbing and bringing your hands behind your back as he pushed them to bring your head down on the bed. Placing himself on your entrance “I just can’t leave you alone can I” was all he said as he entered your pussy “you’re mine y/n” he ran circles over your ass as he got a grip of you and started thrusting, not letting you adjust to his member.

You turned your head from side to side “oh g- please Hyunjin” closing your eyes from pleasure, not really knowing how to control your emotions. “What was that?” Hyunjin sped up making the sound of each thrust the only thing that kept ringing inside your head. “Hyunjin I can’t- please I’m gonna-” that only made Hyunjin more lustful as he thrusted even deeper and harder inside of you, without Hyunjin pulled out before you could cum and let go of your arms.

Panting you laid there trying to catch your breath “go ask Bangchan to finish” he said as he pulled his shorts on and walked out of the room leaving you with an unfinished orgasm “that fucking bitch” you said rolling your eyes completely annoyed at his audacity.

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Jeongin x female reader

“You know it wasn’t like that” you turn away from Jeongin as you took off your shirt and pants to change into your pajamas, leaning down to open the bottom drawer you felt a hand on your waist. Looking over you feel Jeongin pulling you back, grabbing your hands in the process as he pushed you onto wall. Both your hands now above of your head, pinned to the wall, Jeongin s other hand touching your cheek as he pulls you into a soft kiss.

“I gotta change, lee know needs the control for the Xbox remember?” A sigh of frustration leaves Jeongin as he looks down, a sudden change of mood in the air overpowers Jeongin as he locks eyes with you.

Now pinned down on the edge of the little chair that’s in the corner of the room, your back on the seat as your legs were on top of his shoulders as your ass dangled in the air with no support. “Lee know this, Lee know that, why can’t you stop talking about him every time you’re with me?” He squeezes your hands with his left hand as the right one moves your underwear from your entrance, using one finger to run circles on your clit. You squirm in place as Jeongin keeps holding you in place.

Hearing a knock on the door of the room, you look down at Jeongin with pleading eyes to let you go. “y/n, ready to play? I brought the game Felix wanted us to play. Don’t know if we’ll beat his score but Jeongin said it’ll be easy” the door knob started twisting “well be right out” Jeongin started fingering you at a high speed without any warning.

Your head hung as you felt pleasure between your legs, your legs closing bringing him closer since your legs were wrapped around his neck. “Wait ple- ughh” you threw your head back as Jeongin sped up. “Lee know can’t make you feel this good can he” Jeongin leaned, placing kisses on your inner thigh, slowly closing the gap between you and him. You lifter your hips to speed up the process.

Then Jeongin let go of your hands as he took one lick on your heat slowly, got up letting your legs hit the floor suddenly. You look over at him thinking he’ll start fucking you right then and there. Instead you were greeted with a smirk on his face as he licked his fingers while looking down at you. Turned around and grabbed a towel that was on the bed and threw it over you to cover you as he walked out of the room. “What the fuck…” you said as you got dressed.

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hanalulugguk · 1 year

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Sugar Rush Ride I

Pairings: Han Jisung x fem oc

genre: fluff, non-idol AU

Warnings: none.

Word count: 3.9 k

bold is korean

(Slightly revisited!)

this was a dream i had a few weeks ago that i’ve been think about since and made it into a series of one shots. was so excited to write n post it i didn’t even plan it out so hopefully i won’t change anything.

jisungie library assistant part 1/?

Enjoy <3

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Tossing her pen over the scattered stacks of paper on the table, lyra leaned back in her seat, back pressing against the hard wood of the chair she had been sitting on for hours as she lets out a huff of frustration. Her eyes drift to the clock on her open laptop, 10:27pm , she’s been here since 3pm. Arriving at the busy hours of the library, when the bustle of passing students spending time here to pass their breaks or when people would pass by after work in hopes of finding a new book or finding a quiet place to read, and remaining well into the late hours of the night when there would be a maximum of 10 people spread all across the vast space of the local library.

This was her typical routine, being in her first year of achieving a master’s degree, lyra quickly found herself in a similar routine to when she was in college. Spending the early afternoon in class then spending the rest of her day at the library, studying. Being in the first few months, one wouldn’t expect to be this behind, but apparently the daily 2 hour class was enough to pile up onto itself and create more work, research and extra work to catch up. But that is to be expected, she’s just meant to endure it and push through, especially since a master’s in psychology was her idea.

Opting to take a quick break before she finishes the last task of night to head home, she picks herself up, slipping her headphones off her head and standing from her chair with a great deal of effort, similar to that of a mother of 4 children with a husband to take care of, she take her wallet before pushing her chair in, pile of messy work left to be dealt with later as she heads to the big library doors. Lyra’s favourite thing about the library, aside from everything which is why she spends close to all her time there, is the cafeteria divided from the main common area, the library, on the 3rd floor.

For a library cafeteria, it sure was wondrous, there was always fresh pastries and food in the early hours of the day, the afternoon and sometimes late into the night, depending on how busy it is there. Aside from the pastries and coffee, shockingly good coffee too, the cafeteria provided a really delicious and filling menu, one that people who don’t even come to the library come to visit. With how often lyra goes to the library, she is already familiar with all the staff, no matter their shift, she has at some point come across them or has even befriended them from her college days.

