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lalal-99 · 2 years

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43, 54, n 82 for the Drabble thing please!!! With Hyunjin 😩💜

43 "Do you trust me?" 54 "You're doing so well. Just a little more." 82 "Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, sweetheart."

Hyunjin x afab!reader | established relationship | explicit sexual content | exploring kinks | 3k words

Synopsis: When your boyfriend introduces you to the beautiful world of ropes and blindfolds, you can't wait to have him show you all that he knows.

Note: Uff… Honestly, I enjoyed writing this maybe a little too much. This is my first venture into bondage (and light bdsm), so please be kind. I'm not a pro and if there are any mistakes, please point them out to me.

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Just a taste

"Do you trust me?"

"I… I do."

And you really did. You trusted Hyunjin more than you had ever trusted anyone before him, but your answer still sounded unsure.

"I'll need you to sound a little more enthusiastic and less scared for your life," he chuckled, his finger softly running over the curve of your cheek.

"Sorry. I'm just a little nervous."

In your head, everyone doing this for the first time had to be at least slightly scared. Because what if the ropes neatly binding your bare arms behind your back cut off the blood supply to your hands? Or, what if the ball gag beside your almost naked body made it so hard for you to breathe that you'd fall unconscious? Sure, Hyunjin seemingly had a lot of experience with this kind of stuff. Still, things could go wrong.

"I want to do this. With you," you assured Hyunjin as you took a deep breath to calm yourself.

"Good."

The smile appearing on your boyfriend's face told you that he finally had enough consent to do this with you. Or rather to you. And honestly, you were extremely excited about all of this.

Ever since the two of you had decided to dabble into the more kinky side in bed, you found yourself intrigued at the thought. Up until now, your sex life had been vanilla, if anything. Apparently, Hyunjin had a lot more experience in this field, and you were more than willing to have him show you what else the bedroom had to offer.

"Remember what we agreed on?"

"Of course. Green – everything's good, yellow – slow down, red – stop. I'm well aware of how traffic lights work." You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend. He must have already explained the system to you a dozen times.

"Getting bold already? Maybe I should leave you bound like this for an hour or two – see how much of that is left in you after," Hyunjin pondered as he took the ball gag while readjusting beside your limp body. Your eyes opened wide at this threat, a deep chuckle leaving his lips. "On second thought, I can just gag you. That will certainly shut you up."

As you eyed the object laying over his fingers, you swallowed hard. This, for some reason, was the part you dreaded the most. Hyunjin noticed your changing demeanour, immediately discarding the gag on the bedside table.

"Or, we can just leave this out. We can always come back to it another time."

"Thank you," you spoke almost silently as you relaxed.

"Don't thank me just yet. I'm still gonna use this." He held up the blindfold, scooting further up the mattress and eventually landing beside your upper body. "Head!" he ordered, and you obeyed, lifting your head so he could put the fabric over your eyes. "See. Much easier without your bratty commentary, isn't it?"

The moment your sight was taken from you, you fell into a dream-like state, all your other senses heightening at the loss of light. You could still see shadows through the thin material, but that was hardly enough. The room was dark as is, and by adding the blindfold, you were pretty much blind.

"You look absolutely divine like this, do you know that?" His hands ran over the cups of your new bra – the only thing cladding your body besides your panties. Because it was a special night – you diving into this unknown world of bondage and letting someone else control your body – Hyunjin had gotten you a new set of black lingerie. It was one you would have never bought on your own, the amount of money ridiculous to you for how little fabric it consisted of, but he had insisted on it. And he liked it, so what the hell. "You look even prettier than I expected."

The mattress below you dipped as Hyunjin got off the bed, opening his belt buckle and letting his pants fall to the parquet floor. At least that's what you assumed from the clicking noise you heard. He made his way through the room, seemingly shutting the drapes further, before heading back to your body.

"Do you know how often I dreamed of this very moment?" Hyunjin questioned as you felt his long fingers hover over the skin of your stomach. You flinched at how suddenly he had appeared beside you; You couldn't be sure where he was situated at any given moment. "You, giving yourself to me completely, letting me take control over your perfect body."

As his hands roamed over you – first your stomach, then your neck and chest, almost touching but never closing the gap – you felt goosebumps rise all over your body. You could feel his presence even without seeing him or hearing him talk.

"Can you feel the rush of excitement? Not knowing what I will do next or where I will touch you next?" Hyunjin questioned as his hand pulled down your bra, leaving the cups lingering below your unsteady breasts. A gush of cool air hit them as Hyunjin blew against them, a shiver coursing through you. You just knew he was smiling proudly at your reaction. "It's suffocating and intoxicating at the same time, isn't it?"

"Hyunjin, please!" Your voice couldn't have been above a whisper.

"Begging already? Guess all it took was taking your sight from you," he pondered before sticking his tongue out and letting the tip of it run over one of your nipples for a second. As quickly as it was there, making your back arch and your legs squeeze together, the stimulation was gone again. A frustrated groan left your lips. "Exhilarating, isn't it?"

Hyunjin drew away from you completely as the cold took over you immediately. The second you couldn't feel him all over you anymore, a desperate whimper left your lips as you realised that this most likely wouldn't happen as fast as you had anticipated. And yet, you were intrigued.

How long would it take him to finally give you what you craved? And more importantly, how long you would be able to take it?

Because you wanted to be good, and last; For Hyunjin.

Too bad you didn't know just how long he would be able to control his own urges just to set yours on fire.

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Your throat was hoarse, making it so hard to swallow. All the saliva had dried up at the constant denial of pleasure, your body weak as you felt yet another high approach.

It was close, so close you could almost taste it as Hyunjin's face was pressed up against your heat, lips soaked from the wetness as though he had swallowed it right out of your mouth. The sounds emitting the lustful scenery below you were nothing short of arousing.

Hyunjin's lips wrapped around your clit, tongue circling it as though he was born to pleasure you. His fingers relentlessly pumped in and out of your core as they kept their pressure against that sweet spot inside you.

Right now, right at this moment, you were sure you had never been so close to your sweet release, desperate whimpers escaping your lips like a mantra. Your hands, which were still bound behind your back, pressed up against your spine, nails digging into your own flesh as you tried not to have your boyfriend notice just how close you were. Because, maybe, if he didn't know, he'd finally let you come.

Unfortunately, you weren't doing that good of a job preventing him from noticing as his fingers stilled inside of you, his mouth withdrawing from your heat just as you were about to hit the sweet peak.

"No! Please, Hyunjin!" you groaned frustratedly as a single tear fell from your eyes, running down your cheek. You had been so close, your body silently pulsating as though he was still touching you.

"You're doing so well. Just a little more."

Maybe if Hyunjin had told you just how long he wanted to tease you – how often he planned on pushing you so far and letting you crash right before you could finish – it would have been easier to take it. The suspense was probably the worst part about all of this, as you expected this to finally be the end with every time he brought you right to the edge.

"I can't… I can't take it!" you tried to convince Hyunjin, though he reacted the same way he had done the last handful of times you had assured him you were at the end of your power.

"What colour?" The question you dreaded more than anything at this moment made you swallow as you felt some saliva pooling in your mouth. For a second, you debated lying, telling him that you actually couldn't take it anymore, though you just couldn't bring yourself to it. Somehow, you couldn't lie.

"Gr-" You were cut off as you felt his fingers pick up their pace inside you again. "Fuck! Green. So fucking green."

"That's what I thought," Hyunjin smirked as he pressed wet kisses against your thighs, his tongue slipping past his lips every few centimetres. "You're so good for me."

"Please, Hyunjin. I need to come. I can't take this any longer," you tried yet again, feeling him move further up your body as his fingers kept their slow pace inside you.

"Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, sweetheart." Hyunjin's lips wrapped around your nipple, sucking firmly at the flesh as the tips of his fingers hit your sweet spot again, making you arch your back against him. "Can you feel how perfectly your walls wrap around my fingers, almost swallowing my whole hand?"

"Ugh," you groaned as he swapped nipples, giving your second one as much attention as he had given the first one.

"You've been so good for me. I feel like I should reward you."

When you felt Hyunjin move even further up your body, you expected him to finally give you a taste of the real deal, replacing his fingers with his length. He had gotten rid of his briefs some time ago, his painfully hard erection brushing up against your leg every once in a while. When his free hand made its way behind your head, untying the blindfold, you were as disappointed as you were relieved.

Not exactly what you had hoped for, but it was something.

"You look amazing this fucked out. I could watch you all day."

When Hyunjin's plump, wet lips met yours in a heated kiss, a sigh left your mouth. You hadn't realised that you hadn't shared a kiss yet until it finally happened, and somehow, this made your situation a little more bearable.

Hyunjin pushed his tongue into your mouth after a few seconds, meeting yours immediately as you felt his fingers speed up below. You had almost forgotten about them in the softness of the moment, though when his thumb danced over your clit you were quickly pulled back to reality.

Your lips opened in a hopeless attempt to catch some air as you felt your next edge approach slowly but just as certainly. Hyunjin bit your lower lip as he pulled at the flesh, his eyes focused on your facial expressions. A smirk spread on his face when he noticed just how much frustration your eyes held.

"So beautiful." That was all he said before his fingers sped up, pushing against the same soft spot inside you again. How Hyunjin found it so effortlessly every time, you couldn't tell. All you knew at this moment was that no one had ever made you crave your release as much as he did. "How much do you hate me right now?"

"So, so much. I hate you so much," you answered as your nails dug into the skin over your spine again, the muscles in your arms threatening to rip the rope any moment. That's what it felt like, at least. Obviously, you could have never literally broken through the thick material keeping your arms in place behind your back. "But.. Fuck.. I love you. Please, Hyunjin! I need you."

As you stared up at him in so much hatred and adoration that it could last for a lifetime, you saw something change in his features. Somehow, you declaring your love for him while begging him to let you come was doing something to him. Even though you weren't capable of forming coherent sentences at the moment, your mind started racing, trying to make this revelation work for your benefit.

"I love you so much. I need your cock inside of me right now." Hyunjin's lower lip was caught by his teeth, as you realised it was becoming harder for him to control himself. "Please, fuck me, Hyunjin. I never needed anything as much as you, burying your cock inside me. You feel so good, made for me."

"Fuck."

That just one word could turn things around was a surprise, even for you. You had expected Hyunjin to withstand his urges through more than simple begging. Maybe, since it was the first time you did this, he decided that he should go easy on you. Perhaps he was too riled up himself to keep going. No matter why he decided to finally give in to your pleads, you felt so relieved when he did.

The second you his fingers left you, his length replaced them, slipping in as easily as ever. Other than his fingers, his cock hit every single part of you, enforcing the fullness you had felt before.

"You're taking me so well, baby."

You threw your head back at the praises, finally feeling some sort of ease take over you. His lips soon came to your throat, kissing their way over the hot skin as you got closer and closer to your release.

Your legs wrapped around Hyunjin's back so he couldn't draw away if he were to change his mind. There was no way you'd let him edge you even one more time when he felt so perfect inside of you.

"I'm so close," you told him more as a warning than a request, though he seemed to have a different idea.

"Not yet. Hold it!" It was an order – one you didn't want to disobey, too scared of what he'd do to you if you did. If there was one thing the past hour had taught you, it was that easy just wasn't Hyunjin.

"God, please, Hyunjin." As you were begging for him to give you permission to release, you felt your walls begin to crumble. You were shaking so bad, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you tried to hold it. Which was so hard, seeing as you had been prevented from coming more times than you could count.

"Just a little longer, baby." You could tell that Hyunjin wouldn't need that much longer to join you, though you doubted that you'd hold it long enough. Just one wrong move from his side, and you'd be falling. You were clenching all over his dick as tears started streaming out of your eyes from how desperately you tried holding back. "Tell me you love me again. Tell me how much you need me!"

"I need you… like… I need air to breathe..." Forming coherent sentences was becoming more and more impossible with every passing second. When Hyunjin's hand came to your throat, softly pressing against it, you felt him twitch inside of you. "I love you so much, baby..."

"Now, baby. Let go!"

As if his word was your command, you let go that second, hitting your peak as forcefully as you had never done before. Your body shook uncontrollably – you almost believed you'd never stop spasming from how hard your orgasm hit you.

Hyunjin's name left your mouth, over and over again, as he released your throat from his grip. The air filling your lungs paired with the delicious taste of your high was a sensation you were yet to have witnessed.

You felt Hyunjin come inside you, his release almost as feral as yours. His hair stuck to his forehead as droplets of sweat hit your body below him. When he pushed his lips up against yours, you closed your eyes as he stilled inside of you.

It took you a while to come down from your high, maybe minutes – you couldn't have been sure. When Hyunjin finally released your arms from their restraints with a simple pull on the rope, you realised they weren't as numb as you had predicted. Apparently, Hyunjin was more of a pro than you had imagined.

"You okay?" The concern in his voice made you smile.

"I'm more than okay," you assured your boyfriend as you pulled him down for an innocent kiss. Your heart was still beating way fast as you took another second to catch your breath. "I had no idea you were this good at all of this."

"I'm full of surprises," he shrugged as he pulled the duvet at your feet over your sweaty bodies. "So, you liked it? It wasn't too much for you?"

"Are you kidding me? Had I known you were capable of all this," you gestured to the ropes discarded on the floor beside your bed, "we would have tried it way earlier. I really think you got me hooked."

