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hyunjinsartpeice · 10 months ago

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thinking about being drunk in the back of a car with minho…

tags: drunken decisions!!!!, bsf!lee minho x afab!reader, kissing, making out, spit, fingersss, no actual smut but kind of implied, driver!changbin is fed up

author’s note: not sure if this is considered dubcon due to drunken consent but if you don’t like don’t read!! both characters are functioning and understanding of what’s going on despite drinking, NEVER hook up with someone who is past the point of awareness.

purely fiction, minors dni

you probably shouldn’t have drank as much as you did- if your blurry vision was anything to go by.

as fuzzy as everything around you felt, minho’s beauty suddenly stuck out to you clearer than it ever had before. you never really took in how perfect his features were; his perfectly sculpted nose now scrunched up cutely between two sharp, feline like eyes that currently struggled to maintain focus on changbin, the designated driver of the night, as he attempted to hold a conversation with the tipsy man.

“min,” you eventually whispered. his eyes flickered towards you, to which you finally got to admire his dark orbs under a slight state of intoxication. his eyes were more than alluring; you’d have no problem stare into them forever.

“hmm?” he questioned, his voice low and husky to match the faintness of your own. you didn’t immediately respond, being too busy admiring his features. your attention travelled down to his pink lips: they still looked wet from the drinks he was previously taking down, glistening from the reflection of the moon through the car window. “…what?” he asked again, his voice curious yet playful as his lips turned up in a smirk.

“…nothing,” you reply. “you just look nice.”

‘nice’ is not the word you wanted to use. best friends tell each other they look nice all the time. ‘you look nice’ is the phrase you use to compliment each other before a first date or when dolling yourselves up for a night out.

maybe it’s just because your sex life had been rather dry recently, but what you really wanted to tell him was how hot he was making your body feel. just being next to him and appreciating his features made your face flush with a heavy and sudden lust. minho’s fierce eyes were lidded and faded, yet you still felt intimidated under his gaze. the way he was staring into you, trying to decipher your true intentions, had your thighs shifting together- a small detail that failed to go unnoticed by minho.

“i look nice?” he repeated in a slur. his hand landed on your leg under the guise of holding his balance when the car drove over a small bump. your lower region tingled up at the light touch. “you look nice,” he replied.

“no,” you simply responded, turning your face away from his. he leaned closer, his face following yours. he cocked his head to the side to try and read your face that avoided him so persistently. your cheeks were now visibly red, feeling unbelievably warm from his close proximity.

“no? but you always look nice.” his pretty lips were molded into a pout when you finally faced him again. his body was now extremely close to yours, his leg only a hairs length away from pressing against yours.

you tried to look into his eyes again, you truly did, but his lips look much more enticing in your buzzed state. despite minho’s clouded mind, he was certainly alert to where your lidded eyes settled on his face. you merely whined in response to his compliment, the only form of reply you could manage, before he took your cheek in his palm. “you know you always look good, right?” he practically purred, forcing you to finally make eye contact.

his fingers trailed from your cheek and down to your chin, and now it was his turn to stare at your pretty lips. electricity ran through your body under his intense gaze. your lips subconsciously fell into a pout, presenting them deliciously to minho’s view.

it felt like forever before he finally leaned in with a hum, kissing your lips slowly and tenderly.

the way he kissed you was a contrast to his feisty personality. his lips moved against yours in a steady rhythm, taking his time as if it was the last time he’d ever lay his lips on another human. for how riled up he had you, you weren’t expecting him to pace you like this. his hand that wasn’t resting on your chin rubbed at your thigh, pulling small noises from your mouth that vibrated through the passionate kiss.

you could taste the alcohol lingering on his tongue when he finally welcomed it into your mouth. you took initiative in intensifying the kiss, an unexpected bout of courage leading you to bite down softly on his bottom lip. his eyes opened momentarily, catching yours as you mentally panicked that you may have crossed a line. you didn’t have a lot of time to overthink it, because minho eagerly returned the gesture after a moment’s time, pulling at your bottom lip between his teeth as he groped your thigh with a little more fervor. the man was practically straddling you at this point.

you had to stop yourself from moaning out, nearly forgetting about changbin in the front seat of the car. as if on cue, you heard a loud gasp of your names coming from the front of the car.

“yah! what are y- in my car???” changbin cried as he met your eyes in the rear view mirror. your face flushed and you hid yourself in minho’s neck.

“we’re just kissing, relax!” minho scoffed in response, settling back into his seat.

