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Bunny

pairing: chan x fem!reader x minho

genre: smut

sypnosis: being the main producer and the main dancer isn’t an easy task to maintain, especially not to chan and minho, who are well-known for these two roles respectively. however after seeing how worn out chan is, minho offered another way of destressing, and opted to share his bunny with him.

words: 5.1k

warning: piv, threesome, strip tease, fellatio, slight frottage, dom!chan, dom!minho, discussion of free-use, pet names (bunny, baby girl, and others), reader is referred as girlfriend and uses she/her as her pronouns, cuckolding, lower cap intended, mentions of spit and corruption, unprotected double penetration (wrap before you tap), just outright filth

extra notes: FINALLY,,,,, THE MOMENF WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR,,,,,, MY SECOND MINCHAN PIECE 😔🙏 i was so ready to scrap it but i finally did it 💆‍♀️ i hope you all enjoy it !!! i appreciate if y’all gave me feedbacks and revlog it please 🥺🙏 thank you !!!

side note (?): also im not sure if i set up a tag list or not, but i remembered someone asking to be tagged when this publish, but i can’t remember their @ :((( whoever you are please lmk

This is no way representative of the way Stray Kids act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

it was a late work hour.

everyone has packed their stuff and opted to leave to their homes and take the rests they deserve or have some quality time with their loved ones with the ounce of energy they maintain, as one should. however that wasn’t the case for the two oldest members of stray kids.

it was a conscious and coincidenental decision they both made, as they felt like they needed to do more for the group’s upcoming project.

so right now one’s tapping on the mouse whilst wearing headphones that blares out the music that he created, adjusting the vocals and beats of the songs that he make, with the help of changbin, jisung and other producers of course, whom left the studio not too long ago. meanwhile in the dance studio, one’s stepping and moving his body in ways not many can achieve, following beautifully along with the music that is planned to be released sometime soon.

both of them were rightfully exhausted from the mountainous of work they’re putting themselves through. both chan and minho turned off the music in their respective rooms as they both packed up their things to leave the building. intially, chan’s plan was to just simply just take a shower, he knew he needed it after a long hard word day, and maybe start working out and write another song he has in mind— his insomnia will never give him a break. minho has planned to do the same thing as well but he also wants to spend time with her…

his bunny.

he had texted her prior to get ready before he arrives, because he knew he wasn’t going to sleep almost instantly. once he heard a ding on his phone, he picked it up from his pocket and looked down at the notification.

it was from y/n.

he opened up the message and smirked at what he saw on the screen. her being sat on the ground with a baggy white button down shirt on, more than likely to his white shirt, with one sleeve slumped over that exposes her lacey black bra. she pouted into the camera as you showcased the most feign innocent eyes to him. she looked too cute in the picture, he thought, he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.

being too indulged into the picture and responding back with a simple “i’m on my way,” to his quote-on-quote bunny, he ended up bumping into someone making him twist his body to whoeverhe had impacted.

“hey, watch where you’re go—” he nearly scolded at whoever he had just hit, assuming it was a trainee or a staff member—maybe even his boss—, until he recognized the big black hoodie and mop of dyed curly hair, “oh, hey bang chan, i didn’t see you there,” he spoke softly, more apologetically even. but chan seems to be unphased with minho’s impact or his near chastisement, as he only tiredly smiled at the younger man in front of him, “don’t worry about it.”

minho couldn’t help but observed the man in front of him, eyeing his face mainly. he looked matte dry, skin looking whiter than the walls that surround them, a reddish purple halo forming around his hooded eyes, had it not for his odd habit of applying chapsticks every five seconds, minho would mistaken him for a walking dead. this man was the epitome of exhaustion in human form.

“jesus, man, you look like shit,” minho bluntly spoke, making chan scratch his neck in abashment.

”well, thats a great way to boost my already damaged self-esteem, thanks,” chan responded back, sarcasm was present in his tone but awareness was very present as well.

minho knew that chan puts himself in so much work, so much that he puts his own health and sleep in jeopardy, which minho finds very ironic and hypocritical, since he‘s the one who would often tell the boys and stays to take care of themselves and put their healths first over everything. but nevertheless, he can still see the man slowly deteriorating.

”no, but for real, man, you need to rest,” minho said, concern laced in his tone, which chan just shook his head and flail his hand up and down, “nah, don’t worry about it, i’m not that tired.”

minho was not convinced that from the inside out that chan was not stressed or worn out, but he had to take his word for it. its one thing minho learned from past experience; is to not test chan and anger him, the patient and quite ones are always the scariest when mad afterall— so much so, even minho himself, who does not get intimidated by others easily, fears him. however, minho still felt like he had to intervene and think fast before chan would go do something that will debilitate him physically, and maybe mentally.

“well, i have an idea, why don’t you come with me, yeah?“ minho suggested, making chan furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

minho has no idea what has gotten into him, but he knew he had to improvise in ord to help his friend out. he is hesitant to do what he’s doing, but he still thinks that chan might need it.

bemused, chan replied, “isn‘t your girlfriend at home waiting for you? i thought you had plans,”

meanwhile minho’s relationship was private and secretive to the public, his bandmates still very well know of her existence and have interacted with her from time to time, and chan was no exception of that. chan has met her a couple of times and he sense nothing but good vibes from her, and he trusts her with taking care of minho. and he especially knows that she and minho are preoccupied this evening, so it was odd for minho to just invite him on the day she and him were supposed to hang out.

“well, yeah, but i’m sure she’s gonna be fine with that,” minho responded with a shrug, almost like he doesn’t get why chan would mention it in the first place. but chan didn’t buy it that easily, he didn’t ruin your presumed long awaited plan you two had, so he politely declined.

”sorry, man, i’d love to come over, but i don’t wanna get in the way.”

minho flailed his arm as he wrapped his arm around his friend’s shoulder, “chan, trust me, y/n and i had this day planned for us to relieve our stress, i’m offering you to join along because i think you needed it the most.”

minho’s word sounded more convincing than he previously was. chan was under the impression that you two had a late night dinner or something along the lines of that, based on the way he worded it at least. but still, chan didn’t budge just yet.

”i don’t know, lino,” chan seemed very hesitant with minho’s request. part of him wants to accept his offer and wonder what it is that you two do to relax, and also his place wasn’t far so it wouldn’t hurt to stop by and rest a little bit. however, there’s this part of him where he feels guilty for getting into the way of a very intimate moment between the two of you, despite the fact minho offered him to come in anyway.

minho just looked at chan blankly and shrugged with a sigh, “i’m just saying, i think you might want to come in and join us for tonight” his voice was very dark and raspy, almost seductive even. something about minho’s tone and attitude just now sent chan into alarmed mode.

what does he mean by that?

chan thought to himself as he looked at the boy with wide eyes and confusion, with minho smiling menacingly and nudged chan’s shoulder, pulling him closer to his side as they started walking,

“let’s go… i think y/n would be pleased to see you”

“i regret this already” chan thought to him, walking behind minho.

as soon as they were going up the stair to his complex—upon chan’s request—, minho was smirking all along, making chan even more suspicious, slowly regretting for accepting his offer. ”minho, i don’t know what you are planning, but you‘re freaking me out,” chan finally proclaimed as they arrived at the door of his apartment.

minho sighs as he turned to chan, his hands on both of his shoulders, and shook him slightly, “look, y/n and i have a mini surprise for you, sure it maybe last minute, but i know it’ll be a worthwhile for you,” he got closer to his ears to whisper, “i know this is something you’ve always wanted.”

chan froze in his place, as minho backed away from him, one of his corner of his lips perked up in a half smile before turning around to open up the door. chan‘s face flushed at his words, he wants to say he is clueless about minho’s words but for some reason he can see the dots being connceted, and is nervous to whats become.

“bunny?…” minho called out before turning back to chan, his head tiled to the direction of his house, signaling him to come in, “c’mon, don’t be shy.”

chan gulped before walking into the house. it was slightly dimmed, the living room window showcased the night of seoul with the lights of the skyscrapers from a distance sprinkling along the dark city, meanwhile the lamp in the corner tried its best to illuminate the room slightly.

“y/n? where are you, baby? i’ve got channie with me,” minho called out, almost softly, which weirded out chan a bit. minho was always known to be slightly impetuous and hotheaded, so seeing him being all soft and gentle was a rare sight to see—and creeped chan out. minho offered chan to sit on the sofa as they both waited for you to come out.

the silence and wait was getting tensed by the second, minho‘s nonchalant leg cross as his fingers tapped on the armchair patiently was contrasting chan’s anxious shakey legs, and lip bite. the calm man took notice of his apprehensive friend, as he just snickered at him, “dude, relax, its not like y/n is coming with a knife and kill you.”

before chan would retort back and tell him that what he said wasn’t funny, his head snapped to the direction of the hallway, where he heard a door opening and footsteps. minho and chan knew who was coming up, but minho got up with a smile as the walking figure came out of the hallways, simultaneously chan‘s bitten lips escaped out of its mouth as his mouth was open agape.

it was y/n.

it was y/n in a way chan has never thought of seeing her in flesh like that. she walked out in a simple robe, her hair neatly made yet not too much styling, her skin naturally bare with only an addition of mascara, light blush and lipgloss. she looked at minho with a smile as he approached her, “hey, bunny,” he softly spoke before he wrapped his arm her waist and planted a lip-lock kiss.

feeling like a third-wheel, chan just shook his head and looked away, wondering to himself, “what the fuck is going on?!”

when minho pulled away, he leaned in to whisper, but the action was seeming to be irrelevant because it was still loud enough that chan is capable of hearing what he is saying, “you know what to do, take care of channie for me.”

sealing off the words with an encouraging forehead kiss and light smack in her behind. this whole time you and chan maintained eye contact through the reflection of the window. minho suddenly disappears into the hallway while she just walked over to chan, his head still facing away from her, but his eyes are still on you through the reflection.

once she stood in front of chan, he turned around and looked up at her. as clueless and guilty as he feels for thinking like this, she looked so angelic with the way she stood in front of him, leaning down to him and smiling to him. her face glowed perfectly up close, the robe slightly slumped down, giving him a view of her cleavage and her black bra. his ears burned red the more her face got closer to him, gulping with every closing inch. he shouldn’t feel like this, that’s his friend’s girlfriend in front of him, but he cannot help it.

she looked so enchanting…

”hey, channie,” she chuckled, scrunching up her face with a smile. she looks so innocent, but yet her hands roaming around chan’s legs were the complete opposite.