Making her way into the elevator and pressing on the button to the 3rd floor, she pulls out her phone to check for any messages, turning off the do not disturb option. After quickly reading over them, the elevator dings, letting her know that she has arrived at the 3rd floor. As soon as the metal doors part open and the soft voice of Taylor swift reaches lyra’s ears, she steps out with a slight furrow to her brows. Usually, from early morning till late in the afternoon at least, the music playing in the 3rd floor is soft lofi, or quick jazz music, both of which are a funny soundtrack to a late breakfast or early dinner, but nonetheless, they made a little more sense than taylor swift, this late in the night.

As she makes her way past the entrance, Lyra is met with the empty cafeteria, the sound of clattering utensils and plates heard from the back kitchen, aside from the one figure in view behind the cash register. At the sound of lyra’s footsteps the man’s head lifts from his fix on his foot to offer her a small smile. “I was wondering when you’ll come by,”

“Hi axel,” lyra greets softly, leaning on the counter, axel mirroring her so they were face to face, breaths almost mingling. “Hey little dove, how’s studying?” he asks with a light pat to her head. She drops her head forward with a small grunt making axel chuckle. “I think i’m gonna go insane before I cure any kids,” she saunters making him shake his head, “no you won’t. You’re the best future child psychologist of our time,” he defends making her look up with raised brows, “i sense sarcasm.” he shakes his head again with a laugh before pushing himself off the counter to stand up straight.

“What can i get you?” he asks moving to the sandwich stall where all the ingredients and toppings were still left out. “Anything is fine, I just need to get some food in me so my stomach isn’t louder than my music.” lyra responds, going to watch axel put her sandwich together from behind the glass barrier. He slips on a pair of clear gloves before pulling out some sandwich bread, “speaking of music, is this your doing?” she asks pointing her finger up at the invisible music flowing between them, still loud and clear inside the cafeteria, “if it’s past 9pm and it’s not the weeknd or j balvin then yes, it’s me.” axel responds not looking up from the sandwich he was assembling. “Did you get dumped?” lyra asks, eyeing him as he adds extra jalapenos into her sandwich, just how she likes it.

“Is taylor swift for people who get dumped?” he asks taking a quick glance at the girl on the opposite side of the glass. “I am choosing not to elaborate further considering how my only meal for the next couple of hours is with your reach.” axel chuckles as he shakes his head, “don’t worry i won’t poison you,” he assures, making her jokingly let out a loud breath of relief.

“I like jonah’s taste better though,” she says after a moment of silence, axel drops the onions he hand in hand back into their container as he leans on the glass, “why don’t you let jonah make your sandwich?”

“I’ll stare directly in the sun but never in the mirror,” lyra sings along to anti hero playing through the speakers making axel laugh as he goes back to adding the onions on top as a last touch then wrapping her sandwich. “I think you’ll like it, i tried it yesterday and had it again for lunch, it’s my current favourite.” he says handing it to her above the glass. Axel is always using his free food privilege at the cafeteria during his shift to try out new combinations with the sandwiches, switching out different spices and trying new dishes in the cafeteria kitchen. Sharing every successful one with lyra when she comes by.

She unwraps the first part of the sandwich as she takes a generous bite, axel watches her full cheeks and her concentrated face in amusement and anticipation, watching her slowly chew, savouring every emulsion of flavour that she tastes. As soon as she swallows she looks over at her friend with a dreamy look in her eyes, “you’ve truly outdone yourself, again.” she makes sure to add before taking another bite. He smiles, “glad you like it, don’t get bored of it too fast, i won’t be trying anything new for a while i really like this one.” he points making her shake her head, “i could never get bored of eating anything you make.” axel rolls his eyes watching her eat, content smile on her face.

“How much is it?” she asks pulling her wallet out of her back pocket, “it’s on the house.” lyra raises her brows with a scowl, “is that pity?” she asks sarcastically making axel shake his head, “that’s ‘i’ll give you a free sandwich, you’ll bring me cheesecake when you make some’. No pity.”

Lyra extends out her hand for a handshake, axel placing his hand in hers “deal.” they both give a firm handshake. She looks over at the display watch above the cashier as she lets out a small gasp at the time, 10:55. “I need to go finish something really quick before i pack up and leave.” axel looks up at the clock and nods, waving her off, “i need to pack up and help jonah in the kitchen too. i’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yes you will, say hello to jonah for me. And thank you for the sandwich.” she waves as she walks backwards, “no thank you’s just finish it.” axel calls back as she turns around to leave, “consider it devoured.” she calls back, not bothering to turn around as she makes her way back to the library. By the time she’s in and out of the elevator and has made her way back to the library entrance she only has less than half the sandwich left, she wraps it up before she enters, opting to finish the rest on her way home since food isn’t allowed in the library.

When she makes her way inside, lyra notices that everyone else at the library has already packed up and left, the only occupied table in the big library is the one right at the centre right in front of the victorian history section, the one that is home to her scattered paper, laptop and bag. She makes her way over, placing the food in her bag before she picks up her pen and opens her computer again. After about 10 minutes of pure silence, her choosing not to put her headphone back on feeling weary being the only one in the library, the sound of shuffling feet is heard next to her as she looks over at the far right to see a man at the furthest bookshelf from where she sat. the man was wearing a simple oversized white shirt tucked into a pair of beige pants with a black leather belt through the loops of his pants. He had slighty long blonde hair. He stood stoically, putting some books in his hand away. Lyra furrows her brows, not remembering seeing him before with any of the other staff, matter of fact there hadn’t been anyone on the night shift aside from sally, the lovely old librarian, for the past 4 months. She can’t recall either if he was one of the few people who were at the library aside from her working.