“i don’t care! it starts as kissing, then kissing turns to fucking in the back of my car!”

in the midst of changbin’s complaints, you watched minho’s fingers lift up to his lips in the corner of your eye. his digits slid past his bow-shaped lips momentarily, returning to your view coated in a thick layer of saliva. your wide eyes followed his slender fingers as they drew closer to your face, your mouth unwillingly gaped open. he tapped two fingers on your bottom lip, an unspoken request that you gladly obeyed.

your lips captured his spit-covered fingertips, little by little taking in the whole length of his digits. your lidded eyes maintained contact with his steady gaze. if it wasn’t for the prominent tent in his pants that twitched at each swirl of your tongue, you wouldn’t think he was phased by your actions at all. it felt messy, you felt like taking everything he would give you, and he was absolutely dominating your mind.

his fingers curled down your throat, triggering a small gag that had changbin whipping his head around and losing control of the car.

“what the f- can you guys NOT?”

to that, minho practically lunged at you, instantaneously replacing his fingers with his mouth and pressing a sloppy kiss against your lips. the kiss sounded as messy as it felt. his tongue danced around yours in a lustful exchange of saliva that drooled down your own chin.

it was over as soon as it started though, or at least it felt like it. minho pulled his whole body away from you and once again sat back in his designated seat under harsh glares from the irritated driver.

changbin sighed out, visibly aggravated at the two of you. “minho if you’re not in the front seat in ten seconds, i’m calling the cops and asking them to pull me over.”

you peeked over at minho who exchanged an amused glance with you. he leaned over to level his lips with your ear. “stay at mine tonight?” he practically purred, his fingers ghosting over your thigh and his breath tickling your neck. you nodded a little too quickly, to which minho smirked and patted your leg. he then stood up and crawled across the body of the car, taking his place next to changbin in the passengers seat and muttering a small “cockblocker” under his breath.

in a clouded state of drunk and horny, you didn’t care much about the sober consequences that the next day would bring. you missed his presence next to you, but you knew he’d make up for it once you were both finally out of this damned car.

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hyunjinsartpeice · 10 months ago

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I'm so upset I clicked a notification for a fanfiction and decided to read it later just to accidentally leave the app :< (it was seungmin my poor baby)

#seungmin #skz smut

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hyunjinsartpeice · 10 months ago

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I Dare You

Hwang Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

➺ Genre: Smut, 1% plot 99% disgusting

➺Summary: Eat a sex chocolate before the party he said. It'll be fun he said.

➺ Word Count: 3.8k

➺🩶A/N: This is like a beginner piss kink fic lol it's filthy but if piss fics aren't usually your thing then this one is calm enough for you to dip your toe in the water. It's just subtle enough for those who like calm scenes (At least it is in my opinion. I could've made this WAY more intense 😭) + reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ I hope that you enjoy!

➺ Warnings: Piss , Squirting, Fingering, Oral (M receiving), Use of an Aphrodisiac, Car sex (Please be safe, don't nut and drive), Appearance by + mentions of Changbin [I think that's all] - Again, this is a piss kink fic. It's subtle but there is piss.

➺Request: Yes - No

✧Masterlist✧

It was a dare, a stupid dare that you’re currently regretting as you down your fourth glass of champagne. The burn of your heels pressing into the balls of your feet could hardly compare to the ache you felt between your legs. You stood at the bar, lips pulled into a thin line as the sound of some slowed R&B song swirled through the air. You wanted to dance and have a good time with the rest of your friends but you just couldn’t, not like this. As you took in the moving bodies in the middle of the room your eyes landed on his, your friend. The one who started all of this.

To be fair you should’ve known better than to listen to Hyunjin, he’s always up to something. You knew when he handed you that damned chocolate that it was a bad idea. “It’ll be fun, come on, I dare you. It’ll only make you a little horny.”

You knew better, you knew that taking a damn aphrodisiac before a party was a messy move. Especially since you’re here with Hyunjin. Your friends are always teasing the two of you, asking why you’re so close or why he’s always over at your place and spending the night. They blame all of Hyunjin’s unexplained hickies on you. It’s to the point where everyone that knows the two of you thinks that you’re fucking. And they’re right, you are.

“Is he allowed to do that?” Changbin sneaking up next to you pulls your attention away from Hyunjin, basically dry humping some girl on the dance floor. The smirk on his face said it all, he’s trying to get you worked up. Contrary to what everyone else might think you're not the jealous type, neither of you are. You’re more than happy to share.

“You mean is my friend allowed to dance with girls?” You steal a glance back towards Hyunjin, he’s so close to her. Is he going to kiss her? Will you be able to contain yourself if he does? You press your thighs together at the thought of it. “Of course he is.”

“When will you two admit that you’re dating?” The smirk on Changbin’s face as he stares down at you, drink in his hand and that damned black shirt stretched over his chest and biceps just right makes you feel something that you never have towards him. Of course he’s hot, you always thought that but right now the thought of having him bend you over this bar and fuck you dumb in the middle of this party is all that is looping through your head.

“If we were dating.” You turn to him, stepping so close that your chest is practically pressed against his. “This would be a problem.” The glass in your hand is quickly forgotten on the bar as you ghost your fingers up Changbin’s arm and rub over his strong shoulder. “But it’s not, look.”

