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becomingmina · 5 months

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Fuckboy Min - angst&smut w/ Lee Know. 18+ only mdni.

{Mina’s notes: Minho is kinda mean. The way I would have done anything for him just so he can like me back. Also happy 200 followers to me. ❤️‍🩹}

"Isn't that Y/N?" Han asked looking over the older boy's shoulder.

Minho turns his head around and sees you amongst the crowd - of the very grand party he dreads. He feels himself tense up at the sight of you, he hasn’t seen you in a while and you looked as beautiful as ever. He can feel the corner of his lip turn up as he replays memories of him and you, and that’s when he realises he misses you.

But the feeling soon fades when he notices you’re with a guy. Only a month and you already found yourself a guy? Loud sweet giggles falls from your lips as you grip the man's biceps, laughing about nothings. He scoffs to himself as he recognises the man.

“Out of all the boys in this fucking city, she chose fucking Hwang Hyunjin?” Minho blurted, he was mad. “She’s got a type. Fuckboys,” he turns back around to Han and raises his brows, as if asking for him to agree with the statement.

“You’re not going to do anything right hyung?” Han nervously asked, knowing his hyung will definitely be doing something.

“She just looks too happy, Han. I gotta ruin it for her. Especially when it’s Hwang Hyunjin she’s fucking with,” Minho says before downing the rest of his drink and ditching the younger boy.

Minho met you a couple months ago at one of his mother’s grand get-together. He only came to these events in hopes to find a hook up or a quick fuck, he was never here to support his mom on what ever event-job-work-promotion she got herself into. He probably got with half of the girls who attended these parties with their rich parents.

“Imagine what your daddy would think of his sweet innocent daughter completely coming vulnerable underneath some guy she just met?” Minho would often whisper in their ears as he thrusts into them. He would say anything to get them to sleep with him then ghost them the next day, leaving them restless.

However you weren’t like any of these girls to him, well at first. Minho was addicted to you, he couldn’t put his finger on it but he kept coming back to you. After seeing you a few times, he proposed for you both to be fwb and you agreed, because to be very honest, Minho was hot and he was a great fuck, the best if you can say. Also, something about him felt very secure to you. Meaningless fucks turned into lingering kisses, then turned into secrets date nights. You both shared such gentle and heartfelt moments, like cooking dinner together to holding hands randomly. Minho became so romantic with you secretly, but he never sincerely voiced it. You fell for him. You wanted to do anything for him in hopes that he liked you back. You became obsessive, got restless, jealous that there was many other girls hovering around him. You wanted him to yourself, and it got to the point where you had pull him away one night, letting your tears run down your face as you admitted your feelings to him, intoxicated. And maybe because he never dealt with such heavy feelings and high emotions like this before that, he turned on you.

“Y/N, you're just like the other girls.. Maybe worse. Easy. Clingy. I would never like you back.. Are you crazy?" You couldn't believe it, he abandoned you. Minho ended up treating you just like all the other girls.

Now the other half of the girls that Minho didn’t hooked up with were probably sorted by Hwang Hyunjin. The city’s heartbreaker. Classic story of two best friends that now hates each other. Minho and Hyunjin grew up together, basically brothers due to their mother’s close friendship. But when the boys got older they grew apart. Times that was supposed be spent together catching up on a tv show or playing basketball turned into time spent with a girl trying to get her to undress underneath them. It was now a competition to see who played the most girls. Oh how toxic.

So when Minho saw you in the ballroom with Hyunjin, he assumed you two were sleeping together. Minho needed to get you alone before the end of the night.

He needed to ruin you, in order to ruin it for Hyunjin aswell.

“Should I get you another drink?” The long haired boy asked realising the glass in your hand was almost empty.

“I was actually eyeing the orange slices over there-” you pointed out, gesturing to the massive grazing table.

“-Mimosa?” He was quick to respond, tone so sweet and cheeky.

“You know me too well Hyunjin,” you smiled admiringly up at the boy.

“I’ll get the champagne, you get the oranges and we meet back here then,” he says, hints of his dorky smile showing.

You were finally alone.

"Hey baby," Minho speaks from behind you, his voice so deep, hands find their way to your hips sending chills down your spine. He used to call you that all the time, and your heart never fails to beat out of your chest from it.

Lee Minho. Why the hell was he behind you? Shouldn’t he breaking some poor innocent girl’s heart?

“I missed you.” You stood still at his words, unable to move.

