#fem! lee know

[lyramundana]

DOLLHOUSE

The Kim family are seemingly perfect in the eyes of everyone who meets them. Rich, nice houses, gorgeous children and marriages built upon pure love and respect.

It started with Kim Felix and his wife, Jeonjin, a cheerful, if a bit excentric married couple. They had two healthy, handsome sons, Seungmin and Jisung. When they grew, Jisung met Hyuna at his workplace, where she worked as a model. He spend months pining from afar before he finally asked her out and, eventually, brought her home as his formal girlfriend, marrying her soon after. Then Seungmin met Lina some years later and, after weeks of mostly bickering and agressive flirting, he asked her out on a date. He brought her home to his parents as his the same way Jisung did, and ended up getting married too.

Jisung and Hyuna had two adorable sons, Changbin and Chan. Seungmin and Lina took their time, but when little Chan was five, Lina gave birth to a precious girl, Lixie. The ball of joy became made Seungmin's smile brighter than ever and brought a soft side of Lina that no one thought possible.

Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen

This is the story everyone knows. It sounds like the dream family, right? They make such a pretty picture...as long as you don't look too close at it.

Don't let them see through the curtains

Because if you do, you'll see the cracks surrounding it. And you'll hear the dirty secrets the walls will whisper to you.

The wallpaper listens

She became Lixie's babysitter by a recommendation from her friend, Jeong, Lina's younger sister. Hearing the woman's complaints about not finding a proper caretaker for her babygirl and knowing Nessa could use some extra cash, Jeong decided to kill two birds with a single stone.

She's been in this practically since Lixie was a newborn, exactly three years and half. It was supposed to be a short-term job until Lina managed to find an alternative so she could stay more at home, but she grew to adore Lixie and got used to the routine of taking care of her, so she stayed. At least that's what she explains to whoever asks about the matter. she's trapped, can't bring herself to leave

As babysitter, her job is very simple. Feed the baby, change her diapers, shower her, play with her and make sure she's healthy and happy at all times. That's all she must do.

As a babysitter, her only focus should be Lixie. She's all she needs to care about. And if she happens to hear or see something she definitely shouldn't have like Seungmin's brother coming out of Lina's room or the breathless moans and dirty words when Seungmin isn't home, that's none of her business. Oh, what is it? Is Lixie hungry? Let's fix that now and forget everything else.

She's been the family's housemaid since Channie was still in the crib. The bills don't pay themselves and she was struggling when Jisung contacted her. He and his wife had demanding jobs and two kids, so they couldn't handle everything, he said. They needed someone to take care of the things they didn't have time for, and she needed quick money. It was an easy deal.

Officially, her duty consists on doing the house chores, like laundry and cleaning the rooms, but eventually she also began to look after the kids too. It was only natural, since they were the main sources of dirt she had to clean after, and in some way, they were house chores too. If Mr Jisung and Mrs Hyuna aren't around, she helps them with homework and entertains them, even thought it isn't part of her contract. There were talks about her quitting the job to move somewhere else, but it never happened. She clearly prefers to stay here, with this cozy job where she gets to spend time surrounded by luxuries she couldn't bare leaving them behind, not after everything

A housemaid's duty is simply keeping the house clean and comfortable for when her masters arrive. She does the laundry, cooks their meals, fixes their rooms and does as she's told until she returns home.

As a housemaid, she has mastered the art of being invisible. Her presence remains subtle unless she's needed. She's the ears and eyes of the house, nothing wents on there without her knowledge. Nothing. Mrs Lina's husband visiting them when Mr Han leaves the house. Hands and whispers wandering where they shouldn't. She's merely an spectator, unable to intervene. Look at that, the boys left their toys out again! She better put them back before the Masters arrive.

Taglist: @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @moonlightndaydreams @linlinaert @queenmea604 @hanjisunglover @kpopsstuffs @noellllslut @bangtanmix73 @thightswideforhanin @boi-bi-ahaha @grayscorner @rosierosaaa @ren0325

Important: That's just how I envision the girls in my head, but you're free to self-insert yourselves. Imagine them however you prefer.

[nitadllyss]

Waking Up Next to Your Boyfriend

-Hyung Line x Reader -

Maknae line here

Genre: Fluff, Headcanon (too sweet)

Warnings: None

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Bangchan:

• He has trouble sleeping, so when he finally does, he’s completely out. A sleepy koala .

• He’s always the big spoon.

• He unconsciously throws a leg over you and pulls you close with his arm whenever you move.

• When you check the time, you turn off anything that might make noise and go back to sleep, hoping he takes his time waking up so he can rest.

• Considering you woke up with Chan's fluffy hair and his pajama is basically no pajama, it's totally understandable that you didn't want it to end.

• When he finally opens his eyes and sees the time, he flinches a little. It’s late (well, actually, it’s early, but Mr. Workaholic doesn’t see it that way).

• But when he sees you, his heart skips a beat. You look so comfortable next to him.

• He doesn’t resist (not that he even tries) and showers your neck and jaw with kisses, whispering a deep, raspy "Good morning."

• You’re so asleep you barely understand what he’s saying. It’s honestly way too early for your brain to function properly.

• You manage to kiss his cheek just as he’s getting up to leave for work :(( .

• You know he’ll make it up to you with all the cuddles when he comes back.

• In the meantime, you bury your nose in the spot he left on the bed, inhaling that Chan scent.

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Lee Know:

• At this point, the bed feels way too small.

• Minho is lying down, and you’re lying on top of him, your head resting on his chest. His arms wrap around your back and waist, his chin resting on your head. You’re practically fused together.

• Soongie is curled up on your back, purring contentedly.

• Doongie is sprawled out at Minho’s feet, belly up, deep asleep.

• Meanwhile, Dori is wide awake, tail flicking as he plots his next move. Suddenly, he pounces—straight onto your head—trying to catch Minho’s nose, waking both of you up in shock.

• You laugh in confusion while Minho just lazily drapes an arm over Dori, trying to keep him still, then drifts back to sleep.

• When you finally grab your phone to check the time, you’re surprised by how late it is and try to get up. But before you can leave the bed, Minho grabs your arm and pulls you back in.

"Just a little longer," he mumbles without even opening his eyes.

"Babe, I have to make breakfast," you say, completely mesmerized by how soft and relaxed his profile looks.

"If you stay five more minutes, I’ll help you make it," he says with a lazy smile. He knows he’s won—who would say no to a breakfast made by him?

• Those five minutes turn into a sleepy make-out session. You kiss his nose, jaw, forehead, chin, cheeks, the corners of his lips—before finally pressing small kisses on his lips.

• When his children (the cats) start getting fussy because they also want breakfast, you both have no choice but to get up.

• In the end, he ends up making the whole breakfast while you feed the cats.

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Changbin:

• He’s a soft, fluffy ball of curls—the cutest and coziest thing you’ll ever see.

• He’s asleep on your chest, his hand resting against your ribs, securing his spot.

• He won’t say it, but he loves sleeping like this because the sound of your heartbeat soothes him. It’s his favorite lullaby.

• Your hand never stops running through his hair. If you stop, he’ll probably let out a grumpy little growl in protest.

• When it’s time to wake up, he clings to you even tighter, mumbling in a pouty tone, "Just a little longer..."

• He doesn’t give you a choice. Every time you try to move, he buries his face deeper into your chest and tightens his grip around your side.

• After a while, your hand drifts down to his face, replacing the hair-stroking with soft caresses on his cheeks. You’re definitely trying to get something.

• "Binnie, baby . We have to get up for breakfast," you whisper sweetly.

• He lets out another grumpy groan, and just as he’s about to complain, his stomach growls in sync.

• Maybe breakfast doesn’t sound like such a bad idea after all...

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Hyunjin:

• He’s a mess.

• He’s completely sprawled out—one arm stretched above his head, the other tangled in your hair. His wrist is probably numb by now.

• One knee is bent in one direction, the other leg is draped over yours.

• He sleeps with his mouth slightly open and changes position every ten minutes.

• First, he turns and clings to you like a koala. Then he buries his face in your neck. Then he rolls over and gives you his back. But he misses you, so he wraps himself around you again.

• He’s a beautiful disaster.

• When he cracks one eye open to check the time, he realizes it’s late but just shuts his phone off and decides to go back to sleep. (He’s not lazy, he’s just way too comfortable.)

• Before drifting off again, he stares at you, completely captivated—memorizing every detail, every little movement you make in your sleep. He’s definitely going to draw you later.

• But his intense gaze wakes you up.

• His eyes widen, and he immediately whines, "No, no, no. Go back to sleep. We’re still sleeping."

• Like a spoiled kid, he pouts, pushing his bottom lip out. When you insist it’s late, he sulks even more.

"You just want to go to work because you don’t want to stay with me. You’re heartless."

• In the end, the drama queen makes an appearance, as always.

• Somehow, you manage to wiggle out of his hold.

• When you return with his iced coffee and he sees you getting ready for your shower, reality finally hits him.

• Grumpily, he drags himself out of bed, accepting that responsibilities exist.

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This is my first Headcanon! I hope I did it right.💗

English is not my first language, so let me know if you spot any mistakes 🙏🏻.

[ivyyisbored22]

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞—𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘹 (𝘧𝘦𝘮) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

A Stray Kids drabble

Synopsis: Look what wearing that little skirt got you to...

Warnings: SMUT🔞. Overstimulation, squirting, use of a vibrator, mean!Minho, pet names, slight choking(?), name calling (slut. But only once).

Minors do not interact!!!

Note: Just a quick random drabble that came to my mind when I was bored in class. No plot really, just smut lmfao.

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

ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ.

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𝑬𝑵𝑱𝑶𝒀!

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Lee Know has never questioned anything you do, especially your wardrobe. He lets you wear whatever you want because every time he says, “If anyone dares to look in your direction, I’ll make him regret his existence.” 

Which he has. 

But. Wearing that little skirt was a BIG mistake. Thinking that you could have him wrapped around your finger was another BIG mistake. And being stupid enough to show off that skirt as if you weren’t already owned by him—mind, body and soul—in front of his friends to make him a little jealous was the BIGGEST mistake of all.

Because now look at you, sitting with your back pressed flush against him, legs open, hands tied behind, his hand around your neck and your pussy being abused by your favourite vibrator.

Oh, and wearing nothing but that little skirt. 

“Minh— please—” you whined, trying to regain your lost voice while you were shaking, writhing, the intense buzzing of the vibrator only increasing by the second. 

But he didn’t care for your pleas or your cries. “If you’re gonna act like a bratty slut, I’ll treat you like one honeypie,” he cooed, the nickname falling out of his mouth teasingly.

He was mean and ruthless, letting the buzzing wand continue its assault while he stroked your swollen, tender clit with agonizing pressure that had you squealing. Your juices have soaked the sheets beneath you, he pulled one orgasm after another, without giving you time to breathe or process it, you even lost count of it. 

Your body trembled, pussy throbbing and thighs shaking against him as he kept you spread open, completely at his mercy.

A pleased hum rumbled against your ear, his breath warm as he pressed his lips to your flushed cheek. His fingers trailed up your belly, featherlight, teasing, setting every nerve on fire. “You wanted my attention so bad, and now you can’t even use your words?”

A strangled whimper left your lips, your wrists pulling helplessly against the restraints behind your back. His grip on your throat tightened just slightly, making your head spin. 

“You know, for someone who put on a whole show in this little skirt, you’re awfully quiet now,” he mused, his tone dripping with menace and pinched your peaking nipple. “Where’s that confidence, baby? Thought you could have me wrapped around your little finger?”

You shook your head rapidly, your back arching against him as another wave of pleasure hit you like a crashing tide. “I— I was wrong, Minho,” you gasped out, your voice wrecked.

Minho chuckled lowly, and the deep, indulgent sound made your toes curl. “Good girl. Have you learned your lesson?” he murmured, kissing the shell of your ear before biting down gently, making you shudder.

His hand skimmed down to your thigh after teasing your sensitive nipples, gripping it firmly as he finally—finally—turned the vibrator down just a fraction, letting you breathe. You sagged against him, your head falling back onto his shoulder, eyes fluttering.