He breaks your gaze for a second, glancing over to Hyunjin who’s way too busy swapping spit with the pretty black haired girl to notice you trying to seduce his friend.

“So you’re not dating him?” His glassy eyes search yours, you’re both clearly tipsy.

“Nope.” The feeling of Changbin’s hand on your waist makes you moan involuntarily. You need something, anything, to take the edge off. Every little touch makes you feel like you could come undone. He leans in and ghosts his lips against your neck. You gasp and your lips part, your eyes rolling back in your head and your body arching into him. How can something this small make you feel so hot?

“How drunk are you? You’re so sensitive.” The breath of his whisper sends chills down your spine.

“I’m not drunk.” Changbin pulls back enough to meet your gaze.

“What are you then? I touched you and you moaned.” You blush and look away. Your bold attitude has abandoned you tonight.

"I'm just really turned on." He smirks and pulls back completely, leaving you wanting more. His gaze shifts over to Hyunjin quickly before meeting your pleading eyes again.

“You want help taking care of that?” His dark eyes twinkle in the ambient party lighting and you can’t help but to feel needy for him or anyone else at this point. It’s a surprise that your arousal isn’t dripping down your legs. A nod and a not so subtle lip bite is all that you offer him before he cups your face and pulls you closer. You close your eyes as he leans in.

“I need to hear you say yes.” The brush of his lips against yours as he whispers against your lips pulls another whimper from you.

“Yes, please help me, Binnie. Please.” His lips are pressing to yours in an instant. Hungry and sweet just how you needed him to be. You melt into his touch, sighing into the kiss and pressing your thighs together with all of the force that you have in you. His lips are so soft, how would they feel sucking on your - wait, who’s pressing into your back? A large hand glides up your thigh and over the curve of your hip, squeezing the fabric of your tight skirt as it rides up a bit. You could recognize his touch any day, it never fails to light your whole body on fire.

“So horny you had to beg my friend to fuck you?” How long has Hyunjin been there? How much did he hear? Do you even care? You push back into him, grinding against his hard bulge. “Do I need to take you home?”

A whine escapes you as Changbin pulls away from you, a smile on his plump glossy lips as he looks between you two. “So you are dating.” You grab Changbin’s wrist as he tries to move his hand from your waist. You want more, you need it so badly. So desperately.

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Hyunjin shakes his head, wrapping his other arm around your waist and splaying his fingers over your stomach. “But she is mine.”

“I knew it.” Changbin picks up his drink from the bar, shaking his head at the two of you.

“It looks like you’re taken care of.” He nods towards Hyunjin who smiles at him and mutters a quick good-bye to his friend. He doesn’t care if Changbin kissed you because he’s the one who will be balls deep in your cunt soon. You frown watching Changbin walk away but the feeling of Hyunjin’s lips on your neck makes the world around you fade away. He hasn’t even done anything to you and you can already feel the fucked out fog setting in.

“Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

You usually didn’t mind going to parties that were a bit further from your apartment but right now you hated it. Every second that passed with Hyunjin’s hand rubbing at your thigh made you want to explode. He wasn’t doing any better, he kept shifting in the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He’s just as desperate and needy as you, he just seems to be handling it better.

“How was it?” His voice snapped you out of your dirty daydream. How long have you been staring out of the window?

“What?”

“Kissing Changbin.” His eyes stay on the road and his voice is calm despite the uncomfortable strain of his cock against his jeans.

“It was good, really good.” All he offers is a smirk as he shifts again. Did he think it was hot? Did he enjoy seeing you kiss his friend? “How about that girl? How was she?”

“Eh, she really likes using tongue. I only like doing that with you.”

Before you can stop yourself your mind is wandering to the moment right before the party when you and Hyunjin both started feeling the effects of the chocolate. His hands were in your hair and yours were up his shirt as your tongues explored each other's mouths in the front seat of the car. You were on top of him, straddling his growing erection and grinding your dripping core against the rough denim of his jeans. You both almost decided to leave the party, you were seconds away from turning right around and going home so he can fuck you senseless but when you asked him he gave you that devious smile. “What? Are you scared you’ll be too horny for the party? I dared you remember? You can do it, come on.”

“Hyunjin.” You spread your legs a bit in your seat. The cool air hitting the wet spot on your panties sent a shiver through you. You feel so antsy and needy, desire is crawling wildly under your skin and you can’t take another second of it. You need him. “Jinnie, will you please touch me?”

He stole a quick glance your way. Hissing through clenched teeth when he noticed the wet spot on your gray panties. “Baby, I’m driving.” His hand stayed on your thigh, it squeezed the soft flesh much harsher than he meant to but you enjoyed every second of it. You hiked your skirt up your thighs until it slipped over the curve of your ass, resting around your waist and leaving your wet cotton panties exposed.

