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cxsmicmyeon · 3 years

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First of all, congratulations on 200!! You deserve that and more, your writing is amazing!

I am here to unsurprisingly request the love of my life, (I’m sure you saw this coming, Zitao.

It almost killed me to choose the prompts lmao, but we got there, I chose 3, a combination of the 2.

From fluff; 9 and from smut; 41 and 42.

Again, so so proud of you!

hi kai!! thank u so much and thank u for sending in a request!! i’m so sorry this took so long to come out )): i do hope you still enjoy though!! 💞

THIS FIC CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18.

9) "if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

41) "call me that again.” 42) "did i do that?”

genre: non-famous domestic au! comfort/fluff and smut. wordcount: 814 warnings: explicit sexual content, dirty talk, praise kink, dry humping, swearing

author’s note: aaa yay my first zitao fic!! i’ve wanted to write for him for a looong time but never really got a plot in mind! thank u for sending a req for him kai!! :D

Looking over the array of items you packed, you let out a contented hum before closing and zippering your suitcase shut. You lifted it off your bed and placed it down, wheeling it toward the half-open door of your bedroom. After setting it in its usual spot, you looked up to see your boyfriend, Zitao, with his arms crossed and a huge pout on his face.

Putting on a sad smile, you walked toward him, placing your hands on his forearms. He looked down at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

“Why do you have to go already?” he mumbled, burying his face in your hair. You sighed softly, rubbing his back comfortingly.

“I know, Taozi. I wish I didn’t have to go on this trip either. I wish I could stay with you and Ace for longer than a damned week.” You heard Zitao sniffle softly as he squeezed you tighter, never wanting to let go.

Your heart broke seeing Zitao cry like this. He always got a little upset whenever your boss sent you on a business trip despite knowing that travelling was crucial to your job. You even wished you could work at home for at least a year so you can make up for lost time. But the one chance that you could be home for longer than a week, your boss had to send you out for two weeks. And seeing Zitao’s heart break over the news was more difficult than being apart from him.

“Hey, if you cry, I’ll cry. And that won’t be fun for anyone.” You joked, trying to get him to smile a bit. He grinned slightly, looking down at you.

“I know, I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I finally get to see you after so long and you have to leave again.” He sighed.

“I know, baby. I wish I could stay too. I’ll try to talk to the boss and get home sooner.” You assured him, bringing him to your shared bed. Opening your arms, you allowed Zitao to cuddle you, kissing him softly and whispering soft reassurances as he cried silently in your arms.

Soon enough, Zitao’s cries stopped. He removed himself from your grip, giving you a slight smile as he dried his tears with a tissue. He sat back next to you on the bed, putting an arm around you.

“Hey, do you wanna... y’know,” You raised your eyebrows, hoping he got your message. “One more night before I have to go.”

“Yes.”

Grinning, you wrapped your arms around Zitao and kissed him softly. He kissed back, smiling into the kiss as he brought you closer to him. The kiss soon grew heated as you moved to straddle Zitao, grinding down on his growing erection. You broke the kiss, smirking as you grinded against him again.

“Did I do that?” You teased, rubbing your crotch against his. Zitao returned your smirk, thrusting upward which caused a whimper to come out from you.

“Who else would?” Zitao breathed, sucking a love bite into your neck. You hummed as you latched your lips onto his again, moving your hips downward to contrast with his upward thrusts.

Clothes went flying and before you knew it, you were underneath Zitao, being peppered in kisses and nips as he explored your naked body with his mouth.

“Fuck, you look so pretty underneath me like this, honey. So pretty.” Zitao purred, sliding your panties down your legs. You moaned loudly as he traced his fingers on your thighs.

“Zitao. Call me that again.” You mewled as Zitao sat up, lining his cock with your entrance.

“What, ‘honey?’“ You nodded, spreading your legs and crying out as he sheathed himself inside of you. “Honey... you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock.”

His name fell from your lips as he fucked you with all the love and passion in his heart. He showered you with ‘Honey’ after ‘Honey,’ showing you how much you meant to him. You intertwined your hands with his as he continued pounding into you, bringing you and him closer and closer to your releases.

“Taozi, I’m so close.” You cried, feeling your walls clench around him.

“Let go, honey. Cum all over my cock.” At that, you screamed, seeing stars as you came. Hard. Zitao groaned as he reached his own orgasm, biting your jugular as he released inside of you.

After cleaning up, you curled close into Zitao’s arms, tracing indistinct patterns into his chest. He kissed you on the head as he held you close to him.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.” You mumbled, feeling your eyes flutter shut as your fingers slowed. Zitao hummed in agreement as he stroked your hair for a bit before falling asleep to the sound of your soft breathing.

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itstheoneshot · 3 years

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Rack City

Summary: Working in corporate has its perks, and the parties are definitely one of them.

Word Count: 3.7k

Pairing: Luhan x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral, Unprotected Sex, Drug Use.

You sit alone at the bar, at the booked out venue, surrounded by your co-workers, but talking to no one. It is the end of Financial Year party, and the business that you work for did extremely well this year, so you are all out to celebrate. Working in HR has great benefits, though the parties are the top of them all, free food and booze, to your hearts content, though you always feel a little out of place.

