#changbin stray kids

[justastraymoa]

Yet Unnamed

Chapter 2

Masterlist

Korean is in bold and italic.

Warnings for Yet Unnamed: Kidnapping, cuffs, injuries, drugging by injection, mentions of needles, lots of swearing, kissing, fluff, angst, idiots in love all around.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

Twenty minutes later, all 4 of you were in a car heading to the Stray Kids apartment.  Something you would have killed for in the past.  But now you were nervous.  Your leg kept bouncing unconsciously, and you kept your gaze out the window, lip between your teeth.

“Why did you 3 stay behind?”  You ask mainly to distract yourself from the situation.  You understood why they sent Changbin away.  If he was truly ready to get violent, then that wasn’t a good thing, and it was for the best that he was removed from the situation.  And the temptation.

“We are the nicest, and Hyung is the leader.”  Han shrugged simply.

Honestly, valid.  If any of them were going to put someone at ease, it would be the sunshine twins.

Felix reached over and brushed your arm lightly with his fingertips.  He had been doing this every few minutes since he was forced to let go of your hands.  It was almost like he needed to make sure I was real.  That I was actually here and solid and okay.

With a sigh that was half fond, you roll your eyes and grab his hand, lacing your fingers firmly with his.  Contact may help your nerves anyway.  It was a win-win.  Felix did seem to visibly relax in his seat, face smoothing out and looking content.

Chan looked back from the front seat.  He had been texting on his phone for almost the whole ride.  “I have someone bringing you clothes and a phone.”  He informed you.  “Here, text them anything else you want.”  He handed you back his phone without hesitation.

“Can you do that?  Just hand your phone to some rando you just met?”  You ask not moving to take the device.  You didn’t know how it worked for him, but you had all kinds of information on your phone.  Passwords, noods, bank numbers, you name it!  You could do all sorts of things with his phone if you had the intention to.

Your fangirl heart was really struggling today.  You are not sure how you weren’t screaming and crying being so close to 3 members of Stray Kids.  You were even almost calmly holding Felixs hand!  THE BangChan was now handing you his PERSONAL PHONE!   That’s it!  You can’t!  You just can’t!

Chan patiently continues to hold the phone out to you.  “You could argue that my soul has known yours for a long time, so we aren’t strangers.  Plus, you aren’t some rando.  You are our soulmate.  I would give you anything.”

Blushing, you take the phone gingerly.  It was opened to an ongoing text chain with someone named Dohyun.  The chain started in Korean but transitioned to English.  You didn’t think they realized you could read and write Korean fluently since you were 6 years old.  Your grandfather was a very traditional man and insisted on it.  He taught you all about your heritage.  Even on his deathbed, he was giving you last-minute lessons.

You kept hold of Felixs hand even as you used both yours to start typing in English.  It was sneaky and shady, but you wanted to see – or well hear – what they would say if they didn’t know you could understand them.  And it’s not like they ever asked, and you lied about knowing Korean.  They just assumed.

The first thing you did was send them your bank info and very strict instructions to use only your money.  You would not let yourself be indebted to them.  Well, any more than you already were.  You weren’t keeping track, but since they kidnapped you, you felt like you were pretty even right now, with them letting you stay with them, and you wanted to keep it that way.

You could feel Felix reading over your shoulder, but he didn’t protest.  He just watched in silence as you made your list and gave them clothing sizes and preferences.  You only needed enough to get by for now.  You had stuff back at your house, and anything else you could shop for yourself.

“Did I miss anything?”  You ask Felix after coming up on nothing else to add for a long minute.

Felix hummed as he thought.  “Do you want your own bedsheets or anything?”  He asked.  You shake your head.  You could use what they had already.  No use spending money on that.

Han leaned in to look, but didn’t give any suggestions, so you sent the message and handed Chan his phone back before your inner demons won and you started to look through his phone and invade his privacy and trust.  You were only human, after all.

Chan scanned the text but also didn’t say anything about your instructions to only use your money.  You choose to believe it was them respecting your wishes and not something else odd or secret going on like the dark part of your brain was trying to tell you it was.

When the car finally slowed and came to a stop, you didn’t move to get out.  Instead, you looked out the window again at the very imposing building you would be living in.  You were not a big city person.  You avoided large crowds for the most part.  So this extremely tall and glittery building was overpowering to you.

“This had been a very hard day for me.”  You say quietly to no one in particular.  You didn’t know how to describe everything you were feeling.  How mixed your thoughts were.  The ups and downs you have been through over the last few hours alone.  You could feel your mind and emotions wanting to go numb, comfortably blank.  You could feel yourself fighting to not shut down.  There was still a lot to do yet before you could.

Chan reached and patted your knee lightly.  “I warned them to give you some space tonight.  Lino made you some dinner, but he and Hyunjin headed out for the evening.”

“What about Seungminnie and Ayen?”  Han asked.

You were thankful they were giving you a few minutes more to get ready.  Also that you weren’t going to be bombarded by the other members of the group just yet.

“And Bin Hyung?”  Felix asked, back to stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.

“Min and Ayen went to practice some more.  They said they would be there until late.  Bin refused to leave.  He is still worked up.  Y/n, he is a clinger, and since he was so affected by what they did to you, he will most likely be worse than usual. Just be prepared, and don't be afraid to tell him to back off if you need to. He will get over it."

You nod absently, already knowing that you will welcome the cuddles after the day you have had. Especially since it will bring more comfort to the space in your chest that the others affect.

Just four. You could handle one more person for sure. And food sounded amazing. You hadn't had anything since breakfast the day you were kidnapped. Whenever that was. At this point, you didn't know. Was it a day ago? Two days? Time was gone at this point. And right now, you didn't care to figure it out. It could wait until tomorrow. It would right itself eventually. When it mattered. When you needed it.

Now that you were thinking about food, your stomach clenched in hunger. You were thankful it didn't make an embarrassing sound like it always did in anime's.

"Is Lee Know really a good cook or is that just hype?" You ask, both out of curiosity and to buy yourself more time.