"Sweet. I already can't wait to show you some of the other stuff I'm into." His fingers traced the lines of your face as you looked at him in confusion.

"Wait. There's more?"

The look of amusement on his face was answer enough.

"Oh, baby. There is so much more I wanna show you. This was merely a taste of all the beautiful things I wanna do to you."

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dominos-palast · 11 months

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I just got obsessed with the idea of a Han jisung x reader where Han runs away with the reader to protect him from his abusive household. They're just teenagers with a car and some cash, and thats it.

I need more after reading this imagine

So if you know anything like that, I'd be glad to know!

Or if you're open for requests that, too!

Thank you in advanved O-O

#skz #skz prompt #han jisung x reader #han jisung x male reader #han jisung x male!reader #runaway han jisung #skz request #Han Jisung Request

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linoscence · 2 years

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Jisung getting sulky about you not getting to remember your anniversary. So you bought him the matching yellow hoodie he was eagerly wanting to wear with you. Though you always decline his persistent wish because of the design of the shirt;A picture of a dog with sunglasses on in front and a “he’s mine” & “she’s mine” saying at the back. His cringey ass. When he literally just made you a song for 30 mins before remembering it, 1 hour before meeting you.

#han jisung #stray kids #skz #stray kids imagines #stray kids imagine #jisung #stray kids fanfic #skz prompt #skz drabble #stray kids han jisung #skz jisung

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justwonder113 · 1 month

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Maknae Part of this lovely ask

Hyung line Here

Masterlist

Warnings: I don't think there's any, but if I missed please tell me. Not proofread. Jisung is having twins other than that nothing is specified.

A/N - I hope you like it, please share your thoughts and reblog. I really love hearing your thoughts. If you have any requests feel free to request. Love you all, please take care of yourselves ❤️❤️❤️

Han Jisung

You couldn't wait to tell Jisung the news. You just knew that he would lose his mind. You two had been trying for a baby for a while now, and you've noticed some changes recently. But you were misled like that earlier with symptoms, so you wanted to make sure that you were actually pregnant. And after taking countless pregnancy tests this morning after Jisung left for work, you headed to the doctor. And he gave you the most wonderful news ever.

You couldn't help but giggle as you walked into the JYP building. Of course, the only thing that could be heard on the whole floor was the screams of your husband and his bandmates. The sound hit you like a wave once the elevator door opened. In fact, they were being so loud they didn't even hear you knock on the door. Thankfully Chan heard you knock and led you inside, welcoming you first with a warm hug. The boys quickly greeted you, well almost everyone, your husband along with Hyunjin and Minho was so distracted by debating that he didn't even notice you walk in. You quickly gave the snaks you had bought earlier to Chan to share with the boys and approached your husband. You couldn't help but roll your eyes once you realized what they were arguing about. Hyunjin and the homewrecker aka Minho kept arguing who was closest to Jisung and your husband, being the menace he is, was only putting gasoline on the fire, enjoying the chaos way too much. Han saw you immediately and quickly approached you and gave you the sweetest kiss ever. Minho and Hyunjin kept arguing and didn't even notice you. Han quickly explained that they were arguing who should be your baby's godfather because being an uncle wasn't enough. You were impressed Hyunjin was this ballsy towards Minho. Who kept grumbling from time to time that he would put Hyunjin in the airfryer and that would solve everything. Han admitted to them that you two were trying for a baby. You smiled at Han and gave him a kiss on the cheek, you motioned to him to listen to you well. You then approached Minho and Hyunjin and stopped them by putting your hand on their shoulders. (Yes you were in a dramatic mood like that.) "You don't need to fight about it. I have great news!" You turned to your Husband who looked at you with wide curiosity filled eyes. "I'm pregnant Ji, and we're going to have twins!" If you thought that they were being loud earlier, your eardrums almost burst from the collective cheers of the boys. As for your husband, he most definitely kind of fainted and was bought back by an awestruck Minho who quickly smacked him on the head to pull himself together. Han quickly regained himself and was all kver you in seconds. Littering your face with millions of kisses, showering you with all kinds of praices.

All of the boys were over the moon and kept congratulating you. Minho and Hyunjin stopped their silly little argument and now sat on each side of you talking to your belly all excited( and if you're wondering that shouldn't your husband be by your side especially now? Bold of you to assume that he even let you go, you were sat on his lap proudly and he kept showering you with affection). Boasting about how much of a cool uncles and godfathers they were going to be. Hyunjin kept talking about how he could teach the babies how to draw, Minho kept talking that he would let them play with his cats and he could teach them how to dance. At that Hyunjin also got visibly more excited. And now they kept talking about all the cool choreos they could teach the kids. Han kept listening with the most proud look in his eyes as he squeezed you closer to him, carefully, of course, but enough to show you just how much he loved you.

It was really sweet and you couldn't stop smiling. Seungmin, being the mance he is, did warn you that you should spare your kids from all the influence of all three of the paboracha members, and you couldn't help but laugh at that, much to the said trios dismay. But you know in the end everything was going to be just fine.

Lee Felix

It was a well-known fact that everyone and their mother adored Lee Felix. You also were one of the victims who fell to his deadly charms and sunshine persona. Of course, you were lucky enough (plenty, like be for real) to call him your husband, but anyways, you get the point. Now imagine what would happen if the said sunshine was soon going to be a father? If your answer is that everyone was going to lose their mind over it, then you're correct because that's exactly what happened. The boys were over the moon once they heard that you were pregnant. Of course they were shocked at first, it was kind of hard to imagine their sunshine baby as a father but they quickly aquitanced with the idea and now were more than excited to be the uncles.

Especially Chan. He was the most excited out of the boys. He loved everyone like they were his brothers but it was a known fact that his bond with Felix ran deeper than that. And now he was as exited as if his actual sibling was expecting a child. Felix was also on the same wavelength and as he didn't have any brothers he did view Chris as the uncle of his Child.

Chan tried his best to be as supportive and as helpful as possible. It was really endearing and cute. All of the boys were. But nothing could beat Chan's determination, especially not when he gave your little one the most precious gift ever. He wrote a little lullaby so you and felix could sing it to the kid every night. It was so beautiful too! Both you and Felix couldn't help but tear up. You two were on each side of him cuddling and hugging him as tight as possible while he smiled shyly saying that this was nothing and he would write many more songs for the kid to enjoy. He really was the most precious best uncle ever.

Kim Seungmin

Your sweet husband was so excited that you were going to have a baby soon. He could barely hold his excitement. It was really endearing. He was so sweet and gentle with you! He gave into your every wish and little craving. He basically carried you on top of his hand. He didn't even tease you that much. It was really cute to see him so eager. Also, you just loved how neat and organized he was. He wanted everything to be perfect for the kid and thought through everything.

You two were settling up the nursery for the kid. He ordered the prettiest set for the kid. He spent a whole month researching all the best products read every review and ect. You just love how excited he was. And you just loved every piece he had chosen. He basically did a presentation on each and every one of them.You gave your comments and your ideas and showerd him your pinterest board, and just like that, you ordered everything for the most perfect prettiest nursery ever.

But now, the dilemma was that you had to assemble everything. Which was a bit harder than you thought, especially since Seungmin barely let you do anything and told you to rest since you were almost 6 months pregnant. You were more than capable, but here was no point in arguing with him, so you gave in.

He sat like that for a while, trying to assemble confusing peaces together, but he gave up after a while. And decided to do something he rarely did. He asked for help.

Changbin was a bit confused, unused to Seungmin directly asking for help. But he was more than happy to help. He quickly got into things and in no time got the hang of it.

You decided to bring the snacks and drinks to the boys, not wanting them to overwork themselves. Seungmin was quietly working on the crib while Changbin helped him and softly sang the song he was working on. And that's when you felt it. "The baby kicked!" Both of the boys' heads snapped in your direction, and in seconds you were sat on the tiny sofa you had chosen for the nursery. Seugnmin and Changbin were on each side of you kneeled on the ground, watching you with eager eyes. Your husband had his hands on your belly and kept encouraging the baby to kick again, but nothing. You waited like this for a while. Both you and Seungmin encouraged and talked sweetly, but still nothing, then Seungmin had an idea. He looked unsure first but still decided to try it out. He turned to Changbin and asked him to sing the song again. Changbin looked confused for a second but quickly complied. And that's when you felt another kick. Seungmin looked like he was about to cry, feeling his child kick. Changbin was so shocked, too! He was over the moon. And he was so excited that the baby liked his voice he immediately started bragging that the baby liked him and that he was most definitely the child's favourite uncle. He kept happily singing the song to you. Of course promising to write many more songs for the litrle one to enjoy. Seungmin was a little bit petty that the baby kicked for Changbin's voice and not his, but he was more than happy that the baby was feeling good and healthy. Although he did promise himself to outshine Changbin and sing prettiest of songs to the baby.

Everyone almost lost their minds then they they heard that their maknae, their babybread was going to be a father. And if you fought that they were protective of Innie they were 10 no 100 times worse for you. They never let you lift a finger whenever they were around and always basically spoiled you rotten as if Innie didn't do that already.

8 months into pregnancy went just like that, so smoothly and without much discomfort. You really couldn't wait before you could hold your little one in your hands.

The little one must have been eager to see the world too because they were always so active. They always kicked around and wiggled for many things, but their favourite seemed to be Seungmin's voice. You discovered it randomly, Seungmin was visiting you and Innie. It was a peaceful day. Your baby was also really calm that day. It was quiet until Seungmin broke the silence by humming some song that was on his mind. And once the kiddo caught the voice they almost went crazy in your womb. Both you and Innie were shocked, but the kid really seemed to love Seungmin's voice. And since that, whenever he was around, Seungmin always hummed different songs to you. Not only did it soothe the baby, but you also really enjoyed it. Even now, as you listened to Seungmin humm some lullaby, you felt so content and peaceful, your eyes were starting to droop. The little one was too active these days and barely let you sleep. Seungmin's voice was like a balm to your mind and soul. You couldn't help but relax more and more as you put your heas on his shoulder as he kept humming.

Jeongin couldn't help but smile as he layed a blanket on your sleeping form. He also couldn't help but give a glare to Seungmin who looked so smug. It was like he grew 10 times more he was so smug and proud that the little one was enjoying his voice so much. He even teased Innie that the baby might like him more than him. There were definitely more than one bickering sessions between your husband and Seungmin about this. There was simply no point to talk about ongoing stray kids wars who was going to be the little one's favourite uncle because Seungmin was an absolute menace about the favouritism your kid showed towards him. It was like everyone tried 10 times more to be the baby's favourite. It was a little bit too much, but hey, as long as the kid was peaceful.

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httpseiki · 11 months

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Hello! Can I please request the prompts:

Keep moaning my like that

Let me see your pretty eyes

For lee know please!

I would love something soft and fluffy where the reader is a bit shy and nervous, I just think he'd be so sweet!

shy and horny.

soft!dom!minho x shy!sub!reader

note: hi hi ofc and yes minho IS a soft dom. as soon as I read this, I teleported to one of my drafts from 2 nights ago. he might like hard kinky shit but he's soft af, especially for his s/o, I think we deserve a minho in our life :(

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ the prompts!!

Let me see your pretty eyes

Keep moaning my name like that.

tw: NSFW mdni, afab!reader, mentions of orgasm denial, reader is very needy in this hehehe, thigh riding, clit play, masturbation. (and I think there's more but)

song choice: Reckless Serenade - Arctic Monkeys.

"minho..." you squeal when his lips leave yours.

he walks away, sitting in the couch. your confused gaze studied his actions, not understanding, wasn't he tryna fuck?

he sat down, legs spreading on the soft material of the comforter. his head lulls back, a groan escaping his throat in relaxation,

"it was so tiring..." minho complains

you take a step closer to him, is he willing to leave you hot and bothered like that? you pull at your cuticles, unsure of what to do next. though, as exhausted as you were, you wouldn't be able to keep standing up for long. you take a seat next to him, bringing your knees to your chest and leaning into his chest.

you were turned on to the maximum. minho's fingers rubbed your clit through your skirt the whole ride home. no, he didn't let you cum, why would he? and when you got home, he was kissing you as if you were the last meal on Earth. then, he goes and sits down and almost falls asleep on the couch.

even now, his eyelids were closed and mouth slightly parted... why was he like this?but oh, he was gorgeous, he looked so good. you wish he was awake to continue what he started. your mind couldn't keep straight, all you were imagining was how his skilled fingers would twist inside you, how his warm tongue would feel sliding against your soaked folds, how his dick would throb against your spasming walls...

"hmmghh... " you sigh, squeezing your thighs together, trying to relieve the ache.

"what's wrong, kitten?" minho asks, eyes still closed.

you don't respond, only a small gasp leaving you. how could you ever tell him what was in fact wrong? it's just too embarrassing...

"hmm? what is it, pretty?" his head turns to your direction.

you look up at him, his hand moving away a strand of your hair lovingly, as he always does. a small smile creeps up on his face. you bite your bottom lip, feeling so close to him, but not quite the close you need,

"c'mere, pretty," minho pats his lap.

you sit on your knees, ready to straddle his waist. but he stops you, pulling you on his thigh and-

fuck, you weren't wearing panties.

minho decided you don't need them in the car, throwing them somewhere in the backseat. now, your exposed cunt was rubbing deliciously against his rough jeans.

and not just that, his thick thigh was so firm and soft at the same time under you. a rush of heat traveled in your body, puffy clit throbbing,

"so you're just gonna edge yourself or...?"