“Jinnie look ‘m so wet for you, please.” You’ve never felt as desperate as you do right now. Your nipples are pebbled underneath your shirt, your clit is swollen and the only thought in your head is having Hyunjin on you. You want him. His fingers, his mouth, his cock. Any and all of him. “I can’t wait, I need you, look what you did to me.”

You hook your finger into the gusset of your panties and lift it up and over just as Hyunjin glances over at your core. The sight before him could’ve made him swerve off of the road if he didn’t have any self control. You’re soaked, strings of sticky arousal are connecting your panties to your pussy and all he wants to do is lick up every drop of that sweet slick from your folds.

“Fuck.” His hand moves from your thigh to rub over his aching erection. “I did that to you, angel? You’re soaked for me? Want my cock to fuck you dumb?” He bites his lip, a moan falling from his parted lips as he nearly misses his turn.

“Move your panties a bit more, let me feel you.” If there were an award for keeping your cool while driving as horny as a pornstar, Hyunjin would definitely win it. His driving is smooth, he’s barely missing a single sign, and his eyes are trained on the road while his pointer and middle finger circle soft figure eights over your erect clit. “Want my fingers in this pussy?”

He trails down and teases your entrance, just barely giving you the tip of his finger. Your head falls back against the seat and Hyunjin thanks his lucky stars that he’s approaching a traffic light. When he stops and looks over at you, he thinks that you couldn’t be more beautiful. Your eyebrows are pinched together and your pretty eyes are glistening with tears that threaten to fall from your puffy lids. Your lipstick is smudged ever so slightly while your bottom lip is caught firm between your teeth. Your arms are hooked under your knees to give him better access to your sopping cunt. A true masterpiece.

“Beg me to fill you with my fingers, baby. You have until the light changes.”

“Please let me feel your fingers, Hyunjin. I’ll be so good for you, I’ve been so good. I’ll suck your cock when we get home, I promise. Please, please, please Jinnie. I n-need you, I need you to fuck my pussy open. I need to be stretched for you. This pussy is yours and I need you to fuck it. I w-want it. I-I’ll be so good for you I’ll -” A smile spreads wide across his face as he listens to you babble and beg so mindlessly. You trip over almost every word as your pussy clenches around nothing. He couldn’t help but to chuckle, not the cute kind that brings you comfort. No, this was the dark one, the one that means that he’s going to ruin you once he gets the chance.

“Light changed.” His fingers breach your entrance at the same time that his foot lets up on the brake. “Such a good little pornstar. Begging for my fingers in the car.”

“F-fuck, fuck fuckfuck oh my - my fuck.” Nothing makes sense in your head, you’re not even sure what you’re saying. Are you breathing? Once his long fingers curled into your g-spot the mist in your brain turned into a blinding dark fog. It feels so good, he feels so good. His fingers fuck into you at just the right pace, you can feel your arousal running down your inner thigh as he brings you closer to the edge. Your brows pinch together as another feeling sneaks up on you. An aching pressure that you were barely aware of before but can not seem to ignore now. “Hyun-Hyunjin wait I- gotta, gotta pee.”

You meant to use the bathroom before the two of you left but Hyunjin rushed you out of the party so quickly that you forgot. “Go ahead, make a mess for me.”

The two of you were no stranger to water sports but you’ve never done such a thing in his car. “Are you-” You cut yourself off with a moan and Hyunjin nods, already knowing what you’re going to ask, he’s more than sure.

“Make a mess for me, angel. I want your piss on my leather seats. Can you do that for me? Squirt and piss all over my car.” What left your lips was barely a moan, it was more like a desperate cry as he abused your sweet spot. “Come on, baby. Show me how good it feels.”

You’re way too concentrated on the pleasure burning through you to notice that the car just stopped. Hyunjin found a relatively dark and empty lot to stop in so he could enjoy the show. If there’s one thing that he loves it’s when you two get messy. He’s the happiest when you're squirting all over his cock or pissing while you ride his thigh or his face.

He keeps a steady pace while his thumb flicks over your swollen clit, milking everything you have to offer from you. His free hand rubbed over his clothed cock as he watched you with dark low lidded eyes. He wants nothing more than to fuck his fist to the sight of you but he choses to build himself up instead. He wants to bust inside of you, filling you to the brim with his sticky seed.

“C-cumming I’m - I’m cumming i’m cumming.” He curls his fingers into you, milking your fluttering walls as a rush of arousal squirts from your swollen cunt. He pulls his fingers out, rubbing his four fingers over your cunt and making a mess of your fluids.

“Piss all over me, baby. That’s it.” The pressure in your bladder lets up as you let go. A mixture of squirt and piss coated the windshield and radio in front of you as Hyunjin rubbed at your pussy. “Gimme another one.”

