#xiaojun x fem!reader

[planetkiimchi]

celebrating lunar new year | x.dj

chinese title: 过年 (guò nián). read the chinese version here!

featuring: childhood friend!xiaojun x hendery’s younger sister!reader (all dialogue is in cantonese)

summary — xiao dejun completely lost contact with you, his first love, when he moved to korea to become a trainee. this year, he's back in china to receive an award, and he sends a red packet to you with your brother as a messenger, with a note inside telling you where to meet him. when you see him again, you realise nothing and everything has changed, all at once.

word count: 1556 words

author's note: happy lunar new year! this is my first time writing a piece in chinese (the piece was originally written in chinese and then translated to english), so if there are any weird grammar quirks please forgive me 🙏 wishing you good health and smooth sailing ahead! 🧧

note 2: also this was based off the tencent entertainment awards but i realised uhh hendery wasn’t there ?? it was winwin all along ?? anyway no way im changing this after writing it so pretend hendery was there instead of ww

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The door creaks open, and you hear someone carefully locking it, and the sound of shoes shuffling on the floor. It's already midnight, how could there be guests coming over? you wonder. You get out of your bedroom, and see that the "guest" is, as a matter of fact, your beloved brother.

"You're finally home!" you cry out, collapsing into your older brother's arms in unspeakable happiness. Hendery has left China to be an idol for more than eight years now, and besides Lunar New Year, he's usually too busy with work to come home to visit. Due to the COVID-19 pandemic, the last time he came back to China was three years ago.

He rubs your back comfortingly, ruffling your hair. "Bet you weren't expecting me, huh?"

You nod. "Did you tell Ba and Ma that you were coming home? If they had known, they definitely would have insisted on fetching you from the airport."

Hendery smiles softly. "Yeah, I knew they'd do that, so I didn't tell them. I was planning to give them a surprise this time."

Watching his familiar expression, you find that you've missed your brother. You've missed his mischievous, laugh-inducing antics, and the times when he's nicer to you as well. You really wish he could stay a little longer.

"Actually..." Hendery hesitates for a bit, and you feel your heart plummet from the top floor of the building as you watch him anxiously. What on earth could have made him come home so suddenly, at such a late hour?

"Actually, I have to leave again quite early tomorrow morning. There's no way I can come with you to visit our relatives. I've been very busy with work lately, and this time, I'm in China to receive an award, not for a holiday. Tell Ba and Ma 'Happy New Year' for me, okay?"

You can't hide your disappointment, and a few tears silently roll down your cheeks.

"Okay," you say, nodding your head determinedly. Hendery has come home, this in itself is a good thing, you tell yourself. Don't cry!

Hendery hugs you tightly. "I'll sleep in the living room tonight. If you don't see me in the morning, you'll know I've left for work."

"Then... when will you come back again?"

"I don't know yet. But I promise I'll come back to visit you as soon as possible, alright?"

You raise your pinky finger. "Promise?"

He nods assuredly, hooking his pinky with yours. "Promise."

—

The next day, you wake up early on purpose. At 3.30 am in the morning, you blink the sleep away from your eyes, slowly sitting up in your bed. Your bedroom is as dark as ink, without a single sliver of light. You hear a sound coming from outside your door, informing you that your brother has just awoken as well. You quickly get dressed, getting out of your room.

Hendery doesn't dare to use the flashlight on his phone to shine light on his luggage as he rummages through it, clearly looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" you ask curiously.

"My toothbrush, of course! What else could I be looking for?"

You sigh in exasperation. "Men." You kneel down next to him, turning his shoulders towards the toilet as you suggest that he goes to change first. At the same time, you'll help him look for his toothbrush, and he can just use the toothpaste you have in your house.

"Sure." With this singular syllable, Hendery takes his clothes to the toilet to get changed.

You roll your eyes, and easily find Hendery’s toothbrush in his luggage. After he’s brushed his teeth, he runs his hand through his hair, smoothing it down. He’s packed his things and is ready to go when his eyes widen, having just remembered something.

“Oh, right, Dejun said to give you this.” Hendery hands you a red packet. “I told him not to, but he insisted, so I have no choice but to give you one as well.” He places yet another red packet on your palm.

“Okay. Please thank him for me.”

“Then… Wishing you good health and success. Take care of yourself, you hear me?”

“You too,” you tell him. It’s always been Hendery that doesn’t sleep enough, yet he’s always the one reminding you to take care of yourself whenever he sees you. Hendery doesn’t know how to take care of himself, but he cares for everyone else without fail.

Once he’s left, you impatiently open the red packet. But what interests you isn’t the sum of money inside it, rather, it’s the note that’s left inside the red packet. Seeing the neat, even script, you immediately recognise it as Dejun’s handwriting. Your name is written on one side of the paper, and there’s writing on the other side.

I’m finally back in China. Missed me? Hendery said he’d give this red packet to you, so I believe today should be the day we’re receiving a prize. I’d like to invite you to come. The address is written below. If anyone asks, probably my manager, tell him I was the one that invited you. See you soon!

You hesitate for a second, but the decision isn’t hard to make. There can’t be any unimaginable consequences, anyway, right?

—

You’ve never known what regret is. Your entire life is built upon decisions you’ve made by yourself, and your brother has always told you not to regret your choices. If you regret something that you’ve done before, then you shouldn’t have done it in the first place. You’ve lived by these words ever since he first said them to you.

But when you see Dejun again after all those years, you think you finally know what the word “regret” entails.

He’s taller than you, and he’s grown more muscular as well. Despite this, his resplendent smile and mellifluous voice hasn’t changed at all. Your name falls from his lips, full of questions, fear buried in the dulcet tones of his voice.

You freeze, staring at him blankly. When you’ve recovered, you smile tentatively, trying to dissipate the tension in the air. “Dejun-kor.”

“Happy New Year,” he offers.

“You too.”

“Long time no see, you’ve changed plenty.”

“Long time no see. You… haven’t changed one bit.” His cheeks flush at your words, eyes lighting up, and he takes two large steps towards you, enveloping you in a warm embrace.

Suddenly, you see Hendery’s silhouette. You push Dejun away, as if scalded by his touch.

“Little fool! What are you doing here?” You cast a frantic glance at Dejun, mouth opening and closing like a fish in water, but no sound escapes your lips. How should you explain this? 

“I asked her to come.” Dejun’s words turn Hendery’s attention from you to himself, and Hendery’s gaze turns from amused to stormy.

He roughly grabs Dejun by the collar. Dejun flails in his grasp, fighting to pry himself from Hendery’s strong grasp. “What are you doing? It’s not like that! I just invited to come watch our awards ceremony. I didn’t do anything to her!”

Hendery’s expression remains upset, steam billowing from his ears, but he lets go of Dejun. He doesn’t even look at you when he asks, “Is he telling the truth?”

“Yes. You shouldn’t make a racket here, there’re too many people around. Why don’t you talk it out without fighting?” You try to suggest.

Hendery takes a deep, long breath. He glares at Dejun, spitting out the words, “Fine. Go on, what were you trying to do?”

“I just wanted to see her again. She may be your sister, but she was—is—also my friend. Since none of us is spending the new year with our family, I wanted to at least spend it with someone aside from just ourselves. Is there anything wrong with me inviting her to come watch us?”

Hendery may be rash and hot-tempered, but he’s not unreasonable. He knows that what Dejun is saying makes sense, so he says nothing, storming off unhappily. Dejun turns towards you with a sheepish look on his face, about to apologise, when you cut him off.

You pat his shoulder comfortingly, saying, “It’s not your fault. Hendery’s just like that.” Before he can respond, you catch sight of Kun’s outstretched hand, and take it, introducing yourself.

“Sorry, we have to rush off. It’s almost our turn to go onstage. See you later!” He says, and you wave at their disappearing backs.

—

When you woke up that morning, you never would have thought that today would go the way that it went. You were so grateful that you were able to meet Xiaojun and Kun, not to mention being able to have a reunion dinner with them. Sitting in front of that table, watching them crack unintentional jokes as they happily ate their food, you found that you enjoyed it very much.

Kun was the first to stand and say goodbye to you, followed by your brother. Dejun was last, holding you close to him as he whispered in your ear. “When I saw that you had come, I felt indescribably happy. If there’s ever a chance, I’d really like to spend another Lunar New Year with you.”

His words rendered you speechless, unable to do anything but tightly hug him, whispering “thank you” over and over again.

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[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

Kinktober Day 28

Pygophilia: the sexual attraction to a human's buttocks.

Pairing: Xiao Dejun | Xiaojun x reader

AU/Genre: smut, established relationship, bottom!dejun (?)

Word Count: 1440 words

Warnings: oral and rimming (m receiving), fingering (m receiving), spit as lube, praise, prostate massage?, cumming untouched?

Taglist: @matchahyuck @seraphinealana @ker00 @allaboutthedongs @baehaechannie @iwannabreathetosetmefree @positionslab @jjenodream @kundann

You've known Dejun for quite some time now, he's been in your friend group since forever, and now you've been dating for almost a year. The relationship goes pretty well, there's nothing much to complain about besides the usual stuff, like him taking his socks off first thing when he comes home and leaving them there. But you don't actually care about that. The whole relationship is pretty conventional.

What you'd not consider conventional is your almost obsessive attraction to one part of his body. There is just something about his ass that sets a fire inside of you. It doesn't even need to be in a sexual way, you just need to touch it. Anywhere, anytime.

Dejun's not bothered by your obsession with his butt, though he finds it kind of funny. You don't think it's funny. You just wish there'd be something that could scratch that itch when it comes to touching his bottom. Of course, it's amazing, it's plush and beautiful every time you get your hands on him, squeezing the flesh between your fingers. It's so satisfying, but I can't ever still your entire thirst.

One time, you're laying in bed together, one thing led to another, and after a heavy make-out session, you find your place in between his spread thighs, licking stripes along and stroking his cock. Dejun whimpers, bucking his hips to gain more friction that you don't give him. Instead, you completely let go of his cock and lick around his balls instead. You know he's sensitive there, and you just love the high-pitched whines that erupt from his throat.

Your hands wander over the expanse of his strong thighs that are so soft to the touch, stroking him up and down while circling your tongue around his balls. Pulling him closer to you, you lift his legs so they're angled, and you suddenly realize that this gives you the perfect opportunity to fondle his ass.

Dejun laughs weakly at this, but then you move your tongue a little too low, licking a fat stripe over his perineum. Dejun's chuckle dies in his throat, immediately replaced with a throaty whine. Of course, your eyebrows perk up at this, immediately creating eye contact with the due to lust lidded eyes of your boyfriend. He doesn't make any attempt to stop you, so you do it again. And again. And again. And every time, he reacts just the same, as if it's the best feeling in the world.

Testing the waters, you move even lower, then decide to lick over his hole. At this, Dejun suddenly sits up, eyes wide as he looks at you still between his thighs, and he's panting heavily.

"Bad?"

"No. Really, really fucking good," he breathes out, and you press your hand to his chest to push him back onto his back to go back to business.

After some time of you testing everything out, getting his asshole all wet and him all needy and whiney, you wonder if he'd let you go a little further. Carefully, without removing your tongue, you circle your finger around his rim. Too lost in pleasure, Dejun doesn't even open his eyes, but continues to bless your ears with his gentle noises of lust.

You circle your finger around his hole until you're satisfied, then gently push against the ring muscle. It slips in easily, and you're glad you cut your nails just the other night, and Dejun groans so heavenly at the feeling of being filled that you believe you've wetted through your panties and onto the sheets with how hot he looks, sounds and feels.

"Feel good, yeah?" Your voice is gentle, you feel like if you speak too loudly or harshly, you'd scare him away and he wouldn't let you near his ass ever again. But he groans in response, nodding quickly while biting onto his lower lip. His hips are circling into the mattress, trying to gain 1) some friction on his cock and 2) more friction in his ass.

Carefully, you ease your finger deeper inside, carefully watching Dejun's face for any traces of hurt or discomfort, but you find none. He seems to be as much into this as you are.

"Baby," you whisper, delivering another kiss to his thigh before you climb up his body, your finger never leaving his hole. "You're doing so well. Would you be so good and turn around for me?"

Hazily, Dejun nods, presses a chaste kiss to your lips while you remove your finger from him. Soon, he presents himself to you, ass in the air in perfect view for you.

"Fucking hell, you're so fucking hot, Junnie," you sigh before diving back in. You don't know what it is exactly, but the scent and taste of him is just so incredibly arousing that you can't seem to stop. His whines and moans only spur you on further to spit on his hole and plunge your finger back in.