But the reprieve was brief.

With a flick of his wrist, the vibrations surged back to full intensity, making you jolt in his grasp, a sharp cry leaving your lips.

“Ah, ah, not yet,” he tutted, his fingers tightening and digging onto your soft skin as he kept you locked against him.

Tears leaked out of your eyes as you squirmed, his fingers pressing against your puffy clit in tight, deliberate circles. The pressure was unbearable, the dual stimulation sending shockwaves through you.

The overwhelming sensation tipped you over the edge again and again, yet left you teetering just out of reach. He was so mean, so unbearably cruel, but you couldn't have it any other way.

“m’sens—sensitive, Minho please—”

You sobbed his name, barely able to form words anymore, completely undone in his hold. 

A new wave of release climbed up your spine and left you reeling, your back arched when the knot snapped, the vibrator left your sloppy hole and a gush of liquid spasmed out of you. 

You couldn't hold back the loud cathartic cry and Minho's grip softened completely as he watched you come hard and crumble against him, so utterly spent, it felt like you had nothing more left in your body.

You fell limp over Minho, chest heaving and feeling a pulse beat everywhere. 

“Oh, honeypie,” he cooed, his voice dripping with faux sympathy as he pressed a lingering kiss to the crown of your head, his fingers stroking your swollen, pulsing pussy and then untied your wrists. 

“All that attitude, and now look at you. My poor, dumb baby.”

His arms wrapped around you securely, pulling you flush against his chest. His fingers traced lazy circles along your spine, his touch suddenly turning gentle and soothing. 

You whimpered softly, too exhausted to form words, only able to nuzzle deeper into his warmth.

Minho smirked, feeling the damp trails of tears still clinging to your cheeks. With a sigh, he tilted your chin up, pressing sweet, featherlight kisses along your temple, brushing away the tear stains on your cheeks and ghosted over your lips.

Your lashes fluttered as he wiped away the remnants of your tears with his thumb, his gaze hooded but affectionate.

“Next time,” he murmured, his lips curving into a lazy grin, “think twice before trying to make me jealous, yeah?”

You barely managed a weak nod, too lost in the warmth of his embrace and the lingering buzz between your legs, your limbs tangled with his.

Minho only chuckled, holding you closer. “That’s my girl.”

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[hyunjinners]

✧:･ﾟHeartache → Stray Kids x reader ˚₊· ꒰🍃꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊ during an argument, they raise their voice at you, uttering hurtful words.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊ maknae line! x fem! reader 

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊ discussion, angst, established relationship.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊ shouting, insults, fights, anxiety, insecurities (on both sides). Any scenarios, names and groups mentioned are pure fiction! Similarities to real events are purely coincidental. × In some scenarios not everyone is an idol. ×

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𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆¡!

Jisung has always been in love with you. You’ve known each other since high school and have always had a strong friendship, never caring about unpleasant comments questioning the possibility of a friendship between a man and a woman. Consequently, over time, he fell in love with you more and more each day he spent by your side, but he never confessed, and you never showed that you felt the same because you wanted to hide it at all costs. Jisung was always very popular because of his talents, so you never thought you deserved to date someone as amazing as him.

Time passed, you were both adults, and Jisung ended up debuting as an idol. Even after so many years, he never had the courage to tell you how he felt, so he just suppressed his feelings. After a long time, he got involved with an idol he met during his trainee days. You didn’t know this, as he couldn’t reveal it to the media, but even when he had the opportunity to tell you, he couldn’t muster the courage. Perhaps his deepest feelings held him back.

You were at Jisung's dorm for a movie marathon, taking advantage of his day off. He got up to go to the bathroom, leaving you to choose what you were going to watch. Jisung's phone, which was beside you on the couch, was vibrating desperately. You were never intrusive, but Jisung had never stopped you from touching his things. Thinking it might be one of the boys or even Jisung's staff wanting to warn him about something, you picked up his phone and checked his notifications.

The contact of a woman, with a heart emoji next to her name, lit up the phone screen, with several messages saying she missed him and that she would visit Jisung in his dorm later. You knew you had no right to meddle in Jisung's life, but the fact that he had hidden this from you, even though you were supposedly someone he trusted, hurt you deeply. When he returned, he was confused by the sad expression on your face. “What happened, little one? Are you okay?” He was utterly confused until he noticed his phone in your hands. His expression shifted from concern to irritation in a matter of seconds. “What were you doing?”

“When were you going to tell me, Jisung? Why... I don’t understand. Are you with someone? Why didn’t you tell me? Since when have you become so cowardly as to forget your trust in me?” At this point, you were both standing, staring at each other, your upset expressions obvious. “And since when do I have to give you any explanations, huh?” He didn’t know why he was so angry, but his confused feelings were preventing him from being clear at this moment. “WE’RE FRIENDS, JISUNG! I’m not just anyone you can simply ignore. I care about you too, you idiot.” Despite your raised tone fueled by anger, you tried to explain your feelings, but Jisung just couldn’t hear you at that moment.

“MAYBE IF YOU WEREN’T ACTING LIKE A FANATIC, I COULD HAVE TOLD YOU!” He exploded, gesturing wildly in complete desperation.

Silence. Those three seconds of silence felt like three hours. This chilling silence was broken by your faint sniffles. You raised your hands to hide your tears. Turning away from him, Jisung could tell he felt shattered inside at that moment. Your tears brought him back to his cruel current reality. “Fanatic? I... I’m not a fan of yours, Jisung. To be honest, now I’m just an idiot who trusted you.”

You didn’t bother to grab your jacket; you just ran to the door. As you opened it, you bumped into Jisung's girlfriend. He tried to run after you, but it was already too late. Now, all he could do was cry—not just because of the argument but because the arms that comforted him weren’t the ones he wanted.

𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗¡!

You had been in a relationship for a little over three years. After Felix proposed to you, you both moved to Busan so you could settle into a calm life before getting married. He was a kindergarten teacher, and you opened a small café near the house you were finishing paying off together. You were the typical cute couple, never having serious fights and always being very happy with each other. Even though the life you both dreamed of was almost finally stable and fulfilled, Felix's family didn’t accept the life he was living. Felix was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, so his family expected him to live like an heir prince; however, he chose to live a quiet life with you, which was clearly reason enough for his family to dislike you.

With only a few months left until the wedding, Felix’s father was making his life a living hell, doing everything he could to make Felix give up on you. For this reason, Felix had been depressed for several days. You didn’t know what was going on, and he didn’t want to tell you so you wouldn’t get upset, which left you increasingly worried about his condition. He wasn’t eating properly, woke up many times in the middle of the night, and always got startled when the phone or the doorbell rang.

During a walk you took on weekends, throughout the entire route, you noticed he was hyperventilating, and every time you asked him about it, he would just force a smile and say it was nothing. When you were on the corner heading back home, you finally mustered the courage to question him. “Felix… please, don’t lie to me.” You grabbed his arm, making him stop. He looked back at you, his expression completely exhausted. “Lie about what? I already told you it’s nothing. Please, leave me alone.”

His tone wasn’t angry—it was more tired. He didn’t want to be so rude, but the pressure his father was putting on him had really messed with his mental health. He freed himself from your weak grip, quickly walking home.

After you entered your small and cozy living room, while Felix was taking off his jacket, you stopped in front of him in another attempt to make him talk.

“Don’t you trust me? Felix, I’m not here to judge you. I’m really, sincerely worried about you.”

He just ignored your desperation, going upstairs to the bathroom. You followed him without a second thought, determined to make him speak. “Love, you can count on me! I—”

“COULD YOU PLEASE STOP?! Please, I’m begging you, let me breathe! Just for a moment.”

He stopped at the top of the stairs, making you stop halfway up. You were startled by the look Felix gave you. He had never, ever, yelled at you. You weren’t angry with him, but it did affect you in some way. Before you could say anything else, you just apologized, walking past him and locking yourself in the bedroom.

He immediately rushed to the bedroom door as soon as you entered, his hand hovering over it, wondering if he should knock or not. He rested his forehead right there, finally allowing himself to cry after holding back for days. He really needed this relationship to work.

He couldn’t live without you.

𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍¡!

Seungmin was the ideal partner from your point of view. He was a surgeon and heir to a hospital franchise, and you were a dermatologist from a family of politicians. People always had high expectations of your relationship: from your family and friends to the media, which saw you as a reference. Seungmin wasn’t exactly the temperamental type of man; to be honest, he always preferred to withdraw from problems until things calmed down so he could resolve the situation clearly and organized. However, the course of the days was draining all his patience and usual calm. The hospital was chaotic, and Seungmin’s father was dumping all his frustrations on his son, leaving him stressed.

Your father met with you earlier during a lunch that was apparently a family gathering but turned out to be another ploy for his threats. There were some problems happening in politics, so he needed some distraction for his troubles, and obviously, your marriage would be the perfect target. He wanted you to announce a pregnancy as soon as possible so that the media could focus on you, giving him time to sweep everything under the rug. You didn’t give your father an answer, saying you would think about it. Seungmin was clearly irritated with him but said nothing.

At this moment, you were lying on your bed, finishing reading your book while waiting for Seungmin to finish changing after taking a long hot shower in an attempt to calm himself down… which didn’t exactly work. He sits next to you, so you close your book, looking into his tired and irritated eyes. “babe…”

“Are you really going to keep going with this?” Seungmin interrupts you, his expression neutral. However, behind his eyes, there’s a clear flame of disappointment and a bit of anger. Not at you, but at this moment, he didn’t care to distinguish where it came from. “What do you mean?” you ask, confused. “You no longer live for yourself. Are you really going to keep doing your father’s will?”

“Seungmin, he just wants what’s best for both of us-”

“HE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT YOU! He never cared and won’t in the future. You’re just a means for him to get rid of the media. Are you really that naïve?”

You look at him dumbfounded, feeling not just sadness but pure shock. Deep down, you knew he was right, but his bluntness truly shook you. You don’t hide your tears but say nothing. You just get up, leaving to God knows where, leaving him behind with a heavy heart. “I’m sorry…”

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍¡!

You and Jeongin had been trainees for just over a year. You both started around the same time, so you were relatively close… or almost that. For some unknown reason, Jeongin decided that he would hate you to death. From the first time you performed together, he would look you up and down as if he didn’t want you to breathe in the same space as him. What you didn’t know was that Jeongin was hopelessly in love with you, but since this relationship would never be possible if it depended on the company, he masked his feelings with anger, so you wouldn’t get close to him in any way and make the situation worse for him.

JYP prepared a project, a program aimed at presenting the two groups that would debut: the boy group Stray Kids and the girl group M4ya, the group you were part of. During one of the stages, the proposal was to unite the units of each group, with the objective of exploring their talents. As the main vocal of M4ya, you ended up getting the project alongside Seungmin and Jeongin. In the beginning, you were mostly nervous because you never understood his behavior and were afraid you would end up fighting. You trained together for hours, adjusting your vocals while giving and receiving tips from each other.

It was a very important project, since it would be the first time you were doing something independently, without the help of vocal teachers, just relying on your learned abilities. Seungmin was being a great help to you, since, as you were nervous, your voice wasn’t coming out the way you wanted. Maybe a little insecurity was also clouding your mind, so Seungmin offered to help. At the end of the recordings, you politely bowed, thanking him for his help and effort. When Seungmin left, leaving just you and Jeongin, he rolled his eyes at you while speaking calmly, “It doesn’t surprise me that your voice was failing so much. You look like a chicken in the butcher shop before being sold, you’re shaking so much.” You stared at him, this time tired of his teasing.

“You know, I’ve really been ignoring your behavior the whole time I’ve known you, but I would like to know why you’re like this. I never did anything to you!”

“So you think you’re a saint?” He let out a small, disdainful laugh. “No wonder you’re so snobby.”