As she stares a little at the man, he turns around, eyes fixed to the two other book in his hand as he looks over the titles, now that he is towards her, lyra can see that his blonde hair is relatively longer at the front, his bangs resting on top of the frames of his black rimmed glasses that rested high on his nose bridge. Lyra shifts a little in her seat, turning back to her work, she’s only able to work for a few minutes before she feels too uneasy at the sound of feet pattering outside her line of vision. As she was about to pack up, she hears the pattering grow louder as he makes his way towards her table but walks past her to stand in front of the victorian history shelves. He stands for a few moments, looking between the books as he holds up the last book in his hand, taking a good look at it. Lyra furrows her brows at the strange man before pushing her chair back to get up. As the sound of the chair echoes in the empty library, the man turns around to find the source of the sound. His eyes land on lyra as she stands the table barely a few feet away from him, he gives her a quick shy smile before he turns back around to face the shelves. She notices a slight fidget in his stance as he continuously looks from the book to the shelves. She waves it off and packs up her papers into her file and stacks them on her notebook, when she puts her laptop away into it’s case, the notebook and file follows before she zips it up. Picking the stray items on the desk to put into her bag, the pen, her lip balm, wallet, the earrings that were too heavy in her ears so she took them off and tossed them aside, and her headphones. She slings her bag over her shoulder and cradles the laptop case in her arms, she takes one quick look to make sure she got everything before stepping aside to push the chair back into place under the table before turning to leave.

She takes her typical route home, quick 10 minute walk from the library to the bus stop, wait 10 minutes for the bus to arrive, takes the bus to the closest stop near her apartment, and then the 5 minute walk from the bus stop to her apartment. Lyra lived in a small humble, studio apartment. It was a yearly lease that she was very content with, the apartment was perfect for her.

When you walk in there’s a tiny hallway, as soon as you’re out on your right is the tiny kitchen with the basic needed appliances, stove, fridge, microwave and a sink. On the left is the medium sized bathroom, and right ahead is a small wall that stretches out about halfway across the width of the room where a small wooden desk was pressed up against, her bed lay behind the wall, out of view of the door and anyone who comes in. Opposite the bed was a closet with all of her clothes and shoes, all strategically placed to fit without being crowded. Above the bed was another level, a metal ladder leading up to it where a small lounge area lay. It wasn’t originally there but upon pondering over how to make the apartment feel spacious without crowding things over top of each other to fit a couch and chairs for when people come over. On the second, small, level was a few pairs of chairs on one side whilst the other side had a couch. The narrow floor to ceiling window letting in the midnight sky and light from the lampposts in the street. Hanging planets and pots littered the small apartment adding some colour to the fully white walls and interior along with some wooden furniture.

She set her things on her desk, pulling out her sandwich as she makes her way to the window to close the curtain, she manoeuvres in the dark, munching on the sandwich in hand as she makes her way to the kitchen to heat up some water, in the meantime she eats the last of her sandwich and changes into her pyjamas and proceeds to the bathroom to wash her face before she gets too lazy to do so. By the time she’s pulling her laptop and papers out the kettle starts whistling letting her know that water is done. She makes her way over to it, adds a tea packet to her mug before pouring some water and taking the mug to her desk with her.

By 1:40, eyes drowsy, tea long gone and mug placed aside, neck aching and eyes burning from the only light in the room being right in her face, she’s done with her task. She crawls into bed and plugs her phone into the charger before she’s swallowed by sleep.

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At exactly 11pm jisung makes his way past the building entrance and into the library, he places his bag on the main desk that is used when borrowing books. He takes a quick look around noticing the library to be practically empty, except for a woman who is emersed in her work, not noticing the new presence. Opting to get the job done with rather than wasting the little time left in his shift any longer, jisung goes around to pick up the books left behind by their previous users. Wondering how hard could it possibly be for people to return the books where they got them, it also doesn’t help that jisung still doesn’t know where every genre is and where to put most books.

Once he had a stack of about 9 books placed on one table, he grabs a few in hand and goes around placing the ones he knows where to put them, when he has 3 left he feels a little stuck. The one at the top is an autobiography, so he walks over with all 3 in hand towards the bookshelves closest to the door and places it where it alphabetically should be. Then he holds the last two in his hand, turning away from the shelves as he stares at them. ‘David copperfield’ and ‘a brief history of life in victorian britain’. Isn’t david copperfield fiction? Should it go in fiction?

After a few seconds of contemplating he opts to check the system on the computer, that’s what sally suggests he does if he ever gets stuck. God bless her for being so patient on his first day every time he came to her with a new book he didn’t know where to place, she would guide him to every bookshelf. She did so for every one of the 30 books he placed that day, until. She showed him to use the computer to look up the books, making him thank her profusely and even almost hug her as she smiled at the younger man.

He leans forward, one hand holding him up as he uses the other to type the book titles. When he’s done he knows he should place david copperfield in the fictional novel section and the other book in victorian history, but where are these?

