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blankdyean · 2 years ago

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oOHh my GODDDDDDD THE WAY IM ABSOLUTELY IN AWE OF HOW SWEET THIS WHOLE THING IS 🥺 I LOVE THIS SLEEPWEAR SERIES SMMM AND I AM IN LOVE ONCE AGAIN WITH THIS MAN NAMED BANG CHAN LIKE THE FIRST TIME I GOT INTO SKZ LIKE HOW TF AND WTF? 😭 the soft tender loving care in the smut and the details of the whole thing including the start of the plot,, my heart rn: 💔❤️‍🩹

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8/8 of The Sleepwear Series

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Synopsis: Sometimes, the dead of night is the only time you get him all for yourself.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, fluffy bf!chan, genderneutral!reader, unprotected sex, handjob, oral, light choking, talk of pleasuredom!chan hehehehe, reader crying during sex but nothing bad!! they just luuuuvvvvv each other so much..pretty tame

Chan is a man already spread way too thin, mind in a million places, phone always just in reach, shoulder so weighed down by his duties that sometimes he feels like a fucking zombie. And he admits, sometimes he thinks he actually is. But hey, it puts food on the table and keeps a decent amount of change in his pocket.

That’s why you always made sure he left all of that outside the door when he came home. Chan was grateful you didn’t ever let him sulk for too long, or let him leave early in the morning on an empty stomach– those meal preps in the fridge are life savers for his incredibly long days.

It was another one of those days, drainingly long and so, so far away from you. Another thing that weighed on him, he felt like the world’s worst boyfriend for spending so much time at work and only being able to see you so late into the night when he came home. In all honesty, it did suck, of course it did. But you understood him and his workaholic lifestyle, and dating him turned you into a night owl as well.

Judging by his lack of enthusiasm in his texts, he just wanted to get home. So you opted to pick him up in the wee hours of the morning instead of him taking a taxi, sending him a quick notice and a few comforting hearts.

Chan was waiting outside the building by the time you’d gotten there and let out the loudest sigh as soon as he sat in the passenger seat. You were thankful for the lack of traffic on the corner of the street because he threw his bag in the backseat and leaned over the center console to take you into an exhausted embrace. He still smelled so good, musky but somehow the vanilla lingered on his clothes and skin, you couldn’t help taking in a deep breath of the scent as you hugged him back. “You okay, hon?” You cooed, voice muffled by how tightly he held you. Only receiving a groan in response, you laughed lightly and kissed the part of his body you could without breaking away.

He held on for a bit longer until he’d had his fix, pulling away but keeping content with his hand in yours. The drive home was pleasantly quiet, your late night playlist softly playing in the background while Chan kept his eyes closed and head rested back, occasionally rubbing his thumb into your hand to tell you he was still awake because of course he was.

Getting back home as you unlocked the door, he let his forehead fall against your shoulder from behind for a moment. You say nothing, leading him in and tossing all your belongings down before Chan could follow suit.

“What do you need from me tonight, baby?” The gentle nature of your voice was already calming as it was, but your open arms were even more inviting. As if the hug in the car wasn’t enough, Chan leaned his head into your neck and encased you in his arms, intent on not letting go. He didn’t need to explicitly tell you that he needed the physical affection, he always wanted it, but it never hurt to ask.

“Need to shower,” he murmured back as his arms slithered tighter around your torso and crushed your bellies against each other.

“Eat something small and I’ll get it started.” Hands in his hair, you knew he wasn’t going to let you go easily now that your nails raked against his scalp.

“‘M not hungry. Stay with me,” Chan’s voice was low while pulling far enough just so he could peck your cheek and trail his lips to yours for a chaste, longing kiss. He moaned against you, practically melting in your arms.

You barely nodded before he was blindly leading you towards your ensuite bathroom, the same route you’d make a million times a day that either of you could do in your sleep if you’d gotten any. Clothes were strewn about the pathway through the bedroom door, past the perfectly made bed, and into where the steamy oasis awaited. Granted, it took a minute to get it the right temperature, but Chan just couldn’t stand the wait. He dragged you into the shower before it was hot enough and bore the burden of standing in the lukewarm stream just so he could have an excuse to hold you skin to skin.

There couldn’t have been less space between your bodies but it still didn’t feel like enough for him. All he wanted was in his arms, lightly scratching up and down his bare back as the water finally reached the perfect temperature.

“Would you like to tell me about your day?”

“After you tell me about yours. Wanna listen to you talk.” His admittance made you smile and kiss his neck.

“Well, then let me help you clean up and I’ll tell you about all the drama at work.” Chan nodded and leaned back, keeping his hands on your hips at all times. His eyes closed as the warm water began to soak his hair and drip down his face. The image of him was enough to stop you in your tracks and admire his pretty features. Delicate and somehow prominently defined bone structure, pink plump lips with a lovely cupid’s bow, your eyes raked down his thick neck to the built traps of his wide shoulders and broad chest and you wondered how on earth you came to call this beautiful human yours. His looks alone were enough to cast a spell over you, make you want to do anything you could to take care of him, in this very moment you were entranced.

With him still holding on to you, you reached for the shampoo bottle and poured a bit in your hands, lathering it up before massaging the bubbles into his hair. Chan’s lips parted a little at the action followed by a slight groan. “My boss is still an asshole, but today was okay for me, he was pretty occupied. Remember that girl I was telling you about? The assistant? Well, I saw her sneak into my boss’s office during his lunch break.”

Chan peaked one eye open, “what? Really?”

“Mhm,” you nodded your head, “you’ll never believe what happened.” Once your fingers started to get rubbed raw, you figured it was time to rinse. “Head back,” he followed your instructions and let the water clean the shampoo away. “My boss came back after lunch, but his wife was with him!”

Both of Chan’s eyes shot open and he gasped, “no way! Was the assistant still in his office?”

“Yes! And the door was closed! I saw the whole thing as it was happening. Head up.” Conditioner next, then body soap on a scrub glove. You took your time rubbing the exfoliating glove over the expanse of his skin, enjoying getting to clearly see all of his little features up close, particularly his chest and arms. Chan smirked a little as he watched you ogle him.

“What happened next?” He prodded.

“I couldn’t see what the assistant was doing inside his office, but I heard her say that she was just leaving his week’s itinerary and organizing some files and she ran out. The wife was totally clueless.”

Straightening out his arm, you held it up as the soap coated his skin, smelling like a soft lavender. “Damn, I really thought the wife would finally realize her husband was cheating on her.” Chan mindlessly used the suds to clean his lower half as well.

“You and me both, babe. Turn around.”

His back was like a dream to look at, let alone get to see all soapy and wet. You squeezed the glove across his shoulder and let the suds drip down for your own amusement. The little giggle that left you had Chan peaking over his shoulder, “enjoying yourself?”

“Mhm. A lot,” you kiss his lips as he chuckles before continuing your task. “Wanna tell me what made your day suck so bad?”

Chan’s head fell forward with a long sigh, he rinsed the conditioner from his hair. “It’s not even anything terrible. It’s just… the regular stuff that is getting so exhausting.”

Taking the shower head off the hook, you rinsed his body and hung the scrub glove, handing it to him to put back so you could wrap your arms around his waist. Chan’s head hung in the hot water while you pressed your ear to his back and listened to his heartbeat. The soft rhythm was almost mind numbing somehow, not realizing you were feeling him up and down until he cupped his hands over yours to stop before they got too low. “How can I help you?” You could only whisper, wishing there was a way to make all of his responsibilities evaporate like the steam on the bathroom walls.

“Just hold me.”

It was another few quiet moments with him like this until you started to get antsy. Your boyfriend was right in front of you, yet it still felt like his mind was so far away. You knew it was, a bad habit of his that not a lot seemed to break as he thought of all the things he still needed to do. And you missed him, so much that you couldn’t bear to tell him because it’d be one more thing on his plate.

Instead of voicing your concern for his overly bombarded thoughts, you figured it’d be more beneficial to put a pause on his brain all together.