“Then tell me, Jeongin! WHY? Why do I deserve so much criticism?” He massaged his temples, his voice was irritated at that moment. “WHY CAN’T YOU STOP BEING SO INSECURE?! So, you need that much validation, huh? Spare me.” He laughed, turning his back while fixing his bag, ready to go to the dorm. However, not long after, he stood frozen in place upon hearing your sniffles. You ran your hand over your face, hiding it from Jeongin. You didn’t want to cry in front of him, but you were too sensitive at that moment.

“You know, Jeongin, I shouldn’t justify myself to you, but I’ve always tried my best to get here, and all I hear in return for my effort is criticism after criticism. So, yes, maybe I am a little insecure girl who doesn’t know where to go without validation, just like you said. Just don’t come any closer, please. Leave me alone.” He was shocked, not having processed the situation. He never thought it could come to this point, and now he was agonizing with hatred, surprisingly, for himself. “I messed up so much now.” He crouched on the floor, running his hand through his hair in a desperate attempt to contain his tears of pure frustration.

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₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; In a world where Humans and Hybrids should be living as equals, Hybrids are still viewed as being closer to their animalistic side than their humanistic. Deep in the woods lives a band of misfit hybrids who reject these societal views and keep to themselves, choosing to live away from humans. What happens when the youngest of this rogue group meets a lost Human girl, befriending her after an incident where he must rely on her for help?

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; hybrid!au, female!reader, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, mentions of starvation (not purposeful but due to lack of food), she/her pronouns used for reader, this is very loosely based off the overall themes/tones of the manga and anime fruits basket~

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 1

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 2

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 3

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 4

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 5

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 6

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 7

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 8

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 9

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 10

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 11

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 12

₊˚⊹ᰔ Chapter 13

more to come…

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skz hyung line ✦ moonstruck ! ༄.°

skz!hyung line + calling each other up at midnight

masterlist . . . ✰

𓆩♡𓆪 𝒶n : based on these prompts , new fav fic unlocked (personally) bc i’m definitely a night person lol , talking to someone all night is a DREAM (i did it only once w my bsf). anywayy, enjoy <3 (maknae line coming when I have the patience to write it later)

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌arnings + tags : sometimes very little hurt (or not) to comfort ; fluff ; mention of nightmares (in chan’s) ; mentions of parents fighting (in lee know’s) ; very short (changbin’s)(just like him 😭) ; striving to be perfect, toxic academic validation, mentions of burning out (in hyunjin’s) ; not proofread.

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌c : 1.8k

bang chan ⭑ ‘if I fall asleep, don’t hang up.’ / ‘I never do, baby.’

it was around 1 a.m., and chan had just returned to his dorm from the studio. jeongin was hanging out at the minsung dorm for the night, so he was alone.

chan saw a string of texts from you, the most recent one from just a few minutes ago. wondering why you weren’t asleep already, he looked for your name in his contacts list and facetimed you.

you picked up the call in under a few seconds.

setting his phone against the table, he began changing into his night clothes.

“why aren’t you sleeping, baby? what’s bothering you?” he asked softly.

“nothing,” you said, too stubborn to admit why you weren’t asleep.

he raised his eyebrow at you, and tilted his head a little. “really?”

“I just had a nightmare.” you whispered, but he still heard it through the phone. he looked at your face in concern: dark circles underlining your eyes, a thin layer of sweat shining on your face, and slightly dishevelled hair.

“oh, baby,” he cooed. “I wanna hold you so tightly right now.”

he picked up the phone and moved around to lay sideways on his bed, propping it against a pillow.

“wish you were here, channie,” you said sadly, tears brimming your eyes at the reminder of your nightmare.

“please don’t cry, baby, do you want to talk about it?” he asked. you nodded your head ‘no’. “that’s all right. want me to talk to you about something?”

“yes please,” you smiled a little. he watches as you ruffle your bedsheets and set up your pillows to lie in the same position as him: sideways, with the phone against a pillow. “what did you work on today?”

“hannie and I were going through some stuff for the new dominate mixtape,” he said.

“how far along has it come?” you asked, sliding deeper into the blanket.

he continued talking about the mixtape, han’s antics, and how hard it was apparently to take care of him without changbin’s support (as a joke, obviously).

you felt your eyes drooping slowly, chan’s voice buzzing in the background. you were being lulled to sleep by his calm, angelic voice.

with your last bit of consciousness, you breathe out. “if I fall asleep, don’t hang up.”

his voice replied with a “I never do, baby.” as you finally fell asleep peacefully, because now, chan was finally there to take care of you.

lee know ⭑ ‘talk to me. what’s going on?’

you had been having the worst week of your life. and of course, it was still january.

on monday, you got yelled at by your homeroom teacher for being five minutes late.

on tuesday, you spilled ink from your pen on yourself and your friend.

on wednesday, all the coffee powder in your house magically ran out and you were caffeine-deprived for the day.

on thursday, when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did. your parents fought again.

on friday, you were sure your bad luck would bring something worse for the day. but, it didn’t.

school went normally, without sudden burstings of pens or scoldings from teachers. you had enough coffee. you did well on your test.

and of course, how could you forget: your best friend, lee know, asked to hang out with you for the evening.

after recording a pudding mukbang together, you sent it to han, minho’s and yours’ best friend.

minho and you played jenga, watched horror movies, skateboarded in the park till night fell. the whole time, you looked like you were just waiting for the other shoe to drop, because there was no way that the entire day was simply… good? right?

when minho dropped you back home, he opened his mouth to say something. but, he closed it just as he had opened it. you wished each other a good night, and he left after giving you a hug.

however, in the smack middle of the night, you could hear your parents arguing about something. again. of course.

at the same time you woke up, your phone rang with minho’s contact name appearing on it. without thinking, you answered it.

“do you want me to come over, jagi?” he asked softly. how did he even know something was wrong?

“can you?” you asked hesitantly, willing yourself not to start sobbing.

you could hear some rustling from his end, and then he cut the call.

in two minutes, there was a knock against your window. you scrambled to open it and pulled minho inside. he raised his eyebrows at the sound of your parents arguing, but didn’t say anything.

“talk to me, jagi.” he whispered into my ear as he came closer to hug me. “what’s going on?”

seo changbin ⭑ ‘I wish you were here.’

both changbin and you had been working overtime the past few weeks. he had been tied up with 3racha while producing new music, and you had been overworked at your office.

you both came home at odd hours of the night and left at random hours of the morning.

you had one new message from changbin: “I wish you were here.”

you quickly sent him a picture of you petting your cat’s head: “we wish you were here with us too ): ”

you sighed sadly as he had already gone offline.

a few days later, changbin had apparently had enough of whatever the hell was going on. one night, when you were working late, the intercom of your office room buzzed. “ms. y/n? there’s someone here to see you.”

you got up, confused as to who would be there this late.

as you grew closer to the person, you realised it was him. your face immediately lit up at the sight.

“binnie!” you called excitedly. “how are you— here, oh my god?”

“baby,” he called, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up a little off the ground. “I missed you too much.” he pouted.

he opened the bag he was holding. “plus, I got us food! we can have a dinner date here,” he grinned at you.

“keep telling me your wishes forever, and i’ll make them come true slowly,” he promised, holding out his pinky finger.

a tear slipped down your face as you nodded and interlocked your pinky finger with his.

“then, I wish you’re always by my side. i’m very biased and selfish about this, obviously.” you said and laughed.

he pressed a kiss to your forehead and mumbled a soft ‘I was planning to do that anyway, my love.’

hwang hyunjin ⭑ ‘sing to me?’

“n/n, you need to sleep.” hyunjin said. you look at his concerned face through the screen.

you had been studying with your best friend, hyunjin, on online meetings (on the days you couldn’t meet up in cafes or libraries) for the past two weeks, since your finals were coming up.

he usually stopped studying by 11 p.m., but always insisted on staying on call till you finished too. which was… around 2 a.m.

normally, he’d just stay on call and fall asleep. you’d wrap up studying quietly by 2 in the night and look at his soft face illuminated by his nightlight for a while before ending the call.

whenever he woke up the next day, he would check the duration of the previous night’s call and sigh. he knew you were trying to push yourself harder to always maintain your good grades. he didn’t want to sound insincere by telling you to stop studying, but he was certainly very worried for your health.

he couldn’t let you do this to your body and mental health anymore, so he finally decided to confront you about it. he was stubborn in his words to make you sleep early today.

“n/n.” he repeated. his brows were pinched together.

“it’s still just 9, hyune. I can’t sleep already. besides, there’s still lots of topics i’ve got to finish today,” you reasoned with him.

“y/n. you’re going to burnout like this. forget your academic comeback, then, because you’ll be too sick to study or even write your finals. that is, if you keep going at this rate,” he said, pointing an accusatory finger at you.

“but—”

“no. i’m serious about this. I can’t just sit by and watch while my best girl destroys herself to satisfy her parents’ and teachers’ opinions about her, okay? i’ve heard what they’ve been saying to you. I know that they’re the reason you’re feeling this sudden pressure to do even better. but trust me, jagiya, you’re very smart. you’re amazing. you could ace these tests without any preparation.” he paused to look at you clearly.

he took a breath and continued. “no one I know is smarter than you. you deserve a huge break too. now, you can’t argue with me. here’s what we’re going to do: i’ll come over. i’ll help you fall asleep. and you will sleep. okay?”

you forced yourself to keep the tears from streaming down your face. with a shaky breath, and a sudden realisation that what you were doing for the past few weeks was entirely wrong, you spoke clearly.

“i’m sorry, hyune.”

“don’t ever apologise to me, jagiya. let me come over.”

you nodded as he cut the call.

after ten minutes, you heard the front door open. some pleasantries were exchanged between your parents and hyunjin, and he quickly made his way up to your room.

“you wrapped up everything?” he smiled, looking at your tidy room without any traces of your usual study supplies. “good.”

you smiled.

he motioned at you to get under the covers. he slid in beside you, which wasn’t uncommon since you grew up together and shared a bed lots of times.

“I already told your parents that I was here for another sleepover. don’t worry, and just sleep, okay?” he whispered. he moved around a little to switch off all the lights off except your fairy lights. you nodded and looked at him in happiness.

“thank you, hyunjin. so much. I really mean it.” you said, smiling at him.

“anything for my best girl,” he grinned. “need anything else?”

“well… since i’m being forced to go to bed way before my bed time…”

“hm?”

“sing to me?” you asked quietly.

he smiled softly and nodded.

he began singing a song by day6 as your eyes began to flutter shut peacefully; the last scene before you were hyunjin’s beautiful eyes staring down into your own.

by the time you were almost asleep, you felt him press a gentle kiss into your hair. “sleep well, my angel. sweetest dreams for my sweet girl.”

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Overheard

fem*Reader x Hyunjin

*WARNING*

contains: p n v, sex, unprotected sex, kissing, second hand embarrassment, "caught", not proof read, I'm sure I missed something; let me know in the comments.

WC: 2.6k

*****

“Yeah, yeah, I just got home, " you say as you close the door to your friend's apartment. You didn’t tell him you were coming over, but he wouldn’t have given you a key to his home if he didn’t want you showing up unannounced. If that's not the case, then it's really on him. 

You told your friend you were headed home, but you didn't want to go home. Home is empty and cold, but Hyunjin’s home is warm and cozy, not yours, so you decide to go to his instead. It's perfectly normal for you to sleep over at his house; you two have been friends for years, and you're both completely comfortable with each other; it's totally not related to the massive crush you secretly have on him… yeah, that has nothing to do with anything. 

“Oh. My. God. No. Way.” you dramatically roll your eyes as your friend nags you about the latest drama in your friend group. You cared about your friends, of course you did, but at the moment, you couldn’t care less about what was happening in other people's lives. All you wanted to do was to relax and watch bad TV in your best friend's arms on the couch, with a nice cup of tea and a warm blanket.

You kick your heels off by the door and drag yourself to the couch, where you lay your bag. 

Hyunjin is utterly unaware of your presence in his apartment. He gave you that key because he knows you and always wants you around, but usually, he would hear something, either the door opening and closing, announcing your arrival, or maybe a dramatic groan from you, a groan he would laugh at, a groan he secretly loved. 