With the position he's in now, you can appreciate his ass even more. While one of your hands is busy fingering him, gradually slipping in deeper to force those pretty sounds out of him, your other hand is kneading at his cheeks. Without hesitation, you'd consider this the best moment of your entire life.

"More, deeper," Dejun whines, and it goes straight to your core. Who are you to deny him such a request? Using a little more spit, you push deeper until your whole digit is sat inside him. Dejun pushes his hips back in an attempt to gain even more friction, so you decide to feel his insides up and down a little.

You move your finger around, then decide: why not add another? So you do, spitting on his hole once more before slowly pushing another finger inside. Dejun grabs onto the sheets, his whines now muffled cue to the fact that he's buried his face in the pillows, hips pushing back against your hand.

"So good for me, my pretty boy," you tell him, noticing how his tensed shoulders relax a little at your words, "you're taking my fingers so well. God you look so hot like this, you have such a pretty ass, baby."

"Please," Dejun whimpers, and you understand what he wants. Your second finger is now pushed in to the max as well, allowing you to carefully move them around again. Carefully, you press upwards, massaging his walls from the inside, then flick your wrist a little before turning your hand around completely.

Gently, you press down, and that's when Dejun let's out the loudest moan of the night. You assume you must've found his prostate.

"So sensitive, baby, does it feel that good?"

"Yes," Dejun turns his head to the side, and you notice that he's been drooling. God, what did you do to deserve a boyfriend this hot?

"Want me to keep going?"

"Please."

You do not have to be told twice, fingers teasing around the area before you push down on the same spot again. Dejun flinches, eyes rolling back as a loud moan tumbles out of him. "More, please, keep going."

Of course, you do. After a few more experimental flicks of your wrist, you finally find a rhythm that works for both your wrist and Dejun. He's whimpering, moaning loudly, and rolling his hips deeper into your touch. Your other hand still feels up his ass, but occasionally strokes over his back and thighs in an attempt to calm him. The situation and the new sensation must be overwhelming for him.

"Do you think you can cum like this-"

"Yes, fuck, yes, keep going, ohmygod-"

With a smile, you keep your motion, though increase the pace a little and pushing down a little harder each time. Dejun is incoherently babbling and you swear that you could cum from the sight alone.

Not long after, Dejun's moans have turned much higher pitched, and he's asking you to, whatever you do, just not stop.

"Yes- r-right there, 'm c-" Dejun tenses visibly, back straightening as he groans out deeply, and you can feel him clenching around your fingers as he cums. You stroke him through it, telling him what a good boy he is for you until he calm down.

"I'll be right back," you say, running to the bathroom to wash your hands and get something to clean him up with. Once you return, he's sitting there, on his knees, eyes still hazy.

"Thank you," he says once you're in reach, and he pulls you closer to kiss you, "now let me make you feel good too."

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[mrkis]

cherry red. (x.dj)

PAIRING: xiaojun x fem!reader GENRE: smut WORD COUNT: 707

SYNOPSIS: you didn't expect to see one of your favourite colours between your legs.

CONTENT WARNINGS: established relationship, oral (receiving), mentions of hair pulling, praising, 'princess', 'good girl' and 'pretty girl' is used,

AUTHORS NOTE: for @thetypingpup. not a long fic, but its something... attack me with mark and i attack right back (with love) <3

Sharing in conversation with Xiaojun about how you adore the colour cherry red wasn’t supposed to go any further than that; just a simple conversation. 

The deep and intense hue of cherry red easily captures your attention, standing out among the other colours that are present. Sometimes, you can associate it with love, evoking feelings of passion and romance. Other times, it embodies desire and lust, igniting a sense of intensity and yearning.

When mentioning this, you didn’t expect anything to come out of it, and you didn’t pay too much attention to the way Xiaojun’s eyebrows raise as he absorbs your words, a look of curiosity and wonder displayed across his features, deep in thought as you continue talking about other topics. 

But, here you are, a day or two later, finding yourself lying across your shared bed with your legs spread, Xiaojun’s hands keeping you still as his head of newly dyed cherry red hair is between your legs, tongue slurping at your arousal that seeps into the sheets below. 

“Tastes so sweet,” He practically purrs, pressing a quick kiss to your clit in adoration. “Always tastes so sweet for me, don’t you?”

His gaze shifts up, eyes locking with yours, hair tickling the insides of your thighs and he lips curl into a grin, watching as your body reacts to his touch and how he relaxes into yours when your fingers thread through his hair to tug at the roots, the vibrations of his moan sends a shrill up your spine.

“Please,” Your voice, barely a whisper, speaks out. 

“What are you begging for?” Xiaojun asks you as he presses his mouth to your skin, leaving gentle kisses in his path. “I’m giving you everything you want. I always do.”

You don’t exactly know what you’re begging for, but you can’t seem to stop, the words tumbling from your lips like a broken record and he chuckles, leaving one last kiss to your thigh before he licks between your puffy folds and presses his mouth back to where you need him most, hands sliding around your legs to put his fingers to use, spreading your folds wider apart to swirl his tongue around your entrance.

You wail, clenching around nothing, hands gripping his hair tighter as you grind your hips against his face for more and he gives in, pushing two of his fingers inside and massaging the warmth of your walls as his tongue keeps up the pace, sucking and slurping to feel your legs tremble around his head.

“Look so pretty from down here, princess. So pretty, aren’t you?” He compliments and you hum, but the non-verbal response isn’t enough to please him and you gasp loudly, head thrown back against the pillows as his fingers press down on a particular part inside and how his mouth sucks a little harder at your clit. “Say it, pretty girl. Tell me how pretty you are from this angle.”

“I’m pretty.” You’re quick to agree.

“How pretty?”

“So pretty,” The whine at the end of your voice is what pleases Xiaojun and he smiles, beginning to pump his fingers at a speed that has your toes curling and grip on his hair tighten, back arched and skin sweaty as his mouth resumes in licking and sucking at the spots that sends you teetering over the edge of your orgasm.

Xiaojun knows well when you’re close, knowing your body like the back of his hand. He’s studied the ins and outs of you, maybe he even knows you better than you know yourself which is why he continues his movements, keeping the pace the way it is, adding a few extra flicks of his tongue over your clit to hear those sounds that makes him feel proud.

Unable to hide the smirk on his face, he watches as your body seizes up as you cum, squeezing around his fingers and sucking him in so tightly as your hips buck, airy gasp and whines leaving your lips as bliss hits, fucking yourself on his fingers despite him already helping you ride it out.

“That’s it,” He praises so endearingly, kissing your puffy folds as if he would your lips. “Let it go, princess. Good job. Good girl.”

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#love you ellie <3 #nct smut #wayv smut #xiaojun smut

[rockstarhaechan]

Can we have a little when he realized he loved you but with Yangyang or maybe Xiaojun? Please? 🫣

when he realized he loved you | xiaojun

pairing: bsf!xiaojun x bsf!fem reader

note: finally found time after completing a lot of uni work and writing a whole essay so this is pretty short…. :,)

xiaojun and you had been best friends for a long time, you two went to the same elementary school so you basically known each other for your whole life. when he moved to korea you moved with him cause you couldn’t survive a week without your best friend.

another two years later, you two have gotten even closer. xiaojun basically is like your everything and you’ve gotten a huge crush on him, but he doesn’t know. you could never tell him cause you’re scared of rejection so you kept it to yourself the whole time.

he helped you moving into an apartment closer to him, he also set up all your furniture. kissing your head from time to time, reinsuring you that he’s always there for you. when you called him in the middle of the night and he wasn’t picking up all you could think about was running to his dorm.

running in the pouring rain getting completely soaked but reaching the dorm in a short amount of time, ringing the doorbell aggressively. xiaojun opened the door looking at you from top to bottom quickly pulling you in.

“doll what happened i tried calling you back, it’s 2am” he sounded worried seeing you all wet inside his dorm as he rushed with you into the bathroom. turning on the shower and grabbing a few towels and clothes for you. as you finished getting dressed he was waiting in his room with a blow dryer and a hot chocolate.

“im gonna blow dry your hair and then we’re going back to sleep, can’t get you to get sick” he was softly smiling at you while patting your head carefully. as he dried your hair you felt started to feel sleepy, his comfort is giving you safety and makes you feel like home wherever you’re at.

cuddled up to you, caressing your cheeks as you fell asleep slowly in xiaojun’s arms. he had the time to think and rewind all the years with you, how close the two of you gotten over the time and that he doesn’t want to be your best friend anymore. he wanted to be more.

wanted to be your best friend, your lover, your shoulder to cry on, the person you rely on the most, your boyfriend and maybe your husband later on. xiaojun loved you and he never realized it before until now, even tho you guys had this situation a lot that you fell asleep in his arms or went to his dorm in the middle of the night whenever you couldn’t sleep or had a nightmare.

he was always there for you and he wanted to be there for you even more than he was now.

it was just the moment when he realized he was in love with you.

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[starlitmark]

Summary: Xiaojun really wants to watch you get fucked by your best friend. Pairing: Xiaojun x fem!reader x Hendery Tropes: established relationship au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language Smut Warnings: light bondage with a belt, cuckholding, brief manhandling, fingering, dirty talk, protected sex, hair pulling, untouched male orgasm Word Count: 1,597 Host Tags: @sanjoongie @thelargefrye Before You Interact February Filth Masterlist

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“You’re sure you want this, Junnie?” You ask for the millionth time.

Xiaojun nods, “I want this. I know you and Hendery both do, too.” 

You nod and kiss your husband deeply, “I love you.”

“I love you too, beautiful.” He smiles into the kiss.

When you mentioned finding your husband’s best friend hot offhandedly, you wanted nothing more than to let the ground swallow you. Then Xiaojun said he also found his friend attractive. That was a curve ball you hadn’t expected. What you couldn’t have anticipated was the suggestion that he came up with a moment later. Not only did your husband say he also found his friend hot, he also said he’d love to see his friend fuck you stupid. Your sex life with Xiaojun is more than enough. Still, the idea of being fucked by Hendery was appealing. 

You and Xiaojun had a long talk about the logistics of it all before formally asking your friend to join you in the bedroom. When Xiaojun asked his best friend if he found you attractive, the other man looked like a deer caught in headlights. A light laugh escaping your lips seemed to ease the atmosphere. Hendery carefully nodded and said he found both of you attractive. Not only that, he also admitted that you were any bisexual person’s wet dream together. 

Presently, you’re wrapped up in a silk robe that barely stops at your mid-thigh. Xiaojun is more dressed than you, not dressed up, but more covered. When a knock sounds on your front door, you watch how a sparkle shines in Xiaojun’s eyes. He’s just as excited to be nothing but a voyeur to you and his best friend as you are to fuck him. You remove yourself from your husband’s arms and waltz to the door. Pulling it open, you see Hendery wearing a comfy hoodie and sweatpants on the other side. The outfit mirrors that of your husband’s. 

“Look at you, wrapped up like a pretty present.” Hendery muses.

You look away, slightly flustered by his comment, “Well, I have to look pretty before you fuck me.”

“And we’re all still game for this?” 

The question is directed at your husband. You look back at Xiaojun and see a slight smirk dance across his face. Hendery, knowing his best friend, nods and wastes no time pulling you into a heated kiss. You make a small, surprised noise but quickly kiss him back. Hendery wraps his arms tightly around your waist. He walks forward, making you stumble backward a bit. Your eyes are closed. You don’t know where your husband is in the room, but you’re likely stumbling into the bedroom based on your orientation. The sound of a doorknob turning and the feeling of the back of your legs against your duvet only confirms your theory. You fall back on the mattress, and Hendery’s frame hovers over you as you continue to kiss.

For the first time since Hendery arrived, you get to come up for a proper breath. You watch as Hendery pushes himself off of you and stalks over to where your husband shifts in his spot. His sweatpants do nothing to hide his boner. 

“Can you sit nice and watch me fuck your wife, or do I need to tie you up?”

You hear Xiaojun’s breath falter. 

“I think I’ll need to be tied up.”

“Need to or want to?” The other man chuckles, pushing a finger against the underside of his jaw.

“Want to.” You hear your husband breathe out.

Hendery hums and grabs one of Xiaojun’s belts that was lying out. He guides your husband to strip all of his clothing off his body and kneel on the floor at the foot of your bed. Hendery carefully and safely binds Xiaojun’s wrists together in front of him. After ensuring that the other man isn’t in pain or too tightly bound, your friend returns to you. He grabs you by your waist and manhandles you onto your elbows and knees, your face mere inches from Xiaojun. It takes everything in you not to lean forward and capture your husband’s lips in another kiss. 

“Where do you keep the condoms?”

“Dresser, top drawer.” You state simply.