Jisung picks up the two books and slowly walks around, skimming over every section title, hyper aware of how loud his boots sound in the empty library. Wondering, is the sound too loud for her? Is it bothering her whilst she works? At his wondering he takes a quick glance in her direction to see her twirling her pen between her fingers, eyes fixed on the work in front of her. In his peripheral vision jisung noticed the title of the bookshelf in front of her desk, he looks up to read it properly. Victorian history. He pushes his glasses that have slid down, a little further up his nose bridge as he slowly makes his way to it.

He takes a quick glance as he passes by the woman’s table, trying to catch a look at what she’s doing but doesn’t understand anything so he just makes his way past her. Once in front of the shelf he reaches to place the book at the beginning but notices the books aren’t in alphabetical order, more so scattered. He looks at the book then looks back at the shelf trying to catch a pattern, too focused where the loud sound of wood pushing against the floor catches him off guard making him abruptly turn around, meeting eyes with the woman who now stood at the table she was occupying. When he does his eyes flutter quickly, mouth open just the slightest bit as his eyebrows raise a little, he stares at her for a second, one that felt like it lasted longer than it did, before he breaks out of it, flashing her a quick smile before he turns his back to her. Why did he do that? That was so lame.

Jisung is drowned by his anxious thoughts at the few second interaction that can’t even be labelled as an interaction. He mindlessly fiddles with the books in his hand as he ponders, Did he really stare for too long? Has he possibly seen anyone this beautiful before?

The sound of the chair scrapping the floor breaks him out of his thoughts but this time he fights the urge to turn around, he hears the sound of her feet drift further away before they're out of earshot. When he no longer hears them, he turns around to look at the empty table where the only previous company once was, then to the door where she left. Jisung stands there for a second, trying to think up what he could remember of her face. She was very beautiful, her features were so sharp, skin so bright and aura so strong he almost felt it engulf him, her eyes were soft though. So soft he almost melted where he stood as he looked into them. He’s heard of people so enticing they lure you in, their gaze so sharp they cage you, but he can’t recall being able to say that about anyone he’s met before.

Mind in a daze, jisung turns back to the shelf, shoving the book the first place his hand could reach. His arms swing by his side as he looks around for the fictional novel section to place the last book. Once he does he makes his way back to the front.

On his way, his eyes linger at the table where the woman was when he passes. He sighs as he takes a seat at the main desk chair, beginning his last task of the night, checking the borrowed and returned list and updating the manual one and making note of tomorrow’s to be returned list. By the time he’s done it’s 1 am, and he’s been yawning for 30 minutes straight. He closes up the computer, turns off the light when he’s at the entrance with his bag in hand. As he bids farewell to the security guard at the gates he pulls out his phone as he halts a cab to go home.

Once home he notices the lights are on, a light murmer coming from his roommate’s room. He makes his way over and knocks gently, a soft 'come in’ is heard on the other side urging jisung to open the door. Chan is seated at his desk, body turned around to look at the door as jisung leans in, “i’m home.”

“Welcome, did you eat?” chan asks taking his headphones off fully, “yeah i ate before i went to work, did you?” chan nods gently, dark circles under his eyes illuminated by the desk light he had on.

“Hey if i went to work a little late do you think they’ll cut the day out or just the time?” jisung asks, chan looks to be think about it before he asks, “when did you go and when are you supposed to go?”

“11. I’m supposed to be there 6.” jisung answers sheepishly scratching his neck, “yeah consider it a free day i doubt they’ll pay you.” chan answers with a chuckle making jisung groan. “Why were you late?”

“I forgot i was switched to the night shift, i only remembered when i was on my way home,” jisung sighs, chan looking at him sympathetically, knowing the younger has been having a difficult time recently, it was showing in his work, he just doesn’t know why. And he didn’t wish to pry, he knows jisung to talk when he wants to, when he’s comfortable enough to share. “I’m going to bed, goodnight.”

“Night,” chan’s voice makes it out before jisung closes the door and heads to his room. He gets straight into bed not bothering to change, being up since 6 having already taken him out, especially with him needing to be up at 6 again meaning he barely has 5 hours to sleep. For almost an hour he struggles to find sleep,mind clouded with thoughts of anything but sleep, overthinking coming easy to him at the late hours of the night. Some of these thoughts are of the woman at the library. What is she like? What does her voice sound like? What does her smile look like? Is she easy to make laugh? Is she funny? Would she find jisung funny? What does her laugh sound like?

Before he’s able to ponder further he’s already snoring.

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hwa-sinji · 6 months

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BUTTON UP pt: 1

Member- seungmin of Straykids

Warnings- mention of fucking ??? I lowkey can’t tell a lot let me know

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That darn shirt. You could say that the way he talks could piss you off more but the way he looks so good in that shirt wants you to go over and aggressively take it off. And the necklace that is place perfectly in the middle of his collarbone that has your name on it brings your attention up to his edible face.

Oh what you would do to that man if you weren’t here. I mean you enjoy going out to eat with the group. Being able to talk about their schedule and talk to Chan to see how seungmin has been doing at practice and stuff.

But all you could think about is what he did in the car in the parking lot. The way he kissed your neck in the front seat and up your legs in the back is the only thing on your mind. And just leaves you there a hot mess and does nothing but kiss your forehead instead of deal with your current problem that he said that he would deal with when you guys got home.

The dragging of his fingers on the inside of your thigh stops you from staring at him and look down. “You holding up ok?” He lightly whispers in your ear letting his breath tickle your neck. You look up at him with stern eyes but soon softing as you meet his. They almost look like he is trying to apologize for what he started in the car. You shake your head and no and his eyes change like they want to devour you now.