No not this again.

"Minho, go away," you finally spoke, building up a wall that you know isn’t going to stay up.

"No. I need to talk to you baby. I missed you," he made sure you heard him, his hands now made its way higher to your waist. "You look so pretty tonight..” one hand rests on your waist as the other one slowly travels to your thigh. “I missed your pretty little body so much, baby,” his lips were so close to your face, the proximity is so familiar, so safe that you wanted to turn and press your lips on his. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Minho had you under his spell, his presence was all it took for you to consider him again. You lean back, head taking its place on his shoulder as your back pressed on his chest. You tilt your head up slowly, finally looking at him. Oh, he was so beautiful as ever. His cute little bunny teeth showing from his agape mouth, his pretty sparkly eyes looking down at you, and his sharp nose, which you remember you use to peck so much. You missed him so much, you couldn’t resist it anymore.

“Min.” You say in the most vulnerable tone ever, gripping his forearm, giving in to him. He smiles at the nickname, the nickname only you were allowed to call him by.

"Come with me," and with that he yanked your arm dragging you through the crowd, for sure going to leave Hyunjin confused when he comes back.

Minho pulled you into an empty bathroom and pressed you against the door after locking it, instantly smashing his lips on to yours. His lips feels so soft against yours and your body hasn’t felt this rush of adrenaline in a while that you were going insane. Already feeling yourself start to go wet, you were so bothered, you needed more. Your teeth clashes as he practically devours you, his hand hoists one of your leg over his hip.

“Need you on the counter, bunny,” he murmured in between the kisses, there goes the nicknames again. He carries you to the counter, helping you up, your legs immediately spreading for him to slot himself in between. His hand slips underneath your dress, brushing against your clothed core.

“Already so wet for me,” he smirks, feeling the patch on your panties. “Can I?” He asked tapping his finger twice on your core. You nodded throwing your head back and he accepts the invitation to suck on your neck, leaving marks. Minho’s fingers pulls your panties to the side, his pointer finger finally runs through your folds. You were so warm, so sticky already that Minho let out a moan into your neck, unable to control the pleasure he was also having. You jolted forward when his fingers finally entered you pumping you slowly, causing him to let out an airy scoff. “Need to taste, let me taste?” You nod again knowing every time Minho ate you out, he would reward you with his dick for being such a good girl. You wanted that again.

“Need to hear you say it, Y/N,” he stops his movements, to brush your hair out of your face adoring your features.

Verbal consent has always been a big thing to Minho. He has so much control when the other person expresses what they want. It feeds into his already massive ego seeing the other person submit to him, makes him feel like he was in winning. And right there and then when he asked that question he wanted you to submit, so he can feel bigger than Hyunjin.

“Yes, please Min. I want it,” you gave him exactly what he wanted. You missed this. You missed his body and how he fucked you, how he made love to you. You miss Minho. You miss how sweet and gentle he was. How he would text you if you got home okay after spending the entire day with him. How innocent and lovely he can be talking about his cats, his hobbies. You wanted him to like you back, to want you back that you were willing to let him do anything to you, to use you.

“You’re still so good baby,” he buttered you up pressing a kiss your lips once more, letting it linger on a bit before dropping to his knees. He bundles your thin long dress around your waist, pulling down your soaked panties and burying them deep in his pocket. He is met with your pretty pussy, glistening with arousal. Your scent takes him by surprise and he goes numb. Oh, how he remembers it all so well, he would spend forever in between your legs on a Sunday afternoon. He parts your thighs and moves his face closer to your cunt, finally sliding his tongue in your slit. You still taste as sweet as ever too and that was all it took for Minho to devour you, to eat you out like a starved man. You lean back on one hand and the other one finds its place in Minho’s hair keeping it there. He was so good with his tongue, alternating between giving fat stripes, kitten licks and harsh sucks on your clit. Minho was getting you closer to your orgasm. Moans and whimpers falls from your lips as you allow him to hear how good he is making you feel.

“Feels good baby? You still taste so sweet, I just know you’re still going to be so tight." he removes himself from you just so he can glance up at your fucked out state nodding to every word he was saying.

“Want to- to cum,” you needed to cum, you were on the verge of tears feeling the tension in your stomach start to fade..

“Hm?”