His fingers are plugging your hole again before you can protest. “Jin- Jinnie so good ‘s so g-good.” If you were watching yourself from the outside looking in you wouldn’t be able to recognize the babbling mess in the passenger seat as yourself. You’ve been needy before but you’ve never been this fucked out and foggy. What the hell was in that chocolate? “Cum, cum, gonna- fuck.”

You’re squirting all over his hand again, your moans and cries fill the car and Hyunjin is absolutely positive that you’d have a full audience if there were anyone nearby with the way that you’re screaming for him. “That’s my fucking pornstar right there, look at this fucking mess baby. You’re soaked in your own cum and piss. So nasty for me.” He watches in delight as you tremble and moan, your body shaking as you come down from your high.

“More, more please please please. Let me have your cock. I wan’ suck it, let me please.” He smirks as you beg for him, your body trembling against the damp leather of the seat and your mouth wide open in pleasure.

“If you touch me I’ll fucking bust.” You unbuckle your seatbelt hastily. Climbing up to your knees with the grace of a baby deer against the soaked seat. “You just can’t wait huh? Need to taste my cum?”

You nod, fucked out and frantic as you lean over the middle console and fumble with his belt buckle. He leans back, one hand tracing your spine lightly while the other rests behind his head. He loves watching you be dumb and needy for him, he doesn't get to see it often so he came up with the dare to get what he wanted. He knew what the chocolate would do to you, he’s taken it before and he knows how bad it can get. When he showed it to you and you said that you’d try it someday he got excited. He was curious if it could get him his desired outcome. He wanted to know if it’ll make you his brainless slut, looks like it worked.

“Come on, angel gotta get my cock in your mouth.” You whine at his teasing, licking your lips and fumbling with frustration until you finally free his rock hard dick from his jeans, no boxers underneath for easy access of course. You hum at the sight of it, immediately licking up the pre-cum leaking from the angry tip. “Shit.”

The hand that was once behind his head grabs a handful of your hair and he tries his best to contain himself. He didn’t want to let his guard down yet, he’s been waiting until you get home but your pretty warm mouth wrapped around his cock just might make him as needy as you are. “Baby, baby, baby you’re gonna make me nut. I’m gonna cum down that pretty tight throat, fuck.”

You take all of him, allowing his tip to abuse the back of your throat as you moan around him. “Oh, I want to be that deep in your fucking cunt. You gonna let me? Gonna let me ruin that pussy when we get to your place?” He’s practically fucking your throat now as his hips thrust up involuntarily. He can’t help but chase the pleasure. You feel so good and he’s five times more sensitive than he usually is.

“Swallow around that cock, swallow my dick. Yes, fuck yes just like that, that’s my girl.” The moment that your throat contracts around him he can feel himself tipping over the edge. With his head thrown back, a death grip in your hair and his eyes shut tight he slurs dirty promises into the air while shooting ropes of cum down your throat.

“Swallow it, take all my fucking cum. Oh shit, baby swallow every drop of my fucking seed. You’re such a slut letting me - fuck - letting me make a mess in this tiny throat. Fucking hell I’m so addicted to you.” You swirl your tongue around his shaft and tip as you lift up off of him. A single string of spit connects you to his cock but it’s swiftly broken when Hyunjin grabs your chin and pulls you in for a kiss. Your tongues explore each other's mouths as you swallow each other’s moans.

Your hand wraps around Hyunjin’s cock, still hard as a rock, milking a deep moan from him as he pulls away from your swollen lips, you watch Hyunjin's eyes roll back in pleasure. He runs his hands through your hair, as he pants and stares into your eyes. He’s just as cloudy and fucked out as you are now. All that’s going through his head is you. He needs to feel you, to fuck you dumb until you fall apart on his cock and soak the mattress with your cum.

“S-stop, baby.” His words barely make it past his clenched teeth but even if they did you wouldn’t have listened. “Stop.” This time the hiss in his voice catches your attention. He grabs your wrist, ripping you away from his cock.

“I need to get you home.” His dark eyes bore into yours. The intense lustful energy swirling around the two of you and fogging the windows makes you feel dizzy as you listen to him. “Sit.”

You obey immediately, sitting back in your wet seat and shivering at the cool damp feeling. Hyunjin fixes himself but he doesn’t allow you to do the same. “You were just pumping my cock like a desperate slut, so sit there like a messy whore for me, okay? Keep that pretty pussy on display.”

A cock drunk smile pulls at your lips as you fasten your seat belt and settle into your seat. It doesn’t take long for Hyunjin to pull off, driving at the exact speed limit in hopes that he can get home quick and safe. You’re not too far from your apartment, it hasn’t been more than ten minutes since your last orgasm but it feels like it’s been forever since you’ve felt his hands on you. He’s noticed you shifting in your seat and rubbing your hands up and down your thighs, desperate for any type of attention. A smile adorns his flushed features as he gets closer to your place.