“We will leave soon” he says as he turns to the table to pick up his water. He shakes his hair a little to fall a little in front of his eye. You don’t know how long you can sit here next to him without doing anything. “Seungmin” you say quietly. He turns to you “love” “can we just leave now” “impatient are we?” He say with a blank face.

He lets out a huff as he stands up. Chan looks at him with a confused face” we are leaving Y/N has to be up early tomorrow and she still has some work to do” “ok well drive safe” Chan say as you stand up and you grab seungmins hand . As you guys are walking towards the door the boys yell good bye as seungmin opens the door with his back and waves with his other hand as the other one lead you out side. As you watch his face out to the parking lot you try to see if he is mad or not. He looks at a you smiles for a second and looks back to where he is walking.

He unlocks the car and opens your door as soon as you sit down he grabs the buckle and buckles you in and kiss es you’re cheek before he close the door. You watch him get in the drivers seat and turn on the car. His hand reaches the dial for the radio and buckles up. He put his right hand on the back of your seat and looks back leaving his neck exposed to your eye view.

When he straightens out the steering wheel he slides his right hand in between your thighs and separates them. “What are your plans for when we get home” he states. You look at and role your eyes “ I was just planning to maybe go take a bath maybe finish watching the game from earlier” he looks at you for a second. “I’m going to slap you” you state as he giggles a little. The ride back to the apartment wasn’t long but oh was it torture every time he squeezed your thigh a little you would get damper and get a little dizzy. How could I be mad at him though?…..

“Come on” he mumbles from his lips as you walk to the door of his apartment. He walk over to the door putting in the code. While he does that you can’t help but drag your eyes to his fingers up his arm and around to the front of his neck where his collar bone is sticking out of the top of his button up. God. That necklace. Your eyes wonder up to his lips then past his nose bridge straight to his eyes. His gorgeous brown eyes that are looking at yours.

He opens the door and let’s you go first. “So were you really serious about watching the ga-“ you were cut off by a tight grip on your waist and a face leaning into your neck. He breathes in your hair placing kisses along your neck. “My beautiful beautiful girl” he wispers against your skin leaving kiss after. He spins you around pushing you into the kitchen again the counter. He looks you in the eyes. “I was thinking before I do that” he pauses coming next to your ear and wispers “I will fuck you on the counter maybe just maybe fuck you on the bed then on the floor and make you cock dumb in the shower” he pulls back to see the look on your face.

#Straykids smut #straykidsfluff #hyunjin #Chan #leeknow #seungmin #jeongin #Felix #changbin #hanjisung #smut #reader x Straykids #fluffs Straykids #kpop #Spotify

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jadenlix · 9 months

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Slumber-Party

Pairing: Jisung X Fem!Reader

Summary: your best friend, Jisung treats you in the only way he believes you deserve.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: oral sex (F receiving) slight over stimulation. Jisung being cocky. Mentions of cheating. Praise kink. Sadistic jisung if you squint

Word count: 1.1k

Fic song: slumber party - Ashnikko

LIGHTLY edited

“Fuck!!!”

Your back arched in the most glorious of ways. Your body tingling with the kind of heat every sexually active human dreams of. Your knuckles white with tension as you fist the pillows

You look down to see your best friends face perfectly placed between your thighs.

Han Jisung. Your friend. Your best friend of 12 years. Was eating you out on your shared couch. But eating out was putting it lightly. He was devouring you. His tongue curls up and around your clit perfectly. His middle and ring finger, knuckle deep inside you, pumping against your g-spot. Hitting it almost every time. He was a god. A sex god. You had been friends for so long without knowing anything of what he could do. What he was capable of.

He pulls away for a short moment, his fingers still moving expertly inside of you. His eyes studying the way your face contorted in pleasure. “You taste divine” He purred. Giving the inside of your thigh small kisses, a small bite here and there as he reached over to the table, picking up the joint that laid there. You had placed it down just before Jisung had decided to eat the rich. Literally.

He lights it, bringing it to his lips, taking a long drag as he keeps his eyes on you. Your chest rising just as fast as it was falling. Small beads of sweat had formed across your forehead. Watching him dumbfounded how he could just stop to take a weed break. “Ji-”

He passes the joint to you “smoke, you better finish it before I finish you” he tells you bluntly.

You nod, mumbling a ‘yes’, taking a long drag, exhaling as he lowers his head, his tongue meeting your cunt once more.

Jisung could never ever get sick of making you scream out to him. The way your thighs trembled, shaking uncontrollably as you squeezed his head between your thighs as he attacked your swollen clit.

Soon enough, you felt hot all over again. Struggling to focus on smoking the joint as he ordered. Taking a small puff before letting out a whimper from the pleasure, unable to take back the smoke. Your hand comes up to cover your face, letting out a much needed intense moan.

He glanced up to look at you and for a minute he paused again. "Don't hide your face." You silently nod and he reaches up to interlock your hand with his as he continues to stimulate you.

He keeps his eyes directly on yours, silently ordering you to do the same. He looked beautiful, like a perfect painting. The Glistening of his chin. The puffiness of his lips, all swollen and red from how he's licked you clean. The way he pulls your clit into his mouth by his teeth before releasing it. Your heart is beating faster. He releases your hand, using it to dig his nails down into your hip to keep you stuck to his tongue.

He's so good. So fucking good to you and the moment you imagine it...it hits you.