Han laughed. "Oh, it's not hype. It's amazing!" His laugh made you smile.

Felix tugged on your hand. "C'mon. We got you." He spoke lowly, giving the illusion of privacy.

His assurance, however, did help a bit, and you gave him a nod. As if waiting for a cue you didn't see or hear, the door was opened, and you were on your way to the apartment. You kind of felt odd. Out of body.

Chan barely guided you through the door before a large set of arms engulfed you. You blink and freeze in confusion.

"Bin, give her a minute!" Chan chastised behind you.

You take a deep breath and wave him off. Using the hand not still holding Felixs to rub down Changbins spine in soothing long strokes. He shivered lightly in response.

After a minute, he let go and took a step back. "I'm sorry. Last time I saw you, you were so out of it and terrified. I haven't been able to get it out of my head." He shifted, not so subtly checking me over, eyes lingering on my bruised wrists and hands.

"Most of those are my fault. I broke out of two sets of zip ties before they used the metal cuffs." You shrugged. All those hours of doom scrolling through the clock app did actually do some good. You learned how to break zip ties. It gave you a chance to attempt to escape. You weren't successful in escaping, but you for sure made it difficult for them. And you were oddly proud of that fact.

Changbins face lit up with a smile, and you blinked, stunned. "What?" You asked.

"Out girl is a fighter! I'm just so proud!" He responded.

"Changbin!" Chan snapped. Probably because of the 'our girl' comment. You just chose to ignore it. Choose your battles and all that jazz.

You shrugged one shoulder. "I wasn't about to go down without a fight."

Changbins face dropped so abruptly into a dark mask that you had to stop yourself from stepping back automatically as a shiver of fear crawled up your spine. That look was downright terrifying. You never wanted that look aimed your way.

"What that asshole did to you was wrong! So wrong! And if they'd let me, I'd knock his lights out. Break his jaw so he could never give another idiotic order like that again!" He spoke lowly, calmly, which made it all the more terrifying.

"I'd let you. I'd join you. Hold him down for you." You respond without hesitation.

Han squeezed his way by. "Seriously, Bin. She hasn't eaten. Let her in." He spoke in Korean. You did your best to keep up the illusion. You couldn't understand what he said.

"Yes. Lee Know left food for all of you. I'm Changbin, by the way. Or Bin, Binnie, whatever you want to call me."

Why did they all feel the need to introduce themselves like they weren't famous? Just politeness? It was really hard not to respond sarcastically.

"Y/n." You introduced yourself as you walked into the apartment, and the smell of BBQed meat hit your nose. Your mouth immediately started to water, and you swallowed.

Felix let go of your hand in favor of diving for a plate of the steaming food that was sitting in 4 spots on the table. "Oh, it smells so good!" He moaned, taking a deep sniff close to the food.

You wholeheartedly agreed. You awkwardly sat and took the fork Chan offered me to replace the chopsticks they didn't know I could use. Another thing they just assumed instead of asking that you would let them think for a while.

You could feel their eyes on you as you took your first bite, and you tried not to be self-conscious and overthink how you chewed or anything like that. Focusing instead firmly on the food in front of you.

As soon as the flavor hit your tongue, you forgot all about them watching. It was a brand new flavor for you. Nothing like any BBQ chicken you have ever had before. It was amazing, and you took another bite before you even swallowed the first.

"Guess that means you like it." Chan chuckled, finally digging into his own food. You just nod, still chewing happily.

"Lino will be glad to hear it. I think he was a little nervous. He kept fiddling with it before Hyune finally dragged him away." Binnie revealed as he sat with us.

It was mostly silent as you all focused on the food. Your stomach was singing in praise at finally having something in it besides the tiny cup of water Felix gave you earlier.

"Did you have enough?" Bin asked as you finished up your last bite. You nod, rubbing your stuffed belly in contentment.

"That was very good, thank you. And thank Lee Know for me, please." You request.

"No problem." Chan started. "So, I'm sure you want to shower and stuff. I can show you to your room. It has a private bathroom. And I'm sure we can find you some clothes to wear until the personal shopper gets here. As long as you don't mind wearing our clothes." Chan stood and picked up all the dishes, placing them in the sink as he spoke.

I bit my cheek. There was no way there was an extra room with a private bath just sitting empty. "I don't mind borrowing clothes if you don't mind. But who's room am I stealing?"

"You didn't steal anything. I figured you would be more comfortable with your own bathroom."

So, Chans room then. That makes sense. He was the oldest. He would have the choice room.

Bin let you gently down a hall, hand just brushing the small of my back like he was afraid to touch me all of a sudden. the others followed like little ducklings. You laughed at the images that produced in your mind silently.

The room was simple and nice. Warm colors accented the plain white walls. Navy blue blanket on the nearly made bed. You suspected they were fresh blankets and sheets for you. It was also bare. Very little personal belongings, and you could see the drawers were empty.

"I moved in with Minnie. Figured you would need the drawers." Chan shrugged when he noticed my line of sight.

"We moved everything over while you were at JYPE. We were hoping you would choose to stay." Bin explained further.

You felt a little emotional. They had all already done so much for you. For your comfort. And you had displaced five of them. Four from the apartment and Chan from his room. You were for sure being annoying. A burden. "This is too much."

I watched as four faces fell and felt even guiltier. "What's wrong? You need us to leave?" Han asked, wringing his hands. It was a nervous habit of his you had noticed. One that STAY normally didn't get to see.

You waved your hands. "No, no! Not like that! I mean... I kicked four of you out of your home!"

"Y/n, they are fine for a few hours. They don't mind and they will come back later." Chan assured you. Bin nodded in confirmation.

You gestured around the room. "And you? I kicked you out of your room!"

Chan smiled and tucked a piece of stray hair from your face. You could feel how knotted it was. How unkempt and stringy. "We have all been dying to finally have you here. Everyone knows I don't sleep. So, I really don't need a room. I tend to sleep wherever I land that night. We all just want you to be comfortable and happy."

"You promise you won't get less sleep because of this - me. Any of you."