“uh-uh… hey y/n…”

chan gets flustered by the second as he follows her every move, her leaning back slightly just to push him back into the sofa and straddling his lap. she only giggled as her hooded eyes looked down at him, meanwhile chan’s red ears started to spread through his face, his hands float around her figure, unsure if he should touch her. chan turned to see minho’s whereabouts, only to feel a fingertip in his chin and turned his head to the girl sitting on his lap.

“it’s okay, channie, minho told me that you were stressed,” her eyes sparkled in pretend innocence, and her hands just rubbed up and down his shoulders, squeezing from time to time, “i am here to take care of you… is that okay?”

chan was very hesitant at the request, but considering how far this has been going—and how god damn adorable she looked with her crotch placed an inch closer to his almost throbbing cock—he didn’t have the guts to decline, not to a face like her’s.

he sighs through his nose, and nodded, “make me feel good.”

a response that satisfied the girl sat on top of him, she started to get closer and pressed her body to his, sensing her body heat on his hoodie covered torso. she placed her lips on his, escaped moans from both of you but capturing it in their entangled tongues. her hips got in contact with chan’s sweatpants cladded semi-hard length and began grinding on it, cause both to shudder in the movement.

she giggled at the sensation, whilst chan only giggled back in nervousness, before she started to attach her lips into his jaw and neck before grazing it, making him hiss at the pleasuring feeling. even though he would be a liar if he claims that whatever is happening right now is not pleasant to him—quiet the contrary, he’s loving every second of it—, his confusion has never left his head and is still very much resides in his head rent free.

”y’know, channie,” her voice interrupted chan’s near self-doubt thinking, still grinding on him. her voice was breathy and mainly consisted of gasping cuss words due to the feeling of your covered heat rubbing against chan’s cock. chan can sense his cock was getting harder and harder by the second the more she grinded on it, and he was letting out little grunts on the way as he looked up at her.

”i’ve always wanted to do this,” she sighed before speaking, biting her lips as to not get overwhelmed by the stimulation. chan’s eyes squinted yet his head tilted in a questioning matter.

“w-what do you mean?” he stuttered as his hands flailing around, not knowing where to put it.

she bit her lips as she exhaled through her nose, “i talk about you a lot… with... minho and how… i want you and him to… fuck—”

“i want you two to ruin me…”

her words were broken in breaths and moans due to the stimulation and her slight increase of hip movements yet chan, despite being pleasured as well, heard her very well, and to say it shocked him would be an understatement.

he always saw her as a sweet girl, and would admit that she’s very attractive physically, intellectually and personality wise. but he had still lowered his gaze when she’s around and maintained showing respect to her. not only because she’s his friend’s girlfriend, its just sheer basic decency really, he thought to himself. so the fact that she confessed her dirty sin to him as she is rutting herself against him made him feel differently towards her. almost like the guilt he had had shifted something else, something more sinister.

chan only looked up to her with a smirk, eyes suddenly darkened, arms snaked around her waist, pulling her in for a kiss abruptly. her moans were on his tongue as he tasted her mouth, wine and cherries were very present in her mouth creating a bittersweet flavoring for the kiss.

Through her lips, chan whispered, “so minho’s bunny been thinking of other men, huh?” she whimpered at the nickname that sort of held a humiliating meaning to it,

“what a naughty girl.”

his coos were demeaning to her and it shows through her pout and her hips moving faster, making chan breathe heavily at her pathetic moves. chan held her hips for her to stop, which let her whine at the lack of friction. she can sense chan’s length underneath, albeit clothed on both sides, she can sense his girth just placed in her folds. his girth is slightly less than minho’s but chan can definitely beat him in terms of length however.

chan looked up and down on her, from her pretty face, to her black brastrap that sits on her glowing shoulder, to her robe that is tied loosely on her waist. she looked so radiant on top of him, with her bottom lip tugged in her teeth and her eyes sparkling at him, silently begging for him to do something.

before he could give a command, he suddenly heard an affirmative “strip for him,” from the right side of the living room, making both heads twist to the source of the voice.

minho stands with his arms observing both of the figures in front of him with a blank expression. chan was taken aback by his presence and couldn’t help but carry this tiny ounce of guilt for touching his girlfriend. however, it was only tiny because a great majority of his inner guts were exhilirated excitement over how he can make someone else’s muse weak for him.

it’s almost like a profound taboo fetish, he does feel bad for having it in him and doesn’t really want minho’s girlfriend by any means, but just the sheer thought that he can make her all excited and wet for him and it wasn’t by minho, which he is seeing. something about the significant other looking at his partner getting fucked by someone else aroused him.

its like minho read his mind when he uttered what he uttered, which sort of ticked off chan, but he later turned his head back to the sudden light feeling of the air straddling him instead of the girl in front of him. she was looking at minho, almost like she wanted approval from him, to which he only silently nodded back and sat down in the armrest, crossing his legs and arms, observing both of them.

she looked back into chan’s darkened gaze, suddenly feeling the intimidation coursing through her veins. this was different from the gentle and kind chan she always knew, he looked like a predator ready to hunt it’s prey. she looked back at minho, and his gaze wasn’t any different from chan, if anything it was perhaps much more dimmer than what chan carries, but the only difference is that it carried a slight encouragement in his eyes.

he only tilted his head to chan’s direction before her eyes landed back on chan once again and her shaky hands reached the ribbon that wrapped around her waist that kept the robe concealing her body. chan’s eyes traveled with her the direction of her hands disrobing herself with her pulling the loose bow-tied ribbon, allowing the robe loosing in a parallel form exposing just the center part of her body.

she shrugged her shoulders as she slowly lets the robe fall off of her glowing body, showcasing that black lingerie that was hiding from both men, thanks to the fabric earlier. however, despite her not being fully bare, the undergarments left little to the imagination as the bra was sheer to the point that chan can distinguish her nipples very clearly from his view, and her underwear was a laced thong that showcased more of her than what it should be.

chan‘s breath was unsteady, his pale face turned flush, fingers gripped the cushions in a firm manner, as his erection was getting more sore by the second, while minho was contrasting the older man’s appearance; he was calm and collected, you could say he was unbothered if it also wasn’t for his pop up stand in between his legs.

she maintained eye contact with chan as she got closer to him once again. instead of straddling him like last time, she sat on her knees in front of him, her hands pushed his muscular legs apart before getting to the belt lace of the sweatpants and untying it. chan could only anticipate as her movements were agonizingly slow, she sees how his cock twitched as the two seperated laces created an emphasis on his cock, making her smirk menacingly.

”get on with it,” chan groggily whispered as she finally held the top of his pants, along with his boxer, before she pulled it off his hips. his length finally sprung open as it exposed into the cold air and hit his stomach, making him groan in contact. her mouth watered at the scenery, while minho raised his eyebrows in mild surprise at what the leader carried. it was impressive and a pleasant sight to say the least.

however chan suddenly went back to his flustered state, suddenly finding the urge to pull up his pants, that is until she began to tongue kiss the lower shaft, making him jump and let it out a short moan. she kissed up his cock up to his tip, licking the tip slightly, making him throw his back and elicit more moans. she could taste his pre-cum through the slit as she finally inserted her mouth down his cock, the warmth of her mouth and throat made chan shudder and his mouth agap, especially when she started to bob her head.

chan would occasionally buck his hips upwards, resulting in her gagging at the sudden movement, as he pants at how she was taking all of him in her mouth. his eyes cracked open, darting slightly downwards to look at her head moving in a up and down movement.

his eyes were on her and the way she would look up at chan occasionally as a way of saying “does that feel good?” through her feigned-innocent eyes, in contrast to her wet, clenched core.

minho began taking in the sight, he may seem unbothered but he started to feel himself getting hard by the sight. his hand involuntarily started to roam downwards where his cock is located, and had the urge to palm himself right there but he can’t give in just yet, he thought.

”stop.”

she stopped her motion as chan groaned at her paused, ruining his surge of cum that was ready to spill all over her mouth. minho commanded with an expressionless face, as he got up closer to the pair. he pulled her out by the hair, giving chan a look at her messed up face. her face was smeared with her non-waterproof mascara tears—that she may or may not have worn on purpose—as well as how her chin was glistening with spit coating it. she looked like a hot mess, with the emphasis on the hot, at least to the two men.