“Angel, I know what can keep you busy.” His eyes stay on the road but yours immediately fly over to him, scanning his features as you listen closely.

“Touch yourself and tell me everything that you wanted Changbin to do to you. Tell me all the dirty thoughts you had when he had his hands on my girl.” You push your thighs together, squirming in your seat. You had completely forgotten about your kiss with Changbin and how desperate you were to feel his hands on you and have him inside of you.

“Hyunjin I don’t know if I can handle that, I just want you, baby.” He clicks his tongue, shaking his head slightly.

“I won’t touch you anymore unless you do it.” You whine, throwing a tantrum against your seat. Hyunjin’s hand grabs your thigh, squeezing the flesh harshly and warning you to stop. With a smile on his face he glances over at you. You’re only four blocks away from your apartment.

“Come on, baby. I dare you.”

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hyunjinsartpeice · 11 months ago

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Insolence

pairing - stray kids x reader word count - 3.0 k summary - jype decided it would be a good idea to introduce a 9th girl member to the group and you are trying to do whatever it takes for them to accept you content - sex toys, masturbation, tears, kinda angsty, degradation a/n - if you can't handle a bit of angst from the members not wanting to accept you, this might night be the read for you. it's a little emotionally taxing for the reader so take that with a grain of salt. i really enjoyed writing this though and think it's one of my best works yet. enjoy.

Being a member of Stray Kids was supposed to be fun. They were known for being extremely welcoming, always giving good advice, and enjoying their hoobaes’ company, so when JYPE decided that it would be a good idea to introduce a girl member to the group, you were all for it. You thought they were as well since they seemed pretty open to the idea when it was brought up in the meeting before they moved you in. So why is it that even after months of cohabitating with them and making music, you still feel like the odd man out?

In front of the cameras and staff, they doted on you. Presented a false image of care toward their precious member, treating you so dainty and fragile, always being so helpful during dance practice. That treatment, however, didn’t translate over when you were alone with them. Weeks upon weeks you spent sucking up to them, trying to gain their favor, but it was always the same reaction every time. They either completely iced you out or regarded your presence with snipped conversations and harsh glares.

If you knew they were gonna act like this all the time, you would’ve stayed a trainee a little longer and hoped to end up in the next girl group lineup. But you were here now, and there was nothing you could do to change your fate.

It was only after you broke down in front of them, tears staining your cheeks and down on your knees, that they finally took the time to listen to you. They heard your pleas as you cried to be accepted by them, for them to treat you just as they would each other. You wanted to be able to enjoy Felix’s brownies. To join in on studio sessions with Chan, Changbin, and Han. To eat late with Minho and Jeongin. To play around with Seungmin and dance with Hyunjin when the studio was empty at night. You wanted all those things and it pained you to constantly feel like you were on the outside looking in.

Seeing you sit at their feet with tears rolling down your cheeks. It did something to them. They typically would have walked out of the room by now, but this time they didn’t. They took pity on you. It wasn’t a hard decision to make when they really thought about it. You weren’t asking for all that much, so when they nodded and approved your request, you thanked them graciously, bowing deep as more tears slipped out.

Now, you could be happy spending time with the members outside of work hours. You didn’t feel the need to lock yourself away in your room to keep from burdening them. They were welcoming you now and that was all you really required. Even if it meant making late-night runs to the convenience store to pick up snacks so you could join in on their movie nights. Those errands may have caused you to miss the first twenty minutes or so, but at least you got to watch it with them. So what you were sitting at their feet on the floor while they cuddled on the couch? They gave you a blanket and a pillow. What’s there to complain about? You got to sit in on 3racha’s studio sessions. Yes, they said you weren’t allowed to talk and you had to stay in the back, but it was something. Seungmin even let you come on a walk with him one night. You did have to carry his bag and walk behind him, though. It was baby steps. You felt closer to them now more than ever and that was all you could ask for.

Even now, sitting on the ground in the center of the living room with all the boys laid back on the couch, at least they weren’t ignoring. After finishing practice that day, they told you they wanted to hang out when you got back to the dorms. And who were you to deny them? Being stark naked with all eyes on you didn’t help to ease your nerves, though. Especially since they were looking less at you and more at the area between your spread legs. You wanted to close them, but they said not to. Something about this being a bonding experience that will help them get to know you better.

Uncomfortable with their stares, you squirmed around a bit before one of them finally got up and walked over to you. He was quick, placing something at your side and then returning to his open seat. Not a word was said. You hadn’t even noticed the object Jeongin put down until he flicked his eyes from you and down to it.

The heat crawling up your skin was quick to increase tenfold when you locked in on the heavy piece of silicon. It was suctioned to the floor, lightly swaying from the maknae dropping it. You looked up to meet 8 sets of eyes, trying to gauge if they were actually serious right now.