Chan's face softened into a look you didn't understand but made your stomach do a little flutter. "I promise, y/n."

The shower was perfect. Just this side of melting your skin off and a constant messaging water pressure that made you moan loudly and throw your head back.

You startle as there was a crash in the bedroom. "Everything okay?" You called, heart still racing a bit. You stopped moving, straining to listen for an answer.

"Yeah! Yupp! All good. Just...fell." Felixs voice came through the door, sounding muffled but strangely high pitched.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

"No, nope. I'm good. Um - I put some of Innie's clothes on the bed for you. They should work well enough."

You called out your thanks and went back to showering. You used what you assumed were Chans soaps. They smelled lightly fragranced. Like baby powder almost, but with a perfume edge. You were a fan.

When you were done and left the bathroom, you found a couple of pieces of clothes laid out on the bed. A pair of black boxers with chilis printed on them and a gray t-shirt. I slipped both on, swimming in the shirt, but comfy.

But what did you do now. No one was in the bedroom anymore. You were mentally exhausted and looked at the bed but weren't willing to get in it yet.

In the end, you silently crept from the room to find the others. Maybe chat or better yet watch TV. Something that uses no brainpower. Something mundane and normal.

The hall was still lit, and you could hear several voices. Maybe they were already watching TV. That would make it less awkward. You could just silently join them.

As soon as you stepped round the corner and into the living room, you almost ran right into I.N holding a glass of water. You both froze. You in shock, you didn't know the others came back yet.

I.N looked you over once before spitting out the water he had been holding in his mouth. "You gave her my underwear!" He screeched. The whole room was looking at you both now. Seungmin was sitting on the couch next to Chan.

Felix shrugged, unapologetic. "The only thing I could find that looked like it would fit and be comfortable to sleep in." He explained.

"Did I do something wrong?" You asked, very entertained by I.Ns reaction. You fiddle with the hem on the shirt.

"No!" Everyone in the room instantly replied. You blink owlishly at them. That was kind of intense.

Changbin made grabby hands at you from the loveseat he sat on. Your heart freaking melted at the adorableness.

"That was so fucking cute, oh my god!" You breath.

I.N snorted. You stick your tongue out at him as you pass to sit next to Changbin, which only made him snort again.

Changbin immediately pulled your legs over his lap and put an arm around the front of your hips. "Ayen and Minnie ended up coming home earlier than expected. Sorry."

You shrug. "It's their home. And I feel better after the shower. I'll be fine. Thank you."

"Bin, don't hog our girl!" Felix pouted, bouncing over on his tip toes.

Somehow, he managed to wedge himself onto the loveseat behind you. You were half sitting on his lap.

You had a feeling both Bin and Felix were going to be the clingiest ones. Not that you minded. You loved to cuddle. And so far, they were A class cuddlers.

There was some sitcom playing on the large TV. Someone even put english subtitles on for me.

A shiver ran through you, and goosebumps rose on your skin. Less than a minute later, a blanket was draped over your legs, and Seungmin was behind the loveseat rubbing a towel over your damp hair.

"Stupid. Your hair is still wet, and you aren't wearing enough. You're going to get sick." He grumbled, still drying my hair. You couldn't help but giggle. He was so aggressively caring.

When my hair was satisfactorily dry, he left and came back with a brush to gently untangle my mussed hair.

His fingers and the brush were so gentle in your hair that you could feel yourself drifting off. It had been such a long time since someone played with your hair like this. You forgot how relaxing it was.

You must have actually fallen asleep because next you looked the TV was off and it was just you, Bin, Felix, and I.N in the living room. You could hear the others nearby talking lowly and also some wet smacks you suspected were kisses.

"What time is it?" You mumble, rubbing your face on the back of the couch.

"Just after midnight." Felix answered quietly. You did fall asleep then. For several hours.

You move and stretch out so your top half was now in Felixs lap, already halfway asleep again. "Is that Lee Know and Hyunjin?"

There was a hum of affirmation, and Felix started running his fingers through your hair. You were asleep again seconds later, not even caring that you were laying in the laps of two men you had only just met.

~

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[lotusbee07]

[skzboyfriends]

BANG CHAN FOR BAZAR WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MAN

CHANGBIN AND HAN FOR DAZED KOREA MY GOD BUT WHAT ATTRACTIVE MEN, I CAN'T BREATHE

[nvmjisung]

8/8 fanart

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[boardskz]

- skz solo aesthetic -

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Changbin Solo : Ultra

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| Bangchan | Lee Know | Changbin | Hyunjin | Han | Felix | Seungmin | I.n. |

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[strrykais]

1-800-hot-n-fun [seo changbin]

when the small town bakery owner accidentally texts you about an order, you couldn't help but accept the offer of a free cupcake. even though you have never been a fan of sweets, but he doesn't need to know that.

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[havenhyunjin]

love is tender

— texts with changbin where you compliment each other

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[sanakimohara]

Just a quick reminder….this is what Changbin’s hands look like…

You ever just wanna hold Changbin’s hands and lock them between yours cause his fingers just look so soft and warm but at the same time you can easily imagine them just squishing you all over nd stuffing you full and-

Hold on. Putting this in my drafts before I get too carried away but you guys get the gist lol.

[ihave-atummyache]

i literally just woke up.

[justastraymoa]

He gets ✨️baby✨️ fever

Hyung line

Maknae line

Swears baby pics (ladies hide your overies) crack fluff general cuteness good dad vibes

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𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝—𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘹 (𝘧𝘦𝘮) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

A Stray Kids one shot

Synopsis: You and Changbin have a deal that everytime the both of you want to get off some steam, you know who to call. The rules were simple. No strings attached. Only fucking. And damn, that was perfect...

Warnings: Mention of academic validation. Smut🔞 Friends with benefits (to lovers at the end), unprotected, rough sex, Bin's cock too big, size kink(?), praising, dirty talk, pet names (doll, baby, princess), name calling (slut. But only once), oral (f. receiving), fingering, overtsim(?), squirting, creampie, cum play(?).