“you like what you see, huh?” minho teased chan, as he slightly shook his girlfriend head by tugging on her hair, making her whine softly. chan could only gulp and blush as everything was crashing down on him. there was this sense of humiliation that comes with this whole ordeal, but it wasn’t like chan was opposed to. if anything, he seems to be more aroused than he was a few minutes ago.

but he wasn’t going to submit to minho, not at all. instead he only looked back at y/n. she’s only breathing heavily while she gave a feign innocent look mixed with desperate to chan, waiting for him to give her something to do. he darkly smirked, which mirrored minho’s, looking at and getting closer to her.

”i think this bunny of yours wants be fucked by us at the same time,”

that statement made minho raise his eyebrows in amusement, while her eyes were widened as she clenched herself around the air.

”is that so?” minho tilted her head to him, and asked, “is that what you want?”

she could only nod at him with desparation, “uh-ha, please do, i want two cocks in me,” the way it spilled out her mouth was pure filth; exactly how both men liked it.

minho let go of her hair and started to strip, “ride him,” he commanded to her as she did as told, while she was getting up and removing her undergarments, chan was discarding away his clothes out of his body. the three of them are now fully nude, with y/n started with her first move. she laid chan horizontally, letting his head lay on the pillow covered armrest, that he placed himself.

she got on top of him as she aligned her wet slit across his hard cock before slowly inserting and stretching herself out, making him hiss and her whine at the sensation. she was used to minho’s cock before this and, although the thickness was familiar, the more she got lower on chan, the more she elicits more whiney noises. she adjusted to him before she started to slowly lift her hips up, assuming that she was giving minho a view he’s seeing.

unexpetedly, however, she began feeling another stretch from behind making her moan even louder as she threw her head back and landing on a shoulder. minho snuck up behind her while she was adjusting to chan’s length, and when she lifted her hips, that was his cue to insert himself in her other hole.

“move,” this time chan was the one who commanded, but she didn’t follow through immediately as she was overwhelmed by the new sensation of dual pressure. she suddenly felt a smack on her ass, making her jump and moan, turning around to see a sinister blank faced minho, “you heard the man…”

and there, she started to move up and down on the two cocks, making the three elicit loud moans. it looked almost pornographic with the noises, the position, the way the two men gripped at the girl’s body—especially with how chan was holding her hips and minho was holding her chest—, the overall mood was just arousal, as well as the stench.

“fuck bunny you take daddy’s cock so well,” it seems as though chan was thinking out loud while he lets out a lot of elaborate yet hot statements that made her whine out as she rolled her hips more, and thus creating a domino effect as minho��along with chan—groaned with her movements.

the action proceeded for a bit until chan started to proclaim through his groans and heavy breathing that was he was close, along with minho. at that point, she began bouncing on the two cocks, helping them to reach their orgasm faster. chan wanted her to follow along with them, so he began to stimulate her clit with the flicks of his fingers. it’s almost like as if chan telepathically spoke to minho, as he began massaging the girl’s nipples, making her yelp as her thrusts started to become sloppy.

and after a few more thrusts, the three have reached their cloud nine, leaving them breathless and overwhelmed, yet overjoyed, by the new experience. they all just collapsed, with her on top of chan and minho on the backrest of the couch, all three trying to catch their breaths.

after a few minutes of attempting to get back to reality, minho was first to sober up as he got up, holding the girl’s waist as he pulled away from her, making both groan. he could his and chan’s cum seeped through her hole, which caused him to smirk at the sight.

he tapped her side, “baby?“

“hm?”

“you need to get up, you need to clean up as well and i’m sure channie here wants to get cleaned up as well.”

she only nodded and got herself off of chan. chan still laid there in disbelief, not sure if what he experienced was a dream or reality. he was snapped back to reality after he felt a pillow getting thrown at his face.

“hey, mr. i like to get called daddy, get up and wash up, we don’t want you getting infections,” minho rolled his eyes, teasing him with that nickname, making chan blush. minho tilted his head to the direction of the hallway, “the guest bathroom is right at the end of the hallway…”

minho paused before saying, “unless if you want to join us,” giving him a suggestive look.

chan could only look at minho with squinted eyes, only for minho to respond back in feign offense, “oh don’t act like we haven’t just rubbed balls just now… but it’s up to you to join or not,”

and with that weird statement, minho disappea into the hallway to the bathroom, presumably where y/n’s at. chan remained in the couch for a bit, still processing what had happended.

his guilt earlier has drifted and it switched to suddenly excitement, making him laugh at the realization. although, he isn’t sure if he would do this again, but there’s this two things for sure…

he would want to thank minho for this moment… and he really did just rubbed balls with him.

#lee know smut #bang chan smut #minchan smut #my favs #fav

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choixlia · 24 days ago

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this is one of my favs

— bunny

pairing: minho x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers, neighbours!au. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 7.2k

summary: after leaving your toxic relationship, you and your bunny are completely alone in the world—until your soft spoken neighbour slowly brings down your walls.

a/n: reached 1k since i last posted. thank you for following, i appreciate you. this is my longest yet, i really hope you like it.

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#stray kids smut #lee know smut #skz smut #my favs #fav

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choixlia · 24 days ago

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THE LEVEL OF ACCURACY OMGGCHGJ EVERYONE NEEDS TO WATCH THIS

What do you think would be Stray Kids’ favorite positions (maybe with link????)

⋆. 𐙚 ˚Stray Kids' fav positions

Chan - Reversed cowgirl

He loves grabbing you by your hip. He always does what you want and how you want it. And you love riding him, so he loves it, too.

Minho - The woman on top

Even if it's cowgirl or woman on top, Minho loves it. He loves gripping on to your ass while he thrusts in to you like crazy.

Changbin - Eagle

He's obsessed with this pose. He loves it when he can do it in anal sex. Just grabbing onto your hips to keep you in place...

Hyunjin - Cowgirl

You love to ride him, and he loves it when you ride him, too. Especially when he can make out with you while that, or when he can suck on your tits.

Jisung - Doggy style

Maybe he looks innocent, but damn. When it comes to this position, he loses his mind. When he's about to cum, he buries himself deep inside you and finishes in you.

Felix - Bend over

He loves your ass a lot, so when you bend over for him... He loses everything and he just wants to fuck you so good.

Seungmin - Back Seat Driver

He thinks it's a kind of dominance of you as you bounce up and down on him. He finds it hot and attractive; he always cums first.

Jeongin - Edging

He loves nothing, but when you edge him... You guys have normal sex, too, but he goes crazy by your edging skills...

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if i made any mistake, like i named the positions wrong, tell me in the comment section and i'll fix it!

by the way, if you liked it, don't forget to like, reblog and comment your experiences. have a nice day! ♡

#🌽#twt links #skz smut #stray kids smut #my favs #fav

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choixlia · 25 days ago

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OH MY GODDDDKFKD

𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - frat au!lee minho & yang jeongin x fem!reader

wc: 3.4k

cw: some boy x boy action/poly dynamics, watersports, pwp but with the tiniest inkling of plot, minho and jeongin are wearing saltburn-esque costumes, SMUT MDNI

a/n: return to writing possibly with this commission for @leeknow-thoughts that is actually just filth.. probably the filthiest thing i've ever written. THIS CONTAINS PISS !! so please be warned!! if you don't like it, don't read it :)

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sw: not quite detailed but all 3 characters are tipsy/slightly intoxicated, pain play, nipple play, mommy/daddy kink, bunny reader as in she’s dressed as a bunny, eiffel tower, face fucking, threesome,

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“they’re staring again.”

seungmin speaks as if it’s fact, truth, sworn by the gods, and maybe it is. his hands come to fix the bunny ears perched on your head, perfectly folding one ear, before they slide down and rest on your shoulders.

“go and talk to them.”

“no,” you say, determined, because you’ll be damned if you’re starting a conversation with them first. minho and jeongin look at you every damn party. the two football players are practically fixated on you, despite the fact that you’ve barely said a few words to eachother, and jisung’s new years bash was obviously not going to be any different. “they’re not staring. maybe they’re just… lost in thought. dissociating.”

except when you look at them, across the living room of the frat’s way too large house, they are looking directly at you. jeongin’s white tank top is tight on his body, and you have to force yourself not to stare. both him and minho are dressed in some saltburn-esque costumes tonight; jeongin’s got two golden wings encasing his body, and minho’s wearing two horns on his head to match, blazer open and displaying an expanse of milky skin across his chest and stomach. jeongin leans over to say something to minho, and you see his tummy quiver as he laughs.

you’re trying not to look at minho altogether, actually. his eyes narrow upon seeing you returning his stare, and he licks his lips, predatory. realistically, you’ve never wanted anything more than you want those two men, and your fantasies actually tend to go a lot further than people would think. perhaps they even delve into the realm of something domestic, your thoughts even revolving around a relationship between the three of you, but you’d never admit that.

“i’m not watching you play a sexy little game of cat and mouse all night,” seungmin huffs, rolling his eyes, but you know he’s invested. if anything did happen, he’d beg for the details. “frat boys don’t get lost in thought. i don’t think they have the capacity to think.”

the baseball jersey on his back swamps his frame and billows as he walks away to find a drink, before you can protest that seungmin is a frat boy himself. you’re left with your own company and whatever concoction felix handed to you when you walked in.

you turn back to stare. you sip the drink and stare at the emptiness of the room. minho and jeongin are gone. you hear the distant laughter of the other frat boys in a different room, but you can't bring yourself to envy them. you take a deep breath and remind yourself that you can make your own way, without giving into the temptation of those two football players.

it’s all looking good until you turn to find seungmin, and jeongin is suddenly in front of you, eyes fixated upon your figure. it makes you jump, and the presence of another body behind you encroaches into your personal space.