"w-what?" your voice trembles.

"don't you wanna cum?" minho raises a brow.

your mouth opens, but you can't say anything. you thought he didn't notice, but you were basically leaking through his pants.

"aww," he coos, "you're shy, aren't you?"

he pouts and rubs your waist. you were about to cry, not sure if because he makes you feel so small in his hold or because you needed to cum immediately,

"let me guide you then, honey."

you nod and place your hands on his chest, ready to get off. that wasn't your boyfriend's plan, though. he places your legs back around your thigh, shooting you an upset glance.

his hands move down to your hips, pushing them down and grinding them against him. you moan the friction, back arching. you wanted to die in that moment. but you couldn't help the sweet sounds from stopping, no matter how hard you tried.

after a bit, you understand the pattern he was drawing - back and forth, circle, back and forth - and you move yourself on his thigh.

it felt divine, so good you forgot about anything around you. at this point, you weren't even able to follow the pace he started, you improvised it yourself, a chaotic attempt to pleasure yourself,

"you're doing so well, baby."

you felt your cheeks heat up at his praise, head turning away. this was so embarrassing, but it's not like he never made you cum before, so why were you this shy?

"let me see your pretty eyes," minho whispers, hand grabbing your chin and turning your head.

your glossy eyes stared at him, hips stuttering when you saw him jerking off. you whine, feeling his thumb press upon your clit,

"minho!!!" you gasp, pace quickening up, your high approaching you unexpectedly.

"yes, kitten, what is it?"

"hnngh, I-I..." you struggle to speak.

"what does my pretty girl wants, hmm?" he groans, squeezing his cock harder.

"minho- ahh~" you moan when his thumb started drawing eights on your clit.

"yes, princess, that's right," he chuckles, "keep moaning my name like that."

"minho..." you whimper his name, tears falling down your warm cheeks.

"why are you crying, kitten, what's wrong?" he says, tone gentle. "does she needs to cum?"

you mewl, desperate. minho starts moving his thigh as well and you felt the knot inside you break.

"speak up, sweetie, don't be shy," he adds.

"c-cumming, m-minho, mmhhgg~" you grab his shoulder for dear life.

"it's okay, love, come for me, hmm?" he moves his thumb faster. "there you go~"

you fall on him, body trembling as your orgasm washes you away. you breath hazily, tears wetting minho's shirt,

"shh, I'm here, I'm here..." he rubs your back.

"feels good... so good..." you whisper, your core burning from the intensity.

"and you've done a mess," minho giggles. "get on your knees and help me clean it."

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sanakimohara · 3 months

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Seungmin coded relationship? 10/10 experience if you ask me.

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hotteoki · 1 year

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calling skz by their first name (texts)

©️ gyusangels | do not repost

notes: @gayforfelix this is for u gyal x

chan (방찬)

minho (민호)

changbin (창빈)

hyunjin (현진)

jisung (지성)

felix (용복)

seungmin (승민)

jeongin (정인)

the LOL strikes again, this time on jeongin…

#skz #stray kids #bang chan x reader #bang chan x you #changbin x reader #christopher bang #felix x reader #hyunjin x reader #i.n on top #jeongin x reader #jisung x reader #minho x reader #seungmin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #texting prompts

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meeowna · 1 year

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it's capypril time ! - 01 celebrity

#i love skz #does it actually fit the prompt #tbh half assed this....#after struggling with stylization for a bit #capybara #straykids #skz fanart #capypril 2023

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yuna542 · 11 months

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 14<-

Part 15

Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Angst, Smut, Under 18 DNI!, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, Pet names, oral (f receiving), face sitting, handcuffs, dom!reader, choking

Word Count: 6.6k

Note: Here you go. A very very soft bdsm. Thought it would fit with Seungmin. Let me know what you think about it. I really hope you like this part. Comments, Likes and Reblogs are always a blessing! I’m always open for suggestions and requests.

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

The next few days didn't get any easier for Seungmin. While you were busy with meetings, one afternoon you saw him storm out of the studio. He didn't even raise his eyes and his face was petrified and covered with stress and anger, which was unusual for the loving and good-natured singer.

Puzzled, you joined Han and Chan in the studio to tell them when their next appointments were.

"What's wrong with Seungmin?", you asked as soon as you closed the door behind you.

Han was sitting on the couch, looking over Chan's shoulder at the screen where they were working on a song. Jeongin stood at the microphone, going over the verses on the sheet of paper in front of him.

It took a while before he noticed you and waved at you through the thick glass.

Han didn't hesitate to pull you into his arms and buried his face in your neck. His spicy cologne messed immediately with your self control.

"He had singing lessons and was unhappy with his vocals there, and here in the studio he was so tense that his voice then completely failed", he explained, running both hands under your shirt where he placed them firmly against your stomach. He was once again greedy, addicted to every touch he could get from you.

Once you were alone Jisung just couldn't keep his hands off your body.

"He wasn't bad. I think he's just way too hard on himself and the comeback stresses him out so much that he loses his nerves”, Chan said, giving Jeongin a thumbs up to start the next take.

His voice sounded incredible on the track and Chan also grinned enthusiastically when there was nothing left to improve.

"Very good, Innie. We're done", he said and Jeongin smiled in relief. He came out of the recording room and as soon as he was in front of the couch, he leaned down and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips before dropping down next to Jisung and you.

"Seungmin is a perfectionist. If he doesn't meet the hundred and ten percent he's set as his goal, he'll fall into a hole", Jeongin explained and took a water bottle from the floor and took a big sip.

You pulled your legs in and snuggled closer to Jisung's chest while he played with the edge of your bra under your shirt.

"Yes. He's always been like that. He's a control freak and when he loses control he beats himself up for days", Chan agreed.

You had noticed that too. Seungmin was also kind of possessive about things that were important to him and he seemed to think that he always had to be in control. Jeongin put a hand on your knee, which you took thoughtfully and played with the rings on his fingers in your lap.

"Isn't there a way to help him?", you pondered aloud, and Chan turned in his chair to look at you. He took off his headphones and it was obvious he had asked himself that question many times before.

"I think that once he manages to give up control, it would help him. It's probably what he wants all along but can't bring himself to do it."

You nodded slowly and intertwined your fingers with Jeongin's.

Jisung's hair tickled your neck as he brushed his lips hungry over your collarbone, and his fingers on your ribs finally made you relax. Chan turned back to his screen and tapped his thighs.

"Hannie you're up next!"

Directly he groaned loudly and closed his eyes on the crook of your neck.

"Why now, when Y/N is here?"

"You'll still see her all evening when we get home", Chan said with amusement. It was still unusual that you all would actually live together soon, and you kept forgetting it too. Secretly, you wondered if it would ever become normalcy for you to have the boys around all the time. For now, it was still too good to be true.

"Come on move it, Ji!", said Chan, and his tone was so dominant that you almost went to the microphone yourself. However, you could see his smile in the reflection of the screen.

"I'm afraid you'll have to play with Jeongin for a bit now...", Jisung cooed and turned your head until your lips hovered in front of his. He wasted no time in kissing you and as he did, his hands wandered under your shirt, lifting it a bit as he cupped your breasts, squeezing them and making you gasp against his lips.

Greedily he slid his tongue into your mouth and you both smiled into the kiss. You could feel his heartbeat against your back and would have loved to rip off his clothes here and now. When you were together, you could always think you were teenagers in heat who couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Jeongin elbowed Han in the side, making him finally let go of you.

"Come on! Otherwise we'll never get home!", he drove at him, and his cheeks had turned rosy as he had watched you making out without restraint.

Jisung chuckled at the Maknaes look and then got up to disappear into the recording room.

Sighing, you snuggled up to Jeongin and laid your head in his lap. With a gentle smile, he stroked his fingers through your hair, and so you listened to Han as he rapped his parts like it was the easiest thing in the world.

But the thoughts of Seungmin wouldn't let you go. You wanted him to feel better and the words of his members kept playing in your head.

Gradually, an idea began to crystallize as to how you could help him.

As soon as you got back to the dorm, you were enveloped by the smell of fresh Bibimbap. As if automatically, you all drifted to the kitchen where Minho was cooking for you.

"Finally you made it home! Took you long enough", he exclaimed, glancing over his shoulder at you as he handled pots and bowls.

"You cooked for us, my sweet jagi?", asked Han excitedly, picking up a bowl brimming with bibimbap, but not before gratefully placing a hand on Minho's shoulder and pressing a kiss to his cheek. He pulled himself to safety just in time before Minho lashed out and could hit him with the wooden spoon.

"I'm dying of hunger", Chan sighed, and there were already three empty bowls at the kitchen table.

"The others were here before you. But you're lucky. They left some."

Minho handed Chan a bowl next, while you were already sitting at the table, unable to take your eyes off Minho.

His hair shimmered like the shells of hazelnuts in the light and with the kitchen towel over his shoulder, while busy cooking he looked so outrageously hot that heat rose in your cheeks.

Chan handed you his bowl and waited for the next serving, which he passed to Jeongin before taking one of his own. Together you sat down at the table and ate in a comfortable silence.

There was something familiar about it, and you felt strangely at ease.

"This is so good", Jisung mumbled with his mouth full and his cheeks chubby. But he somehow managed to stuff even more into his cheeks.

Chan nodded in agreement and Jeongin shoveled almost all of it into his mouth in one go.

"Yeah. This is delicious!", you agreed, and finally your rumbling stomach gave rest.

Minho leaned back in his chair next to you and put an arm around your shoulders. He looked tired and stretched his back.

"I'm glad you at least like it."

"What do you mean?", directly returned Chan, glaring at him across the table. Jeongin and Jisung also stopped eating for a moment.

"Seungmin came rushing in and disappeared into his room without a word. He looked pretty beat up."

Chan pressed his lips together and Jisung continued to chew a little more concerned as well.

"I guess today hit him harder than I thought...", murmured Jeongin softly.

"Already in a few weeks our album will be released... He has to be in good conditions again by then", Chan said worriedly, already seeming to rack his brain on how to help him.

"Maybe I can try to talk to him...", you spoke up and the others looked at you thoughtfully.

"Yes. Maybe that's really a good idea", Minho said, and the rest nodded in agreement as well.

"You can definitely give it a try. He won't listen to us anyway", Jisung said, continuing to poke at his rice.

So you made your way to Seungmin's room as soon as you finished eating and knocked on it.

"Min it's me. Can I come in?"

Silence. Without further ado, you simply pushed down the door handle and slipped into the darkened room. Quietly Day6 played in the background, which made you smile. You discovered Seungmin lying on his stomach on his bed, his face buried under a pillow and still in the clothes he had worn to the studio.

Silently, you sat down next to him on the edge of the bed and let your eyes wander around the room.

It was plainer than Felix and Hyunjin's, and except for a few albums and records, there was nothing hanging on the walls. He was definitely the cleanest of the guys and while Han and Changbin's room was pure chaos, here everything was neat and tidy.

"Do you want to talk about it?", you asked carefully, watching his hands tighten on the mattress.

It took him a while to get his head out from under the pillow and rest his chin on the back of his hand. Just when you thought you should just leave because he didn't want your presence here, he began to speak:

"I sometimes think that Chan made a mistake when he chose me..."

He put his head to the side and looked at you properly for the first time that day. The sadness in his eyes put a lump in your throat as he continued to speak.

"Maybe he never should have put me in the band."

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked down into your lap in despair. That he had such strong self-doubt would be crushing to anyone who knew him and what a talented artist he was.

"What, are you seriously doubting Chan?", you asked, kneading your hands in your lap.

"No. I'm doubting myself. What if I'm not good enough after all? What if I'm just a burden to Stray Kids because I can't get anything done?"

He ran his hand over his face, and the stress he was putting on himself made his voice tremble.

"Stop it! Minnie you're not just extremely talented. What makes you is your extreme diligence and perfectionism. That's what makes you special. Your place is in this band and you are an damn good artist, through and through", you assured him emphatically. At that, you grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly.

"It's so crushing. I always want to be better than good, to live up to this life that the fans give us..."

He looked at how your elegant fingers cupped his hand and somehow your words actually managed to get through to him a little. Even though he liked to block out what others told him because his own ambition didn't allow him to accept compliments, it was different when you said it.

It felt honest and wholehearted.

"But you don't do that by destroying yourself with self-doubt."

"It's just me. I'm just like that. I'm too dogged. I'd like to turn it off, but I don't know how..."

Thoughtfully, you watched him straighten up and sit next to you on the edge of the bed. As he did so, he didn't let go of your hand, but held it firmly in his lap with both hands and hung his head.

"What if you just let go of control for once? Let yourself fall...", you said quietly, stroking his leg with your bare leg.

His gaze wandered from your arms over your body, which showed seductively under the light shirt and shorts, that you slipped on after work. The shorts sat tight against your thighs and he admired how beautiful you looked even in casual clothes.

"How?"

The question floated weightlessly between you, while in his head the memory of your hands and mouth around his cock played restlessly. He had thought of it often the past few days when the chaos in his head threatened to overwhelm him.

You moved closer until your thigh was firmly against his and stroked your hand up his leg.

"I can show you how it's done", you breathed against his ear and brushed his jaw with your lips, making his heart skip a beat.

Your eyes met and he looked curious. Curious about you, your body, and everything that was going on in your head.