But this time, he didn’t hear anything; as far as he knew, he was utterly alone in the apartment. So, he stepped out of the shower with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his long hair. He went to the kitchen to grab the cup of tea he had prepared before showering.

He still didn’t notice your presence even when he entered the shared kitchen/ living room, the living room you were currently in, sitting on the couch….eyes popping out of your skull. 

You stopped talking to your friend way before Hyunjin walked into the room practically naked. Sure, you'd steal a glance every now and again when he lifted his shirt, but you’ve never seen him shirtless. You're basically foaming at the mouth, staring at his back as he stirs his little cup of tea. 

As you watch him, you swallow thickly; you can't help but notice the intricate movements of his muscles as they subtly contract and relax. The fabric around his waist drapes casually, emphasizing the contours of his body. With each strand of hair that cascades across his face, you feel an overwhelming impulse to delicately brush it away.

Suddenly, Hyunjin felt a thickness in the room and a slight shuffle. He turned around, holding the counter tightly behind him. Once your eyes connected with his, they bulged in surprise. “Y/N! What are you doing here?” His voice came out in an awkward high pitch, which would have made you laugh if it wasn’t for the towel slowly cascading down to the floor. 

Your mind becomes cloudy, and words fail to escape your tongue. Your breath turns into a suppressed gasp, refusing to break free, and your eyes remain open, unable to close even if they want to.

Hyunjin isn’t fast enough. You’ve already seen…it. And the blush has already covered his cheeks. Before a word can be uttered, Hyunjin flees from the scene and dashes into his room.

You're left alone in a heated room, cheeks flushed, mind dizzy, and your friend yelling at you on the other end. 

“Oh, sorry!”

****

The cold breeze makes your skin shiver. Shortly after Hyunjin ran, you fled the scene yourself to the balcony of the apartment, trying to focus back on your friend. But you couldn’t help it; Hyunjin clouded your mind more than before. What was once just a simple and harmless crush was now going to become much more dangerous now that you knew what he looked like. 

“You sound like you're somewhere else,” your friend gives up. 

You sigh. “I’m sorry, it's just…I had an…awkward encounter with Hyunjin a little bit ago, and I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“What happened?” your friend perks interest, noticing your mood change.

A smile creeps up as you recall the memory. You probably shouldn’t tell your friend; it was embarrassing, and Hyunjin probably wouldn’t want them to know. But it's eating at you not to tell someone, especially not to tell someone what you saw. 

He knew he had to face you at some point. You were still out there, in his living room, probably standing there with shock written all over your face. He slowly made his way out of his room, now fully clothed. Once he got out into the living room, he saw you on the balcony, talking on your phone. A sigh left him, knowing the awkward moment could be spared a bit longer. 

As he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the side of your face. A lovely pink blush adorned your cheeks—you only blush when you're talking about something exciting. And your eyes gleam with a sparkle—he desperately wants to know what you're talking about. 

Without thinking, he walks to the balcony door, your back facing him. He creaks the door open only slightly to get a hint of what you're talking about. His name falls from your lips, and he immediately smiles….until he knows why his name fell from your delicate lips. 

“And he was so….” words fail on your tongue.

“So what! Big? Small? Average??! “

“BIG,” you try to keep your voice down, not wanting Hyunjin to overhear in case he is in the next room. Little did you know he could hear everything. “F/N, he was huge, and I’m talking like Magic Mike level.” A soft laugh leaves you, and you can hear your friend getting excited - She knows you’ve had a major crush on Hyunjin for a while.

Hyunjin leaves the door as is, thinking you might just ignore the fact that it was ajar. He leaves with a proud smile, stretching his face. You thought he was big… his chest puffs out with ego written all over it. 

Hyunjin noticed you finishing your conversation on the phone and beginning to hang up. He quickly returned to the kitchen as if you didn’t make his heart spike. Fortunately, he managed to make his way back to the kitchen, casually stirring his team, giving off the impression that he was unfazed.… Yeah, everything is perfectly normal. There is definitely not any discomfort in his pants at the mention of you saying he's big. 

You walk in, trying to act casual, until you see Hyunjin leaning against the counter with a cup of tea in hand. Your heart sinks as you immediately recall the moment just a while ago, at that very spot, with much less clothing. 

“Hey,” he says in a calm, relaxed tone. 

“Hey,” you mimic. 

“So, what were you and your friend talking about?” he smirks while taking a sip of his tea. 

Your mouth works quicker than your head can muster up an excuse, “Oh uhh. Nothing, just girl talk.” You try to distract yourself by making your way into the kitchen, trying to find a cup of your own to make some tea. 

“Ah, I see.” There is a long pause before he says, "Sorry about earlier.” Your cheeks flush. 

“Earlier?” you turn back to Hyunjin, who is rubbing the back of his neck while his eyes look up at you. “OH,” you deserve some sort of acting award or something like an Oscar. “Don’t worry about it; I didn’t see anything.” 

“Really?” he rounds the corner of the counter, coming closer to you. Your grip on the white mug you grabbed earlier tightens as Hyunjin comes face-to-face with you. 

“Yeah… really?” you swallow so hard you think he can hear you. 

He nods with a sure smirk and starts leaning back on the nearby counter. You watch his frame relax into the counter, his cup of tea still in his hand. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. For a second, you thought he heard you on the balcony; that would be -

“So, you think I’m big?” 

The cup in your hand clings to the floor, along with your heart. He watches you slowly turn your head to him with a terrified expression. “I-uh-i,” you stutter, but all your met with is Hyunjin’s laughter. 

He barrels over in a fit of giggles, holding his stomach like his insides will explode out of him. “My god, you should see your face right now.”

“Ha. ha.” Your laugh is humorless as you continue to watch him. Suddenly, his back straightens, and he composes himself. Your mind races with potential situations. He could yell at you for being disgusting, or he could continue laughing at you, or he could kiss you. Wait, what?

His long sigh brings you back to reality, a reality that has Hyunjin right in front of you with a different kind of darkness in his eyes. His cup has somehow transferred to the counter, leaving his hands empty and itching for something to hold. His smirk still plays on his lips, making you shrink. 

“You're cute when you blush.” The warmth on your cheeks burns your skin, and your eyes dart anywhere but his. 

Your hand comes up to feel the heat radiating off of you, “you didn’t answer my question, pretty.” his dark change of tone makes your thighs clench and your insides melt. His silky voice is like a broken record in your mind, making your legs feel weak. 

“Y-yes,” you whisper. 

“Do you want me to show you exactly how big it is?” His face comes closer to yours. You can feel the warmth of his breath; both your lips at a whisper of a touch.

“Y-yes” 

“Yes what doll?” His hand carefully cups your jaw, forcing you to look nowhere but at him. 

“Yes, sir?” His devious smirk widens as a devilish glint sparkles in his eyes.

It was a struggle to untwine your bodies with each other, but you both eventually made it down the hall and into Hyunjin’s room without your lips disconnecting. His hands held you like a vice, grabbing every bit of your body he could. 

Your clothes are being pulled off your body, leaving you bare on Hyunjin’s bed. His tongue darts out to swipe a long stripe up your stomach to your chest. You arch your body, chasing more of him, wanting more of him. 

Your pleas and whines don’t go unnoticed, and Hyunjin is quick to pull his shirt over his head. You take a moment to admire the perfectly sculpted torso thats before you. You ogle over every ridge and define sharp lines that make up his body. 

“Like what you see, doll?” 

You swallow your words, nodding your head instead. “Awe, barely even touched you, and you're already too fucked to speak,” he giggles, leaning his body down to ghost his lips across yours. Your body begs for the satisfying feeling of his lips on yours, for his body pressing down on yours. 

You squirm underneath him, not getting the friction you so desperately need. Small moans and whimpers are music to Hyunjin’s ears. “You want me, baby?” you nod your head vigorously, the dark colour of his voice sending sparks of pleasure shooting to your heat. 

Suddenly, Hyunjin is slipping out of his sweats, scrunching them to his waist. His cock springs free, shooting against his lower abdomen. Slowly he spreads your legs apart, presenting your dripping bare cunt. He coats his throbbing tip between your dripping folds, spreading the wetness all over your inner thighs. “I’ll show you just how big I really am”. 

And with one final teasing flick against your clit, he’s pushing inch by thumping thick inch into your clenching walls. The unprepared burn freezes your entire body, making you still underneath him, but Hyunjin doesn’t let up. He keeps pushing every inch he has, pressing his pubic bone to your hips. You can feel him kiss your cervix with a gentle push of his thighs; anything that could form into words melts into moans, and your eyes cross with no thought in mind. 

His head disappears into the crook of your neck, and he smells your sweet scent like it's the only thing keeping him in control, the only thing holding him back from setting a brutal pace. 

You could feel your body relaxing into the pleasurable burn that was the stretch of Hyunjin’s cock. You could feel the juices of your own arousal dripping downwards. “Baby,” your strained whisper brought Hyunjin back from whatever euphoric spell he was under, bringing his head back up to you, “move baby, I need you to move”.

With that, his hips started to push inward, pulling his cock to a halfway point only to slowly push forward. You could feel your walls stretch and flex with every move he made. Your body practically vibrated, and your hands were clawing at Hyunjin’s back, wanting him to bully your cunt like it belonged to him, like you belonged to him. 

You swing your legs around his hip, urging him on, but it only gives him an idea. 

He could feel your walls clenching around his length like your life depended on it. He knew you wanted him deeper, faster; he knew you wanted more, but you were going to take what he gave you. Giving you a small hint of success at your little plea, he sprung his hips all the way back until his tip kissed the outskirts of your folds, only to slowly push back in, feeling your walls hug his cock perfectly. You made a pitiful moan in frustration, a sound that seemed to amuse him as he let out a dark and mocking laugh. “You’ll take what I give you,” he spat, which only made you clench around him. 

He set his pace slow and deep, forcing you to take it his way. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. You were so warm, so wet for him, so perfect to the touch, and you even smelled so sweet. His hips started to rock, forgetting his previous pace; he began to lose all control with the feeling of being inside you. 

With everything that had been happening, you could feel the heavy knot twist and turn with every deep plunge Hyunjin made. But with the added pressure of his cruel pace and the way his dick curved in just the right way to bully your g-spot, your legs began to shake, and your whole body tensed. The knot quickly snaps, sending you in a spiral of pleasure. 

Hyunjin refused to stop; with every intrusion of his thick cock battered against your over-stimulated walls, dragging shrinks of pleasure from your throat. You lost yourself in complete bliss, your body seizing and trembling out of control. 

You could feel his thrust getting sloppier up till when you felt his thick seed coat your inner walls white. You will never forget this feeling, the feeling of being completely and utterly full of Hyunjin’s cum, of it dripping out of you while him still being inside of you.

Hyunjin collapsed on top of you, propping his forearm next to you so he wasn’t completely crushing you. 

“So…was it as big as you thought?”

[doeshik]

Innocent teaching

☆𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Skzbf! Hyung line x Gn! reader.

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☆𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: Excuse me if you have some errors, English is not my main language and thanks for supporting the previous posts💗✨

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Chan:

Surprisingly, he takes away more with the idea of ​​"taking his innocence." Also the most bad about it while you do everything possible to have so much cock in your mouth.

"Aww, you really never did this before."

It's so obvious, so nice. "Help" push your hips, not enough to drown you, but enough to start a little while suddenly pushes into your mouth more deeply.

He is not super vocal while you suck him, since he is too high on his power trip, blocking his eyes with the crying. His hands stroking your hair, stroking your cheek, cleaning your tears.

"You can do more baby, I know it. Try it harder for me"

It encourages you to move your head on your cock, listening to sigh around your cock while you feel that your cock contracts in your mouth. He approaches his orgasm faster than he realizes and takes you away in the last second, arriving throughout your face.

After he slides down the sofa on the floor with you, cleaning you with the shirt while his usual personality returns.

"You did incredible sweetness. So good for your first time. I am very proud. It made me feel really good" you give you great later care later.

Minho:

He is oh so gentle with you. So understanding, almost tooth rotting sweet, reassuring you the whole time.