“are you finally going to come to bed with us tonight?” minho’s tone is level, firm. you bristle like a frightened cat, body seizing up, hand tightening on your glass. his hand comes up to grip your jaw, forcing you to turn and look at him. the horns on his head make him look devilish, sinful. his lips stretch into a smile, but it’s fake. “don’t be scared of me, little bunny. i’m not going to hurt you.”

“he will,” jeongin’s at your front all of a sudden, that damned tank top highlighting everything you’re trying hard not to look at. two golden wings encompass you, sheltering you into this little bubble of you, jeongin and minho, unable to see anything beyond two firm bodies. jeongin smirks, tongue licking over his teeth. it’s awfully predatory, and you do feel like a little bunny - except you’re caught between two big bad wolves. he knows you feel cornered. it was his plan, if anything. “i’ll hurt you too, if that’s what you want?”

god, yes. you do. the acts of dominance have your thighs squeezing together, and you lick your lips before gulping nervously.

“it’s. uh- you’re-”

jeongin raises his eyebrows. he looks at you, then to minho, then smiles, scrunching his nose.

“don’t be nervous,” he murmurs, hand smoothing down the side of your skimpy little bodysuit. you’re feeling quite exposed, legs clad in fishnets and stupid bunny tail perched above your ass - minho squeezes it as if to remind you that it’s there. “it’s just us. you do want us, right?”

you’re fumbling the moment. minho’s quiet for now, but you hear him hum, questioning. you have to will yourself to speak, to admit that yeah, you have been staring back for so damn long and yes, you do want them.

“sometimes i want you so bad it hurts.”

“then it’s settled, bunny. you’ll meet us upstairs in five?” jeongin’s thumb swipes over your bottom lip, and you bounce in your sneakers, way too excited. is this real? is this actually happening? you realise he’s waiting for a response, an expectant expression crossing his face, and you nod.

“i’ll meet you upstairs in five.”

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as soon as the bedroom door shuts minho’s got you pinned against the wall. you assumed he’d be the one taking control, and you hear jeongin walk over to the double bed in the middle of the room. he’s fumbling with the sheets, but you can’t hear anything over the sound of your ears ringing - minho presses his lips to yours, chaste and sweet.

“let me know if i’m going too fast,” another kiss, this time a little longer. you chase his lips with yours when he pulls away, and he giggles softly, eyes scrunching with his smile. one of his hands comes down to squeeze your bunny tail again. “we don’t have to do anything at all. we can just talk, get to know eachother-”

whether it’s the liquid courage in your blood or not, you kiss him again, murmuring against his mouth. “i want you both. i’ve wanted you both for so long, you have to have known.”

jeongin is next to you again, kissing your neck. you’re too involved with minho to notice, finally, finally getting to kiss him properly, tongue darting into his mouth. he lets you, but as soon as it gets overeager, he’s pinning you back to dominate your lips again. his lips are thick, domineering, and the presence of jeongin’s breath on your skin ensures that you don’t forget that you’re inbetween your two dream men.

when minho pulls away with a sharp nip to your bottom lip, you’re gasping. “you- you guys want me too?”

“we made that clear,” jeongin grunts. minho’s horns tickle your neck when he leans down to bite at your collarbone. you’re too exposed, despite being clothed, and you allow jeongin to coax you both over to the bed. you think this is jeongin’s room, judging by the weed paraphernalia on his dresser and the pictures of him and minho on the wall. it almost feels a little invasive to be in here, only knowing what seungmin has told you about the two, but they seem to be along the lines of fuck now, think later.

once you reach the bed, the motions are blurry. jeongin sprawls across his sheets, long limbs splayed and erection way too prominent in his black jeans, and minho pushes you onto the mattress. he’s rougher yet clearly the one in control, and it makes you worry for what jeongin’s got in store. the latter pulls you by the waist on top of him, settling you right over his erection, and minho’s behind you again. you realise he likes to be behind you, and whether or not that’s to keep his view of your ass, you’re unsure - but he leans down and nips at the exposed skin of your asscheek, making you jolt with a squeal, landing fully on top of jeongin this time.

the elder of the two is speaking before you can recollect yourself. “i mean, there’s obviously a connection here, right?” minho murmurs, one digit hooking under the strap of your black bodysuit. he drags it down your shoulder, and jeongin’s eyes follow it, his body shuffling beneath you. “we stare at you. you stare back. we know you talk about us. we want each other.”

“w-we do,” you grind on jeongin’s bulge. his blush spreads to his neck, bright pink, displaying his arousal. his jeans are tight on his crotch and it looks painful - you want to rid him of his confines, but minho’s little fingers finally pull your bodysuit cup down and tweak your nipple. you’re braless underneath the bodysuit - there was no other way - and the cold air has your back arching.

jeongin’s hands are insistent. with still-wet lips, his fingers reach down to unclip your bodysuit, and he’s quickly ripping your fishnets open to get to your core. you’re jostled around on top of him, and minho’s fingertips are rough over both of your nipples.

“what will you let us do to you?” jeongin questions. his breath is heavy, and he finally manages to shove your underwear out of the way. it’s messy, too fast, but your pussy is accepting when he slides two long fingers into your hole. you whine at the intrusion, and minho’s thumbnail scrapes over your areola, causing ripples of pain to make you shout. “can we do anything we want to you?”

“a-anything, you can do anything,” moaning, you will yourself to speak, and it doesn’t cross your mind that they might really take you up on it. minho’s teeth sink into your neck, and his hands move to rip your bodysuit off of your head. once you’re naked, save for the ripped fishnets and panties shoved to the side, jeongin finally starts to move his fingers inside of you. the feeling drives you insane, the way he’s so deep it has your thighs trembling around his hips, and minho groans at the sight.

“anything? really?” he begins, and you want to take it back, but his fingers pinch your clit. your thighs clench sharply around jeongin, and you can’t help but keen. “what if mommy and daddy wanted to piss on you, baby, huh? is that still okay?”

mommy and daddy? your head spins.

“f-fuck, minho, oh my god,” you clench your eyes shut, hand gripping jeongin’s wrist. minho’s hands move back to your tits, jiggling the flesh in his hands before pinching down on your nipples to the point you’re wailing, hips bucking into jeongin. his fingers speed up. they want an answer. “yes! yes, you can, iyennie, daddy, you can piss on me. mommy, you too, i’m yours, i’m your bunny.”

“lean forward,” minho instructs, so you do. your tits are level with jeongin’s face and he leans up to suck on a nipple blindly, cheeks crimson. his fingers still pump inside of you, but his wrist is shoved away by minho, who presses the blunt tip of his cock against your hole as soon as it’s empty. it’s all too fast, too intense, but you moan and reach back to spread your asscheeks for him regardless. minho groans. “fuck, i can’t wait. i’m gonna piss inside you, dirty little bunny. are you gonna take it for me?”

“i-i’ll take it, i’ll take it,” you babble, and your eyes settle on jeongin. his hair is mussed, and you use it to pull his head back, facing you. you catch his lips with yours before minho pushes in, and you whine at the stretch. it’s too much, even with jeongin’s fingers inside of you stretching you beforehand, and you wish you’d caught sight of his cock before. you’ll just have to hope this happens again. “iyennie, daddy, will you- will you do it too?”

“i’m not fuckin’ you this time, bunny, minho-hyung said so,” jeongin says quietly, and he sounds almost embarrassed. you realise it was all planned out at the same time minho starts moving, cock thrusting into you steadily, and you can only moan incoherently. jeongin coos, fingers repositioning your bunny ears as they start to jostle out of place. “‘s that nice? it’s big, right?”

“s-so big, so big, mommy-”

“pussy’s so fucking wet,” minho groans, and you just about manage to turn to see him. jeongin helps you, hand positioned on your jaw, and you catch sight of minho fucking his cock inside of you. his pubes are already wet with your essence, and once his eyes see you looking back at him, those bunny teeth bite into his bottom lip sharply. “you want it? i’m gonna piss inside y-you, bun, you want it deep?”

“feels so good inside, bunny, minho-hyung did it to me before,” jeongin’s whispering, but you can hear him clearly, and the realisation that they’ve fucked before is enough to do you in. your pussy clenches down, and you’re cumming before you can think about it, hole creaming over minho’s thick, thick cock. minho chuckles victoriously, and jeongin groans, shoving you down by your shoulders to wrench himself out from underneath you. he unbuttons his jeans and shoves them down to his thighs, tugging his cock out from his boxers to pump his shaft to the sight of you and minho together. minho fucks you harder once jeongin’s pulled his cock out, not unnoticed by you. “i-is that hot? that we’ve fucked before?”

“y-yes! god, i wanna- i wanna watch it, and- and i wanna play, too, all the time, will you let me? will you- fuck, mommy, daddy, mommy, please piss inside my p-pussy!”