"Do you trust me?", you asked, looking him in the eye.

Without hesitation he nodded.

"Yes. Completely."

"Then let me take care of you, Minnie."

With those words, you climbed onto his lap and slid your hands under his shirt, pushing it up to spread kisses along his firm stomach. He exhaled a fluttering breath and his hands were immediately on your hips.

You licked a straight line up his stomach to his chest and he pulled his shirt over his head to toss it aside. Curious, you looked at his torso, its muscles working firm and defined under your fingers.

"Let me see your tits, doll", he murmured, running his hands up your sides with hungry eyes. With a tight smile, you pulled your shirt over your head and he unfastened your bra and pulled it off you as well. His hands stroked your belly and he was completely engrossed in the sight of your naked body.

His scent enveloped you like a warm blanket and reminded you of a soothing field full of lavender, freshly washed clothes and roses.

"So pretty...", he murmured to himself.

As if to take in every detail, he gently stroked your ribs, over your breasts, and took them both in his hands, where he circled your nipples with his thumbs.

"How in the hell you are so beautiful?", he whispered, also more to himself, and his hands continued to wander over your shoulder blades, up to your neck.

His gaze lifted as well, and as soon as your eyes met, you held your breath as you saw with how much adoration he looked at you. His hair fell into his eyes and he looked as if you had fallen from heaven directly onto his lap.

With both hands you grabbed his face and let your lips collide. You waited so long for this, that your heart pounded restless in your chest. He tasted like ripened strawberries and sweet rice. Like a dessert you couldn't pass up.

His tongue stroked your lower lip and you sighed into his mouth as he kneaded your breasts firmly once his tongue slipped into your mouth. He was trying to let you take control and even though he didn't think it would work, it felt more than good so far.

You pushed him back onto the bed with both hands on his chest until he was under you, and you licked dominantly into his mouth as you rolled your hips against his. He growled as he felt your cunt through the thin fabric of your shorts against his bulge and grabbed your hip to press it harder against his growing boner.

Breathing heavily, you detached yourself from him for a moment and brushed your hair out of your face.

It was relieving to see that his eyes had regained a bit of the energetic sparkle, and the way he lay beneath you like that, with tousled hair and a cute smile, made your heart pound.

"Do you really think you can do that, little toy? Take the upper hand and be dominant?", he asked challengingly, and you knew it was probably the first time for him not to be the dominant part in bed.

With one hand you pulled his head back by his hair to close the other around his neck and choke him a little to state your point.

"You shouldn't be so naughty and do what I say!", you started and the game was fun now. With wide eyes he stared at you in surprise, but he was even more surprised by the enormous stirring in his pants that you triggered with your determining manner.

You bent down to him again to kiss him. This time harder and with light pressure on his neck until you felt his growing length clearly under you.

A rasping gasp escaped him as you ran the hand that wasn't on his neck between you and palmed his hard cock through his pants.

"Want you so bad", he mumbled into your mouth.

"Want you to fuck me."

You grinned at his needy tone and gave some pressure to his length.

"Yeah I know. Not yet, baby boy. First I want you to eat me out like the good boy you are. Would you do that for me?"

"If you sit on my face..."

Your eyes met again and you paused for a moment.

"Are you sure?", you asked, and he nodded.

"I want you to ride my face. Give you full control."

You nodded curtly and he helped you get rid of your shorts and underpants. Then you climbed up to him and positioned yourself while holding onto the headboard. Your thighs were on each sides of his head and you hovered over his face, a bit apprehensive about placing your entire weight on him.

His hands stroked over your ass, down to your legs and while looking at your body from this position, his fingertips caressed your thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps on their path.

His face between your thighs was a sight that made everything inside you tingle. At first Seungmin lifted his head up to meet your dripping pussy. You didn't dare lean your weight on him for fear of hurting him. But the sight of your soaked pussy right in front of his face made him hungrier. Suddenly, there was a kiss being placed on your clit and a second later, he gripped your hips and sat you onto his face. The sudden contact, made you exhale sharply and his soft lips clouded your thoughts. Once your weight came down to his face, he moaned automatically into your pussy.

Seungmin looked right up at your body. He enjoyed how your breasts and stomach do cause a bit of an interference in his line of sight to your face and he had rarely seen anything as beautiful as your curves.

His tongue slid between your folds and he tasted your wet cunt like it was an expensive dish.

He sucked on your clit and would have loved to drown between your legs. You tasted better than anything he had experienced before and the sight of your quivering body above him made his length pulse painfully in his pants.

He didn't know if he preferred looking at the expression on your face or your body. Everything was inexplicably beautiful and engaging that he didn't dare look away while he worked your aching pussy with his mouth. His fingers dug into your flesh on both sides of your thick thighs, taking away your ability to move away from his face.

The tingling in your lower abdomen brought you the sudden urge to move your hips and when you did, you felt his nose bump into your core, just adding to the pleasure. Your movements on his face blew a fuse in his head. He almost came in his pants like that. Both of his hands immediately dug into your waist and began to rock your cunt against his face. Your one hand flew into his hair and pulled overwhelmingly while you tried to support yourself on the headboard with the other.

While his tongue slid inside you and played with you like you were made of butter, you couldn't suppress the sinful sounds anymore. He hit just the right spots and within seconds your brain was mush.

Your hand in his hair tightened as you wailed out broken cries. When the other kids heard that, they knew you must have helped him with more than just words.

He just couldn't bring himself to look away. Not when your back was arched beautifully and your lips formed a soundless O with every sound you let out. His tongue didn't let up either. His mouth was incessantly suctioned over your cunt, tongue flicking and rolling over your clit. The sight of Seungmin underneath you was honestly one of the sexiest things ever.

"Minnie... I'm gonna... God... I'm not gonna last long”, you somehow stuttered between your pornographic whimpering.

In response he growled something, but you only felt the vibration of his words right at your cunt and immediately your head fell back as you felt you walls beginning to quiver on his tongue.

He was drunk off your taste. He realized that he had discovered a new addiction. He could be smothered by your thighs all day if he could and you would let him. Your mouth dropped open into a silent scream as you grinded your hips down onto his lips, his tongue sliding over your pussy with more pressure.

The knot in your stomach formed in the blink of an eye and your body reacted faster than you could comprehend. You didn't manage to see the orgasm coming or even to anticipate it. Not with how he digged the tips of his fingers into your waist, leaving behind delicious bruises, yanking you down onto his expectant mouth. Your hips automatically rolled against his face from his guided movements and the world around you began to spin, due to the way he licked a broad, heavy swipe from your hole all the way to your clit. So many sensations hit you at once and you felt like you were in another world.

The way he groaned against you, throaty and also seduced by your charms, like you were a delicacy, made the sound vibrate right through your spine and into your head.

Before you could realize it, it was right there.

Your body took on a life of its own and chased the high down, rubbing and shifting yourself against his unrelenting tongue. He only needed one more stripe with his tongue and your orgasm bursted upon you with shattering delight, flaming with hot pleasure in your belly and blooming through you from there.

Your voice pitched even higher and he engraved your whining in his memory, having rarely heard anything more beautiful. Even though your high washed over you, he did not stop. Meanwhile your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you unwittingly grinded your hips further against his face.

His nose bumped perfectly on your clit, each moan of yours encouraging him to keep going. His chin and nose were by now shining from your wetness and he licked even deeper into you.

He felt your legs trembling next to his head, wanting to make the next climax even more violent.

"Ah... Min. S-shit Seungmin, please don't stop...", you moaned out and clawed harder into his hair to keep his head in place.

His name never sounded so good to him until he heard you moan it. He was so close to his own release just by the way your plush thighs squeezed at his head. It already hurt how hard he was, but he wanted to satisfy you and let you take the lead. This is exactly what turned him on in a way he never expected.

Stress was the last thing on his mind at the moment. All he could think about is how badly he wanted to fill up your cunt. It only took a few seconds and your body was seized by a climax that made you see stars. Stifled, you moaned his name like a mantra and he only let go of your pussy once he had licked it all clean, as if he didn't want to waste a drop.

Breathing heavily, you rolled off him and had to stare at the ceiling for a while until your vision cleared. Seungmin wiped his mouth with his shirt and watched with a smile as your breathing slowly calmed down.

"Fuck that was good...", you mumbled as soon as you had found your voice again.

You straightened up a bit and looked at him. He looked like a different person. His eyes shone with energy again and the typical carefree expression was back.

"I needed that...", he replied, running a hand through his thick hair.

Quickly, you put a hand to his chest and pushed him back onto the mattress.

"You didn't think I was done with you already, did you?", you asked teasingly, the corners of your mouth lifting at his confused look. Before he could answer, you put your lips to his and kissed him intensely until he grabbed your hips and pulled you back on top of him.

Quickly you unzipped his pants and he shook off his underpants in relief as well. His cock stood up accusing and red from all the tension. You elicited a gasp from him as you took his length in your hand and pumped a few times. You kissed along his jawline and smiled as you noticed him trying to get any control over you with his hands out of habit.

You ran your thumb over his tip and spread the precum on it. His thighs twitched desperately and he was sure he was going to go crazy if he didn't feel your pussy around his cock soon.

You were playing with him and he knew it.

"I want to fuck your tight little pussy...", he panted impatiently and reached for your ass, kneading your soft flesh between his fingers.

You teased him further by spreading wet kisses on his neck and pumping his cock too slowly to get a release.

"Have you already forgotten that you're not the one in control, Min?", you asked mockingly, biting his earlobe, making him shiver.

By now he was looking at you with begging eyes like a puppy and you would have loved to give in. You would have loved to be used by him again so he could pound into your pussy until you couldn't walk anymore.

But you tried to show him how he could give up control.

Teach him a lesson and maybe a little payback for abusing your mouth without consideration while at work.

"You may fuck me and come inside me. There's only one rule," you began with a sweet smile and he buckled his hips into your hand to finally get some more friction. But you didn't give him that.

"What?", he asked desperately, unable to stop watching your hands move around his throbbing cock.

"You can't touch me.... Do you think you can do that? Give up control completely for once?", you asked with a gleeful undertone and he stared at you in torment and at the same time with a newly kindled fire in his eyes.

He nodded vehemently and that was enough for you.

"Good boy. Don't make me punish you if you don't do as I said."

It was a seductive warning and he nearly bursted as he took his hands off your ass and pressed them down on the mattress beside him. Wide-eyed, he watched you as you placed his cock at your entrance and slowly sank down on it.

He stretched your walls just right and it took you a few seconds to get used to his length. You started moving up and down on his cock. His eyelids fluttered as soon as you began to move on top of him and at the first thrust of your hips, a naughty moan escaped him that he had never heard from himself before. Your hands were on his chest, while you moaned as you rocked your hips.

His eyes rolled back and a stifled gasp escaped him as your warm cunt swallowed him whole.

Immediately, he started snapping his hips into you and with each time your hips rolled against his, your surroundings faded more into the background.

"Fuck... fuck... God, you're crushing me”, he cursed, trying to claw his hands into the sheets to keep from grabbing your bouncing breasts. As much as you would have loved him on top, there was something sexy about having him under you, letting you take control.

It was almost impossible not to touch you as you bounced up and down on his cock and as soon as he felt your fingernails drilled into his chest his hands shot to your hips to press them hard down on his cock.

Quickly you grabbed his wrists and pressed them over his head. Only when his cock slipped completely out of you did he realize his mistake. Desperate for more, he wiggled his hips into you, as if he could restore friction that way.

"What did I say, Min? No touching!"

Your piercing eyes and the sweat on your face made you look like a queen and he could only stare needy.

"I think I need something to make you listen to me."

You looked around the room to find anything that would help you and that's when he breathlessly spoke up.

"Drawer."

Questioningly, you looked down at him and had to grin. He was a pussydrunk mess. His hair was stuck in his forehead and his mouth was open from panting so hard. You pulled open the drawer in his nightstand and pulled out something heavy that lay cold in your hand.

"Actually, I was going to use these on you", he muttered, smiling in amusement as you looked at the handcuffs.

"Not today. But that will help", you said, letting the rings around his wrists snap shut. That way he couldn't move his hands above his head either and was completely at your mercy.

"Is this the payback for me fucking your mouth last week?", he asked, his voice raspy from the bliss his head was floating in.

"Maybe," you replied, lining up his cock again until it had disappeared balls deep inside you.

Directly the handcuffs jingled above his head as his arms jerked and his biceps tensed deliciously while he somehow tried to regain control over the situation. But relatively quickly he realized how his entire body was on fire just because he couldn't direct and control you.

With each thrust, your pussy made wet noises around his dick and he breathed heavily.

He wouldn't last long, that was for sure.

The cool metal of the cuffs dug into his skin, leaving a pleasant ache as you used his cock to satisfy yourself and move on to the next climax. He was moaning your name before he even realized it himself, and the way he broke completely under your influence was really cute.

"You like that, don't you, baby boy? I can make your stress go away anytime you want," you cooed, not slowing down in speed.

He only whimpered through clenched teeth as the sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room. You closed a hand around his neck and squeezed until you felt his dick inside you twitching.

"I've tried many times", he gasped, humping his hips harder into you.

"Reliving your stress?"

"Yes, I..."

His face burned with heat, mouth dry as he tried to swallow, to loosen his tongue. But the hand around his neck swirled a whole new set of feelings inside him, and all he could do was watch his dick enter and exit you.

"I touched myself."

"What did you think about?"