You are younger than most of the people here, most of them top of the board CEOs, from neighbouring companies, all here to rejoice alongside your own company’s leader. You could not care less about networking, unlike so many of your colleagues, always shopping around for better companies to work for, you’re content where you are, you are respected and treated well, which is a big change, being a woman in a man’s world.

You are not alone for too long though, as you hear the barstool next to you move, and you glance over to come face to face with a man you don’t recognise. He looks young, much younger than the other businessmen here, probably around your age, he has dark brown hair, soft features, and eyes that sparkle so much your breath is taken away.

“Luhan, and you?” He asks, extending a hand to take yours.

You reply with your name, just as he brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your fingers before letting go. His aura is magnetic, and you fall into rhythm with simple conversation quite quickly. He is energetic, talkative, friendly, and so fucking cute.

“I’ll be back in a minute, please don’t go.” He says, standing up from his seat, he waits for you to nod at him, before he turns to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

You focus back on your drink, finishing the glass in front of you, you order another, and are halfway through it when Luhan joins you again. He hails the bartender down to order himself a drink, and turns to face you to pick the conversation back up where it was left.

“Why are you here alone?” Luhan asks you.

“Do I look like I fit in here?” You laugh, “Why are you here alone?”

“My dad is your boss. I’m only here for the party.” He smiles at you, taking a long sip from his drink, polishing off the glass.

You glance between him, and his father, the CEO, across the room. They hardly look alike, but you guess you can see it if you look close enough. Luhan chuckles as he catches you staring, and he reaches across to touch the back of your hand with his fingertips.

“What are you thinking, doll?” He asks you.

You stare into his sparkling eyes again, god you could get fucking lost in them, his dilated pupils, gazing intently back at you.

“I’m not drunk enough, the drinks they’re serving aren’t strong.” You reply, holding up another empty glass.

“I can fix that.” Luhan replies, raising a hand for the bartender’s attention.

You watch as he orders you a drink, and see the bartender pour out double the spirits, pulling from the top shelf. You know this would not fall under the ‘free drinks’ category, but the son of a rich CEO definitely has the charm to score you each a better drink.

“I hope this is better.” Luhan nods to you, holding out the glass.

You take a sip, and damn he was right, it is better. Sweet, strong, but with no burning sensation, it doesn’t take you long to finish this glass either. Luhan smiles as you place your glass down on the bar, he is so pretty, you can’t stop staring, though he hasn’t taken his eyes off you, either.

“It was delicious, thank you.” You respond, watching as he too finishes his glass.

“Dance with me.” He says, not a question, but an order, he takes your hand as he stands up, almost pulling you over as he turns you around.

“I don’t... Luhan, nobody else is dancing.” You whisper urgently, feeling your cheeks flush.

“You nervous, sweetheart? Liquid courage wasn’t enough?” He teases you.

You shake your head, still far too sober to dance in front of your coworkers, but you are standing, and your fingers are intertwined with his. He steps you away from the bar, though after only a few steps, you realise he is not taking you to the dance floor, but walking you toward the bathrooms.

Luhan can feel your apprehension, as once you reach the bathrooms, he doesn’t let go of your hand, and instead opens the door to the single stall room, gesturing you ahead of him.

“I’m not trying to fuck you in here, doll, just come with me.” He assures you, and you believe him.

Luhan locks the door behind you, and he lets go of your hand as he walks to the counter. He fixes his hair, while looking at his reflection in the mirror above the sink, before turning his head to look at you, and giving you a cheeky grin.

“Would some... non-liquid courage help you to dance?” He asks, as he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

He flips the wallet open, and slips his hand in, only to extract a tiny ziplock bag, full two thirds of the way with a pure white powder.

“Coke, sweetheart, if you’d like some.” He offers, as he places his phone face down on the counter.

He pours a line out on the back of his phone, and takes a pre-rolled note from his wallet to his nose, before bending down to rack the line in one go. You giggle, you had thought to yourself that you would have more fun at this party if you’d been this level of not-sober, but you had not managed to find anything in time, and you didn’t really want to do it alone.

“If you’re offering, I’d love some.” You reply as you cross the room to join the man, just as he cuts a line up for you.

Luhan steps out of the way, handing you the note as he does, and you lean in to rack the line. You tilt your head back as you stand, sniffing sharply, you feel the powder as it drips down your throat, a familiar feeling that still makes you want to gag every time. The numbness begins to hit almost immediately, shit this coke is good, though again of course it is, this man is rich rich.

“Better, doll?” Luhan asks, as he places his wallet back into his pocket.

“Much better, thank you.” You reply, god you’re already feeling the early dopamine rush, it has only been a minute, so you know you are in for a long night now.

“Then let’s dance.” Luhan smiles, taking a hand to your waist, and leading you back out of the bathroom.

His grip is firm, strong, you don’t remember the last time a man had his hands on you at all, especially not one as gorgeous as the CEO’s son. You walk onto the dance floor, though as you were worried about earlier, there is just the two of you. As the cocaine flows through your bloodstream, and the alcohol hits you a little, you care less about embarrassing yourself, and more about having fun with the gorgeous man whose attention is fully on you.