Your eyes stay trained on Xiaojun’s even as you hear Hendery rooting through the drawer to find condoms. You feel the bed dip behind you, followed by the feeling of Hendery’s fingers running through your soaked folds. You still have your robe around you, but the fact that he can’t even be bothered to remove the one clothing item you have on makes you feel even more used in the best way possible.

Hendery pushes two fingers into you. Your eyebrows furrow together as you let out a moan. You still keep your eyes on Xiaojun as your friend fingers you. Hendery fucks his fingers into you for a bit, making you leak more arousal with each motion. You knew the entire encounter would be hot. Nothing could’ve prepared you for this, though.

“Do you even fuck your wife properly, Junnie?” Hendery questions, “She’s nearly falling apart on just my fingers.”

Xiaojun doesn’t respond. You can’t find it in yourself, either. Dropping your head forward, you let out another string of moans. You push your hips back, chasing the feeling of his long fingers inside you. Just as you feel your orgasm start to build, Hendery pulls his fingers from inside you. The bed shifts behind you, and you can hear the faint sound of fabric falling onto the bed. The telltale sign of foil ripping follows not long after. You gasp, feeling the blunt head of his cock pressing against your entrance. 

“Want me to fuck you?” He breathes out, rubbing his cock head around your entrance.

“‘Dery, please!” You whine, wiggling your hips against him.

Xiaojun lets out a small whimper, making Hendery smirk behind you.

“Your wife wants me to fuck her, ‘Jun.” He reiterates, “Your wife wants to get fucked by another man.”

“She wants it.” Xiaojun confirms, “Give her what she wants.”

Hendery pushes into you. A broken moan escapes your lips. Your head falls forward onto the bed fully. Hendery reaches forward and unties the bow from around your waist. He then lets his hand travel higher and grab a handful of your hair. He pulls your head back, giving Xiaojun the perfect view of your fucked out expression and your tits bouncing as Hendery thrusts into you. 

Your eyes travel down Xiaojun’s body. His cock is painfully hard and leaking. Still, he only watches with lust-fogged eyes as your friend fucks you stupid. A part of you could get used to having Hendery fuck you on the regular, even if you’re married to Xiaojun. Somewhere inside, you feel that Xiaojun and Hendery wouldn’t quite mind that either. 

“You’re so fucking tight around me.” Hendery growls, “Is Junnie even fucking you?”

“‘Dery!” You moan, “Fuck! I’m gonna–”

“Already?”

You do your best to nod with his hold on your hair, “Wanna cum!”

Hendery chuckles, releasing your hair, “Your poor husband looks so desperate in front of us.” He notes, “Why don’t you go on and kiss him?”

Xiaojun’s eyes sparkly at the notion of finally getting some sort of attention. You crane your neck forward, a moan escaping as Hendery pushes a punctuated thrust into you. Xiaojun leans up to meet your lips. The moment you feel his plush, soft lips against yours, your orgasm hits you. Your pussy convulses around Hendery’s cock. Xiaojun quickly and easily swallows your moans. While Xiaojun isn’t getting any physical stimulation on his cock, he moans back into the kiss. Hendery is spewing filthy words into the room as he continues to thrust into you at a brutal pace. Xiaojun lets out a particularly loud, broken moan. You pull your lips from him for a moment to see that he came completely untouched. His cum paints his belly and wrists. The leather of the belt has cum on it too. The sight of Xiaojun riding out an orgasm without being touched almost sends you into a second orgasm.

Just as you’re about to dive into another kiss with your husband, Hendery retakes a handful of your hair and drags your body up against his. He turns your head towards his and captures your lips in a kiss. Your robe is completely open, and now Xiaojun has a relatively close view of how Hendery’s cock thrusts into you. Overstimulation starts to nip at you in a slightly painful way. You whimper into the kiss with Hendery, lightly biting his lip. Then, you feel Hendery still inside you. A low groan comes from his lips as he fills the condom. 

He releases your body, and you nearly collapse against your bed. Weakly, you reach forward and undo the belt around Xiaojun’s wrists. Hendery busies himself with knotting off and throwing away the condom before returning to help you out of your robe fully. You’re enthralled in a deep kiss with your husband as Hendery removes the silk from your body. You hardly notice the slight throbbing in your pussy as Xiaojun starts to climb up the bed and on top of you. He still has his cum on his lower belly as he presses his body to yours, but you couldn't care less about the sensation right now.

“You have another round in you, my love?” He mumbles against your lips, “I need to show our guest here that I know damn well how to take care of my wife in bed.”

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[acescavern]

GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER

GAME OVER

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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader

Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?

Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening. 

Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking,  idk what else. 

Word count: 2,698

Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors

Reblogs and feedback are appreciated! 

“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear. 

“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings. 

Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.

“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him. 

One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.

You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours. 

“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you. 

“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again. 

“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two. 

“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer. 

You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time.. 

Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him. 

With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.

Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly. 

“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was. 

Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.

Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place. 

A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens. 

“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!” 

“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.” 

Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-” 

“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”

Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.” 

Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready. 

You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.

You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight. 

“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion. 

Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder. 

“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around. 

From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear. 

“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky. 

Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours. 

“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply. 

You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle. 

“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear. 

That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit. 

“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.” 

Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed. 

“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly. 

You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement -  your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about. 

At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one. 

“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway. 

“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly. 

The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.

That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob. 

Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them. 

“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.

Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars.  An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands. 

“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle. 

“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed. 

Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat. 

“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release. 

You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace. 

“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.” 

A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?” 

“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place. 

“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest. 

Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.

Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.” 

“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own. 

Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later. 

One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him. 

“Game Over, Loverboy.”

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[mafiadad5]

Can I, be the one for you?

Genre- smut/ kinda plot?

Warnings/ au- Boss to lovers, business trip, unprotected sex, slight choking and degrading, “rope” play, fingering.

Boss!Ten x fem!reader

Word Count- 5k

note- repost of my older post in 2nd person pov xoxo

Summary- Your boss seems to have a problem with you, and loves to tease you and make you work harder than the rest, that’s when you both get invited on a business trip that could change everything, literally. Are you gonna go on this business trip with him or not?

Please continue on…🎀

You sat at your computer, typing a lengthy email to your biggest client.

"Y/n", Xiaojun popped up at your desk, one of your best work friends. "What's up?" You said, your attention on the computer, as you typed quickly, trying to get this email out as fast as you could. "Mr. Kun would like to speak to you in Tens office!" Xiaojun said, as you stopped talking, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean Mr. Kun want to see me, why, am I in trouble?" you got up from your desk, following behind Xiaojun "I don't know, but I'm scared for you" he said while returning to his desk, "Good luck" he said winking at you playfully before smiling.

You walked nervously to Tens office, knocking before someone let you in. As soon as you walked in you saw Mr. Kun sitting at Tens desk and Ten sitting in one of his client chairs, legs crossed as he wore a black suit, his jet black hair slicked back, his elbow on the arm rest and his hand resting on his temple.

"Hello Y/n, you mind taking a seat for me?"

Mr. Kun said, pointing to the client seat next to Tens. Mr. Kun is the biggest man in this company, boss of all the bosses, including your boss Ten, his son; we're all terrified of him. You sat down, looking at him nervously. "So…", he said looking at you both. "We have a big client coming in the country tomorrow, and I need one of my area bosses to meet up with them, which I have selected you son, this is going to be big for you." He said as he looked at Ten, his hand not leaving his temple.

"So why is she here then?"

Ten said in a annoyed tone. you scoffed as he looked at you, then rolled his eyes. "Well, I need someone experienced to go with you and help out with the clients, and who else is better fit than you, y/n?" He said as he looked at you. "It’s all up to you y/n, but the hotel and food will be free, and you can do anything you want free of charge for your free days, you'll have to stay 2 weeks and will have 2 free days out of the week, plus weekends, also there will be extra pay involved." You sat there looking shocked, Ten hitting the desk in front of you

"Are you fucking kidding me, no she can't come."

He said, clearly irritated. "Ten Lee, watch your mouth, I was talking to her, not you" Mr. Kun said, giving him a stern look before turning to you. "Would you like to go dear?" You looked at Ten, then back at Mr. Kun. "I don't know how my fiancé would feel about me going with another guy for 2 weeks?" you said looking at him,

"Gotta call daddy fiancé for approval I see."

Ten said, as he clicked his tongue. "TEN LEE, OUT NOW!" Mr. Kun shouted, as Ten sighed, rolling his eyes, getting up and leaving the room. "So… What will it be?" He said looking at you, clearly embarrassed about his son. "I’ll have to talk to my fiancé, I’ll email you later tonight sir." you said smiling, getting up from your chair, shaking his hand before leaving the room.

You went outside, there was Ten, leaning on the wall, smoking a cigarette, looking at you pass him. "About to call Daddy Fiancé to ask him for permission to work?" you stopped, "I’m actually about to go home." You said as you continued walking. "No you're not, you have a lot of work to do?"

"That will get done tomorrow."

You said, getting a little irritated, you always work your ass off and he always disregards it. "No it's getting done tonight, you'll be staying here until it's done, do you understand?" he said, as he threw the cig on the ground, putting it out. You turned around, him already looking at you, "Are you kidding me?" he smiled, "No I’m not kidding you, you're staying here with me.” He said as he walked into the building, still smiling.

You went to your car, calling your fiancé.

"Hendery, I was wondering if it was ok if I went on a 2 week business trip, I know you don't like being alone, but it pays really well, and could lead to a promotion as well."

"Yea babe that's ok, anything for money, who is it with?"

"Oh… it's with Ten, but we'll only be together for the clients, nothing else"

He got quiet for a second, "No, you can't go"

"But babe, it's only for work" you sighed

"I said no, we'll talk about this when you get home."

"Ok, but I’m working overtime, so I’ll be home around 12am, ok"

"Ok babe, I'll see you later, and if I find out you're doing anything with Ten, I’m gonna kill you."

"Ok Hendery, bye."

You made your way back inside the office, sitting at your desk, finishing your emails, and most of the work you had to do.

Everyone had already left the office by now, the time being 9pm. You were writing, focused on the paperwork as you heard someone approach you. You turned and saw Ten, his white dress shirt messily out of his black pants, hair messier than the slick back he once had, and a smirk on his face.

"What?"

You asked, glancing at him, looking back at your paper. "I've thought about it, you can go, I apologize for keeping you here longer than you were supposed to be, it was immature and petty, go home." he said looking at you. "Are you serious?" you said, setting down your pen, getting up from your chair. "Yea, I’ll walk you out." he said as you got up putting on your jacket, him staring you down, biting his lip.

You touched his chest, pushing him out of the way as he stood in the middle of the walkway, following closely behind you as you made your way to your car. "I'll see you later Ten." you said as you sat in your car, ready to leave "I hope you do." He said smiling in front of your window as you pulled off. What the fuck was that about.

You pulled into your driveway, just ready to rest. you entered your house, once you got in you instantly heard Henderys moans from upstairs "is he seriously…" you whispered while giggling, setting down your keys on the table. you were walking upstairs, a big smile on your face, that’s when you heard a woman’s voice, a woman’s moans.

Your face instantly dropped as you slowly walked upstairs, getting to your room, hesitating to open the door, scared of what you would find. you took a deep breath before opening the door, your heart dropped as you saw a women on top of Hendery as he held onto her hips. you stood there quiet, froze as they both got up, her wrapping herself in your sheets. you bit your lip and smiled.

"Baby, it's not what it looks like"

he said, coming closer to you. "DONT- Don't touch me." you said, getting out your phone, emailing Mr. Kun, telling him you would go on the business trip, getting a response almost immediately like he was waiting for you to say yes. "What are you doing?" he asked, acting like nothing at all happened. "Texting Ten" you said in a snarky tone. "Are you kidding me, I knew you were…" you stopped him, looking at your phone, booking a hotel room for the night. "Pack up all my stuff and put it in my car." you said looking at him. "Please babe, give me one more chance."

"Or do I need to call Ten to do it?"

He was always insecure about Ten, you never gave him a reason to be, at least you think you didn’t.

He started packing your clothes, begging you to give him another chance, that he would change, his mistress sitting on the bed looking at you. you took off your ring and threw it, looking at her. "Go fetch it, you know you want it." She shook her head. you pointed to the nightstand where his ring and a photo of you sat. "What kind of whore are you to sleep with him, and you knew he was getting married?" She stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact with you.

He carried the last few bags to your car, begging you to stay. you gave him a good slap before ripping the sheets off of her and gathering all of the covers. "This is mine too" you said as you left out the front door, stuffing them into the trash can as he followed you. "Please one more chance, this will never happen again I swear." He cried and pleaded in front of your car window "Wah Wah" you said before rolling up the window and driving away, going to your hotel room and calling it a night. In all honesty, you never loved him, but your family wanted you to stay with him, so you did, which was a mistake.