"Don‘t worry about doing anything wrong, I will tell you exactly what to do.“

Helping you kneel down on the pillow he laid before his chair, so you don‘t hurt your soft little knees while you suck him off. He’s stroking your hair as he opens his thighs shuffling just a little bit closer, putting you face to face with his dick.

"C‘mon no need to be shy, open my pants, little love.“

Chuckling at how hands shake just a little bit, as you reach for him you blush getting darker as you undress him. Secretly or not so secretly he puts all of his attention on how he likes to get pleased.

He's not just teaching you how to give someone head, he is teaching you how he likes it. Where to suck, how deep to take him. He’s getting the biggest power rush from knowing that you are leaning all of this for him. Because you want to please him.

Want him to feel good due to what you are doing. Ruining you for anyone else.

"So good, keep doing. You know what I like, don't you?“ Pulls you onto his lap after he has come, holding you tightly, while he in turn makes you cum on his skilled fingers.

Binnie:

Is sweet and patient with you, dims all the lights so you feel less intimidated by the sight of bare skin. Hugs you tightly, laying your head on his chest, telling you to touch him whenever you feel ready for it.

"Take your time, sweetheart. We‘re doing this at your tempo.“

Won't rush you, as you finally snake your hand down his sweatpants, under his underwear. Grazing his already half-hard cock, a soft sigh leaving his lips at the slightest touch worked up from anticipation. When he feels you hesitate, he takes your chin in his hand and turns your head to his, making you keep eye contact.

"So good, the hardest part is done. Just touch me.“ Kisses you to calm your nerves, and moans into your mouth as you wrap your finger around his dick.

Carefully you start pumping his dick, feeling his hip push towards your hand.

"That's it. That's my baby. Keep going. You can do it.“ He keeps encouraging you, his hips doing most of the work. Not big on giving you direct orders, likes to teach by positive reinforcement.

He comes almost embarrassingly quickly, but neither of you mind, as he hugs you even closer, kissing your embarrassingly

hyun:

Oh he has so much fun „teaching“ you everything you need to know to make someone feel good, especially if that someone is him.

Likes taking it nice and slow while he leads your hands down his body, cupping them in his when and slowly moves them over his dick. Shamelessly moaning in your ear, and cooing at how you blush.

"Shouldn't it be me who is shy? I am the one who is naked after all. Cutie.“ Helps you jerk him off, showing you the moves.

He has so many sinful yet sweet words of praise for you.

'Keep going love, show me what you learned.“ Tells you when he feels close, whispering to squeeze harder, go just a bit faster, to not let go.

"Doing so good for me, feeling so good. Aren‘t you listening well ?“ Squeezes you so tightly to his chest when he spills all over you, his hips twitching, riding out his orgasm.

Wipes your hands clean after he comes before pressing you back onto the bed. Slowly kissing down your body, ready to repay you. Is really soft after you also came.

Holding you tightly. Telling you again, and again how good you did. Just to start it all over again the next day.

[chroniclesofskz]

The Alphas Mate

My first Alpha related fic hope you like.

In the bustling heart of the city, nestled among towering skyscrapers, stood the headquarters of Melodic Howl Records—a sanctuary where melodies intertwined with ambition. The man who reigned over this empire was none other than the enigmatic Chan, the CEO whose piercing grey eyes and commanding presence could make even the most seasoned music moguls tremble. Behind his finely tailored suits and stern demeanor lay a secret that few could fathom: Chan was an alpha werewolf, a being of unyielding power cloaked in mystery.

Y/N, a bright-eyed intern with an insatiable passion for music, had just received the promotion of a lifetime—becoming Chan's personal assistant. As she stepped into his opulent office, her heart raced with excitement. The walls were adorned with gold records and framed photographs of iconic musicians, each a testament to Chan's undeniable influence in the industry. Little did she know, she was about to embark on a tumultuous journey that would intertwine her fate with his in unimaginable ways.

"Good evening, Mr. Bang," she chirped, placing her clipboard meticulously on the gleaming mahogany desk. He barely glanced up from his paperwork, his gruff reply a curt, "Call me Chan." The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine as she felt an inexplicable connection—a magnetic pull that transcended mere attraction. It was an urge borne from deep within, a visceral need to be closer, to absorb his essence.

Days turned into weeks, and Y/N immersed herself in her work, tirelessly supporting him through the whirlwind of demands that came with running a record label. Each nod of approval from Chan ignited a thrill within her, and she began to understand the depths of his dedication to music and the fierce loyalty he held for his team. However, as the moon waxed fuller each night, something began to shift in his demeanor. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, his movements became more primal, and his scent—a rich, intoxicating aroma—grew stronger, filling the office with a heady allure.

One fateful evening, the atmosphere in the office grew thick with unspoken tension. Chan summoned her into his sanctuary, his voice deeper and more urgent than usual. "Y/N, I need you to stay late tonight. There’s a lot of work to be done." His gaze bore into hers, sending a tremor of fear mingled with desire through her. Heart racing, she nodded, knowing there was no denying the pull of his presence.

As night fell, the building emptied until it was just the two of them, surrounded by fluorescent lights buzzing like disturbed bees. The weight of unspoken words hung between them as he rose abruptly, pushing his chair back with an unsettling scrape. "Follow me," he commanded, his tone low and urgent.

Her heart thumping in her chest, Y/N trailed behind him to the far corner of the office, where shadows danced ominously around them. His eyes, typically sharp and calculated, merged into an intense glaze, hunger emanating from him like a wild storm. He turned to face her, his breath labored, and she sensed the darkness unfurling within him.

"I'm in heat," he growled, the words heavy with restraint and raw need. "The scent of your blood is driving me to madness." Panic rippled through Y/N, a shocking revelation crashing over her like a tidal wave. A werewolf. Suddenly, all the signs that had previously evaded her comprehension fell into place.

Fear mingled with an unfamiliar thrill as his hand reached for her shoulder, the touch igniting an electrifying connection between them. "I didn't mean for it to go this far," he murmured, eyes wide with torment. "But I need you. I need you to help me through this."

In that instant, an invisible bond snapped into being, a fiery thread entwining their souls. Y/N gasped as warmth flooded her being, a sense of belonging that was both exhilarating and terrifying. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over her skin, and she felt an instinctual pull toward him. With a primal snarl, he pushed her onto the cold office table, sending papers flying as the weight of his body pressed down upon her.

It was raw, it was passionate—unlike anything she had ever imagined. He claimed her not just physically, but as his mate, and she accepted that claim without fully understanding its consequences. In the aftermath, they lay entwined, gasping for breath beneath the silvery light of the moon, the reality of what had transpired enveloping them like an impenetrable fog.

Chan’s hands roamed over her curves, his touch leaving a trail of fire in their wake as he explored every inch of her willing body. He was rough, his need for her unbridled, and she met him with equal fervor. When he finally entered her, she felt herself stretched to the limits, filled by his monstrous length. He growled with pleasure, the vibrations resonating deep within her as he began to move with a feral rhythm that stoked the flames of their desire.

Their mating was an all-consuming dance of flesh, a ravenous claiming that neither could resist. He pounded into her, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Her nails dug into his back as she clung to him, her moans mingling with his growls in a symphony of lust. The room spun around them, and the only thing that grounded her was the feel of him deep inside her, marking her as his own.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the otherwise silent office, punctuated by the occasional grunt of pleasure or gasp of pain. Y/N’s legs were wrapped around his waist, her ankles locking together as she arched her back, offering herself up to his primal need. Her orgasm built like a crescendo, a tightening coil that threatened to shatter her into a million pieces.

And then, just as she felt herself reaching the peak, it happened. Her vision swam with stars as pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced washed over her, leaving her trembling and spent in his arms. He followed close behind, his teeth sinking into her neck once more as he reached his own climax, his roar of release a testament to the power of their bond.

The next few moments were a blur of sensation and emotion. They lay tangled together, their hearts racing in time with one another’s. Y/N felt a strange warmth spreading through her, a sense of belonging that was as comforting as it was overwhelming. She didn’t know what the future held, but in that moment, all she could do was hold on tight to the man who had irrevocably changed her life.

As days morphed into weeks, the bond blossomed and deepened, but Y/N soon realised that the nature of that bond was altering her very essence. She felt shifts within her body, changes that resonated with the werewolf lineage coursing through her veins. Then came the unimaginable news—a positive pregnancy test. A human carrying a werewolf's pup.

As time seemed to stand still. Y/N's heart raced, pounding in her chest like a wild drum. Staring at the little pink plus sign, the reality washed over her in waves of disbelief and terror. She felt the echoes of ancient instincts surge within her, whispering secrets of a legacy she had only begun to comprehend.

In that instant, everything changed. The world outside faded into a blur, and the familiar comfort of her surroundings transformed into a battleground of emotions. Fear tangled with a flicker of hope, twisting her insides as she grappled with the implications of the life growing within her.

Her mind flashed with vivid images: the intensity of the moonlit nights, the primal energy coursing through her veins, and the undeniable connection she shared with the enigmatic figure by her side. What would it mean to bear a child connected to both human and beast? Would she be able to protect it from the dangers lurking in the shadows of their dual world?

As she stood there, breathless and trembling, memories of whispered legends danced in her mind. Stories of werewolf offspring, powerful yet vulnerable, revered and feared. Panic surged once more, her thoughts racing—Would she be able to fulfill this daunting destiny? What if the beast within her reared its head at the wrong moment, threatening the very life she carried?

Y/N’s breath quickened, reflecting the chaos within. Fear had quickly morphed into resolve; she recognized that she could no longer remain a passive observer of her fate. Every instinct screamed for her to fight, to seek knowledge, and to forge a path for the little life that now nestled within her. She had to embrace the transformation unfolding within her, to harness the power of her lineage and rise above the uncertainties.

With clenched fists and gritted teeth, she vowed to uncover the truth about her heritage, to learn and prepare for the challenges ahead. Whatever awaited her, she would confront it head-on, for she was not simply a human; she was a conduit of ancient magic harboring a legacy that was only just beginning to awaken. And so, with determination sparking in her veins, Y/N stepped into the uncertain future, ready to face whatever tempest awaited her and her unborn child.

When she revealed the news to Chan, the air in the room grew thick with an electrifying tension, a tempest brewing between them. His face paled, shadows deepening under his brow, as the weight of her revelation settled like a leaden shroud. “You will terminate it!” he barked, the words tearing from him with a ferocity that sent a chill racing down Y/N's spine. His expression darkened, his werewolf instincts kicking in, eyes flashing a vivid gold—each flicker reflecting a mix of anguish and rage. “It’s not safe for you, or for the pup!”

Time seemed to stretch and warp around them, the silence punctuated only by the quickened rhythm of their breaths. Y/N felt the room spiral into chaos, her heart pounding a desperate melody against her ribs. She stood her ground, fire igniting in her chest, determination coursing through her veins. “I won’t,” she replied, her voice years beyond her age, steady and unwavering like steel forged in the furnace of battle.

“Do you even hear yourself?” Chan's voice cracked with disbelief, desperation seeping through every syllable. “You’re talking about bringing a child into a world that would tear it apart! What if it is hunted? What if it can’t control the beast within? We can’t risk it—"

The tremor of fear she had kept at bay flickered at the edges of her resolve, but she refused to let it shatter her stance. “I’m carrying this child, Chan,” she shot back, the weight of her words echoing in the charged atmosphere. “This is my choice. I will not let fear dictate my future or the life I bear.”

For a moment, his fierce expression faltered, the storm of emotions swirling within him visible like a tempest brewing on the horizon. Y/N could see the battle within him, the instinct to protect clashing with the raw truth of their bond. Her heart ached; she understood the depth of his fears, the desperate need to shield her from danger—but she couldn’t back down.

With each breath, she felt her connection to the child grow stronger, a tether of possibility and hope that transcended the shadows looming above them. “You may see it as a threat, but for me, it’s a life worth fighting for. It’s our child—a piece of us, a legacy that deserves a chance.”