With his hands on your hips, the two of you begin to dance together, some sensual moves, mixed in with some crazy dances, resulting in hysterical laughter, though your bodies always end up close again. You dance for a while, until you feel that you could go another line, though before you have a chance to say anything, Luhan is dragging you off the dance floor and back to the bathroom again.

You gesture to Luhan to go first, it is his coke, you don’t mind waiting, and it gives you the chance to admire him. You wonder whether he is into you the way that you are into him, you are besotted, and of course the coke is only elevating that, but your head feels clearer than ever before, everything is just heightened.

“For you.” He says, holding the note out again.

This time as you lean over, Luhan traces his fingers down your spine, sending shivers to your bones as you inhale the sweet powder laid out for you. As you straighten your back, his hand slips further down, cupping your ass, inspecting you.

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” He asks you, as you turn around to face him.

“I’m fine... good. How are you?” You ask in response, he is so close to you now, you can feel his breath, hot on your lips.

“Good, but I’m bored here. Do you want to leave? We can party at mine, instead?” He gazes at you expectantly, awaiting your response.

The second line hits you more than the first, your heart is beating fast, your nervousness ceases to exist as you realise what he is asking you. You do not want to be here any longer either, would much rather go somewhere else, not surrounded by the people that you have to work with every day.

“Let’s go.” You say.

Luhan nods, stepping back from you, and he takes an arm to your waist again. This time the feeling is more electric, powerful, wanting, as he leads you from the bathroom and directly toward the exit. You do not stop to say goodbye to anyone, and you pray your boss doesn’t see you leaving with his son, as you enter the elevator to go down to the ground floor.

At this point, you are desperate for Luhan to kiss you, his hand moves from your waist, to your chest, groping your breasts through the dress you have on. You do not want to make the first move, but you allow him to touch you, patiently waiting, then impatiently waiting.

“My driver is here.” Luhan notes, leading you out the front as the elevator arrives at the ground floor.

A fancy, black SUV awaits, and the driver steps out to open the door for you. Luhan orders you in first, and you are unsurprised as he sighs, grabbing your ass again as he follows behind you. You sit down and turn to him as he takes the seat next to you, close, so fucking close, he lifts your legs and places them on top of his as the driver begins the journey back to Luhan’s place, wherever that is.

“Have I told you that you’re gorgeous?” Luhan asks, as he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

“Says you.” You reply, deflecting the compliment.

Luhan pulls that little ziplock bag out again, and this time pours a line out onto your thigh. You watch as he racks it, using the same rolled up note from earlier, and then you gasp as he licks a stripe across your skin, clearing away any residue left behind.

“Taste good too, doll.” He observes, smirking at you as he sets a line up for you on the back of his hand.

You copy his actions, taking the line, and then licking away the last of it, though you tease him one step further, as you lick up his fingers, and take two of them into your mouth. You see that this shocks Luhan, as he bites his bottom lip, letting you suck on his fingers a moment more before pulling them out.

“Cheeky, making me wanna take you right here, bet you’d love blowing me in the back of my car, wouldn’t you sweetheart?” He purrs, lifting a hand to cup your cheek, you assume right now will be the moment that he kisses you, but again he pulls away.

“We’ll be back at mine soon, more fun there.” He continues, and you have to fight back the audible sigh that is begging to surface, he is such a tease, and he knows it.

You are glad that it doesn’t take long to arrive, because of course Luhan lives in the city, in a high rise apartment, penthouse, of course he fucking does. Your eyes widen as you walk inside, his place is beautiful, you have never seen anything like it. The view is immaculate, the furnishings worth more than you will probably make in a lifetime, though you don’t have time to stare as two possessive hands take you by the waist and turn you to face the owner of them.

“Such a pretty girl,” Luhan sighs, “Shame I’m gonna mess you up, isn’t it? Though I’m sure you’ll still look pretty, all sweaty, fucked out, and covered in my cum.”

You are not able to respond, as he kisses you before you find the words to. A lingering, passionate kiss that takes your breath away. Luhan raises his hand to the back of your neck, pulling you in for more with a tight grip that has your head spinning. You do not want to stop, leaning in for another kiss as soon as Luhan pulls away, your tongues collide, you can’t get enough, his taste, his scent, fucking everything.

“Come, doll, no need to stand in the hallway when I’ve got a whole house full of rooms I can fuck you in.” He orders, stepping back from your embrace, and taking you by the hand.

“Hmm... I mean we could just go to my bedroom, but I’m thirsty, so kitchen first.” He teases, dragging you behind him.

His kitchen is the size of your apartment, with a huge marble counter in the centre, he leads you over to the counter, which you rest against while he fixes himself a glass of water. You take a sip when he offers you, fuck, coke makes your mouth dry, and as he finishes the glass, he places it down, and closes the gap between you again.

“On your knees.” Luhan instructs you, and you find yourself obeying without a second thought.

Luhan reaches down, taking his wallet out of his pocket and throwing it on the counter behind you. He then moves his hand to unhook his belt, just as you unbutton his pants, and unzip them, letting them fall to the floor. His legs are thin, toned, and you lean in to lay kisses up his thighs, the man’s knees almost buckling under him as he grows more desperate for you. You reach his clothed member, already fully hard, and you notice it twitch as you hover your mouth over it. You lick at the tiny wet patch, soaked from the pre-cum he has leaked, and he groans at the sensation.