You felt your walls tighten and you were about to come for the third time. Seungmin's hips also twitched uncontrollably.

"Thought about... 'bout you."

His words choked halfway through as your two highs built like a tsunami.

"Tell me what you've been fantasizing, Min," you moaned, letting his dick slam into you as deep as you could. His fingers tightened and clawed painfully into the sheets right above his head, and the world around him faded into glaring white light.

"Fucking you. Tying you up and thrusting into your sweet cunt until you cry and scream my name..."

That was enough to push you over the top. Your third orgasm made every one of your muscles spasm and you moaned his name so loudly that even the block next door could hear it. Your hand unconsciously choked him harder, making him gasp for air.

That was the last straw for Seungmin as well. Your walls tightened around him and milked him dry until he couldn't even form a word anymore. He shot his load into you and you savored your highs to the last second, rolling your hips slowly and emphatically against his a few more times.

It was filthy, the way your juices mixed with his cum were sticking and leaking down his balls with each bounce. You both breathed loudly and as you slowly came down from your dazed state, you collapsed on top of his body.

With your ear to his chest you listened to his heartbeat and how it slowly calmed down again parallel to yours.

After quite a while, he stirred again:

"Do you mind setting me free?"

You had completely forgotten about that. With a giggle, you straightened up and climbed off of him to look in the drawer.

"There's no key, Minnie", you muttered in amazement, looking at him. When realization hit him, he sat up and groaned in annoyance.

"Shit... Fucking Han must have took it."

"Why does Jisung have the key to your handcuffs?", you asked incredulously, helping him clean himself and yourself up with the tissues on his nightstand.

"You're still asking? You know Jisung. He and Hyunjin stole them to annoy me...", he said, trying to get the handcuffs open with sheer strength, but it wasn't possible. You couldn't hold back the laughter anymore, even if Seungmin found it less funny. You had to put a hand in front of your mouth, to muffle your chuckles.

"I'll go get them”, you said, slipping back into your clothes.

"Shit... This is going to be awkward. These idiots”, you heard him grumble as you disappeared through the door. In the living room, you found Han, Hyunjin, and Minho in front of the TV, watching a horror movie.

"Finished already?", asked Minho sarcastically and you just stuck your tongue out at him.

"If Seungmin is still tense now, no one can help him," Jisung said and that confirmed your assumption that they probably had heard some things.

"Shut up! I need the key!"

Questioningly, they all looked at you and Minho stopped the movie.

"What kind of key?"

"For the handcuffs."

It took a few seconds and you could see exactly how Jisung's face lit up when he realized what you meant.

"But you're not wearing handcuffs...", said Hyunjin loudly, and that's when Minho facepalmed a hand to his forehead. With a loud snort, Jisung slapped the couch as he understood the situation and cackled like crazy.

"What, I don't get it?", Hyunjin muttered as Han held his stomach laughing and fell against Minho, who also giggled loudly.

"Seungmin's stuck in his own handcuffs!", shouted Jisung, clapping his hands in disbelief. Now Hyunjin realized it too and joined in the laughter.

You just crossed your arms and waited until they calmed down.

Han wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and managed to sit up a bit, but he still giggled like a child.

“Ji I swear to god! If you don’t tell me…”, you warned, but he cut you off, by holding both his hands up in defence.

"Okay. Okay... The key is in the bathroom behind the towels."

Immediately you turned around and could hear the laughter even in the bathroom.

As soon as you released Seungmin, you wanted to apologise, but he pulled you to him and kissed you so quickly that you let out a startled breath.

His hands stroked through your hair and held your face as he kissed you with so much passion that you lost your balance. But he held you tight and murmured against your lips, with his forehead pressed against yours:

"Thank you. You really helped me a lot."

A warm feeling flooded your chest and you wrapped your arms around his neck to reunite your lips with his.

"Stay with me for tonight! We don’t have to do anything. I just want you to myself as long as possible.”

You looked at him with a broad smile and nodded flustered.

"Yes. Okay."

Your room wasn't ready yet and your new bed still couldn't be delivered, so you originally thought, you would stay at your old apartment tonight. But Seungmin had other plans, when he pulled you with him onto his bed and showered you with kisses. Not a single thought wasted on his doubts and fears.

You snuggled up together under the covers, watched really bad romance movies, and made fun of the characters and the bad acting. In a quiet second he realized how long he hadn't felt so free and careless.

All his bad thoughts that had strangled him vanished the second you looked at him and he didn't even noticed it. He watched you unobtrusively and felt such deep gratitude for your very presence in his life that he was sure he would give you anything he could and even more. You only had to ask and he would turn the world upside down just to see you smile.

Now, for the first time, he completely understood his members when they talked about you making the band complete.

But he would never have said all that out loud. Instead he made fun of you when a single tear flowed down your cheek because of the surprising sad ending of that terrible movie and laughed at your pouty lips, when you tried to push him off the bed as revenge.

->Part 16

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seungmoonandstars · 5 months

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Oohhh okay! I have a HC idea.

Christmas/holiday activities with seungmin! ⛄❄

How to Build a Snowpuppy

(part 1 because I need to write more of this)

Kim Seungmin/female reader

wc: 1.4k

rating: fluff

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Getting out of bed on mornings like this is hard. It's cold, and it's probably snowing, and you love snow--but it's cold, and the bed is warm, and you can feel Seungmin next to you.

He's awake. He's probably been awake for a while, but when you turn to face him, all you see is a mound of blankets. You watch for a moment until you see the rise and fall of him breathing. And when you grab the blanket and slowly pull...

"No no nooo, don't do that." He says it in a sleepy, playful voice,

You were wrong, maybe he has been sleeping all of this time. Instead of ripping the blankets from him, you slide your body down until you can get yourself underneath, too. It's much warmer here in his little cocoon.

Hands reach out in a half-assed attempt to search for you. You move the blankets around a little, but there are so many layers and so much to get tangled in.

Seungmin insists on too many blankets, too many pillows, and at least a few other soft, snuggly things in the bed, at all times.

“I can’t find you under here,” you lie, but you grab his hand when you see it.

“Well I’m not coming out. It's cold out there.”

“Even if I get up and start the coffee?”

“Nope.”

“Okay, what if I make you—”

“No…”

You pull and he groans. His arm is there now, poking out, and his fingers try to wiggle free of your grip. A leg slides slowly against the sheet and you feel it tap against yours, and then his knee pushes into your thigh.

Ouch!

“That did not hurt!” He laughs and the bed shakes. Seungmin is on you in an instant, but his blanket fort is still undisturbed. “Did it? I’m sorry.”

Warm kisses line your neck and jaw, your cheek, then back down. Your chest, your stomach—until he gets dangerously lows. Between him and the sheets, you can barely breath.

“No, but I can be dramatic, too.”

“What are you going to make me?” He falls down next to you and pulls at the blankets until you’re finally free.

You take in a big, cool breath of fresh air.

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“It is snowing…”

Seungmin is gazing out of the window, chin resting in his hand. He looks like a kid from where you’re standing in the kitchen.

“It’s snowing a lot. Are we still going Christmas shopping?”

You know he’s been looking forward to picking out everyone’s gifts today, and you can’t possibly tell him no. He spins around and stares at you, eyes big.

There are only so many days you two have to do things together. You’d hate to let too much snow ruin one.

“I’m not sure. Do you think it’s too nasty out?”

“No, it’s very pretty. We should still go, we can walk.” He whines a little.

You hand him the coffee you made for him. He takes it and stares at it. “Hot?”

“You want iced coffee right now?”

He shakes his head and smiles.

“It’s very cold, so I don’t think walking all that time will be much fun either. And carrying stuff. How about we cuddle up on the couch and do some online shopping?”

Seungmin puffs up his cheeks and spins around again. You can feel his disappointment, but you know he’ll agree with you. He usually gives in, because even though he’s typically very practical, you’re even more practical. He likes letting you decide most of the time.

“Yes, you’re right, maybe just enjoying it from inside will be nice.”

“Well…we don’t have to stay inside.”

He’s on his feet, sipping his coffee, eyeing you over his mug. “I thought you were cold.”

“I am…come here.”

The room is warm, your coffee is warm, but Seungmin is so much warmer. He takes you in his arms, pulls at either side of his hoodie, and folds it around you.

That warmth will feel even better after this.

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The snow is still coming down in big, fluffy flakes when you finally make it outside. Seungmin is pulling you with his gloved hand to find a perfect spot, and there are a lot of good spots here. There aren’t many people by the lake, either, and no little kids running around. You have the place almost to yourself.

“Look,” Seungmin stops and pulls you down until you’re both on your knees. “Snow ducks.”

“Snow ducks. Someone was already here having fun. Should we find another spot?” You ask.

He’s up again, hand still tight around yours, and his nod is very serious. “Yes, we need a clean area just for us.”

When he finds it, he’s back down on his knees and grabbing handfuls of snow. It’s heavy and wet and hard to get a good grip on at first, but it takes and holds it shape very nicely. “This is good snow!”

You kneel down next to him and start gathering your own pile. It is the perfect snow for making things, you just have no idea what he's planning on making.

Seungmin makes two giants piles, one on either side of him. It looks like he's making a fort; a snow one this time, instead of a blanket one. Very quickly, a body starts to take shape. What kind of body it is remains a mystery, though. He’s taking great care in getting everything as smooth as possible; adding snow, taking it away, getting in as much detail as he can with his cold hands.

“Minnie, what shape do you want me to work on?”

He puts his hands up on either side of his face, sticks out his tongue, “paws please.”

You smile at him and get to work, much more seriously this time. But his focus on this is unmatched, and you’re glad you decided to bring him out here today. But, you also can’t help yourself. You grab another handful and shape it into a ball. Just a small one, because you’re not that mean.

“I see you.” He doesn’t even look your way when he says it.

You throw it anyway, and as you expect, he ducks just in time. The look he gives you when he gets back up is innocent. but now you have to prepare yourself for him, and you really don’t think he’ll be nice.

Seungmin looks at you through narrowed eyes while his hands continue carving out the curves of his masterpiece. He’s going to wait until your guard is down, so for now you continue working on your paw. His paw.

It’s slowly starting to take shape.

Now Seungmin is working on the tail, and he’s regains his focus very quickly. Maybe he won’t take the bait—maybe now he’s more concerned about the outcome of his snowpuppy than he is with showing you who’s best with a snowball. You completely missed him, so there's no reason for him to try and even the score.

And then you feel the cold, horrible sting of being completely wrong. It was a big one, and he hits you right on the side of the face. If it weren't for the hat he shoved on your head on the way out the door, it would have ended up in your ear.

Lucky for you, though, he just gets your mouth, your eyes, and your nose. He’s ruthless.

“Do you want to try me again?” He’s on his hands and knees next to his puppy, pulling more snow toward him. Breaking it up, getting it ready to shape. He stops and smiles up at you when you don’t answer. “No? Come on sweetie.”

You take his bait, grab some snow, and start to pack it. But you take your time. Seungmin eventually gets tired of waiting and turns his attention back to his work, but you know he’s still watching every move you make.

“I’m gonna finish his ear.” You drop to your knees and continue to shape your handful of snow. And then you do what you say—you smack it against the side of the puppy’s head.

“That looks good.” He says sweetly.

You pull some more snow toward you and start the other ear.

“Should we do another—“

He doesn’t finish his question, because your handful of snow ends up partially in his mouth.

“Another what, sweetie?”

Seungmin is grinning when he wipes at his face. You know he wants revenge again, but he’s also a little impressed that you caught him off guard.

“Okay, we’re even.”

“Another puppy?”

He wrinkles his nose at you and crawls around to the other side.

“I can just cover you in snow.”

“I’m not warming you up later.”

“Liar.”

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lalal-99 · 2 years

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Preview II | She's got a boyfriend

Upload Date: September 2nd 2022 Based on Sex by The1975 Word Count: 325 | Total Word Count: 7.2k Note: I just finished writing this, so here's another preview

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.”

“What’s going on with you, Binnie?” One of your hands came to his messy hair, softly running through the soft curls to comfort him. It was the least you could do after being the reason for his outrage. “You’re acting really strange.”

“You really don’t know?” You simply shook your head, eyebrows knitting together. At this point, Changbin just wanted to get this over with. So, with a sigh, he finally confessed what had been on the tip of his tongue for a while. “I’m frustrated because you still think your boyfriend will somehow change and become a decent guy. You’re holding on to something that just doesn’t work anymore, and if you just gave me a chance, I know I could… I know I’d be….”

Changbin stopped mid-sentence, overwhelmed by the thoughts running through his mind. There was so much he had held in and wanted to tell you, but he somehow didn’t find the right words.

Running his hand over his face, Changbin was trying to think of how to put it so that you would finally understand the depth of his feelings towards you.

“I know you’re just doing this-“ he pointed between the two of you, “to get back at him, and honestly, I’m fine with that, but what we’re doing is so far beyond cheating, it just doesn’t make sense you don’t see it that way.” With those words, Changbin got off his bed, your touches – even if innocent – distracting him from telling you everything he wanted you to know. “You come to me whenever he hurts you, and talk to me about your most inner fears and feelings. And only about two minutes ago, you said you wanted to sleep with me, more than anything. This isn’t just cheating in the physical, conservative way. You’re being unfaithful emotionally. Honestly, at this point, we might as well just fuck. It wouldn’t make a difference.”