So slow that he didn’t seem to register, you tiptoed your hand south and splayed your palm over his pelvis. It wasn’t until you took hold of his semi-hard cock did Chan realize what you were doing. His head shot up and tried to look back at you, but you lightly wrapped your hand around his neck and said, “relax, baby. No more thinking tonight.” You felt him swallow, then nod.

Not even thirty seconds later and he was at full mass, entirely at your mercy as the water acted as lubricant for lazily pumping him. Knowing just where to touch, just how to nibble lightly at his skin, just enough pressure around his neck to make his head fall back, Chan bucked into your palm and already felt so grounded beneath your touch. The warmth of the water was making him overheat even more now that his high was rising quicker than he’d expected. Your fingertips ran over the head of his cock before wrapping your hand into a tighter ring and speeding up your movements, Chan shuddered and let his head rest back against the side of yours. While you worked him up further, he placed a grip over the hand on his neck and squeezed tighter while his other reached back to grab your ass and pull you flush against his back side. Every time he rutted into the ring of your palm, your hips moved with his, fluid and in sync with every motion until he bit his lip to hold back the strained moans that wanted to erupt. “Let go, sweetheart. You deserve it. I won’t let you go,” the loving coo of your voice was what tipped him over the edge and release onto the tiled shower walls with a deep groan. You squeezed his neck just a little tighter while his nails dug into the fatty flesh of your ass, hips twitching until his shoulders slumped forward with relief.

“Fuck, I needed that. Thank you,” Chan rolled his head to kiss your temple. As he turned to take you into a hug again, you quickly took the shower head and cleaned the wall off and washed his seed down the drain.

“I know.” You hugged him back, but still felt his erection hard against your stomach.

His breathing returned back to normal soon. “Did you shower earlier?” He asked, you nodded, “good.”

Before you could question him further, Chan was guiding you out of the shower and letting the steam flood the bathroom even more. He dried you down before drying himself, taking in your lips as you attempted to wrap your hair in another towel to catch you off guard with your arms up and body exposed.

The kiss was hungrier than any of the past few shared since picking him up, so much needier and desperate that he unexpectedly picked you up and dropped you onto the bed in a matter of seconds. You squealed when your bare back hit the mattress and Chan fell to his knees in front of you. Doing your best not to get the sheets wet with your soaked hair, you looked down at him wonderfully confused, “what’re you doing?”

His lips were peppering kisses up and down your legs, coming to your thighs and he looked up at you through his long lashes. “You’re so sweet to me,” Chan said into your skin. “Packing me meals. Picking me up so late at night. Getting in the shower with me even if you’re already clean just because I asked. Always treating me so good and that was just today. You didn’t think I’d let you leave without a reward, did you?” Each sentence was accompanied by more kisses and slight teething to leave soft red marks.

Throwing your legs over his shoulders, he made his way higher and hooked his arms under your thighs. “I wasn’t going to ask for anything in return,” you admit, unabashedly indulging in how pretty his hair was when it was wet and curly, you couldn’t stop from twirling it between your fingers as his kisses came to the junction where your thigh met your pelvis.

“You don’t have to ask, baby. I wanna give it to you. Y’always deserve something just as sweet as you are. Let me? Please, please let me?” He was begging as his warm breath fanned over your center, sending shivers up your spine and raising goosebumps along your limbs.

Just a nod and a whine, he was overly enthusiastic in the way he began to devour you. Slurping noises filled the room from the very start, Chan clutched your thighs tightly to keep you from squirming and against his mouth at all times. His big tongue covered so much area, made you feel tingly all over especially when he peered up at you from between your legs, an obvious smirk as the same tongue wriggled to tease you for making such pretty nosies for him. Maybe a little too lost in it, Chan sat up onto his knees, hunched over and took your lower body up with him to fold you in half as he continued to stimulate what felt like every nerve in your body. He was looking down at you now and slightly menacing but in a way that was painfully arousing, he knew what he was doing when he began to hum. Hands in his hair, you were rutting into his face as if he was only there for your pleasure, and he loved it. So much so that even after you came into his mouth and he swallowed every bit, after you finally let him go and he placed you back onto the bed, Chan begged to let him do it again.

“Baby, I don’t think I can. Too tired and sensitive,” you breathed heavily as he crawled over your body.

“I know I can make you cum one more time at least. If not with my mouth, then…” His voice trailed off, lowering to place supple kisses across your chest and up your neck. “Let me fuck you, nice and slow just how you like. Wanna keep making you feel good, the way you make me feel. Wanna feel you around me, pulling me in so deep that you feel me in your belly,” he emphasized his sultry words by tracing his fingers across your lower stomach, making you shudder again. “Let me fuck you so soft until you cum around me, make you feel how much I love you and appreciate everything you do for me.” Your stomach twisted at his lewd, heartwarming promise, there was no denying him when he asked so kindly.

Tugging his head down for more kisses, Chan hiked your legs around his hips and immediately aligned himself with your core. The initial push in was a burning, blissful stretch to accommodate his swollen size, the both of you a sensitive mess from already coming once each and loudly groaning into the bedroom air.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck– you feel so good, so warm,” he mumbled against your lips, unable to shut himself up. Not that you minded, you adored when he told you how you made him feel, and he loved the reaction you gave him.

“See that, sweetheart?” He bucked his hips impossibly deeper, seeing the bulge in your lower belly protruding slightly. “What’d I tell ya? Isn’t that just the prettiest sight? Aside from you, of course,” Chan chuckled as he slowly fucked in and out of you, pressing his forehead against yours to watch as his tip prodded lightly upwards from your stomach.

His fascination for seeing himself within you was maddening, when he said he’d fuck you slow, you didn’t think it’d be this slow, to the point of almost stagnant. Whining and clawing at his biceps, you tried to buck yourself back and forth just for the friction and he laughed. He actually laughed watching you struggle to get yourself off after protesting it not even ten minutes ago. “Oh, you’re just so cute! Trying so hard. Is it working? Think you can do it yourself?”

“Baby, please– you said you’d–”

“I know, I know, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I could never say no to your pretty face.”

Chan adjusted his stance so his thighs brushed against your bruised ass and settled on his forearms on either side of your head. Cheek to cheek, you held onto him from under his arms, one hand hooking under his shoulder and the other reaching as far down as you could to dig your nails into his ass the same as he did earlier. The slight pain of your nails was encouraging, pulling out and pushing into you again at a languid pace. The sound of wetness filled the room from both the sloppy kisses he was leaving anywhere he could and from where your bodies connected.

He was alway vocal in bed especially when he was feeling the way he did now, at rock bottom but somehow on top of the world because he had you beside him, conflicted inside thinking he doesn’t deserve the love and support you provide but can’t seem to fend off the selfishness to push you away. You were better that sleep, better than three hot meals a day, better than any drug that could run through his veins because drugs eventually wear off, but there was no way he was ever going to get you out of his system.

So yeah, if the opportunity to tell you how much he adored you ever came around, he was going to take it. Such as now, for instance, fucking into you with nothing but love and passion while also letting out all of his day’s frustrations through his words.

“My beautiful baby, you fit me like a glove. Oh, you sound so pretty when you say my name. Say it again please? Hngh– there we go– ah, fuck– do that again. God, this hole is perfect, so perfect for me. Don’t ever wanna pull out. Wanna fuck you all day and night, make you cum over and over again until you can’t remember what day it is. How does that sound, love? Would you let me? Just say so and I’ll do it.”

If dirty talk was an olympic sport, he’d take the gold year after year because the flame in your gut was burning brighter and brighter with every thrust– or was that just his cock?

Didn’t matter, it could’ve been minutes or hours that he spoke to you like this, kept you teetering on the edge with just the right pace and depth to have your toes curling. It was so good that you wanted to cry, not just from the pleasure but because of how much you loved him, and there was no way to express that love without actually making the two of you break into tears.

But you couldn’t hold back the few that escaped down your cheek, though it was the sniffle that caught his attention to sit up and look at you with deep concern. “Baby? What is it?” He pulled out immediately, making you whimper and claw at his back for him to return. Chan was confused, but did as you asked and slowly pushed back into you, making your eyes screw shut and dig back into the mattress. “Talk to me, why are you crying?”