It was early in the morning, you checked out of your hotel, making your way to work, parking your car in the personal car garage as instructed by Mr. Kun. Shortly after, Ten got there, parking his car beside yours, him wearing an all black suit, his healthy black hair in a slight middle part. He made your outfit look like nothing, plain.

"Well good morning", he said sounding like the same old Ten, not the guy who talked to you last night. "Goodmorning" you said as the car that was driving you to the airport pulled up. "Daddy Fiancé let you out the house wearing that?" He said as he studied your outfit, a mini black dress, paired with a black blazer. you just ignored him and looked forward as the car pulled in front of y’all.

Ten looked confused, but opened the door for you, signaling for you to get in, he knows you typically have a reaction, but thought it was just early and you were tired. you numbly thanked him, getting into the car half asleep. The ride to the airport was going to be lengthy, so you just made yourself comfortable, falling asleep on the way there and on the whole entire flight.

You got to the hotel, a beautiful luxury, the inside being equipped with a beautiful restaurant and bar, a game room, and a pool on the first floor. you've never seen a hotel so beautiful. Right away, Ten went up to the reception desk, getting your room keys, the chauffeur grabbing your bags and bringing them to your rooms on the top floor, the rooms being beside each other. Ten thanked him and gave him a pretty big cash tip, looking at you before going into his room. you did the same.

Your bag was already in the corner in the room, you decided to look around the huge hotel room. The bathroom and the room connecting, the bathtub looking like a jacuzzi in itself, the kitchen having complementary red wine, with beautiful crystal wine glasses on the marbled counters. The room lit up, the beautiful city's view peeking out from the curtains as you walked over to the balcony door, making your way outside to take in the view and the fresh air, wrapped in your silky black robe; the smell of familiar cigarettes filling your nose almost immediately.

you looked to the side of you, Ten leaning on the rail of your shared balcony, looking forward to the city with not a care in the world. you took a deep breath, looking back forward, letting everything sink in. Ten knew you were there, but he didn't care, so you didn't care as well. you heard him come closer to you, saying nothing just sticking out his cigarette box, signaling for you to get one. you didn't hesitate grabbing one, turning to him so he could light it, the warm fire lighting up your faces. He looked at you, his features just as beautiful as ever, lighting the cig as you avoided eye contact, turning around after he finished.

You both sat there, leaning on the rail, admiring the night sky, the lit up city, the lit up cigs, the noise of cars driving; saying nothing at all and a million words at the same time, jazz music leaking outside, coming from his room. He put his cig out, setting it down in the gold ashtray that sat beside you, going inside, giving you one more look before shutting his door.

The first day with the client went well, you made all of your plans to meet up with the client again and start the project. You and Ten went separate ways for a while, you just stayed chilling in your hotel room, getting lunch and taking a nap. It was later in evening, about 10pm, you were sitting in your room watching tv, when you got a text on your phone from Ten

“Let's get a drink, meet you at the bar in 15 mins.”

you stared at your phone for a second, confused as to what was going on, what was going through his head. you got up and went to the bathroom, freshening yourself up before heading down to the bar, Ten sitting in his all black suit, hair in a middle part, his hair fluffy and healthy, with two shots in front of him, looking quite bored.

you entered the bar area and he spotted you immediately, sitting up fixing his posture, straightening out his suit blazer. you sat down, crossing your legs because your skirt was pulled up a little. "The Client emailed me." He said smiling slightly, passing you one of the shots. "Mm, what did they say?" he smirked

"He asked if you were single"

you looked forward, avoiding eye contact. "And what did you say?" he stayed quiet, taking a shot in response. "A lot of people like you y/n, maybe because you wear little mini skirts as professional wear." He said looking at your thighs, then looking back up at you. you took a shot, looking at him, then at the bartender signaling for more shots, staying completely silent.

"I can't believe daddy fiancé would let you even wear that in front of me, did you get it from one of the suitcases in your car by secret or…?" you looked at him with a concerned look on your face. "I don't know what you're talking about." you said as you took another shot, looking forward. "The suitcases in your car? Doesn't ring a bell?" you took another shot, getting a little frustrated. "Nope." you said looking at him. "You know it's ok Y/n, right? You can talk to me, tell me what's going on." He said as he grabbed your hand, lightly rubbing your ring finger, where your ring used to be.

"It’s really none of your business."

you said aggressively, looking forward, avoiding eye contact. "Did he do something? I told you not to trust him y/n." He said, almost in a whisper, leaning down to your ear. "You told me that out of spite, out of jealousy, because you wanted me Ten, why would I have listened to you?" you said turning and looking at him, his dark eyes shooting daggers into yours.

"Because I knew he couldn't be trusted, after-all he was my old best friend. I knew what type of person he was sweetie, you should've just listened to me. I knew he was gonna run back to that whore in the end, I knew it darling."

He rubbed his hand along your shoulder, looking at it then back into your eyes again. "I can treat you so much better Y/n." He said, his hand sliding down your arm, making his way to your thighs. "Can you?" you said, your voice soft, face getting closer to his. "Mhm" he said in a soft, almost muffled whisper.

He backed up from you, making you crave his aura close to yours again, getting out his wallet, handing the bartender a $50 bill, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of your chair, leading you to the elevator.

He grew hungrier and hungrier by the second, backing you into the elevator wall as soon as you made it in there, kissing you before the elevator door closed. He gripped onto your hips, pulling your body close to his, kissing you like there was no tomorrow. He bit your bottom lip ever so slightly, his tongue entering your mouth, slowly exploring as he gripped your waist, digging his nails sharply into it, giving you butterflies. you sunk under him as the elevator took for what it seemed to be hours to get to the top floor.

The doors flung opened as a loud ding echoed through the elevator, but that didn't seem to matter to him, you stayed on the elevator, you didn't want to stop, you couldn't stop. you've craved his touch. you've craved it ever since you saw him in that office for the first time in forever, ever since you’ve been in Highschool. you wanted him so bad.

"Uhm, excuse me."

Someone cleared their throat in front of the elevator. Ten turned around, lips swollen as you both noticed the person trying to get on the elevator. "Sorry" he said, turning to you, grabbing your waist, looking you deep in your eyes and licking his lips before turning around and walking out the elevator, you following closely behind him.

He unlocked his room door, going inside, stopping you. "What are you doing Y/n." He turned around, staring at you. "Coming into your room." you said looking up at him half way in the door. "Why is that?" He said, pushing you out with his body, exiting the room, closing the door behind him. you stayed quiet looking at him, a bit confused. "Hmm?" He hummed, basically demanding an answer. you sighed turning away about to head to your room "Nevermind." you said in a disappointed tone, but he grabbed your arm, pulling you towards him again.

"No, tell you what you want from me. tell you why you want to come into my room."

He said looking into your eyes, sending electric signals throughout your body. "I just wanted to get more wine." He looked at you, turning away, opening his door again. "You've already had enough to drink." He said before going in his room completely, leaving you in the silent hallway alone.

you was all freshened up, only in underwear and a black silky robe. you decided you wanted some fresh air before you slept so you decided to go out onto the balcony, sitting your arms on the rail, leaning over, taking in the fresh air and the beautiful view of the night city and sky.

you heard the balcony door slide open, not looking behind you because you already knew who it was. you looked down, feeling his hands glide over your back as he stood beside you. You tried to avoid eye contact, but could feel his tense stare on you as he dragged his fingers along your arm. "What are you doing Ten?" He dragged his finger up your arm, moving to your shoulder and slowly down your back. "Can I not be on our shared balcony Y/n?" He said, his tone dark and seductive. "Tell me, why did you want to come on this balcony? What did you want on this balcony." you said, your voice shaky as his fingers dragged further and further down your back. He grabbed your waist, backing you into the wall, your faces almost touching as he looked you into the eyes.

"Do you really want to know what I want on this balcony"

His hands were in your robe, holding your bare hips, his soft delicate fingers feeling your skin, making you weak as you nodded. "I just wanted to give you the wine you asked about earlier." you grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to you, your leg in between his. you could feel his black pants on your bare legs as you could also feel his boner.

"Just tell me the words y/n, tell me the words that you want my wine, and l’ll give it to you, I'll give it all to you, just tell me you want it, tell me baby."

His voice was in a desperate whisper, his hands gripping tighter on your hips.

"I want it."

He instantly pulled you into a kiss, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer till you couldn't come any closer to him anymore. He hungrily kissed you, tearing your lips apart. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." He said as he broke this kiss, gasping for air, looking you into your eyes before diving back into the kiss. He wrapped your legs around his torso, carrying you into his room, closing the door behind him, not breaking the kiss as he carried you to the kitchen, setting you down on the counter.

He opened your legs as he kissed down your jawline, making his way to your neck, sucking softly while opening the drawer. you played with his hair pulling him deeper as the sucking became more intense. He grabbed a condom out of the box in the drawer, pulling down his pants and boxers, looking you into the eyes as he ripped the condom open with his teeth, smiling while helping you off the counter, bending you over on it. He moved your underwear out of the way, sliding two fingers between your folds.

"Fuck you're so wet."

He positioned himself behind you, placing his tip at your entrance, rubbing it up and down, making you take deep breaths. "Are you sure you want to do this darling?" He said, moving your robe up, gliding his finger down your bare back, sending shivers down your spine.

"Yes, please I want this."

That was all he needed to hear before instantly entering you, grabbing your hips and sinking himself into you. you let out a gasp, closing your eyes from the pleasure. He made his way in and out of you, his fingernails sinking into your skin, giving you a sensation like you've never felt before. "You okay baby? Let me know if you want me to slow down." He said, his voice dark and soft, fucking your brain even more, making you moan out.

"No…Please give it to me."

He chuckled "Aw look at you, your pretty little whore, you didn't know you were like this y/n." he went harder, making your body jolt with every thrust, leaning down, kissing your back, making his way up to your ear, moaning softly. "Tell me how you want it baby, say the word and I’ll do it for you."

"Go faster" you managed to moan out

"ok baby I'll go faster."

Your body melted under his touch, under his sweet words, your eyes rolling back into your head as he went faster and harder, your moans spurring out loudly, your back arched under him. He went at an unimaginable pace, his moans and whimpers getting louder, sweet sounds of love and lust filling the room, echoing through the walls. "Oh shit I'm about to cum" you said, moaning loudly, feeling his hands on your body, his soft lips on your neck, him inside you, driving you over the edge.

"Go ahead baby, do it. Do it for me" his thrust got sloppier as he went even faster, hitting your g-spot making your body tense up violently. you gasped as you reached your climax, your legs weak under him, deep breathing filling the room. Your stomach felt tight as your body shivered. He turned you around, kissing you deeply, picking you up, wrapping your legs around him, carrying you to his bedroom.

"I'm not done with you yet."

He said as he laid you down, the cold sheets chilling your hot back. He placed a messy kiss on your hot lips again before placing his tip at your entrance. "Wait" you said, him stopping immediately looking at you in a worried expression.

"What's wrong baby?"

"Take it Off" you Said, looking at the condom tightly wrapped around his dick. "Darling…" he paused,

"Are you sure Y/n?" He said looking at you, rolling the condom off his dick. "Yes, I want to feel you, all of you, every inch of you. Don't go easy on me." you looked at him, sitting up in front of him as he looked down at you, shooting daggers into your eyes, looking down trying to avoid eye contact.

"Look at me."

He said, lifting your chin up. "Take off your robe." you obliged instantly, almost ripping it off of you. "Give it to me." He said in a husky voice, the twinkle that was once in his eyes disappearing into something far more lustful. you handed him your robe, the cool air in his room chilling you as it slid off your shoulders. He looked up as he grabbed the robe, removing the long piece of soft silky fabric from the belt loops, throwing the robe to the side.

"Give me your hands."

you slowly lifted up your hands as he grabbed them, placing your inner wrist together, tying them together with the belt of the robe, securing it tightly, but still making sure you were ok. He pushed you back onto the bed, your bare back making contact with the cold white sheets on his king sized bed. He lifted your right leg onto his shoulder, your left leg going around his waist.

“Tell me you don’t want this anymore.”

He said, dragging his finger down your thigh. you wanted it, you wanted everything, every single drop. “please.” you whispered out. His finger slowly dragged down your inner thigh, making his way lower and lower until he made his way to your clit, his thumb rubbing circles around the sensitive bud. “I can’t hear you darling.”

“Please.” you said speaking louder, your breathing getting heavier as he rubbed faster, now slipping in a finger from your dripping core.

“Please what?”