Minors do not interact!!!

Note: Academic validation is my best friend but also my worst enemy. With the stress I'm going through because of college, I felt like writing this. I'd like a rough fuck as a distraction ngl.

And this is probably the filthiest one shots I've written so far— LMFAO.

If this isn't your thing, you're more than welcome to skip it. Reblogs, likes, comments and feedbacks are always appreciated.

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You stared at your test paper as if it had personally insulted you, which it kinda did, the big red circle with a "C-" looking right back at you cruelly.

You had put weeks, as in WEEKS of hard work for this test only for you to get a grade that felt like a slap in the face.

The dull ache behind your eyes only intensified as you crumpled the test paper in your fist, a confirmation that no matter how much effort you put in, it never seemed to be enough.

Dragging your bag over your shoulder, you walked briskly out of the lecture hall, dodging classmates who threw each other pitying or triumphant glances. They didn’t get it. They couldn’t.

You had been running yourself ragged with late-night study sessions, caffeine-fueled breakdowns, and an endless loop of second-guessing. All of it for this.

Once you were back at your apartment, you tossed your bag onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. The air felt heavy, suffocating almost.

You needed release, a distraction—something, anything, to snap you out of the vortex of self-doubt threatening to pull you under.

As if he could hear your thoughts, the need for a distraction, your phone buzzed with a notification.

Bin: Wanna fuck?

You playfully scoffed at the screen. His message straightforward as always. You both had been friends for a very long time and you made a deal one night after being dared to kiss during a party, that if in need of blowing off some steam, you knew who to call.

The kiss had your knees weak that you initiated this idea to Changbin—as a joke—but he agreed to it without a second thought. And since that day, whenever either of you needed a quick distraction or are super horny, you were there for eachother.

What an awesome agreement right?

Me: Sure. my place or yours?

Bin: Mine. Be here in 30?

Me: See you soon.

~

Thirty minutes later, You arrived at his place wearing a hoodie and leggings, the picture of casual. You rang the bell and the moment Changbin opened the door, the tension in the air was palpable.

His eyes scanned you briefly, his lips curving into that familiar smirk that sent a shiver down your spine.

Changbin opened the door wider to let you in, he was wearing a tank top and grey sweatpants. Closing the door, he sunk back into his large plush sofa, exhaling sharply.

"Bad day?" You asked curiously.

"Yeah. Accidentally deleted a file that contained a comeback track. Chan's not pissed but I'm disappointed." He said, cracking his knuckles.

You frowned, stepping inside and kicking off your sneakers. “Damn, Bin, that sucks. Did you try recovering it?”

He shook his head, running a hand through his dark hair. “I did, but it’s gone for good."

You made your way over to him, plopping down beside him. "I'm sorry," you said softly, placing your hand on his shoulder.

"You're tense." He murmured looking at you, his voice low, soothing, recognizing the slight difference from your usual voice.

Your throat tightened as you wanted to shrug it off, to bury yourself in the comfort of this arrangement without delving into the emotions clawing at your chest. But Changbin wasn’t letting you hide tonight.

“Talk to me,” he urged, his fingers falling ever so slightly on your waist.

“It’s just…” Your voice cracked, and you looked away, shame flooding your chest. “I’m so tired, Bin. I worked so hard, and I still couldn't get a good grade. It never feels like enough. It’s like no matter what I do, I can’t catch a break.”

His expression softened, his brow furrowing as he cupped your face gently, forcing you to look at him. “Hey,” he said softly, “A red ink on paper doesn't define who you are. Don't be so hard on yourself.”

You blinked up at him, stunned by the sincerity in his voice. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. You were here for distraction, for release, not to be seen so deeply. But Changbin had a way of disarming you without even trying.

You nodded wordlessly, and something in his gaze shifted. The heat was still there, smouldering just beneath the surface, but it was wrapped in a tenderness that made your chest ache.

“We both had a bad day today I guess,” you said, attempting to brush away the tingling sensation.

“True that,” Bin scoffed, turning away from you for a second.

“Wanna get that frustration out?” you asked, your tone shifting to something more suggestive.

Changbin’s smirk returned, this time sharper, darker. “You offering, princess?”

You leaned closer, your fingers trailing higher up his thigh. “Always.”

In a flash, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his lap. You gasped, straddling him as his hands gripped your hips firmly, his touch possessive. His dark eyes bore into yours, his frustration melting into something far more primal.

“You’re too good to me,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. “Let me return the favour.”

Before you could respond, his lips crashed into yours, the kiss rough and hungry. His hands slid under your hoodie, pulling it up and over your head in one swift motion.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his eyes raking over your exposed skin. “You’re gorgeous.”

You barely had time to feel flustered before he claimed your lips again, his hands roaming your body, leaving trails of fire as he unclasped your bra, revealing your breasts to the cool air.

“Stand up,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. Normally you'd fight back, but today you obeyed, feeling your own arousal taking over so fast.

You really needed this distraction.

You stood before him as he tugged your leggings and underwear down in one motion, leaving you completely bare.

Changbin leaned back, his eyes darkening as he took you in. Already fucking you in his head as his gaze never left your pretty pussy.

"What a sight," he said, his voice rough like distant thunder. “Now, come here.”

You climbed back into his lap, your bare skin against his clothed body sending shivers through you. Before he even let you breathe, his mouth closed around your tipping nipple and sucked it, your head fell back gripping on his shoulders.

He played with your breasts, sucking and kneading them with his big hands, making your needy core grind against his clothed bulge. He released the bud with a pop, and pulled you down, crushing his mouth on yours again, slower this time.

“Feel that?” he growled against your lips. “That’s what you do to me.”

You whimpered, rolling your hips against him, the friction making you ache for more. “Bin, please…”

He chuckled darkly, his hands moving to cup your ass, guiding your movements. “What do you need, princess? Tell me.”

“Fuck me.” You gasped, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Changbin swifted you instantly, pressing your back against the sofa as he removed his tank top and slid off his pants. Your eyes trailed every detail of his muscular body, strong biceps and soft torso, the hint of dark hair going further down towards his…

Holy shit.