As he swiped the tear away with his thumb, you held his hand and nuzzled your cheek into his palm. “Love you so much,” it came out as less than a whisper and if Chan wasn’t looking at you, he wouldn’t have understood.

His eyes softened more than they already were, he almost felt the need to let a few tears shed as well but held up the strong fort for your sake. If he had cried too, that would’ve been the end of your little steamy session, and Chan knew better than to take the promise of pleasure away from you. So he squished your cheeks with both hands and planted kiss after kiss against your puffy lips, not letting you breathe as he did so.

“Love you so much more, you’ll never understand.”

Pressing his forehead against yours, not letting his eyes stray from your glistening ones, he continued to fuck into you until your body began to feel like it was floating and you were locking him between your legs in a vice grip, finally closing your eyes as the high stole your vision with a white blur. Chan’s head fell to the side of yours, still holding on when the pulsing of your walls finally let him give in to the euphoria he’d been trying so hard to keep at bay because truth be told, he almost came as soon as you said you loved him.

Bodies damp and tired, Chan would’ve collapsed on top of you if not for his knees tucked below him. Kissing you slowly, feather light and cherishing, he slipped away for just a moment to grab tissues off the nightstand and wipe you clean, then reaching for a clean pair of his boxers to slip up your legs. He giggled when he realized how much bigger they were and weren’t going to stay up.

The comforter was still neatly tucked under the corners of the bed, but Chan decided that while he had you here momentarily immobilized, he’d tuck and roll you into the blanket like a burrito, just your head sticking out of the top. “Nooo! I can’t hold you!” You complained, but laughed along with him anyway.

“It’s for your own good! So you can’t run away from me,” he challenged and wrapped himself around your blanket bundle tightly.

“I told you, I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me.”

“You’re stuck with me, actually. I have you trapped with no escape.” He rubbed his nose into your cheek with a sleepy grin.

“Oh nooo, what will I do?” The fake worry made him sigh, but still smooch your cheek sweetly and roll over so he was on top of you again.

“What do you think will happen with the assistant and your boss?”

“You’re so nosy!” The two of you giggled much too loudly for how late at night it was.

He didn’t let you loose, choosing to keep you wrapped up tightly in the blanket, safe and sound and in his arms.

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skzthelomlhehe · 2 months ago

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Saaauuurrr I've been having a lot of ideas about fluff + smut plots for fanfics. So I thought, "why not make a seperate series for detailed oneshot and just smutty oneshot? 🤔" So yeah!! For now I'm gonna focus on more detailed oneshots which I think people might like sooo let me know what you guys think! I usually write stray kids but I'm up for any requests :3

total masterlist

Stray Kids

Bang chan:

A lustful Collab

Lee know:

Bestie's Hot cousin

Changbin:

Gym instructor (coming soon)

Hyunjin:

Paint me in your colours (coming soon)

Han Jisung:

Let's have a rap battle... But in bed (coming soon)

Felix:

Model's favourite dresser (coming soon)

Seungmin:

Puppy for a walk (coming soon)

Jeongin:

His Hallucination (coming soon)

#stray kids smut #x reader #skz smut #skz imagines #bangchan smut #lee know smut #changbin smut #hyunjin smut #han jisung smut #lee felix smut #seungmin smut #jeongin smut #skz hard thoughts #kpop smut #fanfic #stray kids

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paperbag1999 · 5 months ago

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actually soooooo funny that i kept telling people i was in a reading slump during the first half of the year. that is categorically false. i was voraciously reading smutty kpop rpf. i literally read a 60,000 word bang chan x felix fanfic in the span of 24 hours.

#now that i mention it… i need to re read that fic

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happy-mess-blog · 4 years ago

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To all fanfic writers: Now is your time so shine- BRING US THAT CHAN LIFEGUARD FANFIC!! Really, I need that so bad. Make it smutty, please 😅

#bang chan #stray kids #fanfic #smutty #stray kids smut #bang-chan-stray-kids #bang chan smut

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yer-cute-when-you-scream · 4 years ago

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My name is Jade, I'm 21 years old

I'm female & I'm Native American, my Tribe is Athabascan.

My sun and rising are Libra, my moon is Sagittarius.

Personality Type is INFP-T

My ult group is Stray Kids

My ult bias is Bang Chan

I've always loved writing, I've been writing since I was 16 but stopped when I was 18. I decided to start a Fanfic blog earlier this year and I've enjoyed this so much.I really enjoy it when someone sends me an ask, so don't be afraid to do that, it can smutty, fluffy, or if you just want to talk, I love meeting new people on here!

I'm a cosplayer and con-goer, I love conventions so much, they are the one thing I look forward to going to every year. It's one of the rare times I'm extremely social irl

I'm also a gamer and I play on PC, I play games like Dead By Daylight, Overwatch, The Elder Scrolls, Fallout (3, New Vegas, 4), Greedfall, Minecraft, Dishonored, and a lot more. I've literally played games since I was 4 lmao

My music taste is C H A O T I C, like my playlists go from Disney to Rap to Rock to Heavy Metal to Kpop and then to 2000’s Emo Hits lol it's all over the place tbh

#About me

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stoopsbookstore · 5 years ago

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who's coming after whom? i'm ready to fight, i'm sick of this shit

Someone on Reddit asked about fanfics and is it morally wrong to write?

(Narrator Voice: No. No it's not.)

Of course, you have the people who are like "yes it is! It's as bad as being a stalker or a sasaeng!" or "how would you feel if someone wrote about you?"and it's just.... oh my God, this shit again.

Fanfics have been a part of fandom FOREVER! Why is it all of a sudden becoming a taboo? It's fiction, that's it.

It seems like nowadays, you can't even say that an idol is cute/hot/attractive/sexy/adorable/your type without people coming at you eight different ways, telling you you're a horrible person, you're going to die, that idols hate you, they're disgusted by you, they wish you were dead, all of these are shit I have either been told myself or I have seen.

Daydreaming and imagining what your life would be with a celebrity is literally as old as entertainment itself. Hello?! Girls would throw bras, panties, themselves, at the Beatles or Backstreet Boys, N'sync, literally any boy group you can think of. Thinking about getting dicked down by someone is common, they're called fantasies and we've all had them.

Fanfic writers already have to deal with enough bullshit. All we do is write out daydreams for others to enjoy, that's it. Others will use the excuse "oh well they can see it," the only idols I know of who would even have a Tumblr would be Jae from Day6, Bang Chan and Matthew from K.A.R.D., I don't have a Twitter and I'm too broke to get even a 70 dollar ticket, so unless someone is like "lol Allison AKA Stoopsbookstore on Tumblr is writing about you," I don't see how they would see my writings.

If they do see my writings, Hi, hello, how are you? I hope you've eaten today and getting enough rest, if you'd like to talk about fanfics, I'd be more than happy to talk you about it.

People seem to forget that fanfic is short for fanficiton. It's fake, it's made-up, maybe there's a universe where Wonwoo and Yuna are stepsiblings trying to stop Death from coming after them, maybe there is a universe where Doyoung is Robin Hood trying to save a princess, maybe there is a universe where Jaehyun is a demon, maybe there is a universe where all of the AUs are real, but we don't live in those, so we daydream, we write, we create.

It's just fanfic, it's supposed to be fun, sometimes stupid, sometimes crack, sometimes smutty, sometimes vulgar, sometimes angsty.

I don't understand why kpop all of a sudden, everything has to be perfect rainbows and sunshine, FundieSnark-esque levels of UWU-pure-UWU. If you even insinuate an idol is fucking, GASP you're a disgusting piece of shit and I think that just adds more fuel to the fire of when idols come out with dating news, that there are petitions popping up to kick people out of the group because those people just see idols as dolls and not as humans.

There are ships, meme videos, crack videos, unhelpful guides, imagine videos, FMV, lyric videos, piano covers, so much creations in fandoms, fanfic is just another form of them.