“Please, I want to cum Min,” you restates and he dives back down. He grips your thighs as he makes out with your pussy, his nose hitting your clit every now and then to get you going again. Minho picks up his pace, moving his kisses to your clit where he then sucks harshly earning a sharp moan from you. You jolt forward, thighs closing around him, throwing your head back as you spray Minho with your sweet release. You feel him smirk against your pussy, his mouth and chin coated in your arousal. That wasn’t enough for you, you wanted more. Your hand pushes his head further into your cunt as you grind down in his nose, riding out your high. Minho lets you use him, his tongue still overstimulating you until you were satisfied. Frankly, he found it hot how after just one taste you go feral for him.

He licks his lips cleaning himself off as he gets up from your legs, helping you pull down your dress. He cages you between his hands that are now resting on the counter, you don’t move. Just staring up at him, he examines your features again, taking all everything that he used to adore. Something about this moment just feels so innocent to both of you, that Minho can help but give you small giggles, his lips turning into a smile. You mirror it in return, sitting in silence as you both recalls the old times.

A sudden buzz of your phone causes you both to snap out of the sweet moment, heads turning to the device next to you on the counter. And Minho grows hot, his reputation overshadowed his feelings for you the second he saw Hyunjin’s name pop up. He lets out a scoff, remembering why he got you in this bathroom in the first place.

Minho's leans in slowly, one hand still gripping on the counter but the other comes up close to your face. Your phone forgotten now. You think he's about to kiss you but he dodges your lips, making his way by your ears as he lets out an airy chuckle, he sounded so cocky you were taken by surprise at his sudden change in demeanour.

"God, Y/N. You're still so easy," His tone deep aiming an attack on you as he reaches for the paper towel dispenser behind your head. He pulls out a towel throwing it to you, to clean yourself up. "Still so desperate for me". It broke you. He has never done this to you before, usually he'll be on after care and cleaning up. Your head snaps to his face, taking in his smirk and dark eyes. You swallow hard, a salty taste coat your tongue and you realise you're trying you best to not cry.

“Are you this desperate for Hyunjin too?” you furrowed your brows together in response. What?

“Hmm?” You asked confused.

“You got a type Y/N, you’re so pathetic.” He continues, the vibrating of your phone doesn't help but fuels his anger.

"Min, what do you mean?" It was clear to you that Minho and Hyunjin weren’t the best of friends when you meet with Minho. But that night when Minho abandoned you, Hyunjin witnessed the whole thing. He help you get up, covering you with his his coat, wiping away your tears and took you home.

"What are you doing here with Hwang Hyunjin?" he finally asked. But you don't respond, instead you hop off the counter, unable to control how hurt you are from his previous act. Your eyes sparkle, cheeks pink, lips trembling. He takes in your reaction, making him feel a bit guilty as he has seen this all before. The night you admitted your feelings.

"You guys fucking?" this time his tone and eyes soften, it was like he needed to confirm it first before continuing to take out his anger and tension on you. You reach for your phone but he snatches before you could, declining the call sliding it across the counter where you can’t reach.

"Does he fuck you as good as I do?" He moves in closer, your noses barely touching. "He treats you better than I do?" You stay quiet.

You didn't know what to answer. Do you lie? Do you teel the truth? Regardless at the end of this Minho isn't coming back to you right? You realised the moment he called you pathetic.

He moves in to kiss your cheek, a gentle peck. Your heart starts to race even more, unable to look him in the eyes. One hand comes up to hold your face, thumb rubbing against your cheeks. "Come on baby, tell me and I'll give you what you want," his lips comes in contact with yours. You melt into the kiss, your hands grasping the waist band of his trousers. Snap out of it, Y/N. "Hmm, you going to be good and tell me? He kisses you better than I do?" He kisses you harder, helping you back up the counter. He takes back his initial position, in-between your legs. Minho moves his kisses down your neck as his hands advances to your shoulders, pulling the thin straps down exposing your chest. He gulps at the sight and latching his lips onto your boob, his hand groping the other one. You tired your hardest not to give in but you cant, the feeling is too strong. You whimper at the contact, your hand palming his hard on through his pants. It was the first time you touched him that night and Minho throws his head back, unable to control the sexual frustration.

"Fuck- see what you do to me, baby?" He coos. You undo his belt, pulling his trousers along with his boxer down, meeting with his big cock. He was already so red, a bead of pre cum already spilling frim his tip. You grab the base of his cock, holding it firmly giving him a gentle pump. Just like the way you always did. Fuck Y/N I missed this so much. Minho finds himself addicted again as he shuts his eyes, a little moan slipping from his lip. You continue to pump him and he tries his best not to give into you but your hands felt so good, he could cum like this. You lean forward attaching your lips to his neck, leaving marks just like he did to you before. “Want you Min,” you whimper on his skin. You needed to feel him inside you.