“No teasing, sweets, show me what that mouth can do.” He growls, making haste to pull his underwear down, freeing his cock, hard and resting against his stomach.

“Pretty cock, Lu.” You admire him, laying your tongue flat to lick from base to tip, before closing your mouth over the head.

Luhan’s fingers knot in your hair as you move your head down, taking his full length into your mouth. He groans as you move your head up and down, humming into him, contented by the beautiful sounds he makes as he is enamoured by your skills. You take him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, as Luhan thrusts to match with your own movements.

“Ah, shit, could just do this til I cum... fucking your pretty little mouth, but where’s the fun in that?” Luhan moans, lifting you off him just when you are starting to get into rhythm.

He pulls you to standing, and you make haste unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it over his shoulders to fall amongst the clothes already stripped from him. He helps you remove your dress, and your bra and panties come off seconds later, too.

“You’re fucking stunning.” He breathes, taking a hand to your breast, and the other dives straight in to find your slit, running stripes across your folds with his fingertips, teasing you as you grow wet.

Just when you think he is going to relieve some of the pressure growing between your thighs, he moves his fingers away, and with both hands lifts you up to sit on the counter. The marble is cold, and you hiss at the sensation, though as Luhan leans in to kiss you, and you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer, goosebumps raise on your skin for a whole other reason.

His hand traces down your front, to reach where he was teasing just a moment ago, and he lets out a low groan as he pushes two fingers into you, just as you whine aloud, loving the feeling, but wanting more.

“Already so wet, doll? I would’ve taken you home earlier if I’d known you’d get so needy.” He coos, as he brushes your clit with his thumb, you reflexively grind your hips down into his fingers.

“Please fuck me, Lu.” You mewl, his fingers are good, but not enough, not after the taste you got of his cock, you need it inside of you.

“You want it bad, don’t you?” He teases, as he pulls his fingers out of you.

He continues to work your clit, as with the other hand he takes his cock to your entrance, arousal flowing from you, the perfect lubricant for him to breach you, your tight walls around him cause him to moan as he thrusts in to the hilt. He does not give you time to adjust, as his movements start in a steady rhythmic pattern, and you let him guide you to lay flat on your back on the countertop.

You watch as Luhan reaches behind you, picking up his wallet, and with one hand, opening it and pulling out the coke, fuck, the bag is half empty. You try to remember just how big the lines were that you had, but you’re distracted, as he opens the bag and pours a line out onto your collarbone.

“Hold still, sweetheart.” He instructs you, placing the bag down and taking the pre-rolled note into his hand instead.

He leans over you, still thrusting, but more gently in order for you not to move, as he racks the line from your chest, and much like he had when he took the line in the car, he licks your skin clean of any leftover, though this time moves to lick up your neck and to your lips.

“Some for you, too.” He says, pulling you to sit up, he pulls out of you, chuckling at your whining, you don’t want to be empty.

Luhan turns you around, bending you over the counter, he ceases your complaints as he finds your hole to thrust straight back into you. He leans over you, grabbing the bag to pour a line onto the counter. You pick up the note, taking it to your nose to inhale, though Luhan fucking you makes it extremely difficult, you lick the counter clean, feeling the numb burning on your tongue just as he grabs you by the hair, pulling you up from the counter.

He pulls out, only to turn you around and pick you up under your thighs. You wrap your legs tight around him for support, as he walks you from the kitchen, and down the hall towards what you can only assume will be his bedroom. The door is open, and he steps you to the bed, collapsing you both down onto the mattress.

Holy shit, you are fucked, as the rush from the coke courses through you, you push Luhan over onto his back, straddling his hips, and you lift yourself up and he guides you to lower down onto him. His cock hits you at a whole different angle from here, the euphoria has you close to screaming as you ride him.

“Shit, doll, fuck yes... ride my fucking cock, show me how badly you want it.” He curses, with his hands on your hips to aid you.

Every time you drop down, you grind your hips into him, feeling your release as it builds in the pit of your stomach, you are so close to losing yourself, so ready to lose yourself. You are both coated in a layer of perspiration, both from sex and from the drugs cascading through your bloodstream, neither of you mind, only finding it hotter, you’re both so desperate for this.

“Lu... I’m gonna cum.” You warn him.

He responds by pulling you down to him, and thrusting into you from underneath, he kisses you between panting breaths, and you prepare to let go.

“Cum for me, sweetheart, wanna feel you cum on my cock, be a good girl now...” He coaxes you.

Your toes curl, as your body seizes, clenching around the cock buried deep in you, just for you to release as your high overwhelms every part of you, a steady chant of Luhan’s name escapes your lips as he fucks your orgasm out of you, his moans mixing with yours as he too comes close to climax.

As your breathing evens out, Luhan rolls you onto your back, and thrusts only a handful more times before his rhythm falters.

“Gonna...”

He pulls out just in time, taking a hand to his cock to stroke himself as he releases up your stomach, all over your chest, hitting your chin. You catch your breath as he milks himself dry, you are coated filthy, fucking disgusting, so fucking high, as you stare at the man hovering over you.

“I told you that you’d still look pretty after I messed you up.” He smirks, leaning down to kiss you before collapsing beside you on the mattress.