“dirty bitch,” minho mumbles, palm smacking your ass. “daddy, fuck her mouth. keep her quiet.”

jeongin’s hand tightens around the base of his shaft, and he forces it past your lips. you open your mouth obediently and let him inside, mouth stretching around his girth. minho thrusts once, twice, and then he’s pressing in deep to let go - you feel the wetness of his piss inside of you, and you groan around jeongin, encouraging him to fuck into your mouth steadily. he only fucks inside a few times before he’s groaning and pulling out with a hiss.

“m-maybe i’ll- hyung, can i? i need to go too, i wanna- on her tits, hyung, can i?”

“yeah, fuck- let me fucking see it, iyennie. show hyung.”

you’re wrenched upwards again by minho’s fist in your hair, forced to take his cock while he pulls your back against his chest. it’s deep, so overwhelming that all you can do is cry out and take, take, take, your pussy squelching with the mess. you pray for jeongin’s sheets, especially when he aims his cockhead at your tits and finally lets go, cock spurting piss over your skin.

you can feel minho’s gaze burning, his hand coming up to rub the liquid into you, pinching your nipples on the way. you’re fully limp, head floaty and still so fucking horny. minho fucks into you, rough and debauched, and then you’re empty, falling forward if not for jeongin holding you up.

“i’m gonna cum- oh fuck, oh fuck, i’m gonna cum, bunny, stay still,” minho’s cock is drenched from your pussy and the liquid he filled you with, and you want to suck it, but you’re wrenched backwards by your hair. minho pumps his cock erratically, thick shaft filling his small hand until he releases all over your tits. you feel like a mess, debauched, and jeongin’s moaning so loud you know that if the music was any quieter everyone would know what you three are up to.

jeongin fucks into his fist again, and minho flops next to him, chest flushed beneath that open blazer. you realise you’re all still relatively clothed, jeongin’s tank top and wings still on his body and jeans only just shoved down. his cock leaks precum on his clothes as he pumps it, still hard despite pissing all over you. minho pulls you down next to him.

“you need to get inside, iyennie.”

“hyung, you said-”

“i don’t care, feels too good. you need to feel it.”

it’s a simple statement and you’re fucked too dumb to consider anything, thighs only spreading apart for jeongin to settle in between them. jeongin’s cock isn’t as thick as minho’s but god is it long, and it presses into your cervix as soon as he sinks inside with a sharp grunt. his hair hangs over his face as he repositions you, bending your limp legs back to your chest, making the angle so much deeper. tears bite at your eyes.

“‘s so much, it’s- fuck, daddy, does it feel good?” you mumble, licking over dry lips, and minho strokes over your cheek fondly. jeongin fucks into you, pace picking up, and you’ve almost forgotten about the cum and piss all over your tits until his tongue starts to lick at your skin.

“fuck, that’s filthy, iyennie,” minho groans, hand pushing jeongin’s hair back from his face. you can see him better like this, and you keen, hands gripping on the sheets beneath you. your pussy feels raw, abused, but his incessant thrusts have you barrelling towards your second orgasm. “c’mere, give me a kiss, baby.”

you think minho’s talking to you, but his lips connect with jeongin’s. you can see their tongues messily sliding over eachother’s, an open mouthed, spit-filled kiss. you’re nearly there, orgasm just in sight, but jeongin fucks inside of you a few more times until you feel him spilling his cum inside of you, moaning against minho’s mouth.

you let out a loud disappointed whine, and minho turns to face you. while there’s a playful look in his eyes, you know that he feels somewhat sorry for you, and he ushers jeongin to pull out and leave you spread in front of them. the younger’s cum drips out of your hole, and jeongin places a sweet kiss on your clit before moving out of the way.

minho’s shoulders are so broad that you have to spread your legs wider to let him in. he settles between your thighs, and then his lips latch around your clit. he’s impatient, suckling loud and wet to make you cry out, and when his tongue dips down to collect the cum from your hole you reach out to grip onto jeongin.

“that’s it, ‘s that nice?” jeongin murmurs, lips brushing against your cheek. he’s spent, but he still holds you close to him, letting you ride out the pleasure minho’s making you feel. “he loves eating cum. he’s a slut for it, honestly.”

minho moans against you, little hands coming to pull your core closer to his mouth. it’s when minho’s teeth brush over your clit that you jolt, hand gripping onto his dark head of hair, and then you’re cumming, shrieking and squealing through the most pleasurable thing you’ve felt in your life. it lasts longer than the last one, pleasure biting at your spine like electricity.

when you come to, you’re resting on jeongin’s chest while minho rolls a joint. despite being preoccupied, the latter isn’t far away, his legs slung over yours on the bed. you’re pretty sure the sheets have been changed, and you’re relatively clean, wearing an oversized t-shirt and joggers that must belong to one of the two, or both.

“so,” you croak, stretching your arms above your head. you try to clear your throat, and jeongin laughs, running the back of his knuckles over your exposed arms. minho perks up at the sound of your voice, and smiles when he sees you’re lucid, wearing nothing but his boxers and a hoodie. his thighs are thick and exposed, and you can’t help your gaze from running over them. “am i the only one who napped?”

“yeah, we got you cleaned up while you passed out,” jeongin informs, and you hum, nodding. when you turn to him he looks shy, cheeks pink, and he scrunches his nose up before speaking again. “you don’t… regret anything, right? we went a little hard for the first time together.”

first time? meaning there’ll be more? you grin, shaking your head. “it was perfect. i like it like that, for future reference.”

“i could tell,” minho quips, and you giggle. “are you wanting to smoke with us now that you’re awake? the party’s over, by the way.”

you blink, sitting up. “minho, i slept through the whole party? where’s seungmin and felix?”

“asleep in their rooms,” he fiddles with the rolling paper, raising an eyebrow. “are you telling me you’re not happy to be here?”

it's a rhetorical question - he knows you are, you're sated and fucked and laying there with a grin on your face.

“oh no, no,” you correct, laying back onto jeongin’s chest. he lets out a purr, something akin to a cat. “this is where i’m meant to be, i’m sure of it.”

#i.n smut #lee know smut #favs #my favs #ngl i loved this

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actually i'm speechless i cannot even describe how much i loved this

𝖪𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗍𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋: 'Sweetheart' ༄࿔ B.C. & Y.J.

⤷ Spit Roasting | Brat Taming | Manhandling

♱ word count: ~4k (i dont wanna talk about it.)

♱ warnings: *inhales* fem!reader, threesome, frat leader! Chan and frat boy! Jeongin, reader is a teeny bit of a brat, brat taming, some fingering, unprotected p in v, rough sex, light system mentioned but not used, spit roasting/eiffel towering, manhandling, mention of deepthroating, 2 "good girl"s, choking, impact play (1 face slap and like 1 spank), big cock channie AND soft-hard dom channie? (hard to explain but act surprised.), squirting, mention of sharing with other members of the frat (its only the rest of skz in the frat but specifically mean dom minho is named), jeongin films you with his phone and says hes gonna send it to the frat groupchat lol… i think thats it? Idk this was a fever dream

♱ notes: pov: sian getting carried away when she enjoys writing something. also the urge to make this a series is so strong...

mostly proofread, but may be some mistakes/inconsistencies

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DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

“Y/N… Can you uh…” Jeongin clears his throat and rubs his face with both hands as if trying to keep his composure. “Can I have a cup of water?” You smile and nod, standing on your feet and walking out of your room to get him some water. Once you closed the door behind you, after telling them you’d bring some snacks too, Jeongin looked over to his friend desperately.

“Hyung. I am… not your strongest soldier.” The comment in itself was enough to make Chan burst out laughing, but he tried not to grab too much attention so he chose to snicker into his arm instead.

“Breathe man.” Chan laughed and leaned back on his arms, stretching and taking some breaths himself. “I’m not fairing that well either haha… I don’t think she even realizes what she’s doing.”

The most popular frat’s leader, Chan, and his youngest junior, Jeongin, are in your bedroom. And you, unfortunately, had agreed to tutor them after one long day in the library. They had the other 6 members with them and you were particularly stressed from preparing for a final later that day, so you arguably weren’t very clear-minded when you agreed to it.

Nonetheless, you kept your word and, after exchanging numbers with Chan, you sent them your address as well as a list of what days and times were best. It surprisingly wasn’t hard to find a time that worked for all three of you, and the study date was quickly decided. When the day came and you got a knock on your door and you opened it still in your pajamas, both sides were shocked at what they saw.

They had never seen any skin other than your arms, and sometimes your legs on the rare occasion that you wore a skirt. So when they were met with you in a crop top tank top and short shorts, they felt something awaken in them. Jeongin even more so, considering he had a secret little crush on you that only his frat knew about.

And you were surprised because you had completely forgotten that you agreed to tutor them. But considering they had already seen your outfit, you hadn’t bothered to change out of it. Which ultimately led to your current situation: your notebooks and their textbooks spread across your floor alongside them, with their painful bulges hidden underneath their hoodies.

You return only 15 minutes later with 4 bottles of water and a big plate of bagel bites. Both men drop everything instantly and lunge for the plate, taking it from you to “help” you carry everything, but in reality just so they can demolish the food. You smile and shake your head endearingly, a little too entertained by the childish action.

Through their fiending, Chan still offers you the plate many times and makes sure they leave enough for you to eat as well. Then, once both are satisfied and calmed down a little bit, they allow you to continue the lesson. Everything goes well for another 30 minutes until a slip-up happens with your wardrobe.

Chan notices first, and he feels his fingers twitching when you lean forward to point out something to Jeongin. You slightly lean over him in the process and the hand to hold yourself up rests right beside his thigh. The size difference between his thigh and your hand is enough to make his mind wander, but then he watches very closely as the strap of your tank top slowly falls down your shoulder from the new position.