"Answer me first, Y/N." He was getting irritated at your lack of answer. God, why are you so caught up on this Minho! Your phone rings again, the buzzing noises incites his thought, and that was the breaking point for him. Hwang Hyunjin. Only Y/N would want such a pathetic man like him. "I'm not fucking you if you’re dirty Y/N," he says and you halt your movements, completely removed yourself from him.

"What?" You replied. Minho is now faced with your confused face.

"You're so desperate Y/N. I can’t believe you’re with Hyunjin right after I left you? You're so dirty for that,” Minho repeat himself moving closer to you to provoke you, he was sure you had given yourself to the other bloke. Your lack of answer confirmed it for him too. “Did you fuck Hyunjin?" But he was determined to hear it.

You took a deep sigh, and all the names and remarks he had made to you tonight flooded your head. You’re hurt. God, Y/N you are pathetic. You wanted to turn this on him but you couldn’t. Regardless of what you answer, you couldn’t win and Minho won’t be yours.

"No I didn't because I love you, Min," you confessed, pushing him off you. You proceed to pull up your dress and jump off the counter. You needed to leave him.

You brushed past him retrieving your phone and bag, unlocking the door and walking out.

Leaving him the way he left you, abandoned. Although it was your feelings that he disregarded, leaving him while he was hard and sexually unsatisfied like this would have hurt the same for a fuck boy like him.

But Minho wasn’t hurt by that. Your words was the thing that stung him. Shes loves me? No one had ever done this to Minho, he didn't know what to do. Such a similar feeling to how you felt - when he ghosted you and just now.

His words still played in your mind, they're still lingering around you. You wanted to sob, cry your heart out but you couldn't just yet, only allowing the tears to build in your eyes. Did you really just let him treat you like that? You chose pleasure again instead of protecting your already broken heart. Minho was right, you are fucking easy. You see the exit through your blurry vision and you rushed to it, pushing into the many people that was just crowding around. Just as you're about to leave a hand pulls you back.

"Y/n, you okay?" You turned around to meet with Hyunjin, and you couldn't help but burry your face in his chest as you let your tears fall.

"I hate him," you cried loudly, your whole body shaking and your legs go numb. Hyunjin hugs you, both arms wrapped around you tightly as he lets you become completely vulnerable. You were safe with him.

"I know.. Let's go home."

{ Part 2 here + Part 3 here }

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hijinxthinks · 8 months

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Christopher Bang Chan who would love:

- your stage presence and the dichotomy between that and your offstage self. he would be in awe, backstage, watching your set while in his dressing room on the monitor hanging on the wall. “you killed it!” he would enthusiastically say once you finish your set and come back to your dressing room. he would be fully dressed for his set, which is coming up soon, on a different stage at the festival, but he would be waiting for you in your dressing room, and on the last night of your tour, he would present you with a bouquet of red and black roses tied with black and purple ribbons and be waiting with a really beautiful necklace that suits you, it might even be a black bat, wings extended, in a pretty case that he presents to you. “congrats on your first tour, baby, you did it! you’re a fucking rockstar!”

- your intelligence. one of his favorite subjects is space, and the way you both can go into discussions of hypothetical astronomical events for hours on end makes you one of his favorite people to talk to.

- it doesn’t end there, though, he loves that you are the world’s weirdest encyclopedia of random knowledge. he doesn’t know what to expect to come out of your mouth anymore. he’s sitting at the center island of the kitchen, typing away on his laptop while you brew a pot of coffee for yourself and while you’re waiting, you’d say “did you know a dolphin orgy is called a wuzzle?” and he’ll look up with his confused expression, “a wuzzle?” he’ll repeat, making sure he had heard your nonsense correctly. you sip your coffee, leaning back against the counter as you face him, “yeah, and rams prefer to be homosexual, a lot of animals are inherently homosexual actually-“ at that point he has to stop you, “wai-wai-wait, what? how do you know this?” you shrug, taking another sip as you sing out like a 90s informercial, “the more you know~” it makes him laugh, and speaking of which…

- chan loves your sense of humor. the air sign in him bows to the air sign in you. the dialogues you two share make the both of you fit for a reality series. somehow you land witty comebacks and animated expressions that have him giggling like an idiot. chan can’t take you anywhere, you have no filter. he thinks it’s hilarious but also could get you into trouble. he doesn’t like to admit the tiny adrenaline rush he gets from the chance of you being heard muttering “well fuck me i guess” when someone walks through a door you held open for them without saying ‘thank you’. and you could say it a dozen times and he still thinks it’s hilarious when you land a perfectly timed “alright then, good talk.” after being unceremoniously disconnected from a phone call.