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 1 year

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Can you do 32 from the 4th and 9 from the 3rd image? I’m thinking something with mafia Minho 🤔 Thank u babes if you do it

Skz Prompt Game

Prompts: "If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god."

"Can we just exchange three words without you pulling a gun on me?"

Member: Lee Minho

Relationship: Mafia!Family FemReader x Minho

Genre: Fluff, Light Angst

Warnings: Mentions of guns, weapons, mafia and illegal dealings, Miscarriage

You didn't show any emotion on your wedding day.

You wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

As the man who ruled the rival mafia-your future husband, Lee Minho-took your hand in his and slipped on a diamond the size of a small city in front of the priest and a few members of family, you remained stoic.

You knew this was coming.

Knew you'd be auctioned off as soon as you turned of age to the highest bidder, the rivals that had the most to offer your father in way of an alliance.

It just so happened that Lee Minho and his gang-known only as "The Kids" on the streets-happened to have all that and more.

And you were to pay the price.

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"You really have to go yourself?" You ask once more, disappointment clear in your tone, as you watch your husband pack his suitcase from your perch on the edge of the bed.

Minho sighs, long and heavy, and gives you a regretful sort of look as he tucks another one of his highly expensive suits into the safety of the travel set.

"Yes. This is a huge deal that's going down, and I can't trust anyone else to handle it safely."

You groan and fall back on the mattress, staring at the ceiling through the thin gauze of the curtains that hang in elegant strips above the huge bed.

"I understand that. Doesn't mean I'm happy about it."

You hear him chuckle, and then the bed sinks beneath his weight as his knees come to rest on either side of your hips, his hands beside your head.

He stares down at you with a soft, slight smile as you hold his gaze with a half hearted glare.

"Baby." He soothes, reaching out to smooth the crinkle between your eyes, the frown on your lips. You can't help but lean into his touch. "I'll be back before you know it."

He leans over to press a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, and moves away again to resume packing.

"She's going to be incredibly disappointed you know." You try one last guilt tactic, sitting up and smoothing your dress as you glance over to Minho, who has paused to meet your gaze once more.

Something akin to regret washes across his pretty features as he sighs once more.

"I know. But it can't be helped." Zipping up the suitcase, he crosses the room and pulls you into his arms, and you relax against his warmth for a few blissful seconds while he presses a kiss to the crown of your head. "I'll be back in time for the party. I promise."

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"You won't be hurt." Minho murmurs beneath his breath, sitting beside you in the back of the expensive limousine, as you pull away from the chapel and toward his family estate.

You've only heard of its grandeur.

"I can't promise you affection, but you will be well taken care of."

You scoff and continue to stare out the window, because now that the wedding is over, you can feel the anger, the pain, threatening to well up and consume you.

"Exactly what a girl wants to hear from her new husband on her wedding day." You retort back sharply, and something in Minho's eyes flashes in response.

He takes in a deep, steeling breath and holds your angry gaze.

"It's all I can offer you." He says stiffly, turning from you finally to glance down at his phone, a clear dismissal. "And I would take it if I were you. You and I both know how dangerous this world can be."

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"Mommy, look!" Your daughter bounds across the large back garden and shoves a flower into your palm, and you glance down at it with a smile.

"Oh, that's pretty!" You remark, reaching out to tousle her long, dark hair, the same color as Minho's. "Where did you get this?"

She motions over her shoulder with bright eyes and a grin. "Over in the flower bed! By the tree!"

You laugh and put a finger to your lips, carefully tucking the yellow flower behind her ear. "Let's keep that our little secret, hm? I don't think Uncle Felix will take well to us tearing up his carefully curated flowers. Not when it took him so long to convince daddy to let him plant them in the first place."

Your daughter nods seriously and sits down on the bench beside you, swinging her legs as she idly observes the garden.

"Where is Uncle Felix?"

"He had to go out of town with daddy." You remark absently, smoothing a hand over her long hair as you glance over to the tree line. "Where's SuSu?"

Your daughter instantly becomes alert, leaping up from the bench and running across the garden to where she was last playing, calling for the dog.

"Suwon! Suwon! Here boy! C'mere!"

You smile and shake your head as, after a brief second, the large dark doberman appears from the trees, bounding happily toward your daughter, nub of a tail wagging wildly.

He's a good guard dog, a great one even, but the moment you had had Yeong-Ja, he had become a softie for the little girl, sticking beside her like glue, keeping her safe, but playing with her when the times called for it.

You were grateful for the loyal dog whenever Minho had to be away.

Yeong-Ja runs back over once more, Suwon close on her heels, and you stroke the large dog's head when he rests it briefly in your lap, looking up at you with bright eyes, your fingers playing with the thick, spiked collar he wears around his neck.

"Well." You stand up, grabbing Yeong-Ja's hand. "Shall we go ask cook what's for dinner?"

She nods eagerly, and you laugh, tugging her toward the house with you, Suwon trotting happily along behind.

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The floor creaks behind you and you whirl, gun pulled from the bedside drawer, cocked and ready, held in front of you.

Minho stands in the doorway, his hands in his suit pockets, a look of tired resignation on his face.

It takes you longer than you care to admit to lower the gun.

"Can we just exchange three words without you pulling a gun on me?" He asks with slight amusement, taking a step into the room as you eye him warily.

It's been three months-three months since your father had given you to Minho and his gang, three months since the emotionless wedding, three months since you moved into his ridiculously huge house.

Three months, and yet, you still felt your hackles instantly rise as soon as he enters the room.

You'd been adamant about having separate bedrooms, sleeping in separate beds, and up until this point, Minho had been compliant, but you didn't know how much longer that would last.

He was bound to snap and demand an heir soon-sooner rather than later.

"I have to go away." Minho remarks, staring out the window now, down onto the garden's below, his hands behind his back.

You watch him silently and he sighs, turning to glance back at you now.

"I'll leave someone here to keep you safe obviously, but I thought I owed you the courtesy of notifying you regardless."

"How kind of you." You spit out before you can stop yourself, and Minho's eyes narrow slightly.

He takes a step toward you.

"You don't have to like me, princess, but you do have to tolerate me. And when I return-"

"You'll want to share my bed." You finish for him, and something strange flashes across his expression before he gets it back under control.

"Yes."

You shrug and look away. "It doesn't matter to me. I knew the life I was chosen for long before it came to fruition."

Minho doesn't say anything else, and after a few moments, his footsteps leave the room.

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"Good night, jagi." You kiss your daughter's forehead and tuck the blanket up around her chin, before you walk to the door and flick off the light.

"Good night, mommy." She whispers back sleepily, already closing her eyes, as Suwon sighs heavily and rests his large head on the little girl's chest.

You smile to yourself and tiptoe from the room, leaving the door cracked in case the dog wants to let himself out in the middle of the night.

Your foot has barely hit the first stair, when the sound of the front door opening hits your ears, and you freeze, hands going white on the banister.

You look to the clock.

It's nearly midnight. And Minho had told you not to expect him or any of the men back until at least tomorrow.

Which means someone is in the house, someone who isn't supposed to be.

Slipping down the stairs to the second floor, you silently find the gun that is kept in the side table on the landing-Minho insists on keeping one in every drawer on every floor-and creep down a few more stairs, your eyes peeled against the darkness of the house, looking for any sign of the intruder.

The sound of a footstep from the main floor, and you raise the gun, holding it steadily in front of you as you descend, listening for another sound.

Another creak, closer this time, as you reach the bottom step.

You take in a steadying breath and turn, cocking the gun as you do so.

The light goes on in the foyer, and Minho is standing there, eyebrows arched and hands up as he realizes you're holding a loaded and ready gun in his face.

"Hello, darling."

You let out the breath you'd been holding since you first heard the door open, and drop the gun, un-readying it and tossing it on top of the chest of drawers against the wall before you throw your arms around your husband.

He chuckles, chin resting on the top of your head, and his fingers move up to stroke through your hair. "I guess I should know better than to try and sneak in this late at night without giving you warning."

You pull back to look up at him, trying to manifest a glare, but too happy to see him to do much. "Yes, you should. I could've shot you!"

Minho smirks, leaning over to kiss you, before he whispers softly against your lips, "Mmm. I love it when you talk dirty, baby."

You shove against him weakly, but he just laughs and pecks your lips once more before he pulls back, moving to finish unloosening his tie.

You realize there's blood speckling the front of his white shirt, and he must notice your gaze, because he says before you can ask, "It's not mine."

You feel relief sag your shoulders.

Minho smiles again, tugging you back up the stairs, the way you had come.

"But I could do with a long, hot bath regardless."

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"I'm not going to take something you're not willing to give."

You glance up from where you're lying in the huge king bed, picking at the expensive comforter, feeling more than a little exposed in the sleep set the maids had picked out before Minho arrived home.

It's little more than negligée.

He's staring at you, hands resting on the wooden footboard, knuckles white.

He's tense, cautious, unsure. You can read it in the stiffness of his shoulders, the flexing of his fingers against the wood.

You're surprised you know him well enough to pick all those signs out.

"Why?" You question back sharply, unable to control the slight anger in your tone, the confusion. "Others have."

Minho's eyes flash dangerously at your words, and you shrink, feeling sufficiently cowed.

But then his words drip from his lips laced in lethality, dangerous, and they're not directed at you.

"If you say the word, all you will have to do is tell me their names and I will hunt them all to the corners of the earth."

You stare at him, mouth slightly agape, and watch as he flexes and unflexes his fingers in harsh, angry movements.

Something inside of your chest picks up at his obvious fury over anyone mistreating you.

Without really thinking, you glance down at the blanket covering you, and then back up to Minho.

"Are you going to take your suit off?" You ask quietly, and it's as close to an acceptance invitation as you can get in the moment.

Minho stares at you for a second, and then slowly reaches up to unknot his tie.

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"I'm glad you're back." You admit softly, playing with the rings on Minho's fingers beneath the warm surface of the water, admiring the way the opalescent sheen of the bath oils reflects off his tan, scarred skin.

"Mmm." He hums in agreement, nuzzling his nose against your damp hair, breathing you in. "Me too."

"Yeong-Ja will be thrilled." You remark, leaning your head back against his shoulder to study him, a soft smile on your lips. "We didn't expect you till tomorrow."

"I know." He glances down at you, his expression softening as his eyes meet your own, and he lets out a rueful little laugh. "I've gotten soft in my old age. I used to live for the thrill of taking care of things myself, but now I just count down the minutes till I can return home to the two of you."

"Careful, Boss Lee." You tease, reaching up to push damp hair off his brow, admiring the perfect slope of his nose. Yeong-Ja had gotten the same one. "Someone will hear you talking about being weak and scheme to take you out."

Minho leans over to press a kiss to your mouth. "Never." He growls playfully, and you laugh.

Sinking down beneath the warm water, you bask in his presence for a few minutes in silence, playing idly with his fingers where they rest on your thighs, and then you ask quietly, "Did everything go alright?"

Minho sighs and rests his chin heavily on top of your head. "As well as could be expected. We had to put a few of the transfer drivers back in line, but nothing we couldn't handle."

You snuggle closer to him, pressing a kiss to his arm. "Good. I'm glad."

Minho makes a noise of agreement in his throat and presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

"Me too."

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It's taken six months for Minho to finally trust you enough to let you be part of his meetings.

Six months, and you're now standing behind his chair silently, trying to keep track of all the plans, as the men at the large table in front of you argue over their next move.

"No way in hell that'll work." Changbin declares, crossing his broad arms over his chest and glaring Hyunjin down across the table. "It just won't."

"It's better than anything you've come up with." Hyunjin argues back, and Jisung rolls his eyes, sliding a map across the table to Seungmin.

"Min, try and decode where they're gonna buy next while these two dumbasses argue?"

Seungmin nods silently and begins to type away on his laptop.

"We don't know that they won't double back like they've done before-and then, if we're waiting on the route down-"

"That's dumb as fuck! Listen to yourself, man!"

"If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god."

"Okay, okay." Minho booms, and everyone goes silent, looking to their leader.

You have to give it to him. He knows how to command a room.

"We've got the beginnings of a solid plan." Your husband announces, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes for a brief moment, as if he's fighting a headache. "Let's work from there and see where it takes us."

Everyone nods silently, and the men start to push back from the table, leaving the room.

Minho sighs, leaning his elbows on the large meeting table, and you try to resist the urge to go to him, to help, but your body doesn't listen to you, and you find yourself stepping forward, tentatively putting a hand on one of his shoulders.

"I'm sorry." You say quietly, and Minho turns to stare at you curiously.

"Whatever for, princess?"

You glance away, your cheeks red. "I'm sure you're stressed. My father is breathing down your neck, and now there's this problem with the shipments, and I haven't become pregnant-"

Minho's gaze hardens slightly. "You never need to apologize for things you can't control. Not to me."

You stare at him, mouth agape.

"I don't know if your father made you do that for him-knowing the bastard, I'm sure he did-but you don't ever have to grovel at my feet for mistakes that are not your own, princess."

Something warm and truthful settles over your body at his words.

Minho turns back to the plans laid across the table, a slight smile pulling at his lips now.

"But if you have any bright ideas for what the fuck I should do here, I'm all ears."

********************************************************************************

"Remember when you gave me Suwon for the first birthday of mine that we ever spent together?" You ask Minho, watching your daughter play happily in the garden with the dog in question and some of her new birthday gifts.