No reaction.

Chan speaks first, “You know what to do, right?” He looked at the toy and then back at you.

For a moment, you’re apprehensive as you reach out to touch it. They couldn’t be serious. Could they? After grasping it in your hand, you look back up at the scary leader with his arms crossed over his chest.

“I don’t- I don’t think it’ll fit,” you stumble out while running your fingers over the girthy appendage. You weren’t a virgin by any means but this was larger than anything you’d ever taken before. It was longer and wider, and in all honesty, you were scared the thing would rip you in half.

“Don’t worry. You got this,” Felix replied. It should have sounded reassuring, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes and his tone sounded dead. If anything, you found it to be more condescending.

“If you prep yourself enough, it should slide right in.” Hyunjin points a finger down to the toy, then to you.

Still holding out, Jisung starts to grow slightly frustrated. He sucks his teeth, “We bought it just for you. You’d think that you would be more grateful for us getting you a gift.” He looks at you with such disdain.

You watch him tip forward, readying himself to stand when you grip the toy tight and rapidly shake your head. “No. No. I’ll take it.” Your words come fast and filled with desperation as you look around at all of the boys. “I’m grateful. Really.” Giving the phallic object one more once-over, you place it down, collecting yourself so you can get this over with. After all, they were doing this for you.

With your legs still spread, you dip your fingers between your folds and collect arousal that had surprisingly started building up since they first ordered you to take your clothes off when you walked inside. You hadn’t even a second to slip on your house shoes before they had you discarding your winter coat, along with your shirt, your bra, and the rest of your things at the door. They just watched as you pulled off layer after layer and then walked into the living room to sit where you directed, legs open with your butt pressed against the cold, hardwood floor.

It felt so humiliating but you had to do it.

Whimpering, you push two fingers inside yourself. You let them sink in all the way, pumping them in and out while you keep your eyes fixed on the floor’s wooden patterns. You knew their eyes were zoning in on you. The way your cunt was stretching around your fingers as you scissored yourself open, adding a third finger before curling them up. Huffed breaths permeated the air as you felt the pleasure licking up your spine, building up to tightly coil in your stomach. But you had to keep the noise to a minimum. That was always a rule. Even if they knew you were there, they didn’t want to hear you and you made sure to always keep that in mind.

As you add a fourth finger, you have to squeeze your eyes shut to handle the stretch. You never had to use this many before, but also knew you never stuck something of that caliber inside you before. It was better to be safe than sorry. You pushed your fingers in and out, feeling yourself growing close to cumming any second now.

You were so close. So close to cumming when you felt a hand clamp down on your moving wrist and rip your hand out. The weak cry that broke the air sounded downright pitiful, but you couldn’t hold it back. Looking up, you meet Changin’s rough eyes.

“That’s enough of that. You can get started now.” He holds your wrist for a second, looking at the glistening mess coating your hand and your inner thighs before dropping it and leaving you to sit there in your shame. You were on the verge of climax and you had completely disregarded the boys watching you. They gave you a task and you were taking far too long getting to it.

Dropping your head, you give a weak apology for testing their patience. A reply wasn’t given but you didn’t need one to know they didn’t care for your excuses and wanted you to get on with it.

Once he’s seated, you rise off of your butt to squat over the toy with your feet planted firmly on the floor. Slowly, you begin to push down on it, the tip of the toy already proving to be quite thick. You have to bite your tongue to hold any noises back as you can feel the size start to increase with every push of your hips.

“Keep going. You can handle a bit more,” Felix says.

Shaking your head, you whine “I can’t. It’s too much.” You’re huffing just trying to handle what’s currently pushed inside you.

Your eyes are glossy with tears, but they do nothing to help your case as Seungmin fires back a smart remark. “There’s not even that much left. I thought you wanted to hang out with us.” His brow shoots up in question.

“I do,” you draw out. A few stray tears rolling down your cheeks before you can suck them back. You’re quick to wipe them away though. You knew how much they hated seeing you cry.

“Then keep going,” Seungmin orders with a roll of his eyes.

You try to garner some sympathy from Chan, but he’s unmoving. He holds more loyal to the pup than he does to you and you know that, but you can’t help trying. He doesn’t budge, though. Instead, the leader reaches behind him before tossing a tiny, square packet of lubricant at your feet. “Don’t say I never helped you,” he mumbles.

Grabbing the packet, you tear it open before applying some to the toy you were still hovering over. The slimy, cold substance now coated the expanse of what hadn’t yet fit inside you, and truth be told, it was more than what was currently stretching you out.

With one hand fastened on the dildo, you use your other to press into that sweet bundle of nerves, hoping to ease some of the pain as you slip farther down. Your lips part in a silent cry at the overwhelming sensation flooding your system, but you persevere, letting your cunt slowly envelop the toy.