- chan loves and admires your work ethic in the studio. he’s extremely impressed by how you take charge of your projects, taking and giving suggestions to the engineer, understanding rhythm, music theory and composition. when it comes to music, you know what you want and how to direct your team to get it. he’s not used to such a vast level of early career full freedom of artistic choice. you’re a relatively new artist, yet you’re the one calling the shots, making the decisions on how things sound. he loves sitting on the couch in the studio, on his laptop, creating himself in between getting caught up in how good something sounds and becoming distracted, a face of complimentary disgust at how fucking sick your last take sounded once the engineer punched the music in.

- its a given he loves the musician in you, but particularly on foggy, autumn sunday mornings, or late, cool, rainy october nights, when you can be heard playing intricate chords and humming along, or when you strum your guitar, even with the muted strings you didn’t mean to mute, he’s just in love with your feel for music. it’s something that can’t be taught, musicianship is in your bones and he can hear the effects of that as he lies in bed, scrolling on his phone. he’ll be reading the comments of a video one minute, and his ear will catch the pattern of your singing and playing the next, and he’ll find his head grooving and nodding to your rhythm as the backdrop for the little time he spends at home. everytime you pick up a new instrument, you take to it like a pro, and he’s proud to be matched with someone as creatively intuitive as you. you end up inspiring him to be great.

- chan loves how sentimental you are. he’s a romantic libra, after all, ruled by venus, the planet of love and beauty. you remember important moments and celebrate the anniversaries of them in special, unique ways that show how thoughtful you are. you’ll keep movie ticket stubs, or confetti shot out from cannons at a show. he’s naturally the same way, but it’s rare to find someone like that, and he’s found it in you. you’ll secretly prepare his favorite meal, play music by his favorite artist, and have a unique gift for him, even if it’s just to celebrate the anniversary of the debut of his group. no matter what the occasion, you put effort into it and he’s attracted to that.

- as a fellow air sign, chan loves that you’re vocal during sex. air signs are communicative and flirty, and thrive off stimulating verbal communication when done right during intimacy. he’s not used to his partner saying so many things, making his brain work to talk back even though he’s lost in the feeling of your pussy squeezing around him, wetting his thighs with each slap against your skin. that’s not enough, no, you have to talk him through it too, “yes, yes, im your good girl, right? right chan? i wanna be so good for you.” the way you whimper underneath him, it’s reassuring to his ego, and stimulating his carnal instinct to feel you coming around him, because if he’s being honest, that’s one of the best feelings in the world to him. “yeah, you are my—good girl, fuck,” he can barely hold back from how you tighten around him when he says it, “you’re always daddy’s good girl, yeah?” he knows you love to hear him talk, really sometimes it can be the silliest thing because he loves that you…

- are fascinated by the things that naturally make chan—well, chan. after being in such close proximity to him for so long, the novelty of his accent wears off to the average human, but every now and again he’ll say something that is just so…foreign that you’ll point it out, mock it, and giggle and find such joy and entertainment in just the pronunciation of a word or an unfamiliar figure of speech. “i dunno, i like the way the accent feels in my mouth when i try to do it. it feels like there’s something in the back of my throat,” you’ll say another word that sounds so vastly different in his dialect, like ‘traffic’, or ‘egg’, and you’ll butcher it so bad, and end up sounding like the australian equivalent of a redneck, and he’ll always laugh, rhetorically asking “what??” and you’ll spit it back out at him again, in an embarrassingly american way and it reminds him just how different you two are, but just how special he is, and always has been. “i have no idea, honest to god, you could read me the dictionary and i’d fall asleep,” you’d say, when he asks just what is it about his accent that you find so attractive. “-wet, i’d fall asleep wet, for sure, but i’d at least fall asleep. can you imagine? i mean think about it, you’re turning me on to the sound of the definition of ‘compass’” there you go with your blunt, transparent and honest humor again, bringing him to laughter at how ridiculous you can be sometimes.

but he loves it 🖤

#this was very self indulgent #which is why i posted it on my side blog #but I needed the comfort #stray kids #skz #bangchan imagines #bangchan #bangchan headcanons #Christopher bang #stray kids imagines #stray kids hc’s #stray kids head cannons #bangchan headcannons #stray kids x you #bangchan x you #bangchan smut #jinx hcs

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milkteabinniechan · 5 months

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Don't mind me I'm just having Chan brainrot and thinking about how he'd be the most romantic during the holiday season.