Minho chuckles, his arm around you, as he glances over at you with a smirk. "Of course I remember. I hated him for the first year and a half."

"You did not!" You protest, ribbing him in the side, even as he laughs and pins your hand between the two of you easily. "You just put up a front."

Minho rolls his eyes good naturedly. "That dog shit on our carpet and ruined more shoes than I could count."

"He was a puppy!" You complain, but you're biting back a smile.

"A very expensive puppy, who ruined very expensive shoes." Minho retorts right back, an amused look in his dark eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." You wave him away, sniffing and turning to watch Yeong-Ja put a sun hat on the long suffering dog trying to nap beside her in the shade. "But he's a good dog now. You have to admit."

"Maybe." Minho remarks idly, gaze going to your daughter and the dog beneath the tree. "Yeong-Ja loves the damn mutt, and that's good enough for me."

********************************************************************************

Felix finds you first after the maids had mentioned not seeing you all day, curled up in the middle of the bed, sobbing silently.

Minho had been away on some business, but the minute Felix called him, he made it home in record time.

When he bursts through the bedroom door not twenty minutes later, you can't even bring yourself to look at him, curled beneath the comforter, your arms wrapped around your middle.

Felix hadn't touched you, he hadn't dared, but he'd stayed at the side of the bed until Minho arrived.

"Don't touch her." Minho commands almost wildly and Felix steps back, holding his hands up in obvious compliance.

"Call a doctor." He barks out at the retreating man, and Felix leaves the room without another word.

The bed sinks under Minho's weight, and you shuffle further beneath the safety of the blankets.

"Princess. Look at me."

You hesitate, but do as he says, and Minho's feral expression of worry softens slightly as your teary gaze falls on his.

Immediately, the walls you've been building up crumble, and you're crying again.

"I'm so sorry, Minho. I don't know what happened-"

Minho doesn't even bother shucking off his shoes or his suit coat, he slides into the bed beside you, beneath the cover of the blankets, and tugs you into his arms, stroking your hair methodically as you continue to sob.

"It's okay, baby, it's okay."

"But there's so much blood-" You whimper out, and you don't dare to look beneath the blanket for fear of what you'll see.

"I know." Minho soothes, brushing the hair back from your forehead, as he presses a kiss against the crown of your head. "But the doctor will be here soon."

"Minho, the baby, I swear I didn't know, I swear it-" You're hysterical now, and everything hurts-your body, your mind, your soul-and Minho is there, strong and steady, stroking your hair, tugging you against his chest, whispering reassurances.

"I know, baby. It's okay. It's going to be okay."

********************************************************************************

You're sitting in the kitchen, watching Minho help Yeong-Ja make pancakes, when it hits you.

This life is nothing like what you thought it'd be.

And yet, its more than perfect.

Yeong-Ja laughs as Minho swipes batter across the tip of her nose, and Suwon excitedly barks around their feet, begging for scraps and happy to be included.

Minho glances over to you across your daughter's head, and gives you a wink.

He was right. It all turned out okay.

And in this moment, you're thankful that nothing ever worked out as planned.

It's even better.

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suengmi · 1 year

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Ot8 skz. They find out another member was your bias!!

i don't do idol!au in long length sorry! ;_; but like i'll do a lil blurb while i write others if that's okay bc i think this is so cute!!

in alphabetical order~ no warnings needed, gn!reader

bangchan

would laugh at first not believing you

"haha... wait are you serious?"

confused as f shaking his head

"wait for real?"

"why? what did he have that i don't?"

tackle hugs to try and get you to admit it was him all along

"chan, stop!!!!"

kiss attacks you until you change your mind

"now, is it changed?"

you would shake your head until he'd attack you with his kisses again

"ah!!! stop!!!"

stupid grin on his face knowing he won

changbin

"say that one more time!"

"that doesn't make sense."

"no that really doesn't make sense."

little joke punches to your waist

"are you trying to get me angry? it's working!!"

flexing his muscles in your face

just to show you he's sexier than the others

"you like this better?"

"he doesn't have these does he?"

both of you laughing together

felix

"really?"

felix just ):

): ): ): ): ):

"why tho..."

):!!!!!!!

"baby... really?"

"is it because he is taller? wait we're all short."

sulks into your chest

sulks into a back hug

"you like me best now though... yeah?"

):!!!!

hyunjin

"yeah he wishes"

scoff on his face as he makes his morning coffee

"you're lying i can feel it"

making eyes back at you squinting

stares at the back of your neck trying to burn holes

turns his gaze when he's caught his eyes all wide

"hyunjin, stop staring"

"i'm not"

pushing you away for cuddles

"hmph!"

jeongin

ignoring you the whole day

pouting and saying hmph anytime you went to kiss him

"you're on the couch tonight."

"baby no"

"you've made your bed. now you go lay in it"

jeongin leaving the toilet seat up knowing it annoys you

actively moves your skincare around in the bathroom

leaves his dishes on the table

"passive aggressive little shit" you'd laugh

"please let me kiss you" ):

"okay... but you're on thin ice"

cute reluctant kisses that turn into giggles when he melts into your touch

jisung

frowning at you

then pulls a sad voice

pouting at you whenever he sees you

says nothing whenever you walk past

tugs on your shirt

"that's not fair"

"jisung you're my favourite always"

"yeah i wasn't before though..."

bites the side of your arm

"are you sure it's me now?"

"yes jisung, always"

cute smiles when you reassure him

lee know

"that's bullshit"

"you're just trying to rile me up"

jokingly grabs the back of your neck and flings you around

pinches your nose

"you're mine now, so i don't gotta worry about that huh?"

playfully slaps your ass whenever he walks past

"you're mine so... yeah."

gets kinda possessive but doesn't wanna show it

"just admit it, you're jealous lee know."

"fuck no"

seungmin

says nothing when you admit it

you're kinda nervous, he just goes along with his day

"doesn't it upset you?"

"no, i'm not insecure"

you watch his moves through the day, he's just same as always

"besides, it's me you're with at night so, yeah."

you'd probably blush at him

he'd enjoy you being a bit of a mess

over thinking about it

"but..."

would stop you with kisses

a/n: hope this was okay!! i had fun writing this xx

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catiuskaa · 10 months

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G’day fellas, it’s Kats! —the Masterlist.

Any kind of requests are (eventually) answered and appreciated!

random prompt list (mainly for requests but feel free to use it and tag me on your own works!)

OT8 SERIES // POLY!SKZ

—[one-shot] reggaeton & champagne (nsfw)

you knew better than to go down to the club alone. and that guy should’ve known better than to mess with minho and chan’s property. (minho x chan x reader)

—[one-shot] i’m trying, but they’re hot! —lifeguards!skz

(suggestive? crack?) minho and felix agree to go with you to your usual fitness center, which recently opened a swimming pool facility! (and they've hired a certain group of lifeguards... oh wow...)

—[series] bf!thoughts (fluff):

bangchan: music to my ears.

being chan’s partner makes music sound so much better, but not coming close to the sound of his laughs. ♡

minho: sway with me.

as minho’s partner, you know he loves dancing, and he loves dancing with you. He won’t say it often, but you both know he loves you even more. ♡

changbin: my favourite.

changbin won’t hesitate to pamper his partner with reasurance and love, because, above it all, his favourite thing will always be you. ♡

hyunjin: out of the blue.

poor hyunjin is so frustrated with artblock. nothing comes out like he sees it! little does he know, his cute muses are right in front of him. ♡

jisung: ticklish, cold water nights.

hannie can be a bit of a meanie if it’s late enough, but he loves you so much, he has to make sure you drink enough water too. ♡

felix: rice pudding!

felix wants to cook on live. who if not you to help? it’s mainly so he doesn’t burn anything—like himself—, but it still makes him feel warm and fluffy inside. ♡

seungmin: clingy denials.

seungmin claims he isn’t clingy. recent events while shopping prove to be a little bit… trickier… for him. not his fault though. You are the one who looks too good! ♡

jeongin: bread bites.

innie isn’t much of a skinship person, but it’s because of you that he has found out a new way of showing how much he loves you. ♡

BANGCHAN:

you asked me to stay. [Not yet]. (fluff, nsfw)

even if idols 'don’t date fans', there are no rules against a little bit of teasing, and so it happens that Mr Bang Chan here really likes your kind of thinking.

Level up: Fencing for Dummies. (fluff)

soulmates don’t exist, but why are all these corny memories suddenly in your head, and why is your rival the main character?

Caprice des Dieux (nsfw) // COMING SOON

you’ll always pick cheese when your insomnia is too much to bear, and so it happens that your roommate agrees. Will the sleepy honesty help you ease that tension around you?

My Atlantis [We fall] (angst) [good ending!]

you’ve hurt yourself due to his career as an idol, because the media won’t let you be. Still, despite his tries to ‘protect you’, you both have spent the worst month in a long while and neither of you want to continue knowing that you could have tried again.

audio creak file.mp3 [1:07] (nsfw)

Chan struggles to make music, and you, his friend and roommate, try to help him when you can. Say, Chan also struggles to keep his cool whenever you’re near… what will you do to help him feel better?

MINHO:

pink in the night. (angst)

he knows it means leaving you at night with your hoodie on, but minho has to say goodbye one last time, even if nothing is fair.

had to make sure you'd catch it. (fluff)

no one expected jeongin to be the first to marry in the group, but furthermore, no one expected minho to be the one to ask you first, and certainly not like that.

missed me, missed me, now you gotta… (fluff)

minho wasn’t grumpy, nor he was jealous. but he hasn’t been the same ever since he fell in love with you.

need you to [Lee] Know (fluff)

minho loves you: to him, it’s as clear as water. Its only after he finds out that you’re starting to doubt it—he needs you to know just how much.

I.O.U. [pinky promise] (fluff)

minho’s fear of heights is not alone, because airplanes are also in the equation. but rest assured, lovely strangers like yourself are there to help him.

Keep it (smut) // COMING SOON

Minho had always known that no one could resist his charms, seeing both boys and girls cheering so vividly for him, almost desperate for attention. So who was that new, cute kitten that had so shyly rejected his jacket at his last game?

ma-ah (fluff) // COMING SOON

minho’s little fur zoo is the cutest thing you’ve seen. and they like you, too. Problem is, they like you so much they’ve hidden your shoes and won’t let you leave.

Shirts, hoodies and pyjamas (fluff)

every member knows that Minho’s attitude towards you is kinda mean. Will an impulsive idea change your situation?

shoot on sight [straight through my heart] (smut)

a laser tag encounter will end any truce you could’ve started with minho. And of course, after that kiss…

CHANGBIN:

under the weather (fluff)

is that a sneeze what he’s hearing? unnaceptable! changbin will take care of his sick little bunny... no chance of escaping.

this close to begging (smut)

an angsty tension formed out of pent-up feelings. a mix of alcohol, changbin and you might find just the way of solving it.

my knight in comforting armour (fluff)

plane trips feel longer when you can’t use your phone. after a very chaotic encounter, it’s now obvious that playing on changbin’s phone is much more entertaining!

[these two can be read as a stand alone or together in the order written]

Yeah, Flowers Follow (fluff)

You have always been committed to your duty at your mom's flower shop since she got hurt carrying bags of dirt over a month ago. It was mostly just you and the flowers, until he barged in one day, slapped 20 bucks on the countertop and with a passive-aggressive tone, asked: "How do I say fuck you in flower?"

Floral Troubles: Tales of Love (fluff)

It’s been hard dealing with your recent love life with how busy the flower shop has been since the wedding season started, over two weeks ago. It was just you, the ribbons and greenery, until he hugged you from behind, left 20 bucks on the table and in an affectionate tone, asked: “How do I say I love you in flower?”

HYUNJIN:

i don’t like my mind. (angst)

there was nothing you could’ve said to him to keep hyunjin away from his thoughts. Not on the night of March 20, 2021.

[Don’t worry about Rome!] It won’t fall. (fluff) // COMING SOON

it was almost ridiculous to think you hadn’t realized it, but hey, no one expected Rome to fall.

The rain falls [the sky doesn’t] (fluff)

rain sucks. for you, to the very least, it’s a major problem. but your boyfriend knows something is wrong, and is determined to help you, because even if rain falls, the sky doesn’t.

Untitled. // COMING SOON

an artist’s mind often wanders around and about. ever since Hyunjin and you collided, he's unable to come out the same.

drunk-dazed [i’m yours] (fluff)

Felix has tried to help you with your love life, but, as much as you appreciated the gesture, he kinda failed… all the time. Will the latest match with his new roommate break the streak?

JISUNG:

*cough cough* no, me kisses. (fluff)

he may have lost his opportunity to ask you to become official, but boyfriend or not, there’s only one thing Hannie wants needs: your kisses. All over his face. Right now.

strawberry blond. (angst)

Jisung had been avoiding the truth for the past six months, but now, it’s time to face the storm. even if it hurts.

Wednesday's at 4pm. (nsfw) // COMING SOON

jisung has been living with you for a while now, and your relationship has changed since that night, even if you decided to settle in FWB. He loves finding new things about you, but this time, it's about him.

putting to good use (smut)

you had always been Jisung’s utmost supporter, his number 1 fan, and with the last comeback, who could blame his partner for wanting to reward all his hard effort?

[3:36 am] 🍶 (nsfw)

A sexy meeting with an interesting someone might be exactly what you were looking for a one-night stand.