This is a rant, I'm tired, I'm mad, I'm annoyed, people are making me want to drink, I have to go to work, I have to write more outlines, I'm cranky, I want to fight, it's just frustrating to work on shit only for people to turn around and say "you're just as bad as someone who tries to kill idols"

Rant somewhat over, I hope you're having a good day anon.

#anon #asks #answered

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gizkasparadise · 7 years ago

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Kdrama Review: Reply 1997

Master Kdrama rec list.

Series: Reply 1997 (also known as Answer Me 1997) Episodes: 16 (30 minutes to 1 hour each / inconsistent ep lengths) Genres: Romance, Friendship, Comedy, School, Coming of Age Spoilers in the Review: Nope If You Like, You’ll Like: friends to lovers, the concept of How I Met Your Mother (but you wanted a better show), Fight for My Way, Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo, something to hit that 90s nostalgia, other installments of the Reply series, Then & Now stories Rank: 10/10

Special Note: It’s on Netflix!!!

“Let’s break up.”

“Do you really have to say that at a crab restaurant?”

Premise.

This drama follows six friends as they grow up, fight, make up, fall in love, and write boyband fanfic (okay, just Shi Won). The drama cuts back and forth between their high school days in 1997 and their adult lives in 2012, where one couple will announce that they’re engaged.

Characters.

Sung Shi Won. Our main character! Sung Shi Won is ranked deadlast in her school, spends her time fangirling popular boyband H.O.T., and writing smutty fanfic that spoiler gets her a college scholarship. Engages in stan wars. Will literally kick you in the face. Doesn’t take shit. Is probably my favorite kdrama heroine ever.

Yoon Yoon Je Shi Won’s best friend since childhood, who’s been in love with her since The Spring of 1996. Cranky most of the time, first in his class, and has a short temper. The Salty Mom Friend tbh. Blue to Shi Won’s Red.

Mo Yoo Jung. Shi Won’s other best friend and partner in crime. Fellow H.O.T. enthusiast but her pop star allegiance proves fickle. Falls in love easily, falls out of love easily, ride or die, will break up with you if you eat food weird.

Kang Jun Hee Yoon Je’s best friend, who is the King of Dance at the local teen nightclub. Super nice, The Unsalty Mom Friend. Has a secret crush on someone completely oblivious to it.

Do Hak Chan. Is actually played by a 1990s boyband member, so an Excellent Meta Joke there. An army brat who transfers to their high school, Hak Chan is quickly adopted by the Busan 5. Has a huge porn collection, but cannot talk to girls to save his life. Gets dumped 4 times in a week. Most Likely To Dramatically Chase a Bus To Confess Feelings At The Last Possible Moment.

Bang Sung Jae Resident Fuck Up Friend. Loves the drama and hot goss and is a total motor mouth. Thinks of himself as a smooth talker but really just gets hit a lot. Perpetual 5th wheel. Please stop him. Most obvious case of Dawson casting.

Yoon Tae Woong Yoon Je’s older brother, and other boy-next-door friend to Shi Won. Works as a new teacher at the high school the other characters attend, but is actually a software genius who later quits to pursue a start-up company. He is also in love with Shi Won (#drama)

Review.

this drama sticks with you. it’s heartwarming, cute, sad, hilarious. a lot of feel good and a lot of rooting for the characters. there’s no “bad guys” or shoe’d-in antagonists/second leads. the 90s nostalgia is real and great. it’s easy to see why this was an incredibly popular kdrama that prompted two spin-offs

Drawbacks.

a couple places where the second-hand embarrassment is real. i almost died when a teacher started reading Shi Won’s smutty bandfic out loud in class

ship-baiting is a main element to the plot, since viewers are supposed to be kept guessing as to who ends up with who. the reply series are a little notorious for the second lead syndrome...or third lead syndrome...fourth lead syndrome??

Reasons to Watch.

most iconic pregnancy reveal of all time

nuanced/relatable characters and relationships

best kiss scenes of any kdrama i’ve seen

the girls own my heart <3 i love them so damn much

refreshing is a word that’s thrown around a lot with this drama...but. it’s refreshing!!

the 90s!!! this is a period-accurate piece in every sense of the word (dial-up! boy band cassette mix tapes! AWFUL HAIR AND MAKEUP)

i love these friends so much ;3;

light twists and turns to make the Who’s The Husband game a lot of fun :D

it makes me genuinely happy to see a family that communicates by screaming at each other because that is 100% my family

Final Thoughts.

90s kid / how-i-met-your-mother-if-that-was-a-decent-show mashup of my dreams

#reply 1997 #kdrama #gizka does kdrama #!my post #gizkarec

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grapefruitwoozi · 8 years ago

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I was tagged by @kyebumzu-official (thank uu~)

i tag: @soonhosh @k-linyong @krbiy @ilovewoozi

Your top 10 biases?

Amber Liu f(x)

Lee Jihoon (seventeen)

Kim Namjoon (bts)

Kim Hansol (topp dogg)

Kim Kibum (shinee)

Rocky (astro)

Kim Yugyeom (got7)

Joy (red velvet)

Yoojung (ioi)

Chele (nct dream)

First group I listened to/liked? snsd!!! awwwh

Do you prefer boy groups or girl groups? depends on how gay i feel each day Favorite female group? f(x)!!!!!!

Favorite male group? uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh bts, topp dogg, and seventeen are all p tied tbh so idk Favorite female solo artist? can i say amber??? bc amber if i can count her as a soloist. But if not then Lim Kim!!!! (pls appreciate her shes so great) Favorite male solo artist? jay park Top 3 Groups? f(x), topp dogg, bts Favorite Kpop Song? i dont know like, favorite over anything always, but right now its fxxk it by big bang

Favorite happy Kpop song? chewing gum by nct dream hELL YEAH

Favorite Kpop sad song? rainy day by topp dogg

Favorite Kpop smut song? listen i cant think of any smutty kpop song rn for some reason and this isnt even kpop but lu by luhan is my shit lmaoooooo its barely even smutty but idc

Favorite Kpop song of 2017 so far? knock knock by twice or never ever by got7

Favorite debut? astro!! :’))

Favorite debut of 2017 so far? tbh idk lmao

Favorite mv of 2017 so far? knock knock

Favorite mv? uhhhhh im not sure tbh

Favorite album/mini album? i do not know at all

Favorite album/mini album of 2017 so far? idk that eITHER IM AWFU L WHOOPS

Your ultimate bias? amber liu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Favorite GIF of your ultimate bias?

Favorite picture of your ultimate bias? literally all of them i cant pick

Favorite thing about your bias? shes the most wonderful, sweetest, genuine person in the whole entire world. shes so real and honest and shes so open i’ve never seen anyone be as wonderful as her and i just love how genuine she is. she loves everyone and its amazing

Was he your bias from the start? im not sure if this means like, out of all the groups i like or just out of f(x) bc if its the first then no, because key was but then immediately after i found out abt amber i fell in love so she became my ult. and for the second one, yes bc i never even looked at the other members like “are they my bias??” bc like, amber.

Have you ever changed biases more than 3 times and in what group? nah. not more than three. but i changed biases in got7 and shinee lmao.

Favorite Ship? soonhoon, namjin, verkwan, taekook, and yoonmin are all p much tied lmao

Do you ship the “mom & dad” in your favorite group? yeah!

Who’s the mom and dad in your favorite group? namjoon n jin

Who do you end up liking more in groups; Leaders, Maknaes, mood makers, vocal, rap, “mom”, “dad”, English speaker, drummer, guitarist, pianist? tbh idk i like any one ??? i guess most of my biases can rap? like they arent all the rappers but they can rap? or english speakers too idk my biases r all different lmaoo

If your bias got a girlfriend/boyfriend how would you feel? I would be happy for them n just hope their boyfriend or girlfriend treat them well and keep them happy (also lowkey salty it wasnt me lmao lbr)

How would you feel if your bias came out gay/lesbian/bisexual/etc.? if any of the girls did id be like oh hELL YEAH FUCK YEAH MY BABIES COME LOVE ME AND KISS ME but any of my biases in general if they came out id be like “welcome to the gay life babies we got refreshments n love for u~”

Do you think any kpop idols are gay/lesbian/bisexual/etc.? definitely. i think theres no way EVERY. SINGLE. IDOL. is straight. its just not realistic.