Her words hung heavy in the air, challenging him as much as they defined her own strength. Chan’s jaw clenched, the internal war still raging within him, but Y/N stood firm, unyielding as the mountains that rose outside their window. The silence thickened, fraught with tension, as they locked eyes—a silent understanding beginning to unravel between them.

And in that profound moment, amid the roiling storm of emotions, one truth crystallized: she would not let fear extinguish the spark of life that had begun to flicker within her. Not now. Not ever.

What followed was a tumultuous battle of wills that tested the very foundation of their bond. Chan was torn between the primal instincts of a protective alpha and the complexities of his growing feelings for her. Every moment felt like a high-stakes game, where every word exchanged was a potential turning point. He wrestled with his need to shield her, to protect the life they had created, against the burgeoning realization that she was stronger than he had ever acknowledged.

As the days passed, Y/N faced her own fears head-on. Her body stretched and shifted to accommodate the pup growing within her, each change a reminder of the life intertwined with her own. With every ache and flutter, she felt both exhilaration and trepidation, knowing the very essence of her being was being reshaped by the child’s energy. Meanwhile, the werewolf community buzzed with whispers and judgment, their disdain cutting like frost. The union between a human and a werewolf was not just rare; it was viewed as an aberration, a violation of the natural order that sent ripples of distress through the pack.

Yet each day brought new challenges, and it was within that chaos that love, stubborn and unyielding, flourished. They leaned on each other, a fragile tether binding them together amidst the storm. Chan often found himself watching her with an affection that was surprisingly tender, as if seeing her for the first time—her strength shining like a beacon in the shadows. Y/N, in turn, began to recognise the weight of the sacrifices he was willing to make for her and their child—the burden he bore as the alpha, grappling with both protection and acceptance.

As the full moon approached, it cast a silvery glow that shimmered ominously outside, the world reverent in its beauty. Yet within the stark white walls of the hospital, where Y/N had made her way for the impending birth, the atmosphere crackled with palpable tension. Each contraction began like distant thunder, growing louder and more fierce as they vibrated through her body. She gripped the sides of the bed, knuckles turning white, and with each wave of pain, it felt like a knife slashing through her very essence.

The contractions intensified, each wave of pain felt like a tsunami crashing over her, threatening to pull her under into a dark abyss. Y/N could feel the life within her shifting, responding to the primal call of her mate, but her human body was failing to keep up with nature’s demands. The room pulsed with energy, the air thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and desperation as the full moon illuminated her struggle.

"Y/N, stay with me!" Chan's voice reverberated in her ears, a lifeline in the storm. His hands were steady on her shoulders, but she could see the fear flickering in his grey eyes. The battle between his wolf instincts and his concern for her was palpable, a dangerous dance teetering on the edge of chaos.

"Chan," she gasped, struggling for breath. "I… I need you… to turn me. I can’t—" She couldn't even finish her thought as another contraction seized her. It was as if the universe itself was trying to wrench the life from her.

“No!” His voice was raw with anguish. He could already feel the pulse of their unborn pup, the future on the line, but the thought of losing Y/N tore at his very soul. “You don’t know what you’re asking—”

“Please! Just do it!” she cried, desperation clawing at her insides. “I can’t keep fighting like this.” Her body was betraying her, and the sharpness of the pain threatened to envelop her completely.

With a fierce snarl, Chan’s resolve shattered, and his love outweighed the risks that loomed in the dark corners of his mind. He grasped her wrist tightly, his canine teeth bared as he sank them into her flesh. The moment he bit her, a surge of raw power coursed through their bond, igniting a wildfire of energy that enveloped them both.

Y/N's vision blurred as her body reacted to the mixture of agony and ecstasy. The world around her dissolved, and she felt torn between two realms—the human world she had known and the feral wilderness that beckoned her. As the change began, pain erupted within her, lightning-striking every nerve, her body twisting and turning in ways she had never dreamed possible. It felt like her very essence was being torn apart, a battle raging within.

“Stay with me! Fight!” Chan’s voice cut through her trance, a grounding force in the chaos. He could sense her slipping, the toll of the transformation threatening to snuff out the light of her life. Her heart raced, but so did the desperation of his plea. With every ounce of strength he had, he wrapped his aura around her, pouring his spirit into her.

The room was a flurry of shadows and light, the energy crackling like a thunderstorm. Y/N felt herself begin to drown, the pain ripping her into shards. “Chan—” she choked out, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m… I’m slipping!”

“NO!” he roared, his eyes glowing fiercely, the wolf within him rising to the forefront. With a primal cry, he pressed his forehead to hers, sharing more of his essence, intertwining their spirits. In that moment, as realms collided, she was filled with his strength, his determination, and all of his love—a bond forged in fire and pain.

With a scream that echoed through the night, Y/N shattered the barrier between human and wolf. The transformation unleashed a torrent of energy, and she felt herself explode into existence, the world around her brightening until it was almost blinding. Darkness ebbed away, the agony receding as she embraced the new power coursing through her veins.

But the surge also threatened to take more than she could give. Her heart faltered, struggling against the sheer force of the change. Chan felt it before she did, his heart dropping into his stomach as he realized she was fading still, despite the transformation. “Y/N! Please! You can’t leave me!”

He could feel her slipping away, the life within her waning even as she became something altogether powerful. She was caught between human vulnerability and wolf ferocity, struggling to stabilize. The tension in the room escalated, the air thick with impending doom.

“CHAN!” she gasped, her voice a fragile echo. With a final effort, she reached deep within, drawing from their bond. She channeled everything—her love for him, the life they had built, and the life they were about to start—with their pup.

With one final surge of power, she cried out, managing to find her voice. “I won’t give up! Not now!” The cosmic force erupted, and Y/N surged forward, clawing her way back from the brink of the abyss as she anchored herself to Chan.

The first ray of sunlight streamed through the hospital windows, bathing the room in golden warmth, and with it dawned a rebirth.

Y/N was born anew, a vibrant tapestry woven from the threads of both human resilience and primal strength. As she opened her eyes, the world felt different, sharper, as vibrant colors and sounds overwhelmed her senses. The sterile smell of antiseptic mingled with the unmistakable scent of Chan—the essence of her mate, her protector.

“Y/N!” Chan breathed, a mixture of relief and joy flooding over him. The weight of worry that had been pressing down on him for hours disappeared in an instant. He cradled her face in his hands, his thumb brushing over the marks he had left on her neck, the bond they shared now magnified a thousandfold. “You did it… you came back to me!”

The sight of him sparked something deep within her, a fierce connection that surged through her heart and ignited her soul. “I’m… alive?” she murmured, astonished, as the realization settled in. It was surreal, like stepping into a different realm where she was both herself and something far greater.

Chan’s eyes softened, but they still carried an underlying feral edge that reminded her of the wildness they had both embraced. “Yes, more than alive. You’re one of us now.” His voice held a reverence that sent shivers down her spine. “Our pup… it’s time.”

With a sudden rush of urgency, the memory of the contractions and the impending labor surged back, reminding her of the life they had created together. “The baby, Chan! Where—?” But before she could finish her thought, the muffled cries of an infant echoed through the air, a sweet melody rising above the chaos.

The nursery door creaked open, and in the soft light, a nurse walked in cradling a small bundle wrapped in soft fabrics. Y/N’s heart soared as she caught sight of a tiny face peeking from the folds, delicate and utterly perfect. The child was a reflection of their love—a blend of both human and werewolf, a miracle forged from their bond.

“After everything…” Y/N whispered, tears filling her eyes. “I can’t believe it’s real.” She held out her arms instinctively, and Chan nodded to the nurse, who gently placed the baby in Y/N's waiting hands.

Looking down, her breath caught. The pup had soft, chocolate-brown hair, with skin that shimmered faintly in the light, a sign of the power it would inherit. Its eyes flickered open, revealing the same piercing grey as Chan. The connection Y/N felt surged as she gazed into the innocent face of their child, the binding thread between them tangling ever tighter.

“Welcome to our family,” she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks, a mix of joy and vulnerability flooding her heart. Chan knelt beside her, wrapping his arms around them both, his fierce protectiveness shining through.

“Together, always,” he vowed, his voice low and resonant. “The challenges ahead may be daunting, but we will face them as a pack.”

[heedeungsha]

TRIO `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

+ Content warning(s): fluff, relationship with danceracha, Leeknow’s girlfriend!reader, Hyunjin’s girlfriend!reader, Felix’s girlfriend!reader, dancer!reader

Danceracha as your bf!danceteacher

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Lee Minho

Leeknow was your dance teacher before your boyfriend-I mean, it is how you guys met. You were merely a trainee and he’d secretly been watching you outside the dancer room practicing alone, before finally growing the courage to help you. He watched intensely behind you, leaned up against wall while studying your mirrored reflection. You keep your eyes trained forward, so you don’t get distracted by the way his muscles flex when he crossed him arms over his broad chest. It’s a set up and he knows it too, slowly walking up to you without a word as he places his hands on your waist, twisting your body the correct way.

Leeknow’s strict with teaching choreos but luckily, he doesn’t go hard on you like he does his members. “No, try again,” He’d yell out from behind you and you’d do as he said. “No try ag-“ he’d call out not even 5 seconds later. “Leeknow!” you’d sigh, dropping your hand your side just before earning a toothy smile from him. He’d joke around a lot to lighten the thick hot air filling the practice room.

Leeknow would kiss your forehead, “Good job, baby. Next time, try this.” He’d show you how to prefect the step before backing up to let you do it on your own. Despite his stringent teachings, he’d hold in a laugh every time you fell on your ass from moving too fast. You’d pout, feeling frustrated with the step you’re stuck on and he’d come over to pick you up-after laughing up a storm in the corner.

Leeknow would pat you on the ass each time you got the choreo right, and they quickly become rough. His hand would then stay there as he turned you against the mirror, and made out up with you. It was like his way of letting you know you did good. “Same time tomorrow?” He’d joke, knowing he’d be more strict just to tease you.

Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin was one of those teachers that took over, showing you how to dance the choreo the right way-with powerful charisma. He’d make you sit back and watch him dance first . His feirceful sharp movements were attractive, highlighting his passionate dancing skills. His duality when he danced was jaw dropping-it’s insane how he’d go from to cute and giggly to intense and serious once the song started playing. That’s what attract you to him in the first place, before finding the courage to talk to him after catching him alone in the practice room without his members.

“Okay your turn love,” Hyunjin would pull you to the middle to learn the choreo with him. “5, 6, 7, 8..” the chorus would play and he’d begin dancing, and you’d follow his movements. As you slowly start to get it, your cheeks would heat up everything he’s attack you with kisses, encouraging you to keep getting better. “You’re doing so good love,” he’d shower you with warm praises.

Hyunjin would study the way your body moved, correcting you whenever you missed a step or did it wrong. He was also your teacher first, knowing how important dance was to you. He loved that you didn’t take offense to his advice and it only fueled you to become a good of a dancer as he is. By the end of it, you were both a sweaty mess, his long blond hair glued to his forehead and his ends sticking to his neck and yours in a ruffled bun. He was irresistible, rolling his sleeves up while showing off his muscular arms. “Focus love,” he’d snap his fingers at your gawking and laugh a storm when you rolled your eyes. He’d help you practice all day until you got it right and picked you up, twirling around the room with you in his arms when you did.

Lee Yongbok

Felix is patient with you. He still remembers he’s your boyfriend after all. To him, he’d met you outside of being an idol, being your dance teacher was just a bonus to be around you everyday. His the kind of dance teacher that makes learning a new chore fun. He’d crack jokes to make you laugh when you miss a step in the routine or tease you, and plant kisses every time you remembered a step. “Princess, it’s okay,” he assured you when you feel frustrated with the choreo. He’d give you space as the practice room grew hot or stood off to the side as he danced with you lazily. Still, you’d catch him smiling at your progress.

Felix would slowly show you, softly holding your waist so you didn’t hurt yourself as he guided you movements. “When you turn, you have to move with the beat, follow the flow princess,” he coos in your ears as he explains how to do a certain step which left you blushing at the thought of his lips against your skin. He’d only laugh, patting your ass to make you focus. He knows how you’re a slow learner so he takes his time with you, making sure you understood everything he said. Apart from being your dance teacher, he’s your proctector first—watching you attentively and quickly running before you can hit the ground.