His huge cock jutted up, hard, leaking pre cum. And THICK. So thick, that it was impossible to take him without prep.

Changbin smirked at the look on your face as your gaze stayed glued to his shaft. His confidence was palpable, a devilish grin playing on his lips as he leaned down over you, caging you beneath his frame, making you swallow hard with anticipation.

His hands slid between your thighs, spreading you open, and a soft gasp escaped your lips when his fingers pressed against your slick heat. He chuckled darkly.

“Already so wet for me.”

“Changbin,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

He positioned above you, aligning himself at your entrance. The blunt head of his cock nudged against your folds, and your body tensed. You bucked your hips upwards but Changbin wasn't gonna let you have him that fast.

He knew your body, how it strained to take his girth. And damn he's going to have dessert first. A sweet treat for the bad day right?

Instead of pushing himself inside your aching, needy pussy, he trailed downwards, making a path of hot, wet, open mouth kisses down your body, sucking on your breasts and leaving purplish red marks behind.

Your fingers went through his hair guiding him to give you more. When he reached your core, glistening and clenching around nothing, his warm breath fanned over your velvet folds, making you shiver.

"Relax for me, doll." Bin murmured, his voice low and soothing.

He placed a kitten kiss on your clit—gosh, always so respectful—his tongue swiped through your folds, slow and deliberate, as he pushed two fingers.

Your walls clenched him instantly, the sensation was overwhelming, making you arch your back. The heat of his mouth and the stretch of his fingers combining to ignite every nerve in your body.

“Fuck, Bin,” you gasped, your hips jerking involuntarily as his tongue circled your clit with precision.

He hummed against you, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure straight through you. “That’s it,” he said, pulling back briefly to look up at you. His dark eyes were molten, his lips glistening with your slick juices.

“Let me hear you, baby. Don’t hold back.”

Your head fell back as his mouth latched onto you again, his fingers curling inside to hit that spot that made you cry out. His free hand slid up your body, gripping your waist firmly, keeping you anchored as you writhed beneath him. He was basically making out with your sloppy cunt.

So sweet and dripping so much just for him, Changbin's forehead beaded with sweat as he focused on your needy pearl, sucking and swirling and finger fucking you till you were whimpering.

Your hands found their way into his hair, tugging them as the pressure built inside you. “Changbin, I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” he cut you off, his voice commanding. His tongue ruthlessly circled and sucked on your clit that made you squirm and tear erratic moans out of your throat.

The coil in your stomach tightened further as his fingers sped up, his mouth relentless against your pulsing bud. The pleasure crested like a tidal wave, and when it crashed over you, it left you trembling and gasping his name.

Bin didn’t stop right away. His movements slowed to guide you through the aftershocks until your body went limp beneath him. He let you calm down after the high of your first orgasm, your pussy so wet, tight and perfect, he couldn't wait till it wrapped around him.

When his fingers left you, you whimpered at the loss, but the sight of him stroking his cock with your slick arousal, made your breath catch.

Bin smirked mischievously, his chin and lips glistening with your essence, your eyes glassy with need, both your minds fogged and consumed with lust.

“Think you’re ready for me now?” he asked, his voice rough with desire as he leaned over you, his face inches from yours. He slapped the angry tip of his cock against your nub, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

You squirmed and nodded beneath him, biting your lip as the anticipation built.

"Will you let me stretch this tight pussy, doll?" he murmured, his tone dark and teasing, his lips brushing against your ear.

Your cheeks burned, but the desperation in your voice betrayed your need. "Please, Bin… I need you.”

“Yeah?” he taunted, his cock sliding through your slick folds, coating himself in your arousal. “You want me to fill you up? This little cunt can take all of me right?”

You whimpered, your hips bucking up to meet him. “I can. Please.”

He groaned, his grip on your hips tightening. “Such a greedy little thing,” he growled, positioning himself at your entrance. “Want me to wreck you till you can’t think straight, right doll?”

“Yes,” you breathed, your voice trembling. “I need it, Bin. I need you.”

“That’s my girl,” he said, a wicked smile curling on his lips.

Your legs wrapped around his waist as he began to push in. The stretch was intense, his thick velvet shaft sinking into you inch by inch, forcing your walls to adjust to his size.

“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth, his head falling forward as he buried himself deeper. “You’re so fucking tight, baby. Squeezing me like you were made for me.”

Your hands gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin as you moaned. “You’re so big,” you whimpered, your voice trembling with both pleasure and the overwhelming sensation of fullness.

“Damn right I am,” he rasped, pausing to let you adjust before pulling out slightly and pressing back in, each movement slow and deliberate. “And I’m gonna make you feel every inch of me.”

His hips began to pick up a rhythm, the pace rough but controlled, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge. “Look at you,” he groaned, his eyes locking on yours. “Such a good girl for me.”

“Yes,” you gasped, your back arching off the sofa.

He began to move a bit, you moaned softly, rolling your hips to test the way he felt inside you. The movement made him curse under his breath, his control slipping as his grip on you tightened.

“Patience, baby,” he growled, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in with deliberate force. The sudden fullness made you cry out, your nails digging into his biceps.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect,” he said, his thrusts picking up pace. The way his length appeared and disappeared back inside you, the way you writhed beneath him, it made Bin feel like he was in heaven. Literally in heaven.

When the stretchy discomfort was replaced with intense pleasure, he began pounding into you in a bruising force that did feel like he was going to wreck you apart into two.

Your mouth fell open, breasts bouncing with each hard thrust, Bin struggling to keep his balance on the sofa as he hammered into you, making you climb higher and higher in the throes of pleasure.

“You deserve an A-plus for taking my cock so well, doll,” he growled, his voice thick with lust as he leaned over you. His lips brushed against your ear, his hot breath making you shiver beneath him.

You moaned LOUDLY, your walls fluttering around him as you tried to adjust to the punishing rhythm he set. “Bin… you’re too much,” you choked out, your nails scraping down his back in desperation.