He was your bestfriend, fucking you dumb with his tongue. And you had a boyfriend.

“Tell me I’m better than Aaron” He sounds sickly sweet now. He doesn’t need you to tell him that. He knows he’s better. The noises you make are loud and incoherent, and you feel your body being ripped apart by the cruel hands of the sadistic man before you. Something Aaron had never done. Jisung is your roommate, your best friend, you have told him everything. How your boyfriend can’t pleasure you the way you like. And in the eyes of Jisung, he can’t pleasure you the way you deserve.

Soon your screaming out, “Fuck, Jisung!” You discard the joint to the side, no longer to focus on it. Your hand now comes down to grip onto his hair, pulling it, yanking it as hard as you could. Your hips lifting, pushing your pussy harder against his face as he pushes you over the edge.

He pulls his mouth away, his fingers still working your cunt, but nowhere near enough to make you cum. “I said tell me” He groans softly as his hand slaps down against your clit, making you body jolt from the sting of pleasure “I’m better”

You look back down to him with begging eyes, “you're better than Aaron” you respond, heart pounding, sweat dripping from your forehead. You were desperate. You needed this.

His lips wrap around your clit once more, small nips, his tongue swirling faster now, his fingers reach inside of you, in search of your g-spot again. “There she is” he moans when you scream out as his fingers curl against your spot.

"It's too much, in a good way;" you explain, your voice shaky and high pitched as you try to speak through the pleasure. Your words are even more breathless as your moans pick up, a sign of your orgasm coming back up again.

"Yeah? You like that love?" he coos, beginning to move his tongue around your throbbing clit once more. The stimulation of it all sends you into a frenzy. Your moans picking up as you try to close your legs around his face.

"That's it, darling. Cum” he praises, keeping his fingers deep inside you, working you through your orgasm until you push him away from the overstimulation. Aftershocks wrack your body in small waves, your dripping cunt just fluttering around nothing.

"Was that good?" he teases as he watches your chest heave, a chuckle falling from his lips when you just whine and nod, thighs still pressed together tightly.

"Yes, it was really good," you sigh loudly, trying to catch your breath.

“I can tell angel," he chuckles, beginning to massage your thighs as he sits up. Placing a small kiss on your knee.

“We can’t tell anyone” you mumble, still recovering from being fucked out just by his mouth and fingers.

“Wise of you to think I’ll let you go back to him” he smiles down at you. Standing up so he could pick you up. “Your mine now”

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strayflowersstarsandlove · 3 months

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Accidentally flustering bf!skz💋💌

thought I would get back to some more crack content this time around 😅 (I think leeknow is my fave🤭)

🖤hyung line🖤

🖤maknae line🖤

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sungielvr · 9 months

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Nervous Young Inhumans M.List

(rl/smau) SKZ x OC

Summary- Seoyoon just wants a way out..

Warnings- HEAVY TRIGGER WARNING, S/H, Depression, Anxiety, Eating Disroders, these topics will not be light i will be going into detail. there will be some dark humor on seoyoons part, there will be eventual smut, seoyoon smokes weed a lot, poly!skz, very crude language and descriptions, Seoyoon starts OF

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to be continued..

here is the playlist to get a feel for the vibe of the plot :3 !

Note- there will be a face claim but obviously you can imagine yourself or whoever you like this is just someone who i though matched the aesthetic of my character (laid back, indie style clothing) her ig is peace.yami. i've had this draft for months now and i'm excited to see what it becomes i'm very open to feedback and how i can do better so let me know 😎❤️🫶

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skzimagines · 11 months

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Characters: Dom!Bangchan x female reader. | All of Skz |

Genre: College!AU | Smut, smut and more smut.

Summary: Chan has had his eye on the “femme fatale” of their group, for a while now. When you all get invited to a party, he takes this as his shot to get closer to you, without making it obvious.

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“You’re way out of her league anyway.” Minho say says, wrapping his arm around Chans shoulders with a laugh. “No he’s not! Shut the fuck up. He just isn’t interested. Asshole.” I laugh.

Minho has been trying to hook Chan up with this girl in our class all night. Chan has no interest in this girl, but Minho has taken it upon himself to invite her over with us. She stood around by Minho most of the time. I think she got the hint that Chan wasn’t feeling her, when she tried to dance with him and he lightly pushed her away.

We’ve all had plenty to drink, not understanding anything coming from our mouths anymore. Being tipsy quickly turned in to us being drunk.

“He’s not interested because he’s in love with you.” Minho yells over the music. I look at Chan, he looks down at the floor with a light blush tinted on his cheeks. “Go away!” I yell, pushing Minho away with a laugh. Minho walks away, and things become quiet between Chan and I. I get a text from one of my friends, who are outside smoking. They ask if I want to come out with them. I get closer to Chan, to talk into his ear. Considering he wouldn’t be able to hear me from the distance I was at, with how loud the music is. “Hey, do you want to come outside with me?” I ask. He rests his hand on my hip as I ask in his ear. I pull back to find an answer, he nods his head with a smile.

I grab his hand and drag him through the crowd of people, finding the back door and stepping out on to the balcony. The smell of smoke instantly hits my face. My friend walks up to Chan and I, embracing me into a hug. She pulls away and eyes Chan up and down. “Who’s this fine man?” She asks with a smirk. I laugh at her reaction to him, turning around and pulling him foreword by his sweater pocket to introduce himself. “I’m Chan.” He says, with that award winning smile. She stares at him for a few seconds longer.