He said, making direct eye contact with you, wet sounds filling the room as he fingered you harder, adding in another finger, his thumb still massaging your clit. you moaned out loud, throwing back your head, “Please, I want to do this Ten.” Hearing you moan out his name awoke something in him. He took his fingers out of you, instantly ramming himself inside of you, making you throw your head back from the pleasure and the pain of him hitting your cervix. He grabbed your waist, pulling your body towards him every-time he thrusted in, going at an unimaginable speed.

“Fuck”

He grunted, placing his right hand around your neck, his thumb dragging up your chin, entering your mouth, pulling down your bottom lip. you melted into his touch, moaning loudly as he pounded into you. He grabbed your leg that was around his waist, placing messy kisses on it before lifting it onto his shoulder like the other leg. “You like that, hmm?” He said, his black hair messily in his face, his voice sounding breathless as wet sounds, bed creaks, and the sounds of your skins thrashing together resonated in the room. you nodded, moaning loudly, head thrown back as he hit your sweet spot harder and harder, your body jolting back with every passionate thrust.

“Words princess.”

He said in almost a growl, his thrust becoming sloppier as he went rougher, little whimpers exiting out his mouth as he threw back his head. “Yes” you managed to get out, panting and moaning loudly as he hit your g-spot. you reached out your fingers and rubbed your clit with your finger, your hands still being tied together making it difficult, but Ten instantly stopped you, throwing your hands above your head. “That’s my job.” He said as he spat on your pussy, rubbing your clit with his thumb, while still thrusting in and out of you quickly. Waves of pleasure and sensation vibrated all over your body as you felt him everywhere on you.

“Do you know how beautiful you look under you.”

He said, looking you into your eyes. My body tensed up as you tightened your walls against him, reaching your high at once. “I’m cumming.” you screamed as your body jolted, your legs starting to shake uncontrollably, moans spurring out of your mouth. He moaned desperately as he started going faster, his last few thrust getting sloppier as he let out a choked moan, throwing his head back as he exited out of you, finishing on your stomach, his warm liquid oozing down your skin. Heavy breathes filled the room as he looked at you, his dark eyes twinkling again as he leaned down, giving you a deep passionate kiss.

“I’m gonna go run us a bath ok.”

He said as he untied your hand, looking at you then kissing your forehead before leaving you in the room alone.

We sat in the bathtub, the warm bath water helping you with your sore lower half. you sat in his lap as his hands massaged your shoulders.

“So what now Y/n?”

you moved his hands from your shoulders to your waist, wrapping them around you.

“I don’t know, what now Ten?”

you said, laying on his shoulder as you closed your eyes.

“I don’t know, but I know I loved being with you tonight.” He said, kissing your shoulder.

“Me too Ten.”

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[markiefiles]

— JEITO BRATZINHA'

fem reader x xiaojun

avisos: smut, leve femdom, reader é mimadinha e super estilosa — igual uma bratz –, masturbação masc, xiaojun pervertido e virgem, ambiente universitário, dubcon se você estreitar os olhos e outras coisinhas que esqueci.

notas: talvez eu não esteja mentalmente bem depois de escrever isso :( KKKKKK queria que fosse euuu! boa leitura! revisei beeem por cima, então qualquer erro perdão.

Com o ar faltando o peito, Xiaojun afastou-se de ti, os lábios dele estavam inchados, sujos do seu gloss de tutti-frutti. Ele gemeu, sentiu suas unhas decoradas com desenhos e cheias de brilho agarrarem a gola da camiseta que usava. Você estava com o joelho contra pélvis dele, puxando pela gravata, expondo o pescoço cheiroso e o beijando, rastro de saliva e gloss.

Você lhe jogou um sorriso, ajeitou a boina em cima da cabeça e se agachou, Dejun pareceu desesperado, claro: sem ar, fios bagunçadinhos, o óculos escorregando de seu nariz, sem saber o que fazer. Você se pôs de joelhos, preocupado soltou um “O que você tá f-fazendo?”, o cinto dele foi desfeito e você pôde ver a ereção marcante de Xiaojun contra a cueca larga.

— N-não… — Xiaojun gemeu, seus olhos brilharam contra a sombra brilhosa e as maçãs do rosto iluminadas. Ele gemeu mais uma vez, gostava do jeito que você se vestia, mini saias, camisetinhas justas, ora sapatos altos com laços grandes, ora botas lindas de plástico brilhante e a maquiagem impecável, delineados lindos, de tirar o fôlego toda vez que cruzavam os olhos.

Xiaojun era esquisitinho, virgem, mas o tutor do curso de criminologia era atraente ao seus olhos, atrapalhado mas muito atraente. Enquanto o ouvia murmurar, você o aconselhou “Me deixe fazer tudo, não toque no meu cabelo! Você não sabe quantas horas passei arrumando ele”, mimada.

Xiaojun respeitou, apoiou-se na enorme mesa do escritório e sentiu sua boca no pau dele. Precavido, tampou os lábios, mordendo as palmas, enquanto sentia sua boca quente contra ele, completamente insana. Os barulhinhos molhados saiam de sua boca, Dejun ondulava levemente os quadris, aéreo.

— P-por— Xiaojun chamou atenção, fez menção a um possível palavrão — S-sua boca é– quente, é quente demais.

Aí, você soltou uma risadinha que vibrou contra a excitação dele, Xiaojun tremelicou, ansioso, excitado, não sabia o que fazer com as mãos, ele não podia te tocar. Você se afastou, usando agora as mãos, Xiaojun gostava desse teu estilo de boneca, unhas lindas, dedos cheios de anéis tocando ele.

Você bateu a extensão dele contra sua língua, se levantou, deu uma risadinha e voltou a beijá-lo, agressiva, massageando as bolas, enquanto Xiaojun gemia, não te tocava mas permitia que você fizesse o que quisesse com ele.

— Você gosta de mim, Dejun? — Você sussurrou e um lapso de sanidade pareceu assustá-lo, você era só uma veterana com excelentes notas – diga-se de passagem –, inteligente, mas Xiaojun não tinha esse pensamento, não e não. — Gosta de como toco seu pau?

Ele não respondia, a língua dele ansiosa limpava o doce do teu gloss, os lábios dele estavam presos contra os dentes, roçando contra sua bochecha, cheirosa.

— Hmmm' — Você murmura — Você gosta… Pervertido.

Xiaojun choraminga.

— Aposto que pensa em mim quando se masturba. — Você provoca.

Você passou a estapear a cabeça do pau dele, podia ver o pênis se revirando, formigando e se movendo, a certeza de que ele gozaria somente sendo torturado ou beijado. Xiaojun sentiu sua língua brincar contra a orelha dele, os dentes raspando contra a cartilagem até chegar contra a mandíbula marcada.

— E-eu… — Ele recupera o ar — J-jamais faria isso pensando num a-aluno.

Você caçoa, beija a pontinha do nariz de Xiaojun e sufoca o pau dele, aperta, sádica o suficiente para machucá-lo, mas ele goza, mancha tuas unhas lindas e mela teus dedos.

— Nojento… — Você respondeu, engoliu a porra que escorreu, coletando com a língua, sem desviar os olhos dos dele.

Ele pareceu confuso, o recente orgasmo deixando sua mente completamente vazia, os óculos grandes estavam levemente embaçados, calor demais.

Você se virou ajeitando as roupas, pegando a mini bolsinha majestosa e patricinha, a saia jeans curtinha mostrando a polpa da sua bunda.

— Sorte sua não ter manchado nadinha da minha roupa.

#xiaojun x reader #xiaojun x you #xiaojun #xiao dejun #nct smut #wayv #wayv smut

[atiny-piratequeen]

𝓝𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

𓆩⟡𓆪Summary:

When two rival kingdoms send their men to you to ask for your hand in marriage to bridge the gap between kingdoms, you have a quite...unique way of getting everyone to cum together.

Errr, come together.

Nah, it was right the first time.

𓆩⟡𓆪Pairing: Lee Juyeon (The Boyz) x Fem! Reader x Jeong Yunho (Ateez)

𓆩⟡𓆪Genres/Aus: Non-Idolverse, Royal AU, Hybrids (Snow Leopard, Netherlands Dwarf Rabbit, and African Wild Dog, Respectively), Smut, Poly Endgame

𓆩⟡𓆪Tws: Swearing, Insults

𓆩⟡𓆪Sws: Consensual Chase Kink, Pred/Prey Undertones, Size Difference (Reader is smaller than the boys. And if you aren't irl, guess what? You are now. Live your smol dreams babes), Teasing, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Breast Play, Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Cum Swallowing, Marking, Riding, Anal (mxm), hints of Scent Kinks, Stomach Bulge, Slicking, mentions of ruts/heats

𓆩⟡𓆪Rating: Explicit/Mature (18+)

𓆩⟡𓆪WC: 3.7k

𓆩⟡𓆪A/n: Im a damn day late but here is my Secret Santa '23 entry for @cultofdionysusnet for, ironically, my darling Jasper (@starlitmark)

I was already like WOAH when I got you as my receiver but I think its pretty dope you also were my secret Santa *wheeze* I hope you like it, even if it's late.

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“You and I will not be seeing eye to eye on this. I arrived first, I asked for her hand first, and I will not bow down to some… dog .”

An audible growl filled the room, a reverb as the man across the way’s lip finally curled up. 

“I’ve listened to you hiss and spit nonsense at me for half an hour, if you’d like to do more than that, I’d be more than happy to entertain that, but if all you intend on doing is make cheap shot swipes at me, it's obvious who it is she should choose to take her hand.”

You sit with your ankles crossed, your hands in your lap, watching the two men bicker at one another. 

The first man is Juyeon, sent from the land of Lucid Dream. It was a place born of ice and snow, it seemed fitting that their Crown Prince was a snow leopard, his speckled tail twitching in agitation as he glared down his much bigger rival.

This being Yunho, an African wild dog sent from the kingdom of Eternal Sunshine, who stood taller than Juyeon, stared him down with an unimpressed stare, his ears, also spotted, flicking to and fro as he made steadfast eye contact with the two of them. 

“Milady, I don’t think this one is going well. I don’t know how the meetings got mixed up like this-probably Donghyuck again-but I can escort them out immediately if you would like to. Before things get too…rowdy?” your consultant whispers beside you, eyes flicking back and forth between the two apex hybrids. 

You hum, your nose twitching slightly. 

They both smelled quite nice. How very coy of their respective Kingdoms to send hopefuls to you that were bordering on their respective ruts. 

A smile crosses your face, you stand, and in an instant, both men pause in their arguing, eyes fixed on you. 

“Lucid Dream and Eternal Sunshine, long have you two been at odds with one another, no? If my recollection of history goes, your two kingdoms have been in a bitter, decades-long spat with one another, right?” You step down from your post, your hand soft and delicate within your consult’s hand as he assists you. 

“Milady-”

“I will be fine, Xiaojun. Tell Mark and Donghyuck to go prepare for me. It won’t take long, I made my decision.” 

Xiaojun looked at your small form, pursing his lips in concern. Leaving you, a rabbit, in a room with a wild dog and a snow leopard seemed to be the LAST thing he wanted to do, but a simple quirk of your brow settled any unsaid complaints he had and he merely sighed and nodded, making his way out of the room.

The sound of your heels against the grand marble floors echoes as you make your way to the two of them, without a doubt picking up on the competing pheromones rolling off of them both in waves. 

They straighten their backs, looking at you with a noticeably gentler look. 

“It will take them some time to prepare my room, I imagine.” 

Neither men said anything, though you can see their tails stand still, their ears perked. 

The corner of your lips tilt slightly, how cute. 

“The two of you can prove yourselves to me in a different way. If my kingdom is to be the bridge, we will do things my way.” you speak slowly, removing your heels and setting them aside. The two men stare, blinking slowly and curiously while you make your way to the door, a smile tugging at your lips as you feel their gaze on your smaller form. 

“Let’s see who’s faster.” 

You toss the door open, darting down the hall in a flash, and laughing to yourself as you count the seconds it takes before there is an eruption of noise and movement behind you. 

You’re grateful for Xiaojun knowing where you were going with your untold portion of your orders to him, as the halls are relatively empty. Any servants mulling about were on alert and the moment they see you rushing down the hall, jovial and full of energy, they press themselves to the wall, keeping themselves there as two blurs rush by moments later. 

“Stupid dog, move! She’s mine!” Juyeon rushed by, his eyes narrowed as he followed the scent down the hall. Yunho growled, his legs long and swift, making sure Juyeon did not overtake him in speed. 

He wouldn’t lose. Failure was not an option. If the Princess wanted her soon-to-be betrothed to win in a challenge of speed-and if it came down to it, strength-he wouldn’t back down. 

Especially not to a trash-talking feline from their rival kingdom. 