Jeongin himself feels his own composure completely break at his sight. You leaning close to his face was enough to get him flustered, but the sight of your tank top strap slowly falling makes his cock twitch. Then, as if to add insult to injury, you shift just the slightest amount and your tank top loosens around your torso until it now hovers below your chest, giving him a good view of your tits, and a very slight view of your nipple.

Jeongin’s breath catches in his throat and he snaps his head to his eldest brother. “Hyung..” You hear it and look up at them curiously. The redness in their faces gives away that something happened, but it doesn’t hit you until Chan calls your name breathlessly and tugs at your fallen strap. Both men look at you with dark eyes and you feel your heart skip a beat when you realize that you just flashed 2 members of the most popular frat in the fucking state.

“Uh… Sorry… I didn’t realize-” You quickly fix your posture and your strap, wrapping your arms around your chest and trying to hide it from them. Chan chuckles and looks you up and down, making your face flush even harder.

“It’s ok, baby. But I think we’ve done enough studying today. I think you should help us with something else now.” He leans forward and grabs your arms, tearing them away from your chest and helping you to your feet. He leads you to the bed, leaving Jeongin in awe on the floor left to do nothing but watch the situation unfold.

“You’re so pretty, Y/N-nie…” He starts once he softly pushes you to sit down. He brings one of his veiny hands to your cheek, rubbing his thumb against it soothingly as he talks, “You’ve helped us so much already, but there’s one more thing we both need from you if that’s ok?” His gaze is strong but comforting as he checks for consent, and you find yourself nodding quietly despite the butterflies in your stomach.

Jeongin rises to his feet eagerly, taking a seat next to you and immediately leaning into you, resting his hand on your lower back. He leans into your neck and breathes in the scent of your body wash, sighing into your ear at the way it makes his cock twitch. Chan laughs and uses the hand on your cheek to lean your head to the side for the younger man.

“Help us and we’ll help you, okay baby?” You nod and look up at him under your lashes, moaning quietly from the lips that latch themselves on your neck. “You gotta tell us what you like and don’t like though, yeah?”

“Mkay…” Your eyes flutter shut and you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning when Jeongin bites down on your neck, his other hand now resting on your inner thigh and squeezing it.

“Can we be rough with you?” You nod. “Haha… Yeah? Can we smack you around a little too?” Your eyes snap open and you nod eagerly when your eyes meet. He smirks and bites his lip, the hand on your cheek sneaking its thumb into your mouth. He opens his mouth to tell you to suck but moans quietly when you do it on your own.

“Good girl…” His eyes flicker down to Jeongin, and the smile on his face widens when he asks the next question. “Wanna get Eiffel Towered? Jeonginnie here is a bit eager with it, he might fuck you silly, but I’m a little too big for you to take this soon. Don’t wanna hurt you just yet.” He winks at the last sentence and pushes his thumb against your tongue.

When you nod, his body visibly bristles and he removes his finger in favor of tugging at the hem of your shorts, silently asking if he can take them off. You don’t bother replying and just lift your hips, just enough for him to pull them off along with your panties. You gasp when Jeongin’s hand immediately returns to your thigh, this time kneading the fat just an inch or two from where you need them the most.

Chan takes a seat opposite of Jeongin, on the other side of you, and rests his hand on the inner thigh of your other leg. He pulls it apart from the one Jeongin was squeezing and the younger man, despite being distracted with your neck, catches on and spreads you open.

You’re exposed to them both and, for the first time since he sat down, Jeongin releases your neck to take in the sight of your pussy. He sighs to himself and rests his forehead against your temple as he finally trails his fingers higher, ghosting them through your wet folds.

Your legs kick and Chan tightens his grip on your leg when Jeongin immediately sinks two long fingers into your hole, curling them off the bat and overwhelming you in all the right ways. Chan’s hand hooks your leg over his lap and moves to roughly play with your clit as Jeongin starts fingering you. He even leans down, craning his neck to land kisses all over your chest.

He lets up on your clit for just a second so he can tug your tank top under both of your tits, giving him better access. Then, he goes back to rubbing rough circles as his mouth ventures lower to your nipple. Your jaw drops and you lean back on your hands as you let them play with you freely, thoroughly enjoying all the attention.

Your moans are quiet and shaky, egging them on further as they work your body towards an orgasm. Chan is busy harshly sucking your left nipple as Jeongin speaks up for the first time in a while, his breath fanning your neck and making you shiver.

“You look so hot… Does this feel good, honey?” He curls his fingers up, digging his fingertips on the very edge of your g-spot.

“Jeongin… up more please-“ You whine and look at him desperately. He listens and shoves his fingers deeper, now angling them perfectly into your g-spot. You respond by furrowing your eyebrows and throwing your head back with a loud moan.

“Haha. There?”

“Uh-huh…” Chan laughs at your response and removes his fingers from your clit, nudging Jeongin away at the same time. You whine at the loss and fix your neck to look between them. “W-Why?”

Chan doesn’t answer and pulls you to your feet, yanking your tank top over your head. He places a kiss on each of your tits before kissing his way up to your neck, then stopping at your lips where he pushes his onto yours. You start to wrap your hands around his neck only to be spun around and held in place by Jeongin.

Jeongin pulls you into him and bites down on the opposite side of your neck that he had marked earlier as you faintly hear Chan undressing behind you. It’s only then that you notice the hardness pushing against your thigh and the bareness of the man in front of you. You wrap your hand around his dick and stroke him eagerly while he sucks more hickies into your skin.

Once Chan undresses fully, he crawls up your bed and rests on his knees near your pillows. Jeongin glances over at the older man and reluctantly pulls away, turning you back around and shoving you onto your hands and knees on your bed.

You grunt at the roughness but are given no time to react further as Chan drags you up the bed. You come face to face with his cock; hard, veiny, and an angry red. Your jaw drops and you look up at him to see a smirk plastered on his face. Yeah… you need him in you.

“Told you I was big, baby girl.” You whine and wrap your hand around him, placing a kiss on his tip as you revel in the sheer weight of him. “‘M not trying to break you today. Maybe next time, yeah?” You nod and his thumb pulls at your bottom lip. He doesn’t need to say anything else because you obey his command before it even leaves his lips.

Your lips wrap around him as the bed dips behind you, but you’re too enamored by his cock to pay the other man any mind. Chan moans loudly and tangles his fingers in your hair as Jeongin, now kneeling behind you, slides his tip through your folds a few times. “Ready?” He huffs out impatiently, but not wanting to force anything. He gets what he wants as soon as the question leaves his mouth because you push your hips back and grind against him.

The action causes his tip to slip into you for a split second and it’s all it takes for him to lose his composure. He curses and digs his fingers into your hips, holding you in place as he shoves his entire length into you at once. You moan around Chan, making him also moan out at the vibrations of your throat. The hand in your hair tightens as Jeongin finds a frantic pace that also fucks you onto Chan’s cock simultaneously.

It's almost brutal the way Jeongin’s hips slam against yours. Even his balls find a way to smack against your folds and it brings your orgasm even closer than before. Your body is still wound up from them playing with your pussy, and you can’t control the constant clenching it provides to the younger of the two. He moans loudly and his hips stutter at a particularly tight hold from you.

“Shit. You’re clenching me like crazy, honey. Gonna cum already?” Your hand tightens around Chan’s base and you moan around him, nodding as best as you can with him half down your throat.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

Your eyes snap up to meet Chan’s and he stares back sternly, eyes narrowing. A whine leaves your throat subconsciously and he immediately shakes his head, standing his ground. The hand in your hair loosens slightly as you pull off of him, and you have to plead through your moans to get your point across.

“Please! I can’t hold it…” His hand leaves your hair completely and grabs onto your chin instead, roughly pulling you up to sit upright.

“I said no, so you’re not allowed to cum yet.”

He squeezes your cheeks and holds you in place as Jeongin’s thrusts speed up. He’s desperate to chase his own orgasm, and he doesn’t spare a thought to your struggle. He’s fucking into you so fast that your eyes flutter open and closed almost constantly. Chan’s eyes stay on your face the whole time, and the second he sees you go slack-jawed, he growls.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” The eager cock constantly pummeling your insides was too much, especially at this new angle, but the sheer anger in his voice made some sick part of you happy, inadvertently cursing you to cum. Quiet grunts follow loud moans as you cum, and Jeongin fucks you through it, using your tightness to milk himself dry.

Chan allowed Jeongin to use you to ride out his orgasm up until the second he pulled out. Then he snatched you from under him and flipped you onto your back under himself. Jeongin laughed somewhere behind you at the aggressiveness and you swore you could hear your heart beating out your ass.

“Something tells me you know about the light system.”

Chan’s face was painted with anger, and you could feel that anger seep into the way he slapped his cock onto your used folds. You stayed quiet, a part of you wondering how far you could push him, and you got the reaction you wanted when his hand came down on your thigh when you still didn’t answer. You gasp and clench around nothing. Then, he waits only a few more seconds until you nod your head repeatedly, giving him the answer he wanted. You try to rise slightly to rest on your elbows, but Chan shoves you backward with a tsk.

“Good. Use it, yeah?”