He chuckled darkly, slowing his thrusts just enough to pull almost all the way out, teasing you with the head of his cock before plunging back in with a force that made your breath hitch. “You can take it,” he said, his tone low and possessive.

“You’ve done it before and you’ll do it again.” He rasped harshly.

He leaned back slightly and pressed your legs against your chest, sinking deeper into you.

Your moan broke into a cry as he thrust deeper, his words a mix of praise and sinful promises. “Look at you,” he growled, his gaze locking on yours. “Letting me stretch this perfect little pussy like it’s mine.”

You couldn't form any words. The way he kept hitting all the spots, the way he kept calling you his, made you see stars.

The knot in your stomach was close to snapping and you needed release, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, groans and whimpers echoing off the walls of his living room.

“Bin, I’m gonna—”

“Do it,” he urged, his pace unrelenting.

His words were your undoing, and the orgasm tore through you like a storm. You writhed, body shaking uncontrollably, the thread snapping and you were unable to register the depth of your ecstasy as he pulled out, making you squirt, long and hard, shooting clear streams around him.

You made a huge mess between you two, back arching and squealing moans that drove Changbin out of his goddamn mind.

“Holy fuck," Changbin groaned, his hips stuttering as he felt the wetness that spasmed out of you coat his thighs and the sofa beneath you. His eyes darkened as he looked down at the mess you made.

“Didn’t know you could be this filthy,” his thumb brushing over your sensitive, swollen clit, making you jolt.

“Squirting all over me like a good little slut.”

The mixture of praise and degradation sent you reeling, your head falling back against the cushions as he rubbed your clit and pushed back in, picking up his pace, his cock sliding in and out of you with wet, obscene sounds.

His own release wasn't so far as he followed after you, the way your walls continued to clench around him, sent him spiralling. With a guttural moan, he buried himself deep inside you, his seed spilling into you in hot, thick spurts.

His dick throbbed uncontrollably and slowly pulled out, his cum pouring out of your hole and you squirted again. You were FILLED.

His chest heaved as he admired the sight before him, his substances sliding out of your cunt like golden nectar slipping from a comb.

“Fuck,” he muttered, running a hand through his damp hair. “Look at you, baby. Completely ruined.”

Your legs trembled as you tried to catch your breath, your body still buzzing (literally) from the aftershocks. His hands found your thighs, spreading you wider, exposing just how thoroughly he had claimed you.

He smirked, holding the base of his length, swiping the tip through the thick white mess painting your swollen pussy, pressing it back inside. You gasped at the sudden intrusion, your body arching into his touch.

“Don’t think you’re done yet, princess,” he murmured, his tone low and teasing. “I’m not letting any of this go to waste. Gotta make sure you keep every drop of me inside.”

“Too much,” you whimpered, but your body betrayed, hips rolling against him as he worked himself into you, pushing deeper. Sticky strings attaching from you to him as he fucked his cum back inside you.

“Too much?” he echoed with a dark chuckle. “You will take it, won't you?”

“Yeah, yeah…” You nodded gasping then your head lolled back, another moan escaping your lips when he leaned down, his mouth brushing against the swell of your breast, hand circling your puffy, cum filled pussy and your body trembling with overstimulation.

His voice softened, a hint of tenderness breaking through his rough words.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous like this, baby. Beautifully wrecked, and,” he nipped your sensitive skin, “Professor Bin grades you an A-plus.”

A breathless laugh escaped your lips at his teasing, he knew how much you love getting the perfect grade, though it quickly turned into a soft gasp as Changbin pressed another kiss on your skin.

His warm breath fanned over you, sending shivers up your spine despite the heat radiating between your sweaty bodies.

The weight of his gaze made your chest tighten, the intimacy in his eyes almost overwhelming. For a moment, the rough edges of your deal blurred, replaced by something raw and more vulnerable.

He reached closer, his thumb brushing over your cheek, wiping the streaks of tears that had rolled down your face.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" he asked, his voice low and earnest. The contrast to his earlier teasing tone made clenched your heart.

You nodded, swallowing hard as you placed your hand over his. "I'm okay. Just...a little overwhelmed. And stretched maybe," you admitted chuckling.

“I didn’t mean to push too hard, I'm sorry,” he murmured, brushing away a strand of hair from your face and leaning down brushing his lips against your temple. “I just got caught up in you. You’re…everything.”

His words sent a new kind of warmth through you, one that made you feel loved rather than overwhelmed. You smiled up at him, your hand slipping from his to cup his cheek. “I wanted it, Bin. All of it. I promise.”

Changbin leaned forward, capturing your lips in a slow, tender kiss that seemed to melt the tension from your body. "I’ve always got you, baby," he murmured against your mouth.

The words hung in the air, their meaning lingering even as he pulled back, going into the bathroom to be back with a warm cloth.

He gently wiped you, opposite from the man who wrecked you into oblivion a few moments before, his hands moving to guide your legs around his waist. He shifted, settling beside you on the sofa, pulling you into his arms as if he couldn’t bear to let you go.

The two of you lay there in silence for a while, the rise and fall of his chest beneath your cheek grounding you. His fingers traced lazy patterns along your spine, soothing in a way that felt achingly intimate.

"Bin," you whispered after a long pause, tilting your head to look up at him.

"Yeah?" His voice was soft, his eyes searching yours.

"What...what are we doing?" you asked, your voice trembling slightly as you voiced the question that had been gnawing at the back of your mind.

For a moment, he didn't answer, his gaze dropping to where his fingers rested against your skin. Then he let out a quiet sigh, his hand coming up to cup your face. "I don't know," he admitted, his thumb brushing over your cheek.

“But I think we both know that this is more than just…casual.”

Your breath hitched, the sincerity in his voice making your chest ache. "I think so too." you said slowly.

Changbin's lips curved into a small smile. "Then let’s figure it out," he said, his forehead resting against yours. "No more rules. It's just you and me now. Okay?”