Giving one final push, you drop your hips, taking in that last bit of thickness leading to the base until you are fully seated on the toy in one swift motion. Your mouth opens with no sound escaping, feeling as if the air had been punched out of your lungs. Sucking in a breath of air, you don’t expect the loud wail that follows after, but you don’t stop it either. A rush of pain and pleasure racks your body as curses slip your lips.

“Oh god. Oh fuck. Shit.” A slew of words you had never used in front of the boys, in favor of not coming off as anything more than sweet and loveable. But you don’t care right now, more concerned with the fact that this was probably the hardest feat you’ve had to face since you debuted.

“So much,” you cry out with your head tossed back.

Every fiber of your being feels like it’s on fire right now and you don't know how to calm it. You settle for vigorously grinding your clit against your hand to slate some of the flames. “Full…too much…I’m full.”

“You finally did it though,” says Jeongin.

“I did good. I did good.” You continuously praise yourself as you look up to the boys, hoping to see some sort of acknowledgment on their faces.

“That’s good,” Minho nods “Now ride it.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s see you ride it for us. Show us how well you listen,” he continues, waving a hand dismissively for you to go on.

Your cheeks burn red as you hesitate. You were sure the hard part was over. Wasn’t this enough? Now you had to fuck yourself on the toy and let them watch.

Noticing your reluctance, Hyunjin speaks up next. “Oh come on. Don’t tell me you’re shy. You’ve made it this far.”

His contemptuous scoff has you shrinking in on your spot. But he was right. Biting your lip, you drop your head and nod in compliance.

“No.” You look up at Changbin, his eyes unsettling as they bore into you. “Keep your eyes on us.”

You nod, eyes now moving from one member to the next. Raising your hips, you allow the thick girth of the toy to slip back out. A breathy moan follows and you drop down once more. It’s pressing deep inside of you with every push, but you can’t stop now.

When you lay your hands on the floor, you are able to move more effectively. As time passes you are slowly getting used to the stretch of the toy. That doesn’t mean the push of it against your cervix was any better, but it was something.

Staring at the boys, you began moving a little faster, letting a few moans slip every now and then as you fucked yourself on the toy. It didn’t feel so painful and humiliating now. You enjoyed it quite a bit, cunt now fluttering every time you locked eyes with a member for a particularly long moment. Never more than a few seconds, but enough for your body to start slicking up the toy even more and some of your juices to start cascading down and onto the floor.

With eyes locked on Jeongin, you watch as a smirk builds at the corners of his lips. “Are you really enjoying this right now? You’re making a mess like some common whore,” he jeers in reference to the tiny pool of wetness around the suctioned base.

He’s taunting you and you should find it demeaning, but you can’t. If anything, you force yourself down harder and faster, feeling your climax build once more. A whimper bubbled up as you grind down on the toy.

“Chan, can I cum now?” You felt it only right to ask the leader for permission. He was the one who ran things around here and he was the one who would get to decide if you were allowed to cum.

His eye twitches a little, the cold mask breaking as you stare at him with glossy eyes and pouted lips. You were a fucking mess right now and this was supposed to be a test. A test of how far you were willing to go for them.

“No.” He forces the bitter words out.

You’re ready to cry now, but you hold back, slowing down the rocking of your hips to keep your orgasm at bay a little longer. “Please,” your words come out sounding so broken. “I promise I’ll be good. I won’t make trouble for you guys. I’ll do what you say. Just please let me cum.”

You beg and beg and beg, tears building up with every second you keep yourself from cumming. “I just wanna be good for you.” Your eyes jump to each member now when you say this, wanting them all to recognize the sincerity that lies within.

They knew you would do anything they asked, but they had to make sure of it. All looking over at Chan, he finally huffs, granting you your wish. “Go on.”

With tears, rolling down your cheeks, you drop your head, not wanting them to see you make a complete mess of yourself. You sound so broken as you shake around the toy nestled deep inside you. Hunched over, you cum, letting a cry breach your lips until you can no longer discern if it’s coming from you or not. It was so visceral and raw and unlike any noise you have ever made before.

Falling over, the toy slips out, and you blurt a mantra of thank yous into the open air. With your orgasm fading, you find yourself struggling to find the strength to sit up. Instead, you lay there in your mess, your body still slightly tremoring before you feel a set of arms wrap around you and lift you off of the floor.

“Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up,” Changin mumbles softly while carrying you down the hall into the bathroom. The others are quick to follow behind, getting a bath started, and making it warm enough before slowly settling you in the tub to soak.

You can feel hands all over you. Scrubbing you. Stroking you. Massaging you. All of which you can’t tell apart from each other. Your brain is fuzzy and you can feel yourself slipping, but it’s okay because they let you. You can hear their light voices as they coo at you and praise you for doing so well for them. And in that moment, you let yourself fall deeper. Because that’s all you ever really wanted. Was to be accepted.

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