If so; who? I'd rather not say bc i dont feel like fighting with ppl but i do have a lot in mind

Favorite kpop blog? currently its @blood-sweat-and-sin 10/10

Favorite kpop scenario blog? i dont have a fav lmao

Favorite kpop smut blog? i dont have a fav for this either

Favorite Kpop fanfic? uhhhhh idk ive been enjoying this kim hansol fic called “my butterfly” on wattpad, its really good but they havent updated in a while cries. as for finished ones idk heres my wattpad finished list

Favorite show with kpop idols? i do not know

Do you prefer saying “Oppa” or being called “Noona”? bye g2g

Is it cuter when KPop Idols know your language or don’t know it and try to speak it? when they dont really know it and try speak it bc their accents sound super cute and the english is broken :’) i lov

BIGBANG: “Bang Bang Bang” or “We like 2 Party”?

iKon: “#WYD” or “Rhythm Ta”?

Monsta X: “Perfect Girl” or “All in”?

BTS: “Save Me” or “Fire”?

EXO: “Monster” or “Growl”?

Astro: “Breathless” or “Hide&Seek”?

Red Velvet vs. EXID: “Ice Cream Cake” or “Up & Down”?

4Minute: “Crazy” or “Hate”?

NCT U vs NCT 127: “The 7th Sense” or “Fire Truck”?

Got7: “Just Right” or “Fly”?

Amber vs Ailee: “Borders” or “Insane”?

FTISLAND: “Take Me Now” or “Pray”?

History: “Queen” or “Might Just Die”?

KNK: “Knock” or “Back Again”?

Day6: “Congratulations” or “Letting Go”?

Block B: “Her” or “Toy”

ZICO: “I am You, You are Me” or “Boys And Girls”?

B.A.P: “Feel So Good” or “Young, Wild & Free?”

Seventeen: “Very Nice” or “Adore U”?

Taeyeon: “I (feat Verbal Jint)” or “Why”?

G-Dragon Vs. Taeyang: “Who you?” or “Eyes, Nose, Lips”

BTS: “The Most Beautiful Moment In Life Series” or “Dark & Wild”?

Day6: “The Day” or “DAYDREAM?”

BIGBANG: “A” or “M”

Monsta X: “The Clan, Pt.1 ” or “Rush”?

Seventeen: “Boys Be” or “First Love&Letter”?

EXO: “Ex’ACT” or “Love Me Right”?

Astro: “Spring Up” or “Summer Vibes”?

Vixx: “Chained Up” or “Error”?

EXO or BTS? bts

SISTAR or Red Velvet? red velvet

NCT U or NCT 127? nct dream

Girls’ Day or Girls Generation? girls generation

Seventeen or GOT7? seventeen

Winner or iKon? idk

Block B or Beast? block b

Romeo or Astro? astro !!!

Jimin or Jungkook? jimin~~

Xiumin or Chanyeol? xiu!!!

Taeyeon or Ailee? AILEE

G-Dragon or Taeyang? gd!

Amber or Henry? Amber!!

Wooshin or Hwanhee (up10tion)? wooshin~

Jeonghan or Dino? lee chan!

Taemin or Jonghyun? jjong

Seulgi or Irene? seulgi

Got7: Markson or Markjin?

Red Velvet: JoyGi or WenRi joyri

BTS: VKook or JiKook?

EXO: Hunhan or Kaisoo?

Monsta X: Showhyuk or Jookyun?

Topp Dogg: Hanjoo or Xenissi?

NCT: TaeTen or JaeYong?

Seventeen: Meanie or Jeongcheol? soonhoon

iKon: Double B or Double J (Junhwan)?

#tag

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chanshoesunite · 1 year ago

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Show me from here

“Hey honey, how do you like this”, YN texts Chan and sends him a video of her latest twerk choreo. She is particularly proud of this one and her besty nailed the camera work. Her booty undoubtedly brings all the boys to the yard. A mere two minute later she gets a call – which surprises her, as she knows that Chan is in a late meeting.

“Jesus fucking Christ”, he nearly screams into the phone, “baby girl, you look so so hot! And your cheeky little flirty side eye. Oh my god, I swear, I am dying here!”

YN holds back a happy giggle: “I can give you an in-person show when you get home, baby.”

“I 100% insist on it! I’m wrapping up asap.”

…

As soon as Chan is home, he storms over to the couch and kisses YN enthusiastically. “My princess, my goddess, I missed you so much!”

This time, YN does laugh at him: “Oh yeah? Or do you mean you missed seeing my derrière?”

Chan strokes her languidly from her collarbone down to her butt. He grasps a good handful and gives her a gentle squeeze: “How could I not feel utterly bereft when I don’t see this masterpiece in action?”

“Hmm, correct”, YN rewards his words with a deep kiss and takes a seat on top of him. “I could show you the choreo from here, if you want to?”

“I would like nothing better.”

#author tortoise #another litte birthday drabble for hare #bang chan drabble #bang chan x yn #bang chan smut #bang chan smutty scenario #bang chan imagine #bang chan x reader #skz smut #bang chan smutty imagine #bang chan smutty fanfic #bang chan fanfic

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chanshoesunite · 1 year ago

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Getting naughty at the office

It is another late night at the office. The only people left are YN and Chan. “Perfect to get a little naughty”, YN thinks and takes off her panties. Then she walks to Chan’s spot. He has loosened his tie and his hair is in disarray. He looks annoyed.

“How is your report coming along”, she asks idly, playing with one of his pens.

He looks at her hand, trailing his gaze along her thigh, waist and chest, leisurely up at her face. His expression changes from annoyance to curious expectation: “Slowly.”

YN leans over him, looking at the screen, massaging his neck with one hand: “Oh dear, I see ... maybe you need a ... break?”

At her pleasant touch, Chan’s eyes drifted close, but they open in an instant when her tone shifts seductively. He manoeuvres YN in front of him, so she leans against the table. His hands rest on her thighs, his thumbs drawing circles. “I’d like that very much, darling”, he rumbles.

With a satisfied smile, YN moves his hands further up, bunching her skirt around her waist, revealing her little present to him. Chan huffs with a pleased expression, flashing her a grin.

“That’s a nice surprise for me, isn’t it?”, his fingers creep tantalizingly close to her pussy, stroking her everywhere but where she is aching for him. “I shall have to take my time to enjoy it”, he teases, peppering small kisses on her stomach, thighs and pubic mound, until she moans with frustration and bucks up to get him to move where she needs him.

“No teasing, Chan”, she scolds, grabbing his hair and pressing him into her.

“Your wish is my command”, he says and starts eating her out in earnest.

#author tortoise #tiny drabble for hare's birthday #bang chan imagine #bang chan x yn #bang chan smut #bang chan smutty scenario #bang chan x reader #skz smut #bang chan smutty imagine #bang chan smutty fanfic #bang chan fanfic

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chanshoesunite · 2 years ago

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IMAGINE: Domestic Chan getting turned on by his girlfriend undressing

Content: Chan sees YN's bruises and thinks about the time her knees were roughed up by him fucking her doggy style. So he does it again.

Warnings: dirty talk, safe sex

"What happened to your knees?"

You glance down, stopping your process of undressing momentarily. You are just about to hop into the bathtub for a rare but thorough soak to ease your soreness after last night's challenging dance class; Chan is already lounging on your shared bed with his laptop, but currently sneaking a glance at you undressing, dirty boy that he is. Your knees, you see now, are bruised, likely from the floor work you did in said pole dancing class. "Oh, it's just from dancing," you say, brushing his concern off, continuing to pull one of Chan's hoodies that you like to borrow off of you.

Chan, wearing only sweatpants like the human radiator that he is, leans forward on the bed, though, as if he wants to see the marks more clearly. How sweet, you think, what a caring boyfriend I have!

"It reminds me of that time we moved in and I fucked you doggy-style on the hardwood floors. Your knees were pretty fucked up, then, too."

Oh. Yeah. Caring boyfriend your ass. More like horndog boyfriend.