Yunho narrowed his eyes, the scent made a sharp turn, but it was faint. 

Instead, the scent had subtle stronger traces to the right. He turned, rushing down that way while Juyeon continued down the main hall. 

The feline’s tail twitched when he saw him break off, but he ignored it, keeping his eyes focused on the hall he was running down. 

You were…beautiful. He’d been sent with a mission in mind and he intended to follow through, to have your hand, but the moment he laid eyes on you, he knew he’d be the one to sweep you off your feet. 

He’ll be damned if they lost to a clumsy dog from that place . 

Juyeon swore when he found the hall was a dead end. A window was open, a silken curtain blowing in the wind. Out of it, was an avian, clearly some form of messenger, carrying a torn piece of the dress you had worn before him. 

He’d been duped. 

“FUCK!”

Yunho had better luck, finding you rushing through the halls while wearing a robe you’d taken from a passing servant. He let out a bark of excitement, the thrum of the chase overriding his senses as he barreled down the hall. 

The decorative pins and chains on his outfit jingled and chimed as he got closer to you and you smile to yourself, slipping into a room and tucking yourself into a laundry chute, sticking your tongue out at the large dog as he stuck his head through the opening, eyes wide with excitement as you slide from view. 

“Gonna have to try harder than that~” You tease, skipping as you step out from the other side. 

Behavior unbecoming of a queen? Possibly. But if you were to tie your life to someone, why shouldn’t you have fun? If they couldn’t do this much, how can they expect to bring your kingdoms closer?

You dust yourself off, your ears twitching ever so slightly before you look around the laundry room. It was deathly quiet inside and you feel yourself freeze. 

Someone is inside. Watching. 

You don’t move anything but your head, locking eyes with something reflective and gold in the dark room. 

The moment you do, it lunges at you, and it took a moment longer than you expected to force your brain to catch up to speed. In those moments, you feel your clothes being grabbed, and you stumble, nearly colliding with a wall when a strong arm wraps around your waist, lifting you with ease. 

“Well, that was a pretty neat little trick you did there, my beloved. But it seems I’ve caught you. What do I win?” Juyeon inquired, and you can smell his scent thick in your nose, his heartbeat pounding against his chest and your back. 

You smile and turn to him, your own heartbeat thundering loud as you place a kiss to his nose. 

“Another round.” You smile and slip from his grip, shrinking your arms as close to your body as you can and sliding the robe you had taken from a servant off, rushing out of the room as Juyeon swore behind you. 

The hall isn’t far from your room. You figure everything is ready and if the boys couldn’t catch you by the time the door closed, your little game was over and you’d win. 

Did you want to? Probably not, but it was still fun. 

A crash sounds from behind you, and you hear two sets of footsteps approaching, the hall flooded with pheromones. 

“Move, dog!”

“Like hell, cat. Back off!”

You glance over your shoulder and find both of the men right on your heels. 

“Lady Y/N!” They call to you at the same time, and it takes a moment for you to get your bearings, your nose twitching ever so slightly. You sniff, the smell of their combined scents flooding your senses. 

Aren’t they too close?

You squeak in surprise as both of them stumble over each other, tripping and falling onto you in a heap. The air leaves your lungs and a startled yelp fell from your lips, in an instant, both of them are picking you up, panic clearly set into their features. 

You feel a familiar heat settle in your core, and you realize the repetitious sound in your ears is your own heartbeat. You smile at the two men, and no doubt by now they can smell your arousal. 

“Are you okay?” Juyeon inquired, his fiery disposition from before gone as he gently cupped your face, his hand warm to the touch. Yunho checked you over visually, eyes rolling over your body, looking for bruises or worse, blood.

Instead, he’s met with your flushed gaze, your chest rising and falling quickly. 

“Looks like you both got me.”

The two men exchange a look with one another before looking back at you. 

“Technically, I caught you first.” Juyeon interjected. Yunho narrowed his gaze at him before sighing. 

“I’ll leave, I just want to make sure you both didn’t get hurt when I fell on you.” 

You take his hand and Juyeon’s, a spark in your eyes as both of them look at you curiously. 

“Lady Y/N?”

“If you boys don’t mind, let’s try one more thing. I’m sure that will settle this once and for all.”

They exchange a look with one another and nod slowly, curiosity making both of their respective tails sway to and fro. 

-x-

“My, you two are quite pent up mm?” You let out a faux pout, a cock in each hand as you stroke slowly. There’s a wicked glint in your eye as you look up at the two, delighted by the way they both seemed adamant on holding back and not ‘crumbling’ before the other. 

Poor things, they still think this an either-or situation. 

Your ears twitch ever so slightly, picking up every sharp gasp and low groan from the two of them as you stroke faster, twisting one hand while you gently squeezed with the other. 

“M-Milady-” Juyeon grit out, biting his lip so hard you could see small indents from his fangs. Yunho wasn’t much better, letting out unintelligible pants and growls, seemingly trying to keep himself from actually speaking so he didn’t make a fool of himself. 

“It’s fine, Juyeon. You already won. Both of you have.”

Both of them sober slightly, looking at one another with a competitive spark before jolting when you bring your lips down, breath fanning over the head of their cocks as you run your tongue over them. 

“Let’s get along well, okay~?”

The two buckle, scent thickening with arousal when they finally pick up on your own heat as you shift below them. 

They’d stirred something inside of you, it’s only right for them to take responsibility for it. 

“A-as if I’d get along well w-with someone like him.” Yunho grit out, his cock throbbing in your mouth as you tease his head with your tongue. Juyeon hissed at him, turning his head sharply.

“F-feeling’s mutual. I doubt a stupid ass dog could pleasure her, anyway .” He grit out. Yunho’s eyes blazed with the challenge and you roll your eyes below them, giving both of their cocks a squeeze. They buck and jolt, their attention landing back on you. 

“Play nice.” You warn, pressing their cocks together, dragging your tongue over their slits, keening at the mixed taste. “It’d be a shame if I didn’t get to taste more because you two can’t behave.” You sigh softly, letting your tongue roll over Yunho’s cock, then Juyeon’s, and back again. 

The two go quiet. Or, rather, as quiet as they could get as the occasional moan and keen roll from their lips, their rivalry temporarily placated by your actions. 

They were handsome, of course. No Kingdom in their right mind would send you someone less than average, but they looked better like this, faces flushed, panting, fingers flexing as they tried to keep their hands off of you. 

“That’s better.” You sit up, caressing their balls and smiling, your scent thick and sweet. Both of them unconsciously lean towards you, and you open yourself to them, perking so your breasts are spilling from the top of your dress.

An invitation, that’s what it is. 

They took it for what it was, cupping and groping one breast each as you raise your head higher. 

“I d-didn’t expect this nn…today,” Yunho growled, his cock throbbing in your small hand as he ran his lips over the sweet glands on the left side of your neck. 

Juyeon grunted in agreement, his tongue flicking out, dragging over your throat. The barbs at the center were soft, and you find yourself clenching on nothing as they kiss their way lower, greedy lips finding your nipples. 

You gasp and close your eyes, rolling their balls in your hand, trembling in their grip as you feel them running their hands down your body as they alternate between kisses to your chest and small, marking nibbles and bites. 

Juyeon’s hand found its way to your folds first, chuckling airdly as he rubbed slowly. You yip and clench on nothing, your hands stopping momentarily. 

“Ah, don’t you want us to bond, Bun? Don’t stop just because he’s touching you.” Yunho growled, sucking a spot into your breast you were sure wouldn’t fade easily after tonight. You narrow your eyes at him in challenge, but they flutter the moment Juyeon pinches and rolls your clit, his breath fanning over your ear. 

“You’re already so wet. Did it feel nice giving us the run-around. Leaving such a sweet scent for us to follow, it’s only right we pay you back in kind.” He growled, lifting his fingers and spreading them apart, showing you-and Yunho-the slick covering them. 

Your lips tremble as you look up at them, your head swirling in need as you watch Juyeon offer his messy fingers to Yunho. 

He stared, eyes narrowing in need for a moment before he sucked them into his mouth, fangs grazing Juyeon’s fingers before he pulled back, a deep growl pulling from his chest as he turned to you. 

“C’mere. Let’s get you comfortable.”

His definition of ‘comfortable’ was splaying you out with your legs spread in their laps, both of them kissing and biting at your necks as you squirming as you let them both stretch you, your slick making a mess of your ass, their hands, and their thighs below. 

“I-I’m ready!” You cry, arching high and clenching on their fingers, mouth falling open as one of them curls their finger up to brush against your gspot. Your cries are met with deep chuckles and a kiss from each of them as they slow only long enough for you to catch your breath. 

“Are you sure?” Yunho teases, his lips against your ear before he bites.

Your eyes widen and you find yourself squirting as you jolt, a yip leaving your lips. Both men let out amused keens, holding you so you wouldn’t fall as the sudden shockwave rolls through you. 

“So pretty~” Juyeon purred, pulling his fingers free, smiling like the cat that ate the canary as he ran his tongue over his fingers, licking them clean as you pant, trying to catch your breath. 

There’s a wet smacking sound above your head and you find yourself squished between the men. One glance across from yourself to the mirror they’d propped you up in front of and you found out why. 

Yunho had his hand fisted in Juyeon’s hair, pulling him in for a demanding kiss, chasing your taste on his tongue. The sight made you keen, and you cup their necks, running your fingers over their glands, smiling as they both shuddered. 

“It looks like you two are getting along just fine now, mm?” You purr. 

They part, panting as they stare each other down. 

“Yeah,” Juyeon mewled, his tail twitching and jerking in interest behind him. 

“I think we’ll get along just fine.” Yunho licked his lip and moved to grab you by the hips, picking you clean up. 

“Come, I think we’ve held back for too long. I’m aching.” 

You find it exciting how easily the two of them can move you at will. Strong, yet gentle hands positioned so you were straddling Yunho, staring down hungrily at his cock as Juyeon held his cock up. 

Your plan was simply to tease, but as you watch the two eye you hungrily, then eye each other with the same gaze, you realize maybe this was going to work a lot better than your playful mind had anticipated. 

Taking Yunho was a task in itself. Even with your slick, you were grateful Juyeon paused to coat the bigger hybrid’s cock in lube provided by your consultants (you’d thank Xiaojun, Mark, and Donghyuck later). 

“T-Tight-” Yunho growled, his canines pronounced the more he lost his composure, his hands gripping your hips tight. You cling to his hands, body shaking as Juyeon cooed sweet nothings to you, reaching to rub your clit and the base of your tail. 

“A-Ahn- fuck-” You swear, eyes closing as Juyeon’s feline purrs override your mind. 

“That’s it. Such a good wife you’re going to be for us. Open your eyes, Princess. You’re bulging.” He growled, cupping your jaw. You gasp and look down, eyes widening as you see the tell-tale bulge in your stomach. 

Had…had he grown bigger while he was inside of you?

The very thought made you gush on his cock, your hands falling to Yunho’s chest as you bounce on your own accord, eager to feel him deeper inside. 

“S-Shit- Y/N-” He swears, hands tightening on your hips as you ride him, your hips and ass slapping against his thighs. Juyeon watches, mesmerized as you swallow Yunho’s cock, your slick leaving a lewd, shiny trail on his cock that dribbled down to his balls. 

“C-Come…come here.” Your voice startled the snow leopard back into focus and he glanced up, pupils dilating as you open your mouth, tongue out for him. 

“G-Gimme.” You demand, and he doesn’t need to be told twice, standing up and cupping the back of your head. He doesn’t even have the time to open his mouth and be a gentleman, to urge you to go slow before you dive down, eagerly bobbing your head until you feel him touch the back of your throat. 

They both smelled so good, thick and hot and it made you crave more, especially hearing both of them moan and gasp your name. Yunho thrust his hips up, bouncing you in his laps and he would have probably knocked you off balance, had it not have been for the iron-clad grip your thighs had on his frame and his hands had on your hips. 

Juyeon kept himself anchored by cupping your head, and rubbing the base of your ears. He found your throat tightening at the motion and smiled wickedly. 

“Is that n-nice? Having your cute little ears rubbed while we claim your pussy and your throat?” He panted, hissing through his teeth as he watched you turn your teary, pleasure-struck gaze up to him, drooling as his cock pressed deep into your throat. 

“I c-can’t keep holding it back.” Yunho gritted, eyes flickering back and forth between your mouth and your pussy, both stuffed in such a lewd manner. 

You clench around him, a subtle sign you didn’t want him to, and thankfully both of them took the sign for what it was, fucking you and your throat with a mismatched tempo that eventually synched up. 