“Let’s maybe take a break and get some food. I don’t want my princess to stress herself out.“ Felix says, trying to lighten the mood when you get frustrated with how long it’s taking you to learn the choreo. He’d buy you your favorite ramen and once you were full, he’d make an excuse to go home and sleep before going back to the practice room to start again.

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I enjoyed writing this a lot! Something small and cute. Send more requests (🐹)

[straykids-2000]

Asking stray kids if you can dom them

Bangchan

He wouldn't be opposed to it

Actually, he would love to give up control

His all ways has to be in control from being the leader of stray kids to the fan

It's nice to finally give up control

Before even doing anything, tho he wants to talk about and learn a little bit.

When his ready, he'll shyly tell you

He'll be a moaning, whimpering mess before you even start

If you're pegging him, then he'll want you to hold his hands

He will hide his face in your neck

Calls you mommy/daddy then gets shy

When you're done, he's so far gone in Subspace

✨️Aftercare✨️

"So cute, baby." You whispered, making him cover his face,

You chuckled and moved his arms as you softly thrust into him "please mommy/daddy so good." He said nails, digging into your back

Leeknow

At first his not sure, but after a bit of talking then he'll give it a chance

And he loved it

Lowkey (highkey) is a brat at first

Will talk back and talk about how it's better when he fucks you

When his finally realized how good you're making him feel.

He'll be a moaning mess

He will, in fact, claw you back and bite your neck.

If you call him kitten, he'll fall into his subspace faster.

Likes it when you degrade and praise him at the same time

If you are pegging him

He'll want to ride you

Will fondle your chest

Minho whimpered as he looked down at you, marking his thighs

He threw his head back and grabbed your hair "fuck, fuck please I'm sorry."

You groaned and waved his hands away from your head. " I know, kitten, but you were bad got punished you." You said and smirked as you leaned down back to his thigh

Changbin

Changbin will be right on board

Is a pillow princess

Absolutely loves it when you kiss him well riding him or pegging him

Loves to be praised

Call him babygirl and he'll cum right there

If you make him ride you, he'll cry and beg you to do the work

If you're strong then he want you to fuck him against a wall

Isn't really a big fan of degrading

It really depends on what you say doesn't mind being called a slut

Would love to roleplay

He wants you to mark him and talk him through it.

Has a breeding kink

"Please breed me." Changbin moaned, holding your shoulders.

"I know, baby, I know, baby." You groaned, kissing his neck

Hyunjin

Doesn't openly show it but is very excited.

Has been thinking about it for a long time

He doesn't want you to be gentle with him, but he won't openly tell you that.

You'll have to push him enough to tell you what he wants

He'll put his hand on yours and bring it to his neck for you to choke him

Loves when you degrade him

Call him your little slut or whore and he'll melt

Overstimulate or edge him

Claws at your back

Massive pain kick

Slap him, bite him, and he'll be begging for more

He'll be a brat on purpose, so he'll get a punishment

Hyunjin grabbed your hand and placed it on his throat. You squeezed, making his eyes roll back.

"Such a dirty slut." You said and used your other hand and slapped his ass.

Jisung

Immediately in bed, ready to be fucked

Ass up head down

Has been waiting since you started dating even before that

Doesn't care where you fuck him

Kitchen, bedroom, living room, doesn't care

Also has a breeding kink

Will dress up in a lingerie or a dress

And put on makeup just for it to get ruined

Will call you whatever you want daddy,mommy,mistress,Master

Likes it rough but also gentle(if that makes sense)

He'll be so fucked out that he goes cross-eyed

Loves sucking on your chest

"So good mommy/daddy don't stop feels so good" han moaned out as he folded your chest

you grabbed han hair, pulling his head back. You leaned down to kiss his neck, "so pretty"

Felix

Acts shocked as if he hadn't been hinting to it

Has the biggest feminist kink

Call him baby girl, doll, princess, and his eyes are rolling back

Very vocal in bed from the beginning to the end

Likes to call you daddy (female or not)

If you put my in front of one of his nicknames, he'll cum on the spot

Whould love to be fucked in public.

Will try anything once

He loves to Roleplay his favorite roleplay is nerd and cheerleader/jock

Wants to be recorded while you fuck him

Loves to eat you out

"Such a pretty little slut." You said walking around felix with a camera.

"Say hi babygirl."

Felix whimpered as he tried to smile.

Seungmin

His not really up for it a first.

But then he started to think about it and looked into it and realized how fun it looks

Will shyly ask if you're still up to dom him

He wants to try petplay

Loves to ride your strap on

Likes to lick and suck on your neck

Trys kissing you will you fuck him

Will cling to you as you fuck him arm holding onto you tightly

Loves being called puppy or pup

Loves to cuddle after your done wants to be held.

Giggles, when you kiss all over his face

He definitely wouldn't mind doing it again

"Mmmh, pup doing so good for me such a good puppy." You said as he held on to you. His eyes rolled back

Jeongin

Very confused asking to think about it first

When he decides he wants to do it, he'll ask it your still up for it

Wants to eat you out first then will ask you to fuck him

Also, is one who wants you to hold his hand

Very vocal in bed

Like when you talk him through it

Loves when you call him your good boy or my love

Goes cross-eyed when he cums

Whimpering mess when you jerk him off

If you don't let him cum, he'll beg you and cry saying that his you're good boy and please let him cum

Will moan and whimper in your ear

Loves to take baths with you after, wants you to message him in the bath

"Please, please don't stop fuck I'm your good boy." He whimpered out holding your hips

"Such a good boy for me, baby." You replied to him as you leaned down to kiss him

First post, so I hope yall like it 💓

[babymangosworld]

Me if I was in Alice in borderland : ⚰️🪦

Me if I was in squid game : 🎀 ⚰️ 🪦

Me If I was in sweet home : ⚰️ 🪦

[ivyyisbored22]

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞—𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘹 (𝘧𝘦𝘮) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

A Stray Kids one shot (𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 @laurenalpha123 . 𝚃𝚢𝚜𝚖!)

Synopsis: You are a trainee at JYPE and Lee Know is your Sunbae. But you both had been schoolmates until Lee Know moved away and now you joined the company to become an idol. You had unconfessed feelings for him and you didn't know— the sexy dancer has had an eye on you since high school. Now that you're almost so close to him, he is determined to have you.

Warnings: SMUT🔞. Mature content. Strong language, Semi-public?(practice room), unprotected sex, size kink, reader is called kitten,overstim(?), oral(f.receiving), fingering, doggy, pet names,(somewhat of)dirtytalk?, mirror sex.

Minors do not interact!!!

(Sometimes my brain just...works...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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"I'll join you after a few hours," You told your bandmate as you combed your hair and put it up in a messy bun. The strands fell around your face in a way that added a casual charm to your look, but you didn’t care much about appearances right now. "I just wanna work out for a while."

"Sure. I'll send you the details." Your bandmate said, grabbing her purse, ballcap and mask, getting ready to go out with two of the other members. "Don’t push yourself too hard, okay?" She added, a note of concern in her voice.

You returned her smile and gave a reassuring nod. She pulled you into a quick, warm hug before slipping out the door, her footsteps fading down the hallway as she joined the other members, leaving you alone in your quite spacious dorm room.

You sighed, stretching your arms above your head and feeling the slight burn in your muscles from the intense training sessions earlier in the day. The pressure of being part of an upcoming K-pop girl group was always present, but in moments like these, when you were alone, you felt a strange mix of excitement and anxiety. It was an exhilarating but daunting journey.

You glanced at your reflection in the mirror, the soft glow of the sun glowing through thw window, highlighting the determination in your eyes. The girl staring back at you was not the same one who had entered the company months ago—she was stronger, more resilient, and more driven than ever before.

You got dressed in a comfy pair of sweatpants, a cute crop top and white sneakers and made your way to the door. With one last look around the dorm, you stepped out into the hallway, the door clicking shut behind you.

You walked towards the elevator and made your way to the dance practice room. The doors slid open and you stepped inside, once the elevator reached the floor, you walked to the end of the hallway.

The building was so silent as if no one was roaming the corridors, it was slightly creepy and of course the building had thick walls. You swallowed the unease building in your chest and started walking, the sound of your sneakers tapping against the floor the only thing breaking the silence.

As you approached the end of the hallway, the familiar door to the dance practice room came into view. It was a place you knew well, a space where you had spent countless hours perfecting your routines and pushing your limits. The sight of it brought a small sense of comfort, but the unnerving stillness of the building lingered in the back of your mind, making you quicken your pace.

You reached out for the door handle, but paused for a moment, glancing around the deserted corridor one last time. The entire floor seemed devoid of life, and for a split second, you wondered if you were truly alone.

But you shook off the feeling, telling yourself it was just your imagination playing tricks on you. After all, it wasn’t uncommon for the building to be quiet during the day when most trainees were either out, practicing or resting in their dorms.

Pushing the door open, you stepped into the practice room, greeted by the familiar scent of wood and faint traces of lingering sweat and—a devastatingly handsome man who had no business being that handsome.

Your eyes widened as your heart began to race behind your ribcage. Lee Know, the well known among everyone and everyone around the world, stood casually at the corner of the room, his back pressed against the mirrored wall, scrolling his phone.

Lee Know was your Sunbae, who joined the company six years before you did but he wasn't just your senior.

You and Lee Know were schoolmates back in high school. He was almost like a bully, picking on you and teasing you any chance he got.

But despite all that, Lee Know has stood up for you and has almost got himself in trouble at the principal's office for fighting with another jerk of a guy at school who treated you like shit.

And to this day, you were grateful to him for stepping up for you.

Lee Know glanced up from his phone, his eyes directly falling on you standing in the doorway, your heart began racing even faster. You had seen his practice videos on YouTube, he usually wore hoodies and sweatpants but today out of all days, he was in a black tank top and shorts.

Good lord.

"Oh hello, Sunbae," You said, attempting to break the silence, his eyes were still on you, an intense gaze watching you, falling from head to toe, observing your outfit.

You slowly stepped in, closing the door behind you and pushed away a strand of hair behind your ear. Man, why was he watching you so intently? His face was literally unreadable.

“Surprised to see me?” He asked, a slight smirk tugging at his lips, his voice smooth and deep, cutting through the silence of the room. The teasing lilt in his tone made your heart flutter even more.

You struggled to find your voice, still reeling from the shock of seeing him here. “I—uh, yeah. I didn’t expect anyone to be here,” You stammered, mentally cursing yourself for sounding so flustered.

You had seen Lee Know around the company before, but never like this. Alone and in such close proximity. He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you, the smirk on his lips growing as he noticed your reaction.

Your breathing increased as he stood only a few feet away from you, you could see his chest rise and fall. You looked up at him, trying your best to hide your deepening blush but it was in vain.

Lee Know tilted his head, sliding his hands in the pockets of his shorts, "It's been a while since I last saw you. You’ve changed a lot since then. In a good way of course."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. The idea that Lee Know still remembers you, sent a rush of emotions through you. You thought he had forgotten about you but it looks like you were wrong.

"Thank you, Sunbae," Your voice almost broke in half out of embarrassment? Shyness? You didn't know. All you knew was standing this close to Lee Know just made you go crazy.

"So have you," You managed to say, your voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside you. His gaze was still locked on you, intense and unwavering, as if he was searching for something hidden beneath the surface.

Lee Know’s smirk softened into a small smile at your words. “I guess we both have,” He replied, his tone warm but with an undercurrent of something deeper.

“But some things never change.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, the air between you thick with tension. You could hardly believe this was happening—that you were standing so close to him, having a conversation that felt so personal, so intimate.

He took another step closer, his presence almost overwhelming. The scent of his cologne, fresh and subtly spicy, filled your senses, making it even harder to think straight.

"Wanna do our new comeback dance challenge with me?" His sudden question caught you off guard, you looked at him blinking for a second before nodding softly.

"Sure, but I already know the choreography," You said, a faint smile playing on your lips as he watched you with a playfully arched eyebrow.