“Are you fucking my best friend?” She says out of no where. I playfully smack her arm and give her a look of warning. “What? I’m just asking!” She says in a high pitch tone with a smirk. “Umm.. n-no I’m not… fucking her.” Chan answers her, but he’s looking into my eyes as he says it. My friend passes me a joint and a lighter. “Here, you two need to relax. I can taste the sexual tension between you guys. It’s sickening.” She says with a laugh before walking away.

“I am so sorry about her, she just has a mouth that cannot be tamed, I’m sor-” he cuts me off by taking the joint out of my hand. “It’s okay, no worries.” He says, placing the blunt between his lips and lighting the end. Taking a long drag before passing it to me. I do the same. I pass it back to him and he takes it, moving closer to me. His face centimeters from mine. “Besides, even if I was fucking you… I wouldn’t walk around telling everyone.” He whispers, sending chills up my spine. He takes another hit, blowing the smoke out directly into my face. I take a deep breath in as it flows past me. “Do you want to fuck me Chan?” I ask, in the most innocent way that I can. I take the blunt from him and take another long drag, exhaling it to the side. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first time I laid eyes on you.” He admits.

I drop the blunt and grab his face, slamming my lips into his. The kiss was aggressive, our tongues slapping against each others and our head rock back and forth, trying to explore each others mouths as much as possible. His hands cup my ass, mine pull his hair. Heavy breathing, moans and groans are all you can hear from the both of us. Like two lost souls have just found their soulmates.

“Mmm.. take me to a room Chan.” I say in between kissing. “You don’t have to tell me twice. He pulls away and grabs my hand, pulling me into the house through the crowd of people. He drags me down a hallway, finding a room and pulling me in. He shuts the door and turns the lock, then turns around and smashes his lips into mine.

I begin to back up, until the back of my knees hit the bed. I scoot across the bed, laying down. Chan climbs on top of me, quickly undoing his belt. “Give me your hands.” He demands. I give him a questingly look, holding my hands out for him. He moves my hands closer together and starts to wrap his belt around my wrists, finishing up by giving it a tight pull. “Try to get out baby.” He whispers. I pull at the restraint, trying my best to free my hands, to which I fail. “Perfect.” He says. He stands up, and strips himself of his clothes. He then pulls my pants down, leaving me in nothing but my white tshirt and black thong. “Mmm… you dressed up for me.” He says, twirling his finger around the string of my thong. Letting it go with a snap against my hip. “All for you Chan.” I whisper. I suddenly feel a sting on my thigh, as he lands a harsh smack on it. He slips out of his boxers before crawling back on top of me. He takes my restrained hands and places them over my head, holding them down with his hand. “From this point foreword…” he starts to say, as he drags his other hand up my body and under my shirt, pulling it up. “You don’t call me Chan.” He continues. He pulls my bra down, my tits falling out of the top on full display for him. He grasps one in his free hand and begins to squeeze my sensitive bud between his fingers. “You call me daddy.” He finishes. Giving my nipple a tight squeeze. A loud moan escapes my lips as he does so.

He eagerly lines himself up with my entrance, pulling the string of my thong to the side, out of his way. Before slamming himself into me. His hard cock slamming into my walls, my head flys back and my eyes roll. “I’ve.. waited.. for this.. for a very… long time.” He says with every deep and hard thrust. Cries and streams of moans are the only thing I can bring myself to say.

“Are you close baby?” He asks. I’m too fucked out to answer. A light slap is placed on my cheek. “Answer me when I talk to you.” He growls, fucking into me harder. “Yes daddy, I’m going to cum.” I moan out, louder than expected. “Good girl baby, cum all over daddy’s cock.” He groans.

My stomach grows tighter the more he talks. I can feel his thrusts growing sloppy, telling me he’s just as close as I am. He brings his free hand up to my mouth. “Open.” He says. I open and take his thumb into my mouth, licking and sucking as if my life depended on it. The look on his face sends me over board. My legs wrap around his waist, my head falls back and my eyes roll into my head, as I feel myself come undone around his cock.

“Mmm. That’s it baby, that’s it.” He groans as he hits his high. Covering the inside of me with his seed. He lays there for a second before pulling out and collapsing on the bed next to me.

“Why did this take so long to happen?” I ask with a smile. “Because I was too big of a pussy to make it happen.” He says with a chuckle. We lay in silence for a few minutes. Just taking in each others features. “Round two?” I ask with a smirk. “For your sexy ass? As many rounds as you want.” He smiles, before climbing on top of me again.

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chvnssecret · 2 years

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Things Stray Kids like you doing (NSFW)

Chan

He loves it when you sit on his face/ride his face. Any given moment, he will lay back on his pillow, and flicker his fingers at you in a ‘come here’ motion. There’s nothing more he loves than to just be buried between your thighs, lapping your juices all over his tongue whilst squeezing your ass.

Minho

He loves you being on your knees for him. You don’t even have to be giving him head, but simply sitting there and showing him that he has control is enough to rile him up. He loves your doe eyes that look up at him, all innocent and practically begging for him to touch you.

Changbin

This man loves it when you moan his name. It gives him butterflies and always makes him want to make love to you even more. Bonus points if you moan it into his mouth. But no, seriously, he always thinks that his name only sounds pretty if it’s coming out of your mouth.