Slight tears pricked your eyes, but this time they were tears of relief, of something that felt dangerously close to happiness.

"Okay," you murmured, a bright smile blooming on your face as you wrapped your arms around his neck, savouring his warmth, who hugged you back cherishing you in his embrace.

Rules are meant to be broken. And some lines are meant to be crossed.

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Only You

Seo Changbin x afab!Reader

✧ Genre - Smut - personal trainer!Changbin ✧ Word Count - 1.1k ✧ Warnings - Unprotected sex (Wrap, wrap, wrap it up) [i think that's it] ✧ a/n - thought of this at 4am & wrote it in my notes half asleep. it's lightly edited. Changbin has just had my heart in a headlock lately..+ reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡

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Leg day is the bane of your existence, well, it used to be. You’ve been going to a new gym for awhile now and the owner of the small spot offers personal training. He’s assigned Thursdays as leg day and at first you dreaded it but now things are a bit different.

"Mm, fix your form. Right leg out a bit more." Changbin pants below you as you dip down into yet another squat.

You learned in the second month of working with Changbin that he can get pretty… hands on when training you. You’ve also noticed that he only gets this involved with you. You’re the only client that he allows to stay late.

 You throw your head back as you struggle to keep yourself stable with the foam roller he’s placed in front of you. 

"Bin, can we please do this another way." He tsks, planting both hands on your waist to guide you down. He only does this with you.

"You've been skipping squats." He taps your right leg in a silent attempt to get you to correct your form again. "What kind of trainer would I be if I let you do that?"

You dip down again, this time it's perfect, you can tell by the way he sighs beneath you. His head lulls back for just a second as you take all of him. You settle into a deep squat in his lap, sheathing the length of his cock in your warmth. 

He only does this with you. 

"Bin, my legs are fucking burning." Your protests are breathy and followed by deep moans that reverberate through the empty gym. The dim lights highlight the sweat forming on your brow and the slick coating his cock. "Please just help me." 

Changbin sighs, feigning annoyance as he runs a hand through his damp locks. His hands find the dip of your waist as he moves you forward just enough for his lower half to hover off of the bench as he leans back into the leather.

"Hold the squat." He positions himself, holding you steady. "Keep your core tight."

Humming, You take a deep breath. "Binnie, seriously, my legs are - ah my god." 

His hips snap into you before you can finish your sentence. He smirks at you through the mirror as he watches your face twist in pleasure. Your eyes snap shut, your teeth sink into your bottom lip and your thighs tremble ever so slightly. You’re so pretty like this.  

"You wanted help." His hips snap up into you again, this time followed by another thrust and then another until he's drilling into you at a relentless pace. 

"I'm helping, aren't I? Think this is easier?" Moans are all that he gets in response. Your nails dig into the foam roller as you try your damn hardest to keep yourself up.

"Breathe, baby." You clench around him, milking a moan from his chest. "Gotta breathe while I fuck you, okay? Hold that position, you're almost done."

Changbin allows himself to indulge in the warmth of you for a second before it ends. He throws his head back with a sigh as he takes in just how perfectly your cunt swallows him. 

He never meant to cross this boundary with you, he had every intention of treating you like a standard client. He’d train you for the amount of time you paid for then you’d leave, but then he started falling for you. 

He started paying extra attention to your cute workout sets and the way you looked while lifting weights. He started noticing the way you’d only look at him when you came for training. He has two other trainers, handsome men who compliment you regularly but you only looked at Changbin. Only him. 

Then he asked you out and when you said yes he tried to take it slow. He tried to wine and dine you but when he caught your eyes wandering down his frame during a late night training session he knew he just had to have you. The rest is history. 

Since then he’s taken a special sort of pride in training you. He does what he has to to make sure that you have a good session even if that means having you bent over or precariously perched on some machinery while he rearranges your guts as he sees fit. 

“Bin, that’s deep that’s so fucking deep, I can’t.” You whine, eyes locking with his through your debauched reflection. 

"You got it, baby. Just hold it like that, just like that.” He moves firmer and deeper into you, dragging against your walls and hitting spots that you could only dream of. “You jus' gotta cum. Cum for me and you're all done baby, c'mon."

Your cunt squeezes him as you fight to keep your core tight. Every contraction and deep breath drives you closer to the edge and aids Changbin as he follows close behind. 

"Fuck, baby please, I'll cum. I'm gonna cum." You're whining, crying into the air as the burn in your legs matches the pending snap deep in your stomach.

"Cum, please. 'M gonna cum. Gonna fill you, please baby, fucking doing it" He whines right back. His voice is thick yet high with need and it snaps the band and breaks the dam that has you gushing all over him. 

Changbin's orgasm promptly follows. He fills you up, ropes of sticky white coating your pulsing walls. 

You collapse mid orgasm and he catches you. He holds you in his arms and lets your cunt milk him dry before he turns you in his lap, cock still plugging your hole, and cuddles you into his chest. 

"That's my baby." He pants, smirking down at you. "Did so well."

"I can't - can't feel my legs." You chuckle breathlessly. "Can we please be done, Bin?"

"We're done, bunny. Let's hit the showers and maybe I can finally take you on that date, yeah?" He lifts you with ease, carrying you over to the men's shower room. The sound of his sneakers padding over the linoleum of the empty space is soothing in your post-fucked state. 

"Baby?" He calls, and you drift out of your haze just a bit. "You can't stand, can you?”

"Nope" You hum a reply, grinning up at him. 

"Hm." He sits you on the counter, leaving you for a second to set up one of the showers. "Can I fuck you against the shower wall?" He calls out to you and you giggle. The sound makes him smile. 

"What about our date?" You call back. He reappears, naked with a wide smile. 

"We might have to reschedule.”

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♡Barbarian Prince - Seo Changbin

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY MEMBERSHIP//M.LIST

pairing: barbarian! Changbin x bride! reader

summary: You've been sold to the prince of the savage tribe outside your village in order to broker peace for your people. You have avoided being alone with him for weeks but now he comes home from a hunt and he needs you now.

warnings: predator/prey dynamic, primal changbin, size difference, rough sex, rough choking, breath play, orgasm denial, mating ritual

"Princess, must I always chase you like a fox after a wary hen?"