Every fiber of your body felt like it was alight with pleasure, and stars exploded behind your lids as you finally felt them flood your mouth and pussy. You feel delighted as you feel the mess between your legs, only sealed inside by Yunho’s cock (which still throbbed, almost as if he wanted to unload more into your tightness). Juyeon pulled you out of your musing when he pulled out of your mouth, panting like a beast as he looked down upon your kiss-swollen and saliva-covered lips. 

“That’s our good girl. Are you alright?” Yunho murmured, petting your head. You lick your lips, taking a moment to gather your barings before pressing into his hand, smiling. 

“You two don’t think we’re done, do you?” You inquire after catching your breath. They exchange a look of surprise with one another before quickly recovering and grinning. 

-x-

Minutes turned to hours, and positions changed. From you eagerly arching your back, nuzzling Yunho’s cock and teasing it with kisses as Juyeon takes you from behind to you biting marks into his ass while Yunho thrusts into him, keeping his cheeks spread with a devious giggle as his fiery voice melted into airy, near shy whimpers. Or the way Yunho trembled and groaned as you bite marks into his thighs while he greedily curled his tongue deep inside of Juyeon, reaching around to stroke him and milk another orgasm from the spent feline. 

By the time the three of you are actually satiated, you lay in a pile of noodle-like limbs, dazed and happy as you gather your bearings. 

“I think,” Juyeon panted, running a hand through his sweaty locks. 

“-this is the start to a wonderful union.” Yunho finished, nosing both you and Juyeon’s hair, clearly close to dozing. You blink.

“...oh, right, the kingdom thing.” You yawn despite both of them laughing. You motion for them to follow you to your private bath, cum dribbling down your legs. 

“C’mon, my sweets. We need all the rest we can get if we are to continue our… negotiations tomorrow, yes?” You wink at them over your shoulder, smiling as they appear at your side in a flash, heading deeper into the bathroom before closing the door with a click. 

“Right, negotiations. I’m sure that’s what we can call it.” 

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[planetkiimchi]

过年 ｜肖德俊

英文标题: celebrating lunar new year. 在这里读英文版!

特色：肖德俊（小时候的朋友）和读者（冠亨的妹妹）。全部的角色都用广东话来沟通

简介 — 当他出国去韩国当一名练习生时，肖德俊完全和他的初恋，就是说你，失去联系了。今年，他回到中国领奖，顺手写了一封信，请你的哥哥冠亨传递个你。当你去见德俊，你发现一切都变了，同时什么也没变。

作者注：农历新年快乐！这是我第一次试着写一篇中文的写作（除了学校里写的作文之外）。如果我的用词不太准确，请原谅我，并告诉我怎样改正它。祝大家身体健康，一帆顺风！🧧

注2: 我一开始以为冠亨又去腾讯企业举���的奖励会，但是后来才发现是思成，德俊和锟一起去了。请你想象一下是冠亨去了，而不是思成。多谢！

如果你喜欢，请转发。

门吱吱作响，你听到某个人小心翼翼地把它锁上，听到鞋子的拖拽。你心想：现在已经是三更半夜，怎么可能会有客人来我们的家呢？你立刻走出房间，一看就发现那个“客人”竟然是你亲爱的哥哥。

“哥，你回来了！”你扑进哥哥的怀抱，开心的不得了。冠亨出国已经有大概8年多，除了农历新年，他平常会因为自己太忙，没有空回家。由于冠状疫情，他已经有三年没有回家了。

冠亨安慰地抚摸你的背，并弄乱你的头发。“没想到吧？”

你点了点头。“你是否没告诉爸妈你今天要回来？他们要是知道，一定会坚持着说要去机场接你。”

冠亨微微一笑。“是啊，我就是因为知道他们会这样，所以没有告诉他们。我这次回来，想给他们一个惊喜。”

看到那副熟悉的表情，你发现你非常想念你的哥哥。好想念他调皮、搞笑的样子，也想念他对你好的时刻。你真希望他能待更久。

“其实…” 冠亨犹豫了一下。你的心仿佛从第九十九楼落到地上，紧张的看着他。到底有什么事让他这么晚才回来？

“其实，我明天一大早就要出去了，根本没办法陪你们一起去拜年。我最近工作很忙，这次回国是为了领奖，不是放假。你帮我祝爸妈新年快乐，好吗？” 你无法隐藏自己的失落，眼泪默默的流了下来。

“嗯。”你坚定地点了点头。你对自己说：哥哥回来了，这就是一件好事。不准哭！冠亨抱了抱你一下。

“今晚我在客厅里睡，明天如果我不在了，你就知道我上班去了。”

“那… 你什么时候会回来呢？”

“暂时不知道。但我保证一旦有时间，我会第一时间回来见你，好吗？”

你举起小指。“确定吗？”

他勾着你的小指，自信地点了点头。“确定。”

—

第二天，你故意很早起床。上午三点半你就睁开眼睛，慢吞吞地坐了起来。你的房间像墨一样黑，连一丝光都没有。门外传来一阵声音，通知你你的哥哥也刚起床。你快速地换了衣服，走出房间。

冠亨不敢再用他手机的手电筒照亮他的行李，好像在找什么东西。看着他翻行李，你好奇地走过去问：“哥，你到底在找什么？”

“牙刷呀！不如呢？”

你叹了一口气。“男人真是的。这样吧，你先去一趟厕所，顺便换衣服，我帮你找牙刷，好吗？你可以用我们家的牙膏。”

“哦。”说完这一句，冠亨就带着自己的衣服走到厕所去。

你翻了白眼，很快就找到了冠亨的牙刷。他刷完牙后，整理了一下头发，收起东西准备离开。他眼睛睁得好大，仿佛刚记起一件重要的是似的。

“对了，德俊说他要给你这个。”冠亨把一份红包递给你，说：“我告诉他不用送你红包，但是他非要送，所以我也没办法，只好也送你一份。”

“嗯，请帮我跟他说声谢谢。”

“身体健康，步步高升。好好照顾自己，你听见了吗？”

“你也是，”你告诉他。明明是他经常不睡够，但他每次见到你还是会提醒你照顾好自己。冠亨一点以不知道怎么关心自己，可是���很会关心别人。

他走了之后，你迫不及待地拆开红包。但是让你好奇的并不是那笔钱，而是红包里留给你的便条。看见那既谨慎又平衡的字迹，你立刻知道边条是德俊写的那张纸上一面写着你的名字，一面写了几句话。

我终于回到中国了，想我了吧？冠亨说他会把这个红包给你，所以我相信今天应该是我们领奖的那一天。我想请你来观看颁奖仪式。请尽快去在以下的地址，看到我们的经纪人就告诉他是我邀请你来，好吗？待会儿见！

你犹豫了一会儿，但还是决定去一趟。你心想：去了也不会有什么不堪设想的后果吧？

—

你从来不知道后悔是什么。你的一生都有你自己作出来的选择，而你的哥哥经常劝你不要因为自己的选择而后悔。如果你觉得自己做了一件事后会感到后悔，那你不应该去做那件事。从此以后，你一直恪守这句座右铭。

但是当你再次见到肖德俊，你的词典好像多了 ”后悔“ 这个词语。

他的个子比你高，身材变得强壮多了。尽管如此，他灿烂的笑容和悦耳的嗓音一点也i没变。你的名字从他的嘴里落了下来，隐藏着他的害怕，有包含着一个又一个的问题。

你愣在那里，痴痴地看着他。当你回过神来，你微微一笑，想消散你和他的紧张。“德俊哥。”

“新年快乐。”

“你也是。”

“好久没见，你的变化蛮多。”

“好久没见。你… 一点也没变。” 他的脸刷红，眼睛里闪着光，一步并作两步的走向你，紧紧地拥抱着你。

这时，你突然看见哥哥的身影，立刻把德俊推开，似乎被他的触摸给烫了。

“小傻子！你怎么来了？” 你紧张地看着德俊，最像一条鱼在呼吸，一时张开，一时闭上，任何声音也没有出来。应该怎么解释呢？

“是我叫她来的。” 冠亨的眼神从你的身上换到德俊的身上，脸色突然变得非常难看。

他粗暴地抓住了德俊的衣领。“你在干嘛？”德俊把冠亨的手拉开，说：“不是那样的！我只是邀请她来看我们领奖而已。我没动她！”

冠亨火冒三丈，脸色发青，但他还是把德俊放开。“他说的是事实嘛？”

“是。哥，你别在这儿闹事，这里有太多人了。不如你们好好说出来，别打架，好吗？”

冠亨深深地吸了一口气，顶着德俊，说：“好吧。说，你在干嘛？”

“我只是要看她一眼而已。她可能是你的妹妹，但她也是我的朋友。我们都不能和家人一起过年，我请他来看我们领奖有什么错吗？”

冠亨又不是一个不讲道理的人。他知道德俊说的对，只好生气地离开。德俊不好意思地转身看你，正想道歉，但是你比他快。你拍了拍他的肩，安慰她。

“不是你的错。我哥就是那样的人。” 看见锟对你伸出来的手，你马上和他握手，介绍一下自己。

他说：“抱歉，我们现在要赶时间，一下子就轮到我们上台了，再见！”你对着他们的背后挥手。

—

当你起来，你没想到今天会变成这样的。能遇到德俊和锟，你很高兴，不要说能和他们一起吃团圆饭。但是当你坐在那圆形的桌子前，看着他们讲笑话，快乐地用餐，你发现你真的好喜欢这种场景。

锟是第一个站起来跟你告别，然后是你的哥哥。最后一个是德俊，在你的耳边轻轻地说：“当我看到你来了，我心里感到说不出来的兴奋。有时间，真希望再次和你一次过年。”

他的话让你惊讶的手足无措，只能紧紧的抱着她，一次又一次地说“谢谢”。

如果你喜欢，请转发。

#Spotify #k-labels #xiaojun #hendery #kun #wayv #nct #🪁 — my works #kpop fic #nct fic #wayv fic #xiaojun x fem!reader #xiaojun x f!reader #xiaojun x reader #wayv x fem!reader #wayv x reader #wayv x f!reader #🧧 — 过年

[markiemelon]

mint choco

genre. pure fluff ! no warnings

pairings. bff!xiaojun x fem implied! reader ♡

—{3:11pm}♡‧₊˚ ↴

“stop leaving the toilet seat up when i come over.” you stormed into the living room. “no wonder you can’t get a girlfriend…”

“yeah, says the person who hasn’t even had a first kiss yet.” he teased you.

you were quick to snap back. “well if you hadn’t insisted on tagging along on that blind date-”

you were interrupted. “i didn’t even do anything!! it was like i wasn’t even there!” he rolled his eyes.

your face turned expressionless. “xiaojun.” you blinked a couple of times. “you literally put your hand over my mouth right as he leaned in to kiss me.”

he cleared his throat awkwardly. “yeah, well… i didn’t like that guy…”

“whatever.” you dismissed the conversation.

you looked over to the boy sitting comfortably on the couch, enjoying his mint chocolate ice cream. this was a regular thing to see when you went to xiaojun’s house, but you found it to be absolutely disgusting, nonetheless.

“how can you eat that…” you took a seat next to him.

extremely offended, he raised his eyebrows while he turned his head carefully to face you, being dramatic as ever. “what did you just say to me?”

you made a sloppy gesture pointing to the dish of the green mess.

“and what about it?!” he yelled in response to your silent comment. he slammed his bowl onto the coffee table in front of him and didn’t hesitate to jump up from the couch.

you looked up at the boy who towered over you. as intimidating as he tried to seem, you couldn’t take him seriously at all. you swallowed to keep your smile from showing. “you monster!” you instigated. “it tastes like toothpaste!!”

“no.” he took a moment to breathe. “toothpaste. tastes. like. MINT.”

and that was xiaojun’s last straw.

“okay, yn. you brought this upon yourself.” he swiftly reached for his precious bowl of now half-melted mint chocolate ice cream, taking a big spoon full of it, and taking it right up to your mouth.

you squealed at the feeling of the minty mush hitting your lips. the spoon stopped against you teeth, the only thing keeping the vial flavor from reaching your tastebuds.

nearly gagging, you tried to run and wash it off, but you were held back by xiaojun locking you into his arms.

“i have to wash this off!!!” you, and your threatened tastebuds cried.

“okay, ill get it off. calm down.” he tried to sound annoyed.

relieved, you waited for xiaojun to hand you the napkin on the table. you were completely caught off guard by the feeling of xiaojun’s lips connecting with yours.

your first kiss. this is exactly what you’ve wanted. but this is not exactly how you wanted it. your head was rushing, competing with your pounding heart. you never thought you would be kissing your best friend, and not be completely hating it, but there you were. you had no idea you could think and feel so many things at once. it was soft. it was sweet. it was cold…it was minty.

xiaojun pulled away from you, his grin only growing wider and wider as your cheeks got warmer and warmer.

he admired your priceless expression. “…i cant let perfectly good mint choco go to waste…”

“what was that for?!” you blushed and wiped your mouth with the back of your palm. “you said you would get it off!!!”