The cutest things like buying you a cheesey Christmas sweater because it made you both laugh so hard.

Nuzzling into your (his) sweatshirt when you watch holiday movies together.

Making you hot chocolate and humming Christmas carols while he cooks.

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straykidsreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Post Date: 20th October 2022 Content: Smut Word Count: 869 TW?: Breeding/ Creampie/ Penetration/ Dry humping ~

Kinktober Masterlist Prompt List If you like my stuff and wanna tip, just buy me a coffee!

The movie was so boring, that you were ready to gauge your eyes out. Of course, you were the one to pick it but sincerely regretted it once you got into it. It was now the case of trying to find something to distract yourself, to entertain yourself. Once your eyes lay on your boyfriend, thoughts ran through your head.

“I’m bored,” you exclaim, a smirk growing on your face as he rolls his eyes at you, shaking his head.

Hating his lack of reaction, you throw your head back onto the couch, eyes glued to his jawline, following up to his lips that you loved so much, licking your own at the sight of him wetting his, with that tongue that does so much to you.

The only way that you were going to get his attention was by throwing yourself onto him, straddling him as you blocked his full view of the TV and your fingers circled the back of his neck.

“What are you-” he scolds but gets interrupted by your lips grazing against his, licking them seductively before pressing yours against his harshly and your fingers make their way up into his hair, lightly pulling at the strands.

He didn’t have a clue where this was going but how could he complain? How could he protest when the tent in his trousers prove that he was probably enjoying this a little too much for someone who wanted to watch that boring movie?

Humming into the kiss, he hoists you up to place you over his erection, as it pressed hard against your core, making you wet just from the contact of it against you.

It was too hard to resist rolling your hips on it, grinding to give you both pleasurable feelings that surge through your body. “Are you really going to do that?” Hyunjin whispers, smiling ear-to-ear when a whimper falls from your lips.

“How about you take your clothes off and ride this cock like a good girl?” he teases, his whisper in your ear makes your core clutch around nothing as you waste no time in doing as he says.

The minute you lined his tip up with your core, it slid in so perfectly with your soaking core letting it enter with ease. It was gentle at first, with you taking control as you slowly lifted yourself up and dropped yourself down into his cock, feeling it so deep inside of you.

Though Hyunjin groans at the feeling, he couldn’t help but grab tightly on your hips, slamming himself into you which makes you weak at the knees. Your mouth and eyes shoot wide open as you let out a loud scream every time his hips slapped against your inner thighs and core, getting so deep in you that you genuinely thought you could feel him in your guts.

“Shit-” you cry, fingers tangled in his hair as you pull hard on it, head rested against him as he uses all of his power to make you crumble with each powerful thrust that he forces into you.

“Look at you crying over my cock,” he mocks, biting down on your shoulder that makes you yelp, it wasn’t too painful but it definitely added something different to it all.

The way his tip smashed against the top of your walls, constantly hitting against your g-spot every time he slammed back into you made you whimper as you’ve never done before as the feeling becomes overwhelming. “Shit- I’m gonna-” you cry out, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as you breathed heavily onto it.

“That’s good baby, cum all over this cock like the pathetic little cock hungry slut you are,” Hyunjin hisses, his thrusts slowly becoming jagged as he realises there was no way he was going to pull out, “Let me fill you up with my babies”.

Hearing him talking about how he wants you to have his kids as he pounds your cunt as his life depends on it made you go over the edge completely and your orgasm hits you so hard that your mind goes completely blank as you scream his name into his neck.

“Daddy-” you cry out as your orgasm washes over you, your legs shaking as you try to get up off his cock as it made you extra sensitive, “Stay there, you’re gonna have my babies”.

Sucking on his neck to get some form of comfort to come down from your high, Hyunjin paints your walls white with his hot liquid, holding you in place down on his cock, balls deep in you as your breathing is hitched, trying to match his breathing pattern.