You lay together for only a few minutes, before Luhan stands, and grabs your hands to have you stand with him.

“Come, shower with me,” He offers, “Though I can’t promise that I won’t want to take you while we are in there, too.”

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froggyfics · 3 months

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EXO OT12 Masterlist

Note: I am not longer writing for this fandom.

Fluff = 💚

Angst = 🧪

Smut = 🍉

When He Leaves to Complete his Military Service 💚🧪

When He Returns from Military Service 💚🧪

How He Smiles When He Sees You After a Long Time 💚

When You Say That You Hate Him 🧪

#exo scenario #exo fluff #exo angst #exo x reader

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vex91 · 11 months

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Loona Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Wong Kahei:

Nothing yet...

Ha Sooyoung:

Nothing yet...

Jeong Jinsol:

Nothing yet...

Cho Haseul:

Nothing yet...

Kim Jungeun:

- Only I can do that (f)

Kim Jiwoo:

Nothing yet...

Jeon Heejin:

Nothing yet...

Kim Hyunjin:

Nothing yet...

Park Chaewon:

Nothing yet...

Choi Yerim:

Nothing yet...

Son Hyeju:

Nothing yet...

Im Yeojin:

Nothing yet...

OT12:

Nothing yet...

#loona x reader #wong kahei x reader #ha sooyoung x reader #jeong jinsol x reader #cho haseul x reader #kim jungeun x reader #kim jiwoo x reader #jeon heejin x reader #kim hyunjin x reader #park chaewon x reader #choi yerim x reader #son hyeju x reader #im yeojin x reader

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bangchanshehe · 3 years

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The Orphanage pt.12 (M)

Growing up in an orphanage was hard, but when three men kidnap you as collateral, you find out that your life prior to being trapped in a house with twelve men was a piece of cake. Your loved ones were more corrupt than you thought and your enemies are closer than ever.

OT12 X OC (INCOMPLETE)

word count 2.7k

When Suho kicked the door shut your heart sank and you didn’t really know what to do. You stared up at him with wide eyes and your mouth closed shut in a pout.

“What? Are you embarrassed that I walked in on the two of you?” Suho asked with a raised eyebrow and a sideways smile.

You couldn’t decipher if Suho was seriously mad or not or if he was playing games with you, so you decided to not say anything and just nod your head in silence. You let your head hang to the ground as you waited for Suho to yell at you and Chanyeol or leave frustrated.

“Hyung!” Chanyeol whined like he was upset “Stop doing that. You’re obviously making her nervous?”

You looked back at Chanyeol to see him giving Suho a cut it out type of look and you felt your body relax a bit. When you started to realize that Suho wasn’t upset you turned to look up at him to gauge his mood for your own.

As you peered up the two of you made eye contact and Suho continued to look at you with a smirk. After a moment he finally took a few steps towards you and he ran his hand over the top of your hair as if he were petting you. in a moment of relief, you let out a soft sigh and allowed yourself to turn your head into his palm as if you were nuzzling it.

“what princess? Was I not enough for you?” he asked sweetly but you knew that he had darker intent

You opened your eyes and gazed up to him in shock. Was he seriously trying to do this here? With Chanyeol? You had never had a threesome before and to be honest the though did cross your mind, but you were much too nervous to initiate that with both men since Suho was so aggressive on his own.

“no. sorry. I was just caught up in the moment” you said softly enough for him to barely hear.

Suho continued to smile down at you and he looked over at Chanyeol for a split second before he looked back down at you. “don’t be sorry.” He stated as if it was no big deal “I enjoy watching as much as I enjoy participating.”

“hey! Even if you were okay with watching who says that I’m comfortable with it?” Chanyeol said barking back at him.

Suho let out a soft chuckle before he removed his hands and put them up in the air in surrender. “fine.”

You stood up on your feet and adjusted your hair and clothes, so everything sat straight while you looked around the room for a distraction.

“why don’t we get comfortable and watch a movie” you said trying to redirect the entire mood.

Chanyeol jumped in the bed and quickly settled in on his side and Suho nodded his head in agreement. The two of you approached the bed and Suho gestured for you to sleep in the middle. You gave him a small smile and then scooted in as far as you could. The bed was a tight fit for all of you to share and you were hyper aware of the amount of physical contact you had with both men’s legs.

The entire time during the movie you tried to focus on what was going on, but you were constantly bringing your attention back to the men every time that one of you moved, which was most often Chanyeol.

“what’s wrong?” you asked him quietly.

“Nothing.” We quickly responded as if he was in a panic. “it’s just a little hot since were all in the bed.”

“here” you said reaching for the covers trying to pull them off him and over to your side.

But as soon as your hand landed on his comforter to pull back, he had a firm grip around your wrist. You looked up to him confused as to why he was suddenly stopping you if he was hot. It was the only solution that you had if the three of you were going to stay in the bed like this together.

“don’t. I- “he said in a whisper yell before he let his head fall back against the headboard.

You watched him confused as he sat there in silence. If you were going to help him then he was going to have to tell you what was wrong. Quickly he turned his head over to Suho to see if he was paying attention or not and looked back at you and let out a sigh. He pointed over to Suho and then made a sleeping gesture and you looked over your shoulder for confirmation.