You swallow. You remember that time well. How you spent the first two days in your first shared flat basically fucking on every available surface.

You make a non-committal sound as you try to ignore the way your nipples harden at the thought of the delicious burn of having fucked one too many times but not being able to stop. Knowing that from now on, you can do this every day, in your shared space, felt so sweet, and it still does today.

From the way Chan throws his laptop to the side and leaps off the bed you know he's not buying your nonchalance. As you're standing there in your underwear, Chan pulls you against him, hands on your hips, your panty-clad ass against his erection - honestly, how quickly does that man get hard?!

"I wanna do it again," he rasps into your ears as one of his hands comes up to cup your breast and tease it through the fabric. "Not on the floor, because I don't want you to be in pain. But I want to get on the bed and take you from behind. Right now."

You nod, because what else is there to do? This sounds heavenly. Chan makes to unclasp your bra before he kicks off his sweatpants. Your panty is discarded into a distant corner of the room, unnoticed, because now his lips are on yours and it's magnetic, this pull between you, how he cannot be close enough, how you need him everywhere - on you, above you, inside you. The kiss is messy, lips and tongues and teeth and it's desperate, rushed, utterly perfect. You tumble onto the bed, and his hand is between your legs, and the groan he releases when he feels you is almost guttural in its quality. "Fuck," he curses, "how are you so wet already?"

"It's you," you gasp, thrashing below him as you feel his fingers sliding into you again and again. "It's always you, Channie. The things you do to me-" You cut off as his palm grinds against your clit deliciously. "I needed you inside me, like, yesterday," you pant, pushing him off so you can turn around. You don't have a pillow beneath you, but the bunched up blankets will do. You can hear your boyfriend grabbing a condom and putting it on while you wait, the seconds feeling entirely too long (but safety first!).

Chan lies on top of you, covering his body with yours, his hard cock sliding into you easily thanks to all the wetness. You sigh - the stretch is delicious, the angle perfect, and the extensive skin contact makes it feel comfortable and intimate at the same time. He interlaces his fingers with yours. "Okay?" he whispers into your ear.

"Go ahead."

He withdraws before pushing into you forcefully, burrying his face in your neck as he groans in pleasure. His weight is partly on you, and so you're held in place as he pushes into you again and again, whispering sweet little nothings into your ear, how good you feel, how tight you are, how beautiful you are, how much he loves you, how you still take his breath away every single day. It's hot, but not as intense as the aforementioned fuck that gave you bruises, this is much more cuddly and loving and maybe that's what makes it so perfect. You lie there, taking everything he gives you, enjoying the feeling, the closeness - oh, and getting fucking railed by a big cock.

"I'm gonna come soon, sorry" he pants, his thrusts becoming faster, "but if you think I'm gonna let you go into the bathtub without sitting on my face first, you're sorely mistaken."

You chuckle. "And here I thought this was a quickie."

Chan bites your neck. "It's going to be a long night," he rasps before coming with another hard thrust. As you hold him while he catches his breath and then feel him moving to part your lower lips with his tongue, you feel like the term "kiss it better" has just gotten a whole new meaning for you... Maybe you should thank your pole dance instructor next time.

#tortoise is currently singing hares praises but wants you to know she loved the little play on “kissing it better” the best #author hare #bang chan smut #bang chan smutty scenario #bang chan imagine #bang chan x reader #skz smut #bang chan smutty imagine #bang chan smutty fanfic #bang chan fanfic

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chanshoesunite · 2 years ago

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24 Days of CHRISMAS: Day 24

Content info: The threesome sequel to “Chan wants to record your moans for a song” that only I wanted but maybe you’ll enjoy (because #HyunjinBiasWrecker)

Word count: 2650

Warnings: dirty talk, mature language, threesome, unprotected as well as protected sex (wrap it up, kids, be like Hyunjin), use of the word slut (but in a loving manner), oral sex (m and f receiving)

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve had sex with Chan in his personal studio at home and he mentioned the idea of asking Hyunjin to join you in the bedroom. Personally, you haven’t thought about it (much) throughout the following days because Chan is pretty territorial with you and the idea of sharing you has never seemed to make him anything but indignant. And as weeks go by and Chan doesn’t mention it again, you let it go and forget about it completely.

Then, one early evening, as you come home from an afternoon of drinking coffee and chatting with your friends, you unlock the door to find the flat completely dark and quiet. You didn’t expect that – you promised Chan to be back in time to cook dinner together. Also, he wanted to work on new songs all day, and his studio being empty seems weird. You call out – no answer. You pull out your phone – no messages. Strange. But maybe Chan is just getting groceries and will be back soon.

You make your way into the bedroom – you’re wearing a cute dress, printed with books, with buttons all the way down its front and a belt to tie at the waist, but for cooking and a comfy night in, you’d rather wear something practical, so changing sounds like a good idea.

However, in the bedroom you find that the indirect wall lighting is switched on, and there’s someone on the bed. But it’s not Chan.

It’s Hyunjin – glorious, ethereal Hyunjin. His blond hair is down, and he’s wearing a dark purple silky robe as he’s reading a book.

You stop, staring down at the man on your bed, as he calmly closes his book and tosses it onto the nightstand. “W-what are you doing here, Hyunjin?” you stammer. This feels like the beginning of a very clichéd porn, but at the same time you can’t help but feel intrigued, given the fact that you do fancy Hyunjin just a tiny bit. Okay, maybe more than that.

Hyunjin smiles a crooked smile at you, charming and naughty at the same time. “Chan let me in,” he says, as if that explains everything. “He mentioned that you would be very happy if you found me here.” He leans forward, and the robe falls open, revealing his smooth, muscular chest and stomach. You cannot help but stare some more.

Then there’s a chuckle behind you, and you turn to see Chan sitting in the armchair you usually use to dump your clothes on. He looks regal, sitting there upright, his thighs spread, his hands splayed across the armrests. “Go on, baby girl,” he says mockingly. “I thought the idea of having Hyunjin in your bed excited you. Why don’t you go play with him for a bit? I’d like to see that.” He leans back, like a king waiting for his order to be executed.

You glance back at Hyunjin, who raises one eyebrow at you, then pats his thighs in an inviting gesture.

You would be lying to say the situation doesn’t arouse you. You’ve actually dreamed of a threesome with Hyunjin and Chan more than once, and now, here they both are, seemingly on board with it. So, of course, you’re going to seize the opportunity.

Still in your dress, you walk over to the bed and climb on top of Hyunjin, who is still leaning against the headboard. Straddling him, you bring your hand to his face, tipping it up slightly so you can reach his plush lips more easily, and kiss him.

Kissing Hyunjin is different from kissing Chan, not only because it’s unfamiliar, but Hyunjin’s kisses are trying to seduce you, coax you out of your shell, draw gasps out of you. The tiny flicks of his tongue, the soft nibbles of his teeth make you sigh with pleasure after only seconds. His hands find your waist, drawing you closer, and you can feel he is already half hard under you, his growing bulge rubbing against your panty-clad pussy. You bite his lower lip, and a groan escapes him that lets on that Hyunjin might also enjoy treatment a little rougher than mere making out.

“Take off her dress.” You start, having almost forgotten that Chan is watching you, but Hyunjin immediately complies with the request and starts fumbling with your buttons, all the while breathing heavily. You sit up straighter, helping with the buttons, but all the while rocking against his bulge, coaxing little groans out of him.

Finally, due to your team effort, the dress falls off, and you sit on top of Hyunjin in a matching set of simple yet pretty red underwear. Hyunjin lets his eyes roam over your body hungrily, but it’s obvious he promised Chan to only do what he allowed him to do, so he waits for instructions. You just know how much Chan will love that, holding the reins to both your pleasure.