The way his cock twitched inside of you as he makes sure that not even a drop could spill out of you made you whimper, the pressure that you were feeling felt like it was never going to end.

“That’s a good girl, it’s okay,” he reassures, kissing your cheek as he caressed your side, turning around to carefully place you down on the couch and only then would he pull out of you, making you gasp, already missing the feeling of him being inside of you.

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poeticgyu · 1 year

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heyy can you do a "dom, sub, switch" of stray kids members?

SKZ TO BE A DOM, SUB OR SWITCH.

n/a: of course you can, dear! thanks for your attention and request! 🥺 i hope you enjoy too and feel free to ask again! 💚 THANKS 💚

- definitely a dom, has a grand taste for control and always wants to be the boss in the bedroom: minho, bangchan, changbin, jeongin.

- likes to have control, but doesn't mind being controlled either. have the instinct to adapt to the situation and your partner without giving up your own pleasure: felix, seungmin.

- definitely sub, has greater taste for being controlled and guided in bed. likes the feeling of being submissive and obeying your partner: hyunjin (bratty side), jisung.

🫶🏻 requests open!

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fics-lovebot · 6 months

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💕Welcome to my blog!

I´m Lía, a fic obsessed latina in her 20s who only reads kpop and anime fics in english, and also a med student or whatever

the purpose of this blog is to organize every fic i´ve ever liked, but only keep the ones that i would read again based on the format, the writing style and the plot, and ofc share them in case you want to read them too

here´s the masterlist

disclaimer: it´s my personal preference so you´ll only find things that I LIKE enough to read several times

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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Kinkmas - Day 1: Cum Play W/ Felix

Post Date: 1st December 2022 Content: Smut - Stray Kids Felix x Reader WC: 1K TW?: Cum Play/ Kitchen Sex/ Oral (Giving)/ Masterbation/ Cum Eating Summary: Who doesn’t love a little treat on their first day of advent. You certainly do when Felix treats you early.

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“First day of advent, sweetheart,” Felix cheers, rushing to the kitchen, handing you your chocolate advent calendar as he rips open the 1st door to his own, not really caring the state his calendar would end up like. He just wants his little chocolate each day.

After devouring that small piece of chocolate almost without even chewing it first, his eyes lay on your carefully opening your door, taking the chocolate out and placing it against your lips.

Slowly, you nibble at the chocolate, wondering why your boyfriend was looking at you weirdly as you did so.

“What?” you ask briefly, making eye contact with him once he stops trying to eat the chocolate with you.

With a frantic shake of his head, he puts his hands up, “Nothing, just wondering how you just don’t chuck it in your mouth and boom, gone,” he giggles.

You shrug at his answer, and in the meantime, the chocolate between your fingers starts to melt at the heat of your body, doing as he thought you would and just devouring it.

However, something clicks in him when you lick the melted chocolate off of your fingers. It shouldn’t have been seductive in any way at all, but his eyes and mouth widen, watching you lick and suck it off like it was no issue. Now he was wondering, “What if that was my cum?”.

“Behave, Felix, shouldn’t be thinking about that”, he adds in his mind, shaking his head at the thought, realising that you’ve just witnessed him doing so, rushing to cover the bulge in his joggers with something so it wasn’t obvious.

As much as he tried, he was caught out, of course, you had to glance down and notice it before the evidence was hidden away.

“What did I do now?” you ask with a small laugh, winking at him which just added to his sexual frustration, “Need a little help there?”.

How could he say no to that offer? He should do, and let it slide but he was slowly becoming desperate to decorate your face with his cum. It was like his mouth gave him no chance to speak before letting the words, “Yes please,” fall from his lips.

Without hesitation, you drop to your knees in front of him, and of course, you weren’t going to move it anywhere to waste any time that you could be helping him out with his situation.

Rushing to get his jeans and belt undone, you gently swat his hands away, giving him a helping hand whilst making deep eye contact with him as a shit-eating grin appears on your face.

You’ve barely touched him and his heart was pounding out of his chest, his fingers getting tangled in your hair as he awaits for your mouth to be tied around his sensitive and throbbing tip.

Once released from the confinement of the boxers, his cock springs free and you take hold of it, amused by the unintentional twitch that it does before licking up his shaft and making him shiver at the feeling.