Hyunjin

He loves it when you suck on his fingers. They’re long, and he likes you showing him how much you can take, before you take him fully. He’ll tap your lips in order for you to open up, gently placing his fingers in and putting pressure on your tongue to make you gag. It turns him on so fucking much.

Han

When you swallow his cum/let him cum inside of you. He loves filling you up, no matter which way. He loves the way you keep sucking him whilst he’s cumming and sensitive, moaning on his cock and swallowing his juices. The way your pussy seizes up around his length as he shoots his load into you. He. Loves. It.

Felix

He loves it when you ride him. Dominating him in general, actually. Telling him ‘no’ and controlling things your own way. There’s just something about your stern tone, as you roll your hips on his cock, that makes him so horny and needy.

Seungmin

He loves when you address him as ‘sir’ or ‘master’. It’s that small part of domination he has over you that he loves. The name just gets him going, and definitely makes him want to fuck you harder. If you even try to address him by his government name, he’ll edge you until it’s ‘master’ or ‘sir’.

Jeongin

He loves it when you scratch his back during sex. Nothing quite gives him pride like when he sees his back bleeding after a few rounds. They’ll scar, but he’ll still be shirtless around the boys because it fuels his ego. He just loves knowing that you’re feeling good because of him.

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may-bornmia · 9 months

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Clingy Little Baby (series) - Bang Chan

(a/n: THIS HAS BEEN POSTED ON WATTPAD UNDER MY USERNAME may_bornmia !!)

Pairings: Bang Chan x OC (you can picture yourself, whatever makes you comfortable :))

Warnings (for the entirety of the series): littlespace, forthcoming smut, subspace, a HUGE amount of fluff, fast-paced story

CHAPTER 3: The Presentation

"Next up, we have Bang Chan and Park Ahyoung," the Psychology professor announced, and Chan and Ahyoung walked up to the podium and stood before the students with a couple of sheets in their hands for reference. He cast a little glance at her, and noticed that her legs were trembling.

Standing behind the podium, Chan did not make it obvious to the rest, but his fingers laced around hers. She almost jolted at the touch, but he gave her hand a slight squeeze, whispering to her, "You're gonna do so well, sweetheart. I know you will."

She got a tad more flustered than she was already, facing her peers who probably did not even know that she existed. So, she stepped forward, and right as Chan was about to withdraw his hand, she clutched onto it tighter, all in utter anxiety. At that moment, the boy she barely knew was unknowingly giving her a lot of comfort, and she was grateful to have his hand in hers. If he hadn't held her hand, she would be shivering before 50 people, making a fool out of herself -- she thought.

Ahyoung took a deep breath, and finally commenced with the topic. Chan proudly stared at her back, listening to her speak, and feeling utmost contentment with her soft, holdable hand in his. He had been wondering how soft her hand would feel in his for weeks, and now that it was in his, he sensed it fully; such soft skin, fluffy and warm in his. Her small fingers were as cute as her, he thought, and restrained himself from smiling like a fool in front of the entire class.

Halfway through her speech, she fumbled with words, and her legs shook as she tried to read the points she had written, overcome with embarrassment for stopping midway. He felt her tighten her grip on his hand, and he rubbed circles on the back of her hand with his thumb.

"It's okay, you're doing well," he whispered almost inaudibly, and she found herself relaxing at his soothing touch. She closed her eyes for a brief second and then resumed speaking. Chan sighed in relief, glad that she had not been more anxious than that.

Soon after, it was Chan's turn to speak. As soon as he stepped up, she left his hand, and his skin instantly missed her touch. He almost frowned before starting off with his part of the presentation.

From behind, Ahyoung looked at Chan in wonder. The way he confidently spoke, the way he gracefully carried himself, the way he comforted her -- it was luring her into a spell of admiration for him. She stared at him as he spoke, and once she realized how shamelessly she had been admiring him, she looked down at her shoes, biting her lower lip.

He was too good to be true. Why had she been so scared of him? Was it because of his extrovertedness? Or his popularity?

She could be his friend. He was a kindhearted person, wasn't he?

Seungmin would be so happy to meet him -- she thought, and looked back up at him. By now, he had concluded, and it was time for the audience to question them.

A guy at the back of the class raised his hand, and spoke up, "Ay, Ahyoung, do you have any sort of id in you? Because I bet you're a literal doormat. Ever heard of the word 'sex'?"

The backbenchers laughed, and before the professor could intervene, Chan's blood boiled. He did not have anger issues generally, but sometimes, he got rageful for things that were meant to truly infuriate him.

He looked behind him at Ahyoung, who had the biggest frown on her face. His hands balled into tight fists, and he turned to the culprit of her disappointment, thundering, "You know what? Quit wasting your parents' money by coming here just to spew absolute shit. Right now, you are the fucking doormat for trying to dishearten someone. Ever heard of shutting up and minding your own damn business?"

Ahyoung pursed her lips at his response, suddenly afraid of his raging fury. She had not seen that coming; seeing him furious at someone. As far as she knew, he had never raised his voice at anyone on the campus.

And she was right -- even the professor was stumped at his reaction. The boy who had disrespected Ahyoung immediately shut up, and there was silence for about a whole minute until he heard her sniffling.

He turned to look at her to see her secretly wiping her tears off. Chan's heart cracked at that sight, and he grabbed her hand and helped her out of the class.

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(a/n: next part tomorrow!

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