Again, Suho was fast asleep, tucked under the covers with his hands behind his head. You smiled at him and then turned back to Chanyeol who was looking at you as if he had kicked a puppy.

“Chanyeol tell me what’s wrong and ill help you.” You pleaded with him.

He stared at you for a few moments before he quickly pulled you in for a passionate kiss. You were startled by his quick movements at first but as soon as you felt Chanyeol deepen the kiss you shut your eyes and allowed him to take control of the moment.

His tongue wrapped around yours and he lightly tugged on your lips with his teeth before he pulled away from you and took big heavy breaths. The two of you stared at each other for a moment before Chanyeol gently placed your hand over his firm erection. Your eyes widened involuntarily and then you peeked down to see what he was so desperate to hide under his covers.

The tent that you hadn’t noticed before was standing proudly right in front of your face. and you didn’t know if you were so worked up because you had been lonely lately, if it was from hooking up with Suho or if you really liked Chanyeol… but you instantly felt a heat rise inside of you. You looked up at Chanyeol who was giving you ‘fuck me’ eyes and you softly whispered “bathroom.”

He stood out of bed and immediately pulled you out with him. Holding you by the arm, you were dragged behind him as he strode inside and then shut the door behind the two of you.

Once you were inside Chanyeol stared down at you as if he wanted to tear you limb from limb. And for a moment you were almost afraid of how primal he looked. But without another moment of hesitation Chanyeol quickly wrapped his arms around you and began to kiss you fiercely. As you both fought with teeth and tongues Chanyeol picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He turned the two of you around and sat you down of the bathroom countertop before he quickly pulled his shirt over his head.

You stared at his muscles and you subconsciously bit down on your bottom lip. He still had such a slender and tall figure, but his muscles were thick and toned. His abs were deep and defined and his shoulders were broad and strong.

You reached out to gently trace your hand over his gorgeous figure but Chanyeol stopped you. You looked up into his eyes worried that you had crossed some sort of boundary that you shouldn’t have. But Chanyeol looked down at you with such a dark and lustful expression that you knew that you hadn’t crossed the line.

“I’m not in the mood for sweet and gentle, beautiful.” He said as he lifted you up once more so he could remove his oversized sweats off your body. “I want you right now.” he said huskily as he pulled his own sweats down with his boxers.

You stared down at his size and your heart fluttered. If you thought that Suho was large, then you were in for a treat. Chanyeol’s cock was long and girthy and veiny just like Suho’s was, but he had at least an inch or two over Suho.

He stepped towards you and pulled your hips flush to the end of the bathroom countertop. You put your hands behind you to steady yourself and you lifted your knees to Chanyeol would have access to your womanhood.

With one hand Chanyeol pulled your panties aside and with the other he lined himself up at your entrance. He looked up at you with a smoldering glare and you stared back. He leaned in for a sloppy kiss and while you were distracted with it, he sunk his cock into you inch by inch until he was completely sheathed inside of you.

You gasped and stared up at him with wide eyes, while he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a quiet groan.

“fuck you’re so wet” he said through shallow pants as he rested completely inside of you.

You wrapped your legs around Chanyeol’s waist and held onto him by his shoulders. He bent squat down a bit and held onto your hips as he began to move his hips in and out slowly, allowing for you to get adjusted to him.

“please… harder Chanyeol” you begged him.

It was enough for him to straighten up and pound into you at a speed that had your eyes rolling back. And within minutes you could feel yourself start to lose your control. You had let go of Chanyeol’s shoulders and leaned back against his mirror, using it for support while Chanyeol roughly pounded into you.

You stared at his face and groaned at his look of lust and concentration. His eyebrows were pursed together, and he looked down at where your bodies met as he slid in and out of you.

“you’re so sexy” you said to him with a growl.

Chanyeol threw his head back with a groan after hearing your compliment and then quickly pulled out of you. Still holding onto your hips, he pulled you off the top of the counter, so you were standing in front of him. He bent over and kissed you harshly before he spun you around, so you were facing the mirror and then bent you over the countertop.

He took a moment to appreciate the view of you spread out in front of him with your ass up in nothing on but his oversized t-shirt. “you look so good like this” he said before he gave you a firm spanking.

You lightly yelped out in surprise and covered your mouth so you wouldn’t be so loud and possibly wake up Suho. And you were happy that you did because right as you silenced yourself Chanyeol completely bottomed himself out in you.

You groaned loudly into your hand and looked up at him through the mirror with half opened eyes. His beautiful body was starting to sweat and glisten in the dim light of his bathroom and you watched as his shoulders and abs tensed up as he fucked you from behind. Suddenly Chanyeol scanned up your body and he slowed down his thrusts into smooth drawn-out ones as he made eye contact with you.

“this pussy feels so good” he said in a whisper to you and you gave him a half smile.

“Do you want to cum in my pussy Chanyeol?” you asked him back in a taunting manner forcing him to groan and throw his head back so he could concentrate on not Cuming too soon. “cum in me” you said just loud enough for him to hear over the skin slapping against skin.

Chanyeol let out a loud growl before he picked up his pace once more. But this time he pounded into you so hard and so fast that you were unable to speak or see anymore. Your vision had completely blacked out and you wanted to scream in ecstasy as your orgasm took control over your body, but your voice was completely gone.