Whilst you toy with him like this, covering his shaft with your saliva, you never look away from his screwing face, a small and deep moan rolling off his tongue and out of his lips.

Before you could continue to tease him, he thrusts himself into your mouth and his tip hits the back of your throat, making you gag a little before you get the hint, sucking him hard as his mind turns to mush at the feeling.

“Fuck... princess... you’re so good at this...” Felix mumbles through his whimpers, fingers still tied in your hair as he guides you to a speed that drives him over the edge.

Humming on his dick as a happy response, you watch as he admires your pretty little mouth around him, your saliva making his shaft shine in the light and oh by god, does he love it when you twirl your tongue around him? Using that wet and warm muscle to your advantage.

It must’ve been the thought of you on his cock and covering your face with his warm juices turning into a reality that brings him so close to the edge and you’ve only been at it for a short while.

Or it could be that and the way you use your mouth for him combined together that sends him reeling for it.

Either way, once your head starts to bob frantically on his cock, moaning on it as you really get into it, he pulls you off by pulling your hair back, jerking your head with it so he could have his cock in his hand, pumping as his life depended on it.

“Stay still,” Felix growls, still with his fingers in your hair as he moans from the sensation of smothering your saliva over his cock as the perfect substitute to lube.

Doing as he says, you kneel there in front of him, looking up as you subconsciously stick your tongue out, expecting for him to release on your tongue.

“Shit...” he hisses as warm strings of his cum drop onto your face, partially on your tongue and mostly on your cheeks and chin, loving the sight of your painted face.

Felix takes a huge gasp as the last of his cum drops onto the tip of your tongue, watching you carefully as you swallow what dropped into your mouth.

His hand moves to cup your cheek, caressing it as he smears cum over it, dragging it over to your mouth as you gladly lick it without question. Using your finger, you swipe your cheek to lick the cum off your finger, doing it very slowly and so seductively that made Felix’s mind race, and his cock hard once again at the sight.

Not being afraid to taste himself on your tongue, he kneels down to press his lips against yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth as a slight heated makeout session starts.

“You’re so pretty,” he scoffs, watching your eyes follow him as you continue to clean up the rest of the cum off your face with your fingers, licking them as you did before with a smirk across your face.

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becomingmina · 3 months

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Hi everyone, the user below has copied the first part of my “My Good Girl” fic and has BLOCKED ME.

There is far too much similarities for it not to be a COPY.

It is not copied word by word but it is clear that this user has changed some words to make it look different and hope they can get away with it. The dialogues & the storyline are pretty much the same.

Links here:

MINE - Orginial work, written by me @becomingmina

THEIRS - Copied and stolen. Uploaded by user @iluvhwanwoong

As much as I hate to do this, may you please report their fic. It’s very upsetting to have my work copied like this. And for the user to block me aswell, they know what they are doing!!!

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Thanks to the lovely 💓 @straykeedz 💓 for bringing this to my attention. We need more people like you.

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bangchansbackohmygod · 2 years

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Imagine corruption kink Felix, like seriously imagine how big he’d smile when he realizes he’s your first boyfriend. When you get embarrassed and try to change the subject he quickly cups your face and nuzzles his nose against yours, a light chuckle on his lips as he assures you it’s cute and he’s glad he’s your first love. But it’s way deeper than you think. He’s not just happy, he’s pleased on an instinctual, animalistic level. The first time he kisses you is when you two are playing videogames on his couch. You win and he starts tickling you, leading to his form hovering over yours as both of you realize your position and freeze. Your eyes lock and he can hear a slight *gulp* from you as your eyes flutter shut. His do the same as he leans forward....but then he stops. His eyes open once more, hooded, an inch from your lips as he drinks in the sight of you. Your eyes still closed, your mouth gently opened as a shaky breath escapes, your cute little fists clutching at the front of his shirt, and...are you trembling a bit? He almost can’t take it, you’re so vulnerable in front of him, you’re putting all of your trust in him as you wait for him because that’s all you can do. You need him, you need him to take the lead, because you’re so innocent and pure that you’ve never even pressed your lips against someone else’s. He’s your first kiss. Or rather...your first kiss is his. It’s only a momentary reflection, but it feels as if he spends his own private eternity in that second, bathing in the perfection of your love for him. As he shuts his eyes and closes the distance, the smile that turns up at the corner of his lips is soft but just a touch wicked.

Request if you’d like a part 2~

(and by part 2 I mean smut oops shhhh)