“Go on, Jinnie,” Chan encourages. “Play with her tits. I know how much you want to.” The way Hyunjin immediately reaches for the clasp of your bra has Chan chuckling. “You should see the way he stares at you when he knows you’re not looking, baby girl,” Chan continues, and from how close his voice sounds, you know he must have stood up from the chair. “He has a thing for your curves.” The bra falls away and Hyunjin unceremoniously throws it across the room before putting both of his hands on your breasts. He touches them gingerly, weighing them in his hands before softly stroking his thumbs across your nipples, making your breath hitch. He is so gentle, almost devotional as he leans forward to suck one of them into his mouth, stroking his tongue across it over and over again. You moan, throwing your head back, and Hyunjin grabs your waist again, holding you against him, making sure you can’t escape the pleasure.

As you blink your eyes open again, you see Chan standing over you, his expression unreadable but his blown pupils giving away the fact that he’s enjoying the show. You extend a hand towards him. “Won’t you join us… Sir?” you ask, your voice already wrecked from Hyunjin’s constant assault on your nipples.

Chan seems to contemplate that for a moment – maybe he hasn’t planned on joining the action at all? – but then he unbuttons his trousers. “Suck,” he commands, a single syllable full of authority, and with Hyunjin still licking your nipples even though they are already hard as pebbles, you lean sideways to put your mouth on your boyfriend.

Hyunjin lets go of you so you’re more comfortable, and you’re still straddling him, but now you’re focused on getting as much of Chan’s cock as wet as possible, bobbing your head up and down messily, sucking the tip to wet it additionally. Beneath you, Hyunjin is moving his hips, his bulge rubbing against you, and you moan around Chan’s cock, enjoying being the one who pleasures and who is also being pleasured. Above you, Chan’s deep grunts, below you, Hyunjin’s heavy breathing, yourself in the middle of it all.

Hyunjin moves, leaning on his forearms, watching the spectacle before him. “Need help?” he asks simply, his voice hoarse with arousal. You briefly hesitate, but Chan’s hand on your head has you continue, so you kiss along the side of his shaft, down to his balls and back up. “You want to help YNnie?” he asks Hyunjin.

Hyunjin stares up at Chan, his eyelids heavy. “I don’t mind if you don’t” he rasps before leaning in and meeting your lips just above the tip of Chan’s angrily red cock. And then you’re making out, his length between you, and it’s less of a kiss and more of a joined effort to get Chan’s cock as wet as possible with your lips and tongues. Chan’s guttural moans are all the motivation you need to give it your all, and you can feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter, and you rut against Hyunjin’s cock (which also feels substantial in size, from what you can gather from your position), earning more desperate moans from Hyunjin.

You can feel Chan moving frantically, and know that he’s close, so you put a hand on Hyunjin’s chest, signalling for him to stop, and swallow down Chan’s erection. Hyunjin’s hand finds its way into your panty to your clit as you continue bobbing your head frantically until Chan comes down your throat with a shout. You pull off and show your boyfriend the come pooling on your tongue because you know he likes it, and Chan groans at the sight. “Aren’t you gonna share with Jinnie, greedy girl?” he asks, and Hyunjin, still rubbing your core, leans in to kiss you. Your tongues dance together, and you can both taste Chan’s release in the kiss, slightly bitter, but it’s still hot, especially when two of his fingers slide into your achingly empty and dripping wet pussy. You break the kiss, moaning wantonly.

If Chan disapproves of Hyunjin taking initiative again, he doesn’t let it show. “You were both so good for me, I think you deserve a reward,” he pants, trying to collect himself after the orgasm he’s just had. He’s still mostly clothed, you realise, but now kicks off his trousers which are hanging around his ankles, and rids himself of his shirt. Hyunjin’s robe is still pooling around him, but it’s obvious he’s naked underneath – that leaves you in your panties, being slowly fingered by Hyunjin.

Chan grasps your chin. “How would you like to ride Jinnie’s cock, baby girl?” he asks, his gaze holding yours captive. “Because if you’re gonna have someone else’s cock in your cunt, I am still going to be the one in control.”

You shudder at his harsh words but nod as best you can with him holding your chin. “Yes, please, sir,” you say softly, and both men groan. Hyunjin pulls his hand out of your panties and discards his robe, but not before grabbing a condom out of its pocket, which he is quick to put on himself as you slip out of your panties. Chan joins you on the bed, kneeling behind you as he grabs your pussy, giving it a light slap that has you groaning between pain and pleasure. “This is my pussy, don’t you forget it,” he growls in your ear, biting your shoulder as you make to straddle Hyunjin again, now that there is no cloth barrier between the two of you anymore.

Chan grabs your hips, and he controls your movements as he has you sink down onto Hyunjin’s cock, eliciting a moan from the two of you. He pushes you down faster than you would have chosen to, given that you’ve only had two fingers and Hyunjin’s cock is girthy as well as long, but it doesn’t hurt, and you find the fact that you are not in control quite thrilling.

Chan has you roll your hips at a certain pace, and Hyunjin, propped up on his elbows, stares up at your bouncing tits in awe. Behind you, your boyfriend is pressed against you, moving with you, and one hand lets go of your hip to play with your clit.

“You are being so good for us, baby girl,” Chan whispers in your ear. “Look at how much Hyunjin likes feeling your tight little pussy around him. He’s buried so deep, isn’t he? I’m sure he’s stretching you out so well, but I know you’ll be just as tight when I pick up his sloppy seconds later, huh? Because no matter how often I fuck this little cunt, it’s always perfect, makes me feel so good.” He slaps your clit again, and you clench around Hyunjin’s cock, making his hands go to your hips. For a moment, you think Chan is going to slap them away, but he allows it.

“Seems like Jinnie wants to fuck up into your little cunt, hm? Should I allow that?” Chan’s voice is mock contemplative, and Hyunjin actually whines. “Please, Chan, I’m so close, let me have a go. Please!”

Chan moves away to give you space. “Rail that cunt, Jinnie,” he simply says.

Your world is toppled over, because suddenly Hyunjin is above you, and he’s pounding into you with a force that you wouldn’t have attributed to his lithe dancer’s body. Despite his flushed face and strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, he is still the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. He’s drilling into you hard, and every thrust punches a high-pitched moan out of you, and then he’s coming with an absolutely sinful moan of your name.

As Hyunjin catches his breath, his head against your neck, Chan tsks. “You didn’t make her come, Jinnie. Shouldn’t you have at least the decency to do that?” Hyunjin nods. “I’m sorry, sir,” he says, picking up on the title you used earlier. “Should I eat YNnie out for you?”

You can see Chan nodding from where he’s sitting at the end of the bed. “That sounds like an acceptable compensation,” he concludes, and Hyunjin, condom still on, wiggles down to lie between your legs and, without much ado, dives into you. He eats your pussy like a starving man, relentlessly licking your clit, and your gaze flicks from his beautiful face between your folds to the love of your life watching your face as you are approaching orgasm. You push your pussy against Hyunjin’s face, both hands in his hair, and he moans against your wet flesh as he redoubles his efforts, slipping two fingers into your cunt for you to clench around. Seconds later, you’re coming against his face, your moans resembling sobs as he licks you through your orgasm, your sensitivity reaching almost painful levels.

“Enough.” Chan’s word stops Hyunjin dead, and he raises his head to look at him. “Sir?”

“Get out of the way. I need my pussy.”

You whine. “Sir, I’m tired,” you protest weakly. “And Hyunjinnie really fucked me hard.”

Chan shakes his head as he replaces Hyunjin between your legs. “Not hard enough if you can still complain.” And he slides into you, his hard cock engulfed in your sensitive flesh, the stretch familiar and welcome.

Hyunjin lies next to you, watching as Chan fucks you hard, but slowly, his thrusts powerful, yet interrupted by little breaks in which he kisses you, licks you, bites you, tells you how well you’re doing, how you’re such a good little slut for him and Hyunjin, how you make them feel so good.

“Hyunjin, lend me a hand, make her come with me,” he says, gasping, and Hyunjin’s hand slips between you, stroking your clit, pinching your nipple, as Chan chases his own orgasm.

“Fuck, baby girl, you’re being so good, I love you so much,” Chan whines as he comes, and his confession, timed perfectly with a particularly harsh pinch of your nipple, has you coming as well.

The three of you lie together, panting, sweaty, but content – except that Hyunjin is half hard again. You catch his eye and point to his cock. “Need me to take care of that?”