You pushed back against the mirror and into Chanyeol’s hips as you began to twitch and loose complete control of your body.

“fucckkk” Chanyeol groaned as he completely paused his thrusts so he could feel you twitch and squeeze around him. “oh, I’m gonna cum” he exclaimed.

He was about to pull away from you so he could pull out, but you held onto his wrist, keeping him firmly in place. He looked up at you as he came inside of you. He twitched and let out his held breath as you felt his semen splash against your walls. and he thrust his cock into you a few more times to push his cum into you as far as he could.

The two of you sat there for a moment while you allowed your heart rate to calm down and you caught your breath. And when Chanyeol had finally pulled out he quickly started the shower so the two of you could rise off.

When the water was warm enough, he held onto your hand and pulled you in with him. The two of you stood in between the shower head, sharing the water and Chanyeol watched you as you lathered up your skin and rinsed yourself off.

“are you going to continue to stare at me like that all night?” you asked him.

He smiled and laughed quietly “I’m sure that you would be just as starstruck as I am right now if you were in my shoes.”

You looked up at him with curiosity “starstruck?” you asked.

He nodded his head with a smile and gave you a small hum in agreement.

“what an amazing review. Ill have to put that one on my resume.” You said taunting him.

Chanyeol chuckled and stared at you for a moment before he finally talked again “I really do mean it when I say starstruck… I have been following your artwork for years now. and every chance that I get to go to Eugene’s or any other artists night around town I go in hopes that I can meet your or at least catch a glimpse of you.” He admitted “I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel so connected to your art and I knew that I had to meet you.”

You smiled up at Chanyeol and stood on your tip toes so you could give him a sweet kiss. You were thankful for Chanyeol’s sweet words, but you didn’t quiet know how to respond to him. So instead you let your kiss do the talking.

“come on, let’s go back to bed.” You said softly.

Chanyeol nodded and turned off the water before he stepped out of the shower. He held out his hand for you so you wouldn’t slip on the floor and you took it with appreciation. He handed you a towel before he wrapped himself in one and you watched him with satisfaction as water dripped down his body.

When the two of you were covered up you tried your best to open the door without waking up Suho. Chanyeol quietly pushed the door open and peeked outside to check on Suho and let out a sigh of relief when he was still sleeping in his comfortable position.

He pushed the door open wider and dashed off to his closet with you in hand. He handed you another clean set of clothes and you thanked him by sneaking one more kiss from him. Chanyeol chuckled at you and pulled his boxers up and a shirt over his head, never once breaking his smile.

When the two of you were dry and clothed you tip toed to the bed and tried your best to get in without causing too much noise or dipping the bed to fast and jolting Suho awake. You held your breath as you and chanyeol laid down and pulled the covers over yourselves giving each other a smile for your success.

“Your bathroom truly has horrible acoustics.” You heard Suho say over your shoulder in a very calm voice.

You stared at Chanyeol with wide eyes and your heart dropped…. Busted again.

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haveanotherkpopblog · 3 years

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The 12 Days of EXO-mas

Pairings: OT11!EXO x You, Surprise! X You

Genre: AU, Angst, Fluff

Rating: PG

Summary: One day. One boy. All leading to a special Christmas.

Day 1- 12/13

--> Santa’s Christmas Cookies

Day 2- 12/14

--> Deck the Cubicles

Day 3- 12/16

--> Angel with Curly Hair

Day 4- 12/17

--> Strangers in the Night

Day 5- 12/18

--> Gardenia’s Secret

Day 6- 12/19

--> Sweet Lullaby

Day 7- 12/20

--> Promise Me

Day 8- 12/21

--> Love of Devotion

Day 9- 12/22

--> My Dearest Love

Day 10- 12/23

--> The Price of Perfection

Day 11- 12/24

--> All I Want for Christmas

Day 12- 12/25

--> Santa Baby

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yifanxai · 4 years

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You loved me and I froze in time Hungry for that flesh of mine

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boba-xing · 4 years

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Dawning {Chapter 2}

Fem!Reader x Mafia!EXO (OT12)

Warnings: vague mentions of violence

Your woken by a soft shaking, and as you blink your eyes open to the light you see a very beautiful face in front of you. Although startled you find a strange sense of comfort in the stranger who swiftly brushes some hair out of your face.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." He chuckles a little, clearly admiring your face.

You respond with a small whine.

"It's time to get up, princess." He coos, gently pulling the duvet away from your face and helping you sit up. It takes you a moment to register what's happening and you smile when you see the man in front of you properly.

"Pretty." You push back your hair before reaching for his face, he just smiles in response, letting you cup his cheeks for a moment before you pull away.

"I'm Luhan." He looks at you with pure heart eyes, admiration in his voice, "And you're adorable."

Now it's your turn to blush, hiding your face in your hands.

"Don't be shy." He giggles, taking one of your hands into his, "Do you want to come and get some breakfast, beautiful?"

"Breakfast?" You blink at him,

"Kyungsoo made some pancakes, he thought you would like some." Luhan helps you out of the bed, "I know you don't normally have it but we need to put some meat on those bones."

You nod vaguely at him, still a little dozy.