“and i did!!!” he said, completely shamelessly.

“you’re disgusting!” you scoffed to distract from your pounding chest.

“but not as disgusting as mint choco, hm?” xiaojun teased.

he didn’t take his eyes off of yours while he took his time to bring his palm up to your cheek. you couldn’t believe you were seeing this side of xiaojun.

being best friends with xiaojun, you’ve had your fair share of flirting and confusing butterflies. he got you flustered all the time, but he certainly never took it this far.

but right as you hoped for this to be a romantic moment, you would find that it’s just too good to be true.

still cradling your cheek, he grazed your lips with his thumb; that’s when your fantasy shattered. he just spread ice cream all over your lips again.

“ew! get it off! get it off!” you broke the stillness in the atmosphere.

xiaojun smiled. “fine.”

this time, you anticipated his touch. he leaned in to kiss you gently one more time… and suddenly, mint choco wasn’t so bad.

this was hard to write because i love mint choco (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

hope you enjoyed xx

-🍉

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[obrell]

strawberry milkshake

i accidentally deleted this post, so now i just want to kms

photographer!xiaojun x fem!designer!reader

summary: y/n studied at the Faculty of Design at the university, where Xiaojun, the guy she hated, was in the Faculty of Photography. She didn't like him because Xiaojun was such a narcissist. Xiaojun didn't like y/n because she was annoying. They didn’t really know each other, but they already didn’t like each other. but what will happen if their mutual friend Chenle accidentally confuses the lists and they have to do a project together?

warnings: cursing, kys jokes, butt mentions (??)

<previous \\ masterlist \\ next>

3. chenle messed up, y/n and ravioli

notes: HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS !! I planned to create a blog and immediately release this work and here we are. I will be very glad if you read it, because this is my first work. sending lots of love 🫶�� :3

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@haechansbbg @minkyuncutie

#aespa #chenle #nct au #nct fanfic #nct imagines #wayv smau #xiaojun #xiaojun x reader #gidle #kep1er #nct x reader #nct texts #nct scenarios #nct u #nct fake texts #nct social media au #nct smau #wayv fake texts #wayv texts #wayv imagines #nct wayv #wayv scenarios #winwin #ningning #xiaoting #yuqi #qian kun #renjun #sicheng

[galacticseonghwa]

matching outfits i think WAYV would wear with their girlfriends

INCLUDES: wayv x gfs!, fluff, just me and my delusions visiting again, part 3/3 of nct matching outfits ‘series’ wc: tbc a/n: if yous would like a male or gender nuteral version of this please let me know! i tend to get carried away with idol x fem!reader plots/posts. but i don't want yous to be afraid to ask! 127 version & dream version are already done. ALL PICTURES I DO NOT OWN AND ARE ALL OFF PINTEREST

QIAN KUN kun will never admit to anyone but you that he actually loves having matching outfits with you. he'll put all of his energy into trying to convince his members, friends and family that you forced him to match with you. but they all know how much kun adores you and would do anything to make you happy. he's definitely the type to pick out a few outfits to ride (a motorbike) in. like this mf would go through all the trouble to even get matching bikes.

CHITTAPHON LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (TEN) now ten, he's a weird case when it comes to matching outfits. if he's not the one picking out the outfits then he's just not wearing it. however, he loves the clean and simple matching outfits when you're both out with the members, family or even friends but absolutely loves the "childish" matching outfits for when you're both lounging around together.

DONG SICHENG winwin is the type to neither hate nor love matching outfits, he only really ever agrees if it's for when you're both going somewhere fancy or a special occasion together. other than that the closest thing to a matching outfit from him is matching colours.

XIAO DEJUN xiaojun is all for it, he doesn't care why you're asking to match with him. "xiao can we wear matc-" "yes". he will NOT let you finish your sentence before he says yes and either get ready to go shopping or throwing his credit card straight at you. most of the time he'll see matching outfits in stores and whine to you about how cute it would be if you both had the outfit. he's also bragging to his members that you guys wear matching outfits and how much he loves it (and you).

HENDERY WONG he's in love with matching outfits, of any sort. he does not care. he'll beg to match if he has to. he just loves them.

LIU YANG YANG yangyang is skeptical whenever you ask to buy matching outfits, especially after you made him dress up as edward cullen and threw a bunch of glitter on him, it's safe to say sm was not very happy. but at the end of the day if it makes you happy he's willing to swallow his pride and wear whatever it is that you buy. he loves watching how happy you get when he agrees. matching outfits are very serious for you when it comes to you and yangyang.

(ofc i had to do a scream sneak for him)

#galacticseonghwa #nct #nctzen #wayv #wayv fic #qian kun #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #dong sicheng #xiao dejun #hendery wong #liu yangyang

[acescavern]

M.LIST

『WELCOME TO ACE'S CAVERN』

a (angst), f (fluff), s (smut), m (mature), c (crack/humor), v (violence)

『NCT DREAM』

↳ SCENARIO 1 - Mark Lee x gn!reader

(S)

wc; 1,073

Anon said 'imagine giving mark head when he's playing games tho' and i ran with it

↳ (NEW!) HOW YOU LOVE HIM - Mark Lee x Reader

based on an ask.

(F,S)

wc; 1,734

ask: 'thinking about taking care of mark after his schedules with warm bath and massages…started all soft until mark gets hard and it turns into a steamy bathroom sex'

↳ QUIET - Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader - College au (ft. nct dream)

(S,C)

wc; 2,329

When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents 

↳ GAME OVER - Lee Jeno x Fem!reader - College au - Add on to 'Quiet', (ft. nct dream, mentions of ten, hendery, xiaojun, johnny, jaehyun.)

(S, F, C, light A)

wc; 2,698

When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.

↳ SET ME FREE (TEASER) - Intern!Mark Lee x Mermaid!Reader - Set in the College au universe. (ft. brief mentions of nct dream, Minho from shinee is a professor) CANCELLED

(F,A,M)

wc; tbc

After managing to score an internship with a local science program, Mark soon discovers that the company he chose to work for does more harm than good. Especially, when he stumbles across the tank where you're held captive by your makers whilst trying to find the canteen. Mark sneaks in to sit with you every lunch break after that whilst he tries to devise a plan to set you free.

↳ OPERATION RIZZ - Na Jaemin x Fem!Reader - Set in the college au universe. (Ft. Yangyang, Haechan, Johnny, Jeno, and mentions of other nct members, nct dream are the friend group, the Jeno and his girlfriend mentioned are the same pairings from Quiet and Game over!)

(F,A,C)

wc; 7.8k

In an attempt to teach Donghyuck how to get a girlfriend, Jaemin helps him make a list only... that list seems awfully familiar.

『NCT 127』

(NEW!) ↳ END TO START - Soulmate!Johnny x Soulmate! reader, Taeyong x reader ( focus). ( Ft Mark, Jungwoo, Ten, Jaehyun, Taeil, Yuta. Mentions Jaemin once.)

(A,F,M)

wc; 4.9k

Taeyong had been perfectly happy to sit back and watch you and Johnny be together. However, when he starts to notice certain behaviors that are all too familiar, he finds himself unable to watch you slowly die. Just because Johnny may not love you anymore... doesn't mean Taeyong doesn't love you either.

『ATEEZ』

↳ (NEW!) Where are you, San? - San x fem! reader

(f, s, m)

wc; 4,825

Genre: Pure smut. No plot whatsoever. There is a sprinkling of fluff if you squint?

Synopsis: Your boyfriend invites you to the fancy dress party his frat are holding to celebrate the frats birthday. Only, nobody will tell you what he's dressed as. When you spend half of the party searching for him, Jongho gives away his location.. you're in for a night of fun. One question though, Do you like scary movies?

warnings: smut, smut,smut. Ghostface!San, Velma!reader. Rough sex, unprotected sex, Knife play ( WITHOUT cutting reader. The knife isn't sharp enough for skin), praise, degradation, manhandling, sex in a treehouse, reader's hands get tied, Reader has her view restricted, everything is consented, established relationship, light choking from behind?, reader gets carpet burn. I'm not sure if I've missed something.

↳ BLURB 1 - Song Mingi x gn!reader

( F )

wc; n/a

↳ PRAYER FOR HALATIA - OT8! x Fem!reader - Apocalyptic au, survival.

( A,M,V ) PT 1

multiple parts - on hold

Halatia, incorporates an appreciation for people, a love of music and the arts, and a high regard for nature, its mysteries and beauties.

#Acescavern masterlist #nct #nct dream #ateez #atz #NCT 127 #NCT U

[sluttyten]

I've been so inactive and I hate it!! I think t he last fic I read was about jaehyun and yn and they'd f in random places hahahah - can u make a post of your current updates so that i can binge over the weekend? x

Oh man lol if the fic you're talking about is one of mine, then I think you're talking about I Know a Place, and that's been quite a while, but starting with that part one of that series:

Taeil

A Little Drunk On You - friends to lovers

workplace (mis)conduct - office/ceo au

Johnny

Snowed In - threesome w/ Hendery

A Cure for Nerves - ceo/boss au

I’m Glad We Met - strangers to friends to lovers

My Everything - cuckholding & voyeurism  w/ Jaehyun

Taeyong

Last Christmas - friends to lovers

What I Need - threesome w/ Doyoung

Eros & Psyche - anonymous sex (strangers to fuckbuddies to friends to lovers)

Yuta

Going for the Gold - uni au

golden - piss kink *beware*

Kun

Oh, Baby - established relationship

Dinner & Dessert - free use/rough sex, established relationship

kinda hot though - sweat kink & public sex

Doyoung

Hungry for You - best friend’s brother au

Round&Round -  established relationship

Supervision Required - threesome w/ Jeno

What I Need - threesome w/ Taeyong

a means to an end - enemies to lovers, uni au

Ten

Like Home - non-idol au, bisexual Ten & bi reader, strangers to lovers

good hurt - pain kink

Jaehyun

I Know a Place - Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 - exhibition kink

while you were sleeping - somnophilia/sleep sex kink, friends to lovers

In Your Arms - threesome w/ Mark, bisexual Jaehyun & Mark

My Everything - cuckholding & voyeurism  w/ Johnny

WinWin

Everything Has Changed - best friends to lovers 

Babymoon - pregnancy kink

A Win-Win Situation - sugar daddy WinWin au

Jungwoo

Long Flight - strangers to lovers

ignite me - uni au

playing favorites - threesome w/ Haechan

Mark

Watch Me - voyeurism, strangers to friends to lovers

positions - breeding kink, established relationship

In Your Arms - threesome w/ Jaehyun, bisexual Jaehyun & Mark

Xiaojun

a taste of you (darling) -  bookstore au, slowburn(ish), cheesy romance

dark side of the moon - chef au, knife play

Sweet Treat - cumplay, threesome w/ Hendery

Hendery

Snowed In - threesome w/ Johnny

morally grey area - uni professor/student au

Sweet Treat - cumplay, threesome w/ Hendery

Renjun

All I Ever Wanted - best friends to lovers

annoyingly cute - coworkers to lovers

meet me on the rooftop - exhibitionist idol Renjun

Backstage - you're both idols, exhibition kink

Jeno

Just So You Know - friends to love triangle, threesome w/ Jaemin

Supervision Required - threesome w/ Doyoung

Teddy Bear - size kink

Haechan

New Territory (expedition: you) - friends to lovers, questioning sexuality

Movie Star - established relationship, sex tapes

playing favorites - threesome w/ Haechan

Jaemin

Just So You Know - friends to love triangle, threesome w/ Jaemin

quiet down - established relationship

the babygirlification of na jaemin - bottom jaemin, top fem!reader

YangYang

Guilty Pleasure Series - Guilty Pleasure || Love on the Low Low - yangyang w/ a noona kink

time out - enemies to lovers

Pillow Princess - established relationship, slightly sub!yangyang

Shotaro

kiss kiss (fall in love) Series - Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 - uni au, friends to lovers

감이 오지? (Can You Feel It) - dom!shotaro

Multiple Members

J.Crew - orgy/gangbang with Johnny, Jaehyun, Jungwoo, Jeno, and Jaemin

Love Daze - sex pollen orgy with Kun, Ten, and YangYang

Unholy Series - supernatural au w/ Yuta, Ten, WinWin, Mark, and others

Full Masterlist is right here

#asks #nct smut #nct fics #a comprehensive list of everything i've posted over the last like year and some change