Chan’s arm curls around your middle. “Baby, if you blow Jinnie now, I will absolutely need to fuck you again, and I don’t think you can take it.”

You laugh. “Yeah, no, definitely not. Let’s maybe keep that for next time.”

Hyunjin and Chan glance up at you simultaneously. “Next time?”

You shrug. “Excuse me, Jinnie is fucking packing, there’s no way I’m not getting my mouth on that.”

Hyunjin giggles shyly, hiding his face against your shoulder, as you’re snuggled up between the two of them.

Chan sighs. “I think I’ve created a monster.”

You press a kiss to his chest. “It was your idea. You only have yourself to blame.”

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chanshoesunite · 2 years ago

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24 Days of CHRISMAS: Day 16

Content info: thief!reader x office worker!chan, YN is doing some good old fashioned burglary, ties Chan up and rides him (consensually)

Word count: 1512

Warnings: threats made with a knife, dirty talk, maybe slightly dubious consent (but not really, he’s really into it), sex (duh – female on top, oh-wo-oh-ow), oral sex (m receiving)

“My eyes are up here.”

“Yes, but your knife certainly isn’t.” The blond man’s eyes remain focused on the not so little Swiss Army knife you are currently holding in your hand, somewhere at the level of his lower abdomen.

“Funny,” you quip. “I’m going to ask you one more time, sweetheart, what is the combination for the safe?”

He closes his eyes, as if pained you’re making life so difficult for him. “Once again, I don’t know any codes.” You shove your fist holding the knife into his gut in such a way that he gets both the pain from a punch and the scare, but not the potentially lethal wound. He groans, and you can’t help but notice how hard his abdominal muscles are under his shirt. He is panting now, sitting on his office chair where you tied him up. “That really hurt,” he complains, almost whines, and despite your better judgement, you smile.

“Well, sweetheart-“

“My name is Chan,” he interrupts, and a flick of his head has a strand of hair falling into his eyes in a way that is entirely too enticing.

“Chan, whatever,” you say. “I can’t believe you’re complaining about me hurting you when I’m here to steal your boss’s jewels. I’m not exactly here to have a nice time, and neither are you.”

Chan spreads his (as you notice) juicy thighs a bit more and his smile turns lazy. “Are you sure?” he asks in a drawl. “I quite like the way you look with that Zorro mask. I might even go so far and say it’s hot.”

You sigh. “Are you sure I can’t cut off your finger and use it for the touch pad?” you ask.

Chan shakes his head. “If someone other than the boss touches it, the alarm goes off automatically. I’m afraid you’re going to have to use the code, which I don’t have.” He cocks his head to the side. “I really don’t know you, do I?”

“No,” you answer automatically. This is just a job for you, after all, and the boss had told you it’d be easy – grab the accountant, force him to open the safe via the touch pad for you, grab the jewels and go. But now that’s not happening. Resigned, you turn to leave the way you’ve come – the servant’s staircase.

“Wait!” Chan calls out.

You turn. “What now?”

Chan shrugs. “Aren’t you going to let me go, baby girl?” You frown at the nickname. That weirdo is trying to flirt with you, the woman who held a knife to his throat only a few minutes ago! He really is crazy. Or horny. Oh well. You might as well have a bit of fun with him if the job is going to prove a failure.

You turn back to him, approaching him confidently, seductively. “And. Why. Should. I. Do. That?,” you say with every step before sitting down on the desk in front of him, spreading your legs on either side of his thighs. His eyes immediately, predictably, fall between your legs where, surely, he can see your panties under your skirt. You lean forward to drag your hands up his thighs, and Chan really hasn’t skipped leg day, you can tell by the way his meaty thighs fill out his trousers. As you lean forward, he gets a good look at your cleavage. He shivers in his chair, and a bulge begins to form under the fabric covering his crotch. “Fuck,” he whispers, biting his lip. “They have warned us that someone could be trying to break in, but I never thought it would be a hot little minx like yourself.”

You chuckle at that. “Oh, Channie, you have no idea,” you giggle as you slide off the table and onto his lap. You feel so powerful – he cannot touch you, yet there he is, beneath you, shivering with want for you. You can feel yourself getting wet at that, and as you circle your hips, pushing your arse into his erection, you have him whining for you. “Have you ever dreamed of a complete stranger tying you up and sucking your cock in the office?”

Chan keens in his throat at that comment. You turn to look at him – his pupils are blown and his breath is rushed. “T-there are condoms in the lowest drawer,” he admits, blushing at your calculating gaze.

“You dirty boy,” you say disapprovingly. “Always looking for your own pleasure, aren’t you? Maybe I should just suck you hard, ride you until I come and then leave?”

“Fuck,” he breaths again. “Whatever you want, baby girl, I’ll take anything you want to give me. You’re so hot.”

That’s not where you’d imagined all of this would be going, but now you’re horny and he’s tied up and if you fuck his brains out, he’ll fall asleep and give you all the more time to bail. So why the fuck not.

You check the last drawer and voilà, a few condoms. “Dirty boy, fucking in the office,” you comment, and Chan whines again. It’s almost cute how much he seeks his lover’s approval.

You reach for his belt and undo the buckle, open his trousers, and pull them down to his knees, aided by him shifting his weight. You then step out of your panties and spontaneously use them to gag Chan – he seems like he’d be into it, and his moan confirms as much. You then step over his thigh and sit on it, making sure he can feel your wet pussy against his naked skin. A deep groan comes from him as you slowly start riding his thigh, spreading your juices across his skin. You bite your lip, not allowing yourself the sighs that want to leave your throat and distract yourself by pulling his cock out of his boxer briefs. He’s pretty big, and your mouth waters at seeing it. Reaching for a condom, you tear it open and stop your movement to focus on putting it on swiftly. Once that’s done, you actually do get on your knees. Chan’s eyes widen as you grab his cock and put it in your mouth, licking it, sucking it as if it were a lollipop, gathering lots of spit and sinking down on it as far as you can. His muffled moans egg you on, and so you messily give him head for a few minutes until you’re so wet you can actually feel some of the moisture on the inside of your thighs.

You get up, climb on top of Chan and sink down on his cock, taking it all into your wet pussy. Leaning forward, you whisper in his ear, “Such a good boy, such a good toy for your mistress.” His eyes glaze over, and he seems beyond bliss as you start riding his cock. Slipping a hand between you, you play with yourself, stroking your clit while you move your hips in such a way that is sure to get you off soon. You grab his shoulder for stability, whispering sweet little nothings about how perfect his cock is, how much pleasure it is giving you, how he is the best boy. His groans are swallowed by your panties, and this power dynamic is intoxicating, driving you wild.

“I’m almost there, Chan, you’re gonna make me come so hard,” you whisper into his ear, and his body is taut with excitement, at the brink of orgasm himself. Then you let yourself drop onto his cock once again, forcefully, and he hits your sweet spot just right, and there you are, coming around him.

Chan comes a second later, spilling into the condom as he groans deeply, throwing his head back. Then he kind of folds in on himself, exhausted. You’re tired, too, but you cannot stay here, what with having threatened Chan with a knife, so you secure the condom as you get off before freeing Chan’s cock of it. You wipe him down, using a tissue from a box on his desk (you’re not a monster, after all - you can’t just let him be tied up with his cock out!) and tug him back into his pants before getting your panties from his mouth.

Chan is panting. “When can I see you again?” are the first words out of his mouth.

You actually laugh. “Why would you want to do that?” you ask as you put your panties into your skirt pocket – you can make the way back to your car commando, surely. Chan’s eyes grow big at seeing it.

“Are you joking? Because that was fucking amazing!”

You grin, making your way over to your escape route. You actually agree, that was pretty fucking great. But why tell him? He’ll see soon enough. “Well, Channie, let’s see if you can keep your mouth shut, and then maybe I’ll visit you again. After all –“ You turn around to look at him. “I haven’t got the jewels yet.” And then you walk out, leaving Chan behind – tongue-tied and tied up.

~Day 17~

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3rachasninja · 2 years ago

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Damn, I have no word for this one 🫠🔥