He sinks himself into you before he can finish his own sentence, and you both hiss at the intrusion. He’s definitely bigger than Jeongin, maybe just as long, but the girth of him is enough to have your head spinning already. Your nails dig into the sheets as he shoves inch by inch into you, not slow enough to let you stretch properly, but slow enough to make you grow impatient. He’s not even bottomed out all the way before he’s stopping. Part of you is thankful because you can already feel him in your stomach, but the other side of you wants it all.

“Baby. Give it a second.” You whine and thrash your head around, doing everything in your power to push yourself back onto him. Chan sighs annoyedly and digs his fingertips into your hips to hold you still. Before he has to move another muscle the bed dips and a set of long fingers tightly squeeze your throat.

“Play nice for Channie, Y/N. It’s one thing to piss him off, but it’s another to piss us both off.” Jeongin leans down to whisper in your ear, but Chan still catches onto it. He also catches onto the way your walls flutter around his cock at the implication, and he realizes what the two of them have gotten into.

“Who would’ve thought the school’s resident good girl is a fucking brat.” He chuckles and talks under his breath. Jeongin snickers to himself and backs his face away to watch Chan plant his hands on either side of your waist in order to lean forward.

“Aren’t I right? Your little pussy really liked the thought of pissing us both off.”

Your lips turn into a fine line and you look at him incredulously, lips slightly downturned. Then, as if to dig your own grave, your gaze drops from him and you stare off to the right. He follows your gaze curiously and he can feel the vein in his forehead pop out when you find more interest in your ceiling fan. His tongue pokes into his cheek and he digs his hands farther into your mattress.

“Yeah, nah. That’s fine.” His hips reel back and slam forward again, this time forcing the rest of his length into you. Your demeanor falters and you catch your bottom lip between your teeth to try and keep quiet. You’re bad at hiding it though, and the way your eyebrows furrow deeper and deeper with each thrust gives you away. Both men laugh at the sight of you struggling to stay defiant, and Jeongin finally loosens his hold on your neck in favor of sneaking that hand down to pinch your nipple.

Chan’s hips are bruising, more so than Jeongin’s, as he doesn’t hesitate to hold back. Now that he has a better idea of what you like, he’s not afraid to give you everything. His movements prove that further as he pulls out almost all the way just to sink in fully, and repeating the action constantly all while going fast enough to render you brainless.

When that stubbornness finally gives out and your gaze falls between your legs, your whole body shakes at the sight of his thick cock entering your body. Your eyes slowly trail up, taking in the sweat dripping from his stomach and then the redness that has taken over his chest and his neck. Your eyes finally reach his and he smiles at you sinisterly. “You done?” He tilts his head playfully and rolls his hips deeply, making your eyes squeeze closed for a moment.

“Ff… Fuck you.”

His hips come to a stop and you swear you can see his lips twitch.

“Yeah…?” It comes out quiet and alongside a breathy, in disbelief, laugh. Your lips part to say another snarky comment and his hand comes down on your cheek, rendering you speechless. Your body tenses up and you clench tightly around him. He definitely didn’t miss the way you moaned at it either.

“C’mon, pretty. Be good for me.” His hand wraps around your throat and squeezes it tightly, cutting off some of your airflow. It makes your head spin, especially when his hips start moving again. He’s trying to convince you to play nice before he forces you to. But he realizes real quick that it just isn’t working. And you, instead, just furrow your eyebrows and dig your nails into the forearm of the hand that’s choking you. He grunts and releases your neck, this time wrapping both his hands around the underside of your knees. He pushes them up until you’re folded in half and your knees are by your ears.

“Ah! C-Chan!”

“That’s right, baby. Say my name~” Jeongin sits up on his knees and replaces Chan’s hands with his own, using some of his own body weight to hold your legs down. Now that he’s able to use his hands freely, Chan uses the thumb on one of his hands to spread your pussy lips open for him, giving him a better view of his cock splitting you open.

“Shit! Wait you’re- mmmmfuck! You’re too deep, Chan!” Your hands push against his stomach to try and push him out, but he shoves your hands away with his other hand. That same hand comes down on the side of your ass, making Chan sigh dreamily as your walls squeeze him so snuggly.

“This pretty pussy fits me so well baby. Want me to cum inside and make you ours? ‘Wanna be our frat’s pretty little sweetheart?” He moans loudly at the thought, and then once again when you nod and look up at him with teary eyes. Jeongin himself smirks at the thought and hovers his face over yours.

“That bratty little attitude of yours will get fucked out the window, honey. We got a looot of meanies over there. Minho-hyung will have a lot of fun with you.” Your eyes squeeze shut, already knowing who Minho was and hearing stories about how he was in bed. Most girls agree on the same two words: animalistic and straight-up mean.

“I should film Channie-hyung fucking you like this and send it to the group chat. Maybe even tell them we got ourselves a little toy. What do you think, hyung?” You hear the ding of his phone starting a recording and you’re cumming before you realize it; gushing around Chan and causing loud squelching noises to fill the room.

Chan laughs with his chest and his whole body shakes as he cums, his hands squeezing the flesh of your hips as he bottoms out one final time to cum deep inside. He doesn’t need to fuck you through his orgasm thanks to the way your walls continue to clench around him, almost suffocating him with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

You squeal when he finally slides out of you, every vein on his cock making you even more overly sensitive. Jeongin giggles and slides next to you on the bed, pulling you into his chest and running his hands down your back. Chan leans forward and places a kiss on your temple before swiftly leaving the room, stating he’s just going to get a washcloth to clean you off.

“You okay?” Jeongin kisses your neck softly and trails his kisses to the corner of your mouth. You hum and let your eyes become lidded, heavy with exhaustion. He can see it in your face and he coos, “You can sleep. Channie and I will take care of everything.” He smiles sweetly and tucks your hair behind your head, trying to wipe some of the sweat off your forehead too.

You hadn’t planned on any of this happening, but his fingers ghosting along your arms and all over your back are all too convincing as they urge your eyes to close. In seconds, you’re falling asleep to the feeling of Jeongin caressing your body and his lips repeatedly pushing against your cheek.

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— stray kids links [hyung line]

tags: hyung line!stray kids x fem!reader, established relationship, rough sex, unprotected sex (plz wrap it before u tap it), creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, mild dacryphilia, begging, use of collars/leashes, spanking, strength kink, oral sex (f. receiving), squirting, car sex, slight exhibitionism, slight choking, use of nicknames (baby, princess, angel, kitten, etc), degradation (slut, whore, etc), dirty talk, edging, overstimulation, etc

wc: 2.73k

add. notes: hai …. sorry i made this post instead of giving u guys nerd!chan pt. 2 I FUCKIN SWEAR IT’S COMING but it’s just taking the piss out of me n i needed this out for a new post. anyways plz dni if u r a minor like i mean that w my whole chest n also lmk if some of the links stop working or if u can’t see them idk what i can do abt that . but at least i will be aware LMFAOOOOO yea anyways enjoy :3

maknae line ver.

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⥽ … BANG CHAN:

link one.

chan is packing. he is absolutely packing to the point you felt like he was going to tear your womb apart when you first got intimate with him, his thick cock stretching you out past your limits as fresh sobs fell from your mouth. since then, he's trained you to take him with enough prep, always making sure to milk at least two orgasms from you before he even thinks about letting his dick near your pussy regardless of how hard it might be throbbing. that wait becomes worthwhile though when he finally sinks inside of you, dirty words and throaty groans rambled in your ear as he releases himself deep inside once he's reached his peak. he loves the feeling of your warm walls sucking him in, never leaving you alone until he's dumped his load empty.

"fuck, baby. how are you so tight?" chan hisses incredulously, wet thumb still circling your clit as you shake in his hold. you're extremely sensitive at this point, twitching from the slightest touch after having cum for the third time, but the only thing in your mind right now is your boyfriend breeding you, the request made obvious with how you tighten your legs around his waist to pull him in. "cum in me, daddy. please!" you plead, teary eyes blinking up at chan whose orbs roll to the back of his head at your keen expression. it only takes a few more thrusts before he's shooting ropes of hot cum inside you, gripping himself to ensure he stays in place. you sigh in content at the warm liquid flooding you, and chan just smiles tiredly, leaning in to sweetly kiss you. "i love you, precious girl." he whispers, resting his body on top of you to keep you plugged up for the rest of the night.

link two.

you're chan's favourite destress toy, that much is obvious. every time he comes home from a long day at work, he knows it'll be worthwhile because you'll be there waiting with open arms and your wet hole longing to be filled up. he'll even take you right then and there in the living room sometimes, making sure everyone around you two knows exactly whose name you're screaming. certain days when he's had it particularly bad though, he'll collar you up and attach a leash to it that he can pull back on, bending you over with your ass up in the air as he slams himself into you repeatedly. it gives him immense pride to have that sense of control over you, to be able to manoeuvre you into whatever position he desires. if he's feeling especially mean, he'll edge you until you're crying into the sheets, cooing at how fucked out you look, knowing he's the only one who can make you feel that way.

"please.. i wan' cum, please." you slur out mindlessly, drool dripping down your mouth as chan slowly drags his cock in and out of you, its mushroom tip pressing deliciously against that spot inside. your boyfriend just chuckles from behind you, his hand yanking on the leash that's tied to your collar which makes you lean back in an instant. his hand sneaks down to grip himself as he pulls out for the nth time, and you whine at the loss of fullness in you, bottom lip jutting out as he slaps the head of his cock against your clit. "yeah, princess? you wanna cum? wanna cum all over daddy's dick?" he mocks you, laughing sadistically when you desperately nod your head. he continues to rub up your little nub, and you're soon about to fall over the edge, gratitude on your lips when he suddenly stops. "oh, baby, you're not cumming that easily tonight." chan growls, causing you to shiver under his hold as he pushes you back onto the bed. it looks like you're in for a long night.