He leads you down the corridor and to the dining room. "The others are quite busy, so it's just you and me for now."

"Okay." You sit down next to him, taking a plate of pancakes from him happily. You'd only had Chinese pancakes before (a birthday dish a few years back), and you didn't really like them. But these ones looked different...thicker.

Luhan realises your fascination with the pancakes and chuckles, "They're an American recipe, I think."

You nod and hesitantly take a bite.

"Here." Luhan pours a good amount of golden syrup over the pancake and gestures for you to try it again. So you do, and it's good.

"I like it."

You both sit there eating in silence for a while before a question pops into your head. "Is Suho your boss?"

Luhan looks up at your sudden speech, "Well, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"He's the leader of our group, but he makes decisions with Xiumin, Yixing, Kris and me. And, of course, he listens to everyone."

"What do you mean by 'group'? Are you brothers or...?"

"We're a mixture of half brothers and friends." He explains, "It's quite complicated."

You pause for a moment, "Why are you letting me stay with you?"

"You have a lot of questions, don't you, princess?" he laughs softly, "Well, we've known your family for a long time and we owe your father, so looking after you is a form of repayment."

"Owe him what?"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that." He frowns,

"How many of you are there?" You put your cutlery down and prop your head up with your hands,

"Men? Twelve including myself."

"That's a lot."

"I know, princess, but don't be intimidated." He smiles, “We’re all softies, even Xiumin.”

“He looks like a cat.” You giggle,

“Yes, yes he does!” Luhan laughs, “You’re so cute!”

You feel warmth in your cheeks and your chest buzzes with a strange feeling. Is this pretty man really able to protect you?

“Luha-”

“-just call me oppa.” he smiles,

“Oppa,” you correct yourself, looking over to the window, “What’s it like out there?”

He follows your gaze for a moment, a frown forming on his lips as he looks back at you for a second. You look back at him as he stands up, taking your hand in his as he guides you through the house, “Let me show you.”

You soon enter a games room with large glass doors opening into an outside pool area. Luhan pulls the glass door open and you sigh as fresh air fills your lungs, a sweet flowery aroma along with it.

Walking across the tiles, you both reach grass - soft and blindingly green. Unlike Luhan you aren’t wearing shoes, and you enjoy the feeling of barefoot on the ground. “Do you like it?”

Coming to a halt, you observe the mass of grass around you, the clear blue sky, the light summer breeze. The acre of land is surrounded by a spiky mental fence well-hidden by decorative bushes and flowering plants of various colours and scents. You feel free and...safe, with Luhan holding your hand in his.

“This is incredible.” You smile,

He smiles too, watching the happiness on your face with adoration, “But listen, princess, you can’t leave this property.”

You turn to him with a frown.

“Not everywhere is safe and pretty like this, okay? Outside of this home, people want to hurt you, people want to take advantage of you. If you go out there, someone might take you - and then you’ll end up locked up again, how your life was before now, but worse.” He rubs his thumb over your fingers, before bending down to capture your face in his hands, “Promise me you won’t leave this house without one of us.”

“I promise.”

“Good girl.”

When you got back inside you found several more men at the table, eating more pancakes than you could count and hardly even glancing up at you...except for one.

The handsome, tan man smiles at you from the other side of the table, “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Kai.” Luhan seems to send the man a glare before sitting you back down, “Beware of Kai, he’s a bit of a flirt.”

You nod.

“I thought that today you might like to have a lazy day, spend some time with the boys and get to know them.” Luhan smiles, carefully brushing a hair away from your face, “Is that okay, princess?”

“Yes.” You’re not entirely sure why you keep being called pet names, but every time Luhan calls you princess your heart thuds in your chest and you get this weird tingling feeling.

“I know you’re shy but you don’t have to be nervous, okay?” he squeezes your cheek, “You’re adorable and they’re all going to love you.”

Your sweet little conversation is disturbed by a sudden yelling from the other end of the table, and as you look over you see Kai and a taller, lanky boy jumping at each other. Before you know what’s happening you’re ushered behind Luhan and observing a full on fist fight in the dining room. You gasp as Kai flings the other man onto the table, smashing several plates and throwing cutlery everywhere. You’re confused why Luhan isn’t intervening but it all becomes clear when an angry looking cat man storms in. “WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?”

Both of the men freeze and you let out a small, rather embarrassing, whimper at the shouting. Thankfully Luhan is the only one who hears and gently wraps his arms around your frame, pulling you into a warm hug.

“I’m trying to work and I have you two baffoons making a racket out here? Pull yourselves together!” you bury your head in Luhan’s chest, comforted by his fingers running through your hair. “We have a guest and you start fighting in front of her? What are you...infants? Both of you, my office. Now.”

You hear some scrabbling and then the room is silent.

“Is she okay?” you hear a familiar voice in the room and pull away from Luhan.

It’s Kris.

After seeing your face he comes rushing over, hugging you in his arms, “I’m sorry about them, sweetheart, they don’t know how to behave. But don’t worry, Xiumin will sort them out.”

“He’s not going to hurt them, right?” you glance at Luhan,

“No, of course not.” he answers, “Now, why don’t we go and get you changed?”

You nod at Kris, letting him take your hand and guide you away.

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