Collision [Scared shitless] (angst, nsfw) // COMING SOON

You and him had always been a teasing game without an end, so much that it started to make you feel weird about it, his signals making you confused as your feelings kept growing. A drunk encounter could make you rethink your decisions again.

FELIX:

this isn’t what friends do. (fluff, smut)

you're friends- duh! best friends are close to each other, even if this could be... too close. still, no one can really blame you! that chocolate was far too good anyways.

[these two can be read together in the order written or as standalones :)]

WikiHow’s on my back. Where’s Felix? [On the dance floor] (fluff)

Felix can't deny it anymore. WikiHow agrees, and even if he doesn't want to accept it, accidentally completing every step of the web might just clarify to him what he’s feeling.

[01:43 am] (fluff)

study buddies are always close to each other. Still, exams week is over, so when Felix shows up in your room, a silly UNO game is the go-to for clearing things up… in a meme way.

SEUNGMIN:

new task: valentine’s day. (fluff)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments… to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

silly little promises. (smut)

unspoken promises to stay away from your brother’s best friend might work for some, but not when kim seungmin is said man.

Yikes, he bites. (nsfw) // COMING SOON

you’re new to the city, the only people you knew were your brother and his best friend. You decide to try online dating for a change. What’s the worst that can happen?

sunset paradise (angsty? romance)

you don’t know whether to call your little escapade a “vacation” or “a way to run away from difficult decisions,” but Greece seems to have your back either way. Still, the deep and mysterious Mediterranean Sea you’ll encounter might show you things quite outstanding. How will that affect your little escape?

mafia!seungmin series: (prologue released, the story might just take a while)

Quick Question, What the Hell? (mature)

when you found the light-skinned young man, his clothes almost torn apart and filled with bloodstains, his head lying on the dumpster at the backdoor of the place you were working, you knew for a fact you couldn't nope yourself out of this situation. And to this day, you don't know if that was the reason why all hell broke loose.

I.N:

tequila sundown (smut) // COMING SOON

drink after drink, you’re just tired. The alcohol isn’t making you forget, just horny. But so it happens— the bartender is more than willing to help take your mind (and your body) off stress.

Pasta la Vista, baby (fluff) // COMING SOON

you’re new to the city, on your way to work in this fancy food chain as a researcher. An unpleasant accident with a stranger you’d rather never see again happens... but oh, guess who’s your boss and coworker now!

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httpseiki · 11 months

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hi darlll!! how are you 💗

i was wondering if i could request a mean dom chan who was getting so worked up just before going on stage so he has to quick fuck you in the bathroom just a couple minutes before he has to go and perform :((

can you do 39, 6, 36, 2 please!! have a great rest of your dayyy

get the fuck in the bathroom.

mean!dom!chan x afab!sub!reader

note: hi hi yes, this is not my best work, and i'm aware that I put 35 instead of 39 so please excuse my mistake. I got a heavy writer's block since I've been writing for the past three days for my school essays😭😭 but I still wanna post for you guys and not keep you waiting. anyways, hope you enjoy wtv came out of it, it's kinda mediocre ehehehe...

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ the prompts!!

2. “does it get you hard knowing our friends are ten feet away?”

6. “baby, i have somewhere to be stop trying to fuck”

35. "are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”

36. "you make a sound and it’s game over"

tw: dom!chan x afab!reader, NSFW content, established relationship, slight voyeurism, unprotected sex(do not follow), spanking, degradation, and also a little praise, and there's probably more but I'm tired.

song choice: tunnel vision - melanie martinez

"y'look so good tonight," chan speaks between kisses with you on his lap, "dressed all nice for the after party, yeah?"

you hum, too drunk with him. even though you were backstage, locked in his personal dress room, the sparks of the moment made you lose yourself on the bare minimum intimacy.

he was intoxicating, really. you moan in the sloppy kiss when his lips move to your neck, biting and sucking on your weak spots. chan knew them all by heart.

“does it get you hard knowing our friends are ten feet away?”

he chuckles and continues marking your exposed collarbones. you grind yourself on him, his rock hard erection dragging against your clit,

"can you blame me, thought?" chan looks into your eyes, "you look fucking gorgeous."

you gaze at him lovingly, sharing a moment of exploring each other's souls. your thumb swiped against his chin in order to clean him of your lipstick. a soft 'fuck' is his reaction, visibly getting turned on by your caring action,

"baby, i have somewhere to be, stop trying to fuck” chan grabs your wrist.

"just tryna keep you out of any scandals, that's all." your smile, innocently getting off his lap.

you go next to the full length mirror to fix your own lipstick stains that got smeared everywhere. you catwalk your way to your purse on the makeup table and search for your gloss. you return to the mirror, applying it to your swollen lips, but the way he tilted his head and looked right at you made your heart spin, why was he staring like that?

"I didn't even do anything!" your words come out wobbly since you were still retouching your makeup.

"yeah, sure" chan shrugged as he got up.

"I need you so badly," he groans, covering his face.

you giggle, knowing damn well he's gonna be dealing with tight pants for the next three hours.

"ey, careful with this attitude on stage," you point out to his dick.

you chuckle to yourself and get closer to him. your fingers grab the collar of his shirt, pulling it to make it look more presentable, hands slipping to fix his unmade tie, too. chan's gaze was melting your soul as it was full of love. and lust. you finally give in, looking up at him through your lashes,

"are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?” his voice is low, deep.

you smile, flustered at his words. you didn't know you could get him this needy just by simply touching his tie. but you loved it,

"get the fuck in the bathroom. "

"... what?"

"now." he points to the exit, "you caused a problem and you're gonna solve it.".

and could you refuse? the moment you agreed, chan's lips crashed into yours. you two moved until your back hit the door. he opened it, gently closing it behind you. your face felt hot, the other members greeting you loudly, their excitement going through the roof. your boyfriend excused himself from the warm up, saying he wants to give you a snack.

in reality, you were pushed up against the cold tiles of the wall with chan behind you. his hands pulled your hips towards him, rolling your velvety dress up. you hiss when he takes off your panties, the air hitting your leaking cunt,

"you make a sound and it’s game over," he warns, fingers rubbing your folds.

"j-just fuck me, hurry~" you look back to see him pulling out his cock.

"the slut is impatient, yeah?" he chuckles.

and god, did it look painful. he ligned himself up, pushing it in little by little, your body being set on fire.

"so goddamn tight..." he groans, starting to pick up the pace.

you were struggling to keep in your moans when he was stretching you out so well. it felt like he was splitting you apart. normally, you would take your time and let him scissor you, but due to the lack of minutes before he has to leave, this had to do. and by the way he was squeezing your waist, it wouldn't take much longer,

"chan!!" you moan his name when his dick touched that spot.

his hand comes down on your ass roughly making you yelp,

"told you to be quiet, ──, can't even do that for me?"

you felt tears prickle on your face when another slap made its way in your reddened cheek, chan's fingers covered your mouth as you released abruptly. how the fuck did he felt that before you did?

"shit, I'm gonna come too," he groans. "gonna fill you up, you're gonna hold it inside until I get back, you're gonna my good girl, right?"

"y-yes, your g-good girl... " you manage to speak.

"that's right, you're my good girl, " he spanks you one last time. "gonna give my cum to her now, hmm? she deserved it."

then, he comes hard. his body falls over yours, the door surprisingly supporting the both of you,

"did so good for me, I love you, " chan kisses your head, slowly pulling out, "are you okay, babydoll?"

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sanakimohara · 3 months

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DDLG with seungmin....sounds like a god send🥰🥴

“DDLG” K.S.

Forgive me for the late response to you, love. 🖤 and of course DDLG Seungmin is going to get a spotlight. It’s only fair. 🖤

[ MDNI ]

++++++++

Dom Seungmin is a silent hard Dom. He doesn’t impose verbal control often which leads to you relying on nonverbal communication. When he pats his lap, an empty space beside him, or a perfectly vacant spot near his feet on the floor you don’t hesitate to sit/kneel. No words needed. With a tap of his fingers under your chin Seungmin instructs you to open your mouth wide for him -readying you to suck on his fingers or wrap around his cock. Every action he imposes is a way to instill mindless submission in you. He takes pride in your obedience, rubbing the top of your head lovingly when you listen without having to be told, and you welcome the praise with a tender smile. “Good pup/kitten.”

Dom Seungmin thrives off reading your expressions, can tell when you’re slipping into subspace, and attends to you accordingly. You don’t have to say anything to get his attention because it’s already drifting towards you. What kind of owner doesn’t watch over his pet at all times?… Not him. That for certain.

Dom Seungmin prefers you wear a collar/choker as a sign of his ownership. Out in public you have a charm/tag attached to it with his name engraved on one side but in private a little bell takes it place. Seungmin thoroughly enjoys the soft jingles your collar/choker makes, signaling when you’re near him, or showing off what he knows to be his. He’ll hook a finger under the dainty jewelry, using it to pull you close for a kiss, or hold your gaze when he’s speaking to you. It’s an automatic reflex he can’t seem to shake and you don’t pull away when he does. He owns you. There’s no doubt about that and the smile on your face every-time he admires his brand around your neck makes him fall in love with you all over again.

Dom Seungmin will make you walk around with a vibrator nestled in your cunt all day. You’re not allowed to remove it, touch yourself, or come without his elicit permission. It’s pure torture, a literal hell on earth for you, and um pooling in your panties and inner thighs keeps you fidgeting for hours. You text and call him non stop after the fourth time he’s edged you, wanting to cry as you beg him to stop, or at least be merciful enough to let you come. Your attempts are in vain because Seungmin amps up the intensity of the toy just to hear you swallow desperate whines, and broken whimpers purely for his entertainment. All while mocking your lack of restraint and sulky behavior. “You’ll be fine, pup. Keep it in for a few more hours and I’ll help when you get home…” “Stop? But it sounds like you’re enjoying it, sweetheart..” “What was that? I should set it higher…?” “You’re so cute when you beg, little one.”

Dom Seungmin sends you borderline threatening texts if you’re out in public together and another person so much as looks your way a little too long for his liking. He gets jealous easily and isn’t afraid to show it either. Although, you find it funny to some degree, he’s completely serious about his warnings.

“Get away from him.”

“Come here. Now.”

“Stop fucking with my patience, Y/n.”

“I should fuck that smile right off your face. His joke won’t be funny then will it?…”

“Don’t look so scared now, pup. You obviously wanted my attention and now you have it…”

Dom Seungmin doesn’t mind that you call him ‘daddy’ or ‘sir’ casually. He’s listening to you either way and prefers you call him such things in private. The one time you did slip up and asked him a question while using his title in public the smuggest smirk was plastered on his face for the entire day. “Should I get the green tea or mocha twist, daddy- ah erm….I mean s-sir….fuck, I mean- Min stop looking at me like that!” You whine while glaring at him, face on fire with embarrassment, and your heart thundering so loud you couldn’t even hear what was going on around you two anymore. He shook his head, quieting his laughter as best as possible before squeezing your hand that was intertwined with his, “The green tea sounds better, pup…”

Dom Seungmin will make you rut against his foot as a punishment. He doesn’t care if you beg to ride his thigh instead or plead for a less strenuous and humiliating reprimand. Whatever you’ve done deserves no leniency and Seungmin isn’t the type to crumble so easily under the influence of round and tearful puppy eyes. Seeing you struggle, writhing around like a bitch in heat excites him more than you realize, and he’ll make you carry on like that until he’s satisfied with the mess you make of yourself. “M’ tired,” you huff through building tears, legs on fire with pain, and your panties soaked through completely, but he makes no move to help you. “Did I tell you to stop?” His voice is low, barely bouncing off the darkened walls surrounding you two, and a shiver runs down your spine as the depth in his tone becomes evident. “No…” you reply meekly, unconsciously rolling your hips to resume your task. Seungmin grins, petting your head appreciatively, and gingerly lifting the top of his boot to press harder on your quivering cunt. You whimper at the added pressure, letting tears fall as another climax curls in your tummy, “Sir…please…n-no more….i wanna rest!” The pitch of your voice rises as the hand in your hair twists and tugs at the strands roughly, forcing your head up to look him in the eyes as he responds in an unnervingly calm whisper, “Good puppies don’t talk back to their master. When you learn that maybe I’ll let you stop. Maybe…”

Dom Seungmin allocates aftercare through discreet gestures. Drawing a bath for you, stocking up on your favorite snacks/drinks so you can indulge in a treat after, and leaving his clothes out for you to wear are common examples. He’s capable of giving you words of affirmation but firmly believes acts of service speak much louder than words. Your obedience to him is matched perfectly with his ability to provide whatever you need/want. It’s a fair transaction of effort on both parts. Seungmin never asks more of you than necessary and you don’t except him to overdo his gratitude. A wholesome midnight walk to get ice cream makes you happier than finding a dozen roses wrapped in silk. That isn’t to say he skips out on gifting you expensive rewards.

“Every pet needs a well earned treat…”

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So, I’m officially back, and I’m currently going through my inbox to answer requests. I apologize for taking so long to get to them but life is currently giving me lemons and I’m not the best at making lemonade… (that was funny so you better laugh or else…. :/ 🖤) Anyway, I hope you Min Stan’s liked this one… 🖤

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This hairstyle on him was insanely attractive for no apparent reason. Whoever’s idea it was to style him like this during that era should get a raise, extra paid time off, and a Medal of Honor from Stay. 🖤 Credit to the creator 🖤

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