⥽ … LEE MINHO:

link one.

you love pissing minho off. it's one of the little things in life that gives you so much pleasure, aside from when your boyfriend fucks you, of course. minho, on the other hand, doesn't take lightly to your teasing at all. on days where you're acting out by wearing revealing clothes in front of his friends or sitting too close to one of them for his liking, he'll drag you out with some lame excuse and a clenched jaw, mumbling something about how you're both going home now. he doesn't even care that you're probably smug by the end of it, because that feeling of triumph soon dissipates when he has you bent over his lap, veiny hands kneading the plush of your ass before he's landing a harsh smack on it. he'll spank you and make you count your punishment, and if you lose track, he'll just have to start all over again.

"fucking slut." minho tsk's, cold fingers running themselves against the bruised skin of your butt. he takes a moment to admire his work, tracing the red imprints of his hand on your ass and even the outline of your white panties, which are absolutely soaked by now. "min, please! 'm sorry, it won't happen again." you cry out, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes although you can't see it. another series of repeated spanks land on you, and you yelp in response, legs kicking up from the stinging impact. your body burns by now, every touch minho provides it leaving behind a searing sensation, but you know your boyfriend is far from done with you. "we both know that's a damn lie." he clicks his tongue. "you're always acting out, so it seems like i gotta really start putting you in your place, hm?" you're about to protest when he smacks again, drawing a sob from you; the sound goes straight to his core. he licks his lips, a smirk stretched across them as he readies his palm once more. "now, stop crying and start counting, whore."

link two.

it's no secret that minho is a certified ass man. he loves you, but god does he love your ass just as much. everything about it sends him reeling, from the way it's accentuated in the clothes you wear, to the plump flesh of it that jiggles every time he's got you on your hands and knees. you'd argue he puts you in this position at least once every time you two fuck because knowing your boyfriend, he just wants to watch the way you push back on him when he's bottomed out inside you. he'll give you a few smacks here and there on it too, kneading the skin in his palms before he's snapping his hips into yours. most of the time, he'll refuse to cum inside of you, instead pulling out just before he tips over the edge to release all over your behind and back. you're not complaining though, you love the feeling of his seed dripping over it just as much as he does.

"mm, shit, you look so good right now, kitten." minho groans from behind you, cockhead practically battering your cervix with the way he's shoving himself in and out of you. your whines are high in pitch with how he's fucking you, and you stutter to speak when you try and respond. "y-you say that every time." you eventually manage to heave out, and minho chuckles breathlessly, fingers gripping the flesh of your ass in them as he bites his lip, moaning lowly at the way it bounces back against his dick. "can't help it. you're too hot." he grunts, pistoning his hips at a frenzied pace that knocks the breath out of your lungs. it only takes a matter of minutes before you're both cumming, loud noises filling the room as minho pulls out just in time so he can splatter his release all over your backside. his thumb dips into the seed that now decorates your ass, and he swipes to collect it, pushing it into your mouth. a grin decorates his face as you suck on it. "atta girl."

⥽ … SEO CHANGBIN:

link one.

changbin is a gym fanatic through and through, and with his rigorous work out routine eventually came his well-built physique, chiselled and bulked up to the point you think you would barely recognise his past self. it refects in the way he walks, talks and holds himself; he loves his strength and he loves showing it off, especially to you. that's why every time you're both entangled in his sheets, it results in him urging you to stand up before hoisting you in his arms. some days he'll hold you in them and bounce you up and down his cock, relishing in the way your cries echo through the room alongside the slapping of skin. other days, he'll toss you around and headlock you as he pounds you from behind, groaning filth in your ear as he pushes you to the edge of tipping. either way, you love what he does, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

"hng, so strong, binnie!" you wail, hands clutching your boyfriend's broad back and shoulders as your nails dig into his soft skin, sure to leave marks the next day. changbin just grunts at your sounds of pleasure, too immersed in fucking you onto his cock in your current position. he's got you clinging onto him for dear life as he enters you repeatedly, pride blooming in his chest when you acknowledge how hot it is that he can pick you up so effortlessly. "y-yeah, pretty? like when binnie fucks you like this?" he stutters slightly, too wrapped up in how your pussy clings to his girth. you nod your head rapidly, babbling about how close you are and how hard you're going to cum, spraying all over your boyfriend in due time when he slams into that spot hidden inside you. you're not even given a chance to recover afterwards, changbin manhandling you onto the bed on your stomach before he's sinking back inside. "just a little more, baby. binnie's gotta cum too, okay?" he's whining, and you keen despite the sting of overstimulation rushing through, not knowing you're going to end up letting him use you for another hour.

link two.

you've always known changbin is a romantic at heart, his soft-spoken nature despite the daunting aura he gives off due to his frame often sending your brain spiralling. it gives you whiplash, the way he treats you. some days he'll fuck you like he hates you, growling dirty comments to your face and spitting in your mouth as you shake through an orgasm. other days, however, he'll craddle you in his arms, caging your body underneath him as he rocks his hips against yours in deep, fluid motions. one of his favourite things to do during these instances is hold your hand. he loves the feeling of your fingers lacing through his, holding onto him as he delivers sharp strokes inside of you. something about it feels so raw, like both your souls are intertwined in one big hug. he'll kiss you dizzy, burying his face into your neck as you both whimper 'i love you's' to each other.

"baby.. fuck, baby." changbin moans, his breath fanning hot against the sticky skin of your shoulder from where he's nosed himself in. his hand clings to yours amidst his movements, and you mewl loudly when he thrusts particularly deep inside of you. "i love you. love you so much, my baby. my pretty, perfect angel." your boyfriend pants, head moving to bring his lips to yours in a messy meeting. it's filled with so much love and care, your mouths moulding perfectly against one another's as you exchange kisses. your stomach feels like it's filled with butterflies, but you're not sure if that's because of how fucking in love you are with him or because of changbin rocking his hips into you. either way, you pull apart from him, trying to say it back in the middle of your noises of pleasure. "l-love you so much, binnie. fuck, you always give it to me so good." you praise, and changbin visibly shivers, burying his face back where it was between your neck to continue making love to you until at last, you're both coming undone together.

⥽ … HWANG HYUNJIN:

link one.

one thing you adore about your precious lover boy is his mouth. his pretty, plump lips that kiss your tears away, or his dangerously addictive tongue that's always finding it's way between your thighs when he feels like it, which is basically all the time. hyunjin can't help that you taste so sweet, or how you're always so perfectly wet for him by the time he's journeyed down to your legs where you truly need him. he'll spend hours buried between them, parting you with his slender fingers and holding you open for him to lick into. he finds extreme satisfaction in the way you push back against his body when he's having a go at you, too weak to move him in your futile efforts of running away from his mouth once he's had you cum twice without stopping. he'll continue anyways though, because to him, there's no better treat after a long day.

"hyunie, s-slow down." you whimper, the lewd suckling sounds of your clit being wrapped in your boyfriend's mouth resonating through the room as he messily eats you out. his movements are filled with fervour and desperation, something you'll never get used to experiencing despite how long you've been together. each time almost always feels like you're starring in some obscene porno with the way hyunjin always drawls out the most nasty sounds from you. this instance is no different either, because before you can even react, you're spraying droplets of clear liquid on his face, your boyfriend groaning into you at the feeling of you squirting on him. he cleans it all up with great pleasure, breathing heavily as he finally rises from his position to slot himself between your legs. his lips find yours in a dirty kiss, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. "you're insatiable." you murmur when he pulls away, and hyunjin chuckles, mouth hovering over your jaw as you tremble at his next words. "not my fault my baby's got the tastiest cunt in the world."

link two.

hyunjin is a freak through and through. you've known for a while that he gets off on all sorts of things, and one of them is primarily the risk of being sneaky in public, regardless if it's planned or not. there have been one too many occasions of the latter where you've both been out on a date together with you looking a little too good, too good to the point that the waiter starts flirting with you and leaving hyunjin seething. it's only high time after that until he's dragging you out of the restaurant and into his backseat, too lazy to even undress properly before he's sinking inside of you to fuck you as he sees red. he'll get so possessive too, groaning how you're his and his only whilst pulling you back by your hair. it's true that your boyfriend is a big lover, but when times come down to this, he'll drill into you like he absolutely loathes you.

"dirty slut, letting me fuck you where anyone can see. you'd even let that server find you like this, wouldn't you?" hyunjin grits out, his sweat dripping onto your back as he shoves his long length in you. you're sure the windows are fogged up by now, his car rocking with his movements, but neither of you care about that. "n-no, only want you to see. just you, hyune." you whimper, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the way his cock slams in you with each thrust. your boyfriend lets out a low moan at your words, yanking you back by your hair to lick at your neck. "that's right, princess. only i get to look at this pussy, hm? only i can f-fuck it right, yeah?" he grunts, slender fingers coming up to wrap around your throat as you nod shakily, taking a deep breath as hyunjin squeezes slightly. "gonna cum in this cunt and fill you up with my babies so everyone knows who you belong to. then, i'm taking you straight home to fuck you full again. got that?"

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