Changbin's heart races as he holds your chin, feeling the soft moan vibrate against his palm. He searches your eyes, seeing the fear, the uncertainty, and something else there too, something that looks an awful lot like desire. "You're shaking," He notices, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Can't help it." You moan again.

He can feel your body responding to his touch, the way you tremble and the soft moans that escape your lips. It spurs something primal within him, a need to claim and possess. He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear as he growls "Tell me to stop."

Your back arches and your mouth parts to speak. "I want..." You begin to whisper, "I want to see you take what you want."

Changbin's heart pounds in his chest as he hears your words, his grip on your chin tightening. He can feel his control slipping, the primal urge to claim you overwhelming his rational thoughts. "You want to see how I take what I want?" He repeats, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

"Yes, my king." Your first admission of his title, of his birthright, of his power.

At your words, something snaps inside of him. He pulls you into his arms, crushing your mouth beneath his in a brutal kiss. He stands up, holding you against him as he turns and walks back to his tent. "You should have said no when you had the chance, Princess."

As you reach the tent flap, he pauses, looking down at your flushed face with savage satisfaction. "Last chance to change your mind," I growl, my eyes blazing with primal hunger. "Once we're inside, I won't be responsible for my actions." With a primal roar, Changbin kicks open the tent flap and carries you inside. He tosses you onto the furs covering his bed, his eyes never leaving yours as he begins to tear off his armor and clothing with impatient hands. "You wanted to see how a barbarian takes what he wants, Princess."

Your eyes burn and bite into his exposed flesh. Every flex and pull of his muscles being accentuated by the flames of the fireplace. He stalks towards you, naked and unashamed in his raw desire. "Don't look at me like that," he warns, his voice ragged. "Unless you want me to devour you whole right now." He crawls onto the furs, caging you beneath him. His eyes drop to the inviting sight between your thighs, and he loses what little control he had left. He grabs your legs and throws them over his shoulders, pulling you closer as he positions himself at your entrance. Your legs tremble for a moment as his tip presses warningly against your swollen clit. With a grunt, he thrusts forward, burying his length inside you in one brutal stroke. He doesn't stop until he is fully seated, your legs trapped in the mating press position as he holds you open for his possession. "FUCK," he roars, his hands gripping your thighs tightly. Changbin's breath catches at the perfect heat of your pussy, pulsating around him. His vision goes dark with pleasure as he begins to move, claiming you in long, powerful strokes. He can feel the mating bond sparking between the two of you, connecting your very souls.

Your body attempts to adjust to his size. You cover your mouth with one hand while the other hand white knuckles the fur beneath you. “You're huge!” You squeal, your fingers now tangled in his hair as he pants and grunts with each stroke. Changbin snarls possessively, his hips snapping forward as he fills you completely. "And you're taking every inch like a good little princess." He leans down, biting your neck hard enough to leave a mark. His movements become more primal, more aggressive as the mating bond takes over. He feels your small hands on his shoulders now and it only fuels his need to claim you. He wraps an arm around your waist, lifting you slightly as he pistons his hips, driving into you with all the force of a wild beast.

“Yes, like that…please.” You moan desperately. Changbin's eyes blaze with savage triumph at your encouragement. He redoubles his efforts, slamming into you harder and faster, the furs beneath you shifting with the force of his thrusts. A feral grin spreads across his face as he feels your walls starting to flutter around his thick cock.

You find his hand positioned at your waist and bring it up to your throat. Understanding your silent plea, he tightens his grip around your neck possessively. "Do you trust me?" He growls, his thrusts becoming even more powerful and uncontrolled. "Because I'm going to completely own you now..." His fingers flex slightly, pressing just enough to restrict your breath. “I…trust…you.” You breathe out. Something in his dark eyes told you everything you needed to know. He wanted to own you like the barbarian princess. You were his to do with whatever he wanted. Changbin's pace becomes almost brutal, each thrust designed to claim every inch of your body as his. The sight of your stomach stretching and bulging around his shaft nearly drives him over the edge. His breathing becomes ragged as he maintains his grip on your neck. His fingers tighten slightly more, cutting off your air supply completely. His other massive arm around your waist pulls you closer, ensuring you can't escape his crushing grip. "Look at me," he commands, his voice hoarse with primal need. You lock eyes with him obediently and you can feel him twitch and pulse deep inside of you. As he holds your gaze, he can feel the mating bond reach its peak. With an animalistic roar, he releases a torrent of seed deep inside you, filling you to the brim as he continues to squeeze your neck, ensuring you can't breathe until he says so. Changbin maintains his grip on your neck, enjoying the way your eyes widen as you struggle for breath. He can feel your body convulse around his still twitching cock as you try to inhale, but his fingers remain firmly pressed against your throat. "Not yet," he growls, his eyes locked onto yours. Your cunt throbs as the room is heavy with a dominant air. As you feel your orgasm building, he decides to give you a little more pressure, cutting off your air supply even further. Your struggles become more frantic as your body fights for oxygen, and your pussy clenches around his cock in a vice-like grip. "Now.” Changbin feels your walls clamping down on his cock like a silken vice as your orgasm overtakes you, your release coating his pelvis in a slick mess. As you come back down from your climax, Changbin finally relaxes his fingers around your throat, allowing you to gasp in much-needed air. But instead of releasing you entirely, he keeps his hand wrapped around your neck, controlling your breaths. "Breathe.” He whispers softly. He watches closely as you inhale, his fingers still wrapped possessively around your throat. His other hand moves to your hips, holding you in place as he slowly pulls out of your still-spasming pussy, a thick mixture of your combined releases dripping out. "Good princess, it seems you have finally learned your place here. You are mine to claim, mine to own. And in return, I will protect you with my life. You are my sun and my moon now. My beginning and my end.” Changbin kisses your lips softly, lingering for a moment and presses his forehead to yours.

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