"Is that so? Then I guess we don't have to warm up"

"I don't think we have to"

He glanced at you one more time before he moved towards the sound system and plugged in his phone, the lead song of their newest comeback began playing on the speakers.

As the music began to play, filling the room with its pulsating rhythm, you took your place in front of the mirror, Lee Know stood next to you. The tension in your shoulders melted away slightly, replaced by the familiar rush of adrenaline but him standing next you still made you nervous.

Lee Know was one of the best dancers in the K-pop industry, everyone knew it and you felt insecure for a second knowing your skills wouldn't match his. But you pushed that thought away when the chorus of the song started.

Your body moved in synchronisation with Lee Know, your movements fluid and perfect matching his. The choreography was complex, but you had practised it so many times that it felt like second nature.

Lee Know moved with an effortless grace that was mesmerising to watch. His body seemed to flow with the music, every motion deliberate yet smooth, he was born to dance.

You found yourself getting lost in the way he moved, the way his eyes flicked to you every now and then, gauging your performance, as if challenging you to keep up. And you did. Every twist, turn, and pop was executed with precision.

The two of you were in perfect sync, moving as one unit. The reflection in the mirror showed you both, side by side, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to bask in the feeling of dancing alongside someone you had admired for so long.

As the song drifted off, he turned to you, a satisfied smile on his face. “You were great,” He said, his voice slightly breathless but full of admiration. “I knew you were good, but that was something else.”

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face at his words, a flush of pride warming your cheeks. “Thank you, Sunbae,” You replied, trying to catch your breath. “But I think you might’ve been holding back a little.”

Lee Know chuckled, the sound deep and rich, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. “Maybe just a little,” He admitted, a playful glint in his eyes. “But only because I didn’t want to completely show off.”

You laughed, the tension in your body finally melting away. “I appreciate that,” you said, your tone light and teasing. “Though I’m not sure I could keep up if you went all out.”

He shook his head, still smiling as he looked at you. “Don’t sell yourself short. You did good."

His compliment made your heart skip a beat, the sincerity in his voice hitting you harder than you expected.

"Let's go another round?" You asked, now feeling fully confident.

"Sure" Lee Know replied smoothly and he walked to the sound system to put on a new set of songs.

For the next forty five minutes the two of you freestyled, danced to the latest comebacks and even practised for your debut song.

Sweat slicked your bodies as you came to a short break, his black tank top hugged his figure while your white crop top clung onto you, revealing a faint colour of your bra.

Lee Know caught an accidental glance of your chest but quickly turned his head away and walked to the mini fridge and grabbed two bottles of water.

You went to the corner of the room and sat on the floor, wiping off the sweat from your brow with the back of your hand, feeling the slight burn in your muscles after the intense session. Songs from the sound system continued playing quite soundly in the background.

Lee Know approached you and handed a bottle, the cold water you drank helped cool you down, but it did nothing to calm the racing of your heart.

You glanced up at Lee Know, who stood above you, his eyes glinting with that familiar playful mischief.

"Tired so fast?" He teased, the smirk on his lips growing as he leaned against the wall beside you, one eyebrow cocked in that infuriatingly attractive way.

You rolled your eyes, a smile tugging at your lips despite your best efforts to stay composed. “I’m not tired, Sunbae,” You shot back, though your breathlessness betrayed you. “Just pacing myself.”

“Is that what it is?” Lee Know chuckled, taking a long swig of his water, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as he swallowed. “I figured you’d be able to keep up better by now.”

His words was coated with a hint of sarcasm, but there was an undercurrent of something more—an unspoken challenge that made your pulse quicken.

He had always known how to push your buttons, even back in high school, and it seemed like that hadn’t changed one bit.

Lee Know’s eyes flicked down to where your crop top clung to your skin, the faint outline of your bra visible through the thin fabric. For a split second, you caught him staring, but he quickly averted his gaze, clearing his throat as if nothing had happened.

He sat next to you, so close that you could feel the scent of his spicy cologne and sweat radiating off his body, which shouldn't make you feel like you wanted to drown in it.

“I've seen you dance at school," He said. "You’ve definitely improved a lot since,” He said, his tone casual, though you didn’t miss the slight edge in his voice. “But you might want to work on your stamina. Can’t have you tapping out too soon.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head at his relentless teasing. “Is this your way of saying I need more practice?” You asked, your voice light and playful as you tilted your head to look up at him.

“Maybe,” He replied, turning to you while his arm rested on one knee, his eyes glinting with amusement.

For a few moments the two of you stood there in silence, not knowing what to say next. You took another sip from your bottle and closed the cap, glancing at him but his gaze was already on you.

You felt your heart beginning to race again, a chuckle escaped from his throat as he turned his head away and finished his bottle of water.

"You know," He began softly, his voice low and slightly rough around the edges, you looked at him through the corner of your eye.

“You’re really something else.”

You fully turned to him and before you could respond, he moved closer, his free hand coming up to brush a strand of hair away from your face. The touch was light, almost hesitant, but it sent a shiver down your spine, your skin tingling where his fingers had grazed.

“You drive me crazy,” He confessed, his voice barely above a whisper now, as if admitting something he’d been holding back for a long time. “Ever since high school… I’ve been trying to figure you out. But you… you’re impossible.”

His words, spoken so close to your ear, made your breath catch in your throat. The heat between you was almost unbearable now, and you felt a pull, an undeniable urge to close the gap between you.

“Is that so?” You whispered back, your voice trembling slightly as you looked at him. The intensity in his gaze was almost overwhelming, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look away.

“Maybe you didn't try hard enough.”

Lee Know’s eyes narrowed slightly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Oh, I did,” He murmured, his voice laced with that familiar sarcasm, but there was an edge to it now—something darker, more serious.

“But you’re just a tough nut to crack.”

His hand, still resting near your face, moved to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly against your skin. The contact was electrifying, sending jolts of warmth throughout your entire body. Your breath hitched, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure he could hear it.

“And what happens if you do?” You asked, your voice barely audible as you leaned into his touch, your eyes locked onto his.

Lee Know’s smirk faded, his expression turning serious, almost contemplative. He leaned in closer, his lips just inches from yours, his breath warm against your skin.

“I guess there’s only one way to find out,” He whispered, his voice so soft it was almost lost in the quiet of the room.

Time froze in that moment when Lee Know pressed his hand on the wall, caging you with his body, lifting your chin with his fingers and bringing you close to him.

You swallowed hard but he didn't bring your lips to his. He only watched you and watched you as if he was waiting for someone to be revealed from your eyes.

"Six years. For six years you've managed to take over my head. Live in there. Freely. And now,"

Lee Know's hand went up your crop top, his palm caressing your skin that made goosebumps pebble your skin, his low, growling voice made your thighs clench. You felt something wet slowly beginning to pool between your legs.

He squeezed your breast through your bra, you inhaled a sharp breath, your hand instantly gripping his arm.

"Sunbae," You said so softly it almost sounded like a moan. And that soft voice made his cock hard.

"Lee Know, darling. Call me Lee Know. Or did you forget my name?" He said in a low rough voice as he began squeezing and palming and playing with your breast that caused you to whimper.

"Someone might walk in," Your fingers dug on his arms, your face still so close to his, his warm breath was over you, it drove you mad. But you wanted him to keep going. Your arousal began consuming you and you needed more.

"Then I guess we make it fast. Right baby?"

Lee Know pulled you down, your back was now on the floor, his knees on either side of you and pinning you beneath him. His eyes were dark and full of desire as he watched your chest rise and fall.

"Should I stop?" He asked in a husky voice. You shook your head, not being able to think of anything else. "No, don't. Please"

And that was all he needed to hear.

Without another word he pushed your top up along with your bra, revealing your hard nipples and beautiful breasts to his lust filled eyes. His eyes widened along with his smirk as he took in the heavenly sight beneath him, he leaned down and closed his mouth around the sensitive tip, your hand instantly tugged his hair.

You couldn't help but moan at the way his mouth sucked your nipple and rolled the other with his forefinger and thumb. He was basically worshipping your tits, giving both of them equal amounts of attention.

"Always knew my princess will taste the sweetest" He released your nipple with a soft pop sound, your fingers were still snaking his hair.

"Lee Know I, I need you," You said in a breathy moan, arousal spreading all over you, you could feel your juices stain your panties.

"You have me baby," He said as he removed your shoes and tugged down your pants along with your underwear, leaving you completely naked below your waist with nothing but your socks on.

He spread your thighs, the scent of your arousal reaching him as he got down to your hot dripping core. Your slick glazed infront of his eyes, his mouth watering knowing he's going to be having the best time of his life.

He placed a feather like kiss on your clit that made your chest heavy and core beg with need, it clenched around nothing, Lee Know smirked again and continued to kiss your clit multiple times.

"Lee Know...pl—please..."

"How so impatient baby" He licked your juices and was the last he said before he drew in the sensitive nub in his mouth and sucked.

Your back arched, Lee Know's tongue flicking and licking and sucking on your clit as he pushed a finger inside you, stretching your pretty walls and another, continuing to stretch you while his tongue played with your bud.

He groaned as your juices coated his face, tongue and fingers, you writhed and bucked your hips but his other hand's fingers were digging onto your thigh, holding you in place.

Lee Know knew that it was worth waiting. Worth waiting all those years for you. For him to taste you like this. In his sanctuary, under him, with your body begging for him to keep going.

"Oh my, Lee Know, oh" You were whimpering as he pumped his fingers inside your cunt, while he sucked on your clit like it was his last meal.

He pulled his fingers out after a few seconds of pumping and replaced it with his tongue without a word coming out of him other than a satisfied groan in your pussy, eating you out. The taste of you only hardened his cock behind his shorts.

You couldn't hold on, your eyes gushed with tears but Lee Know was so mean, his licks and flicks were slow and languid, you were squirming as you kept moaning without an end, the sound of your moans mixing with the beats of the newest songs playing off the speakers in the background.

While your senses were being driven out of your mind with Lee Know's tongue, you prayed that no one would walk in or hear your embarrasing noises. And those noises only turned Lee Know on more.

Your head turned to the side and through your glassy eyes you caught your reflection staring back at you. Lee Know's face buried in between your legs while your mouth was hanging half open.

You didn't look like the kind, innocent and polite idol the company trained you to be. You looked heavily drunk from arousal and at the way Lee Know's mouth worked on you.

"What a sweet little pussy you have sweetheart," He languidly licked your slit making you cry softly.

His cock was so hard and felt excruciatingly painful behind the confines of his shorts but he was too drunk on your sweet pussy that he ignored it.

Lee Know rose up from your heat, looking at you while his chin was coated with your essence, his lips red and stained with your juices, he got up to your face and crushed his mouth on yours.

You could basically taste yourself off his lips, his tongue swiped over your lips, demanding entrance as he kissed you fiercely. It wasn't gentle but dominant, his tongue battling with yours while his fingers circled your clit.

You moaned into his mouth, bucking your hips begging for him to give you more. Goodness, when were you this turned on?

Lee Know groaned as he pulled back and returned back to his meal, resting your leg on his shoulder and his tongue pushing inside your walls, kissing and licking your pussy, basically driving you absolutely insane. Literally keeping you on the edge.

"Lee Know, I can't, please" You begged him breathlessly, squealing while he worshipped you with his mouth.

"I'm teaching you on how to build your stamina kitten," He kissed your wet walls. "We should work on that right?"

Your fingers pulled his hair so hard, it nearly ached him but what you didn't know, Lee Know liked it when his hair was being pulled. You didn't know how turned on he was right now and how he was going to do everything to keep you under his mercy for however long he wants.

And hopefully no one walks in on you both.

"Pleaseplease, I can't, please" You were whimpering, breathing heavily, you couldn't do it any longer.

"You wanna come baby? Come all over my face? And show me how much you love this?"

"Yeah, yes, please Lee Know, GODDD"

He flattened his tongue in one more long lick and that undid you. "Come for me, kitten."

The words didn't fully leave his mouth as you came shuddering, your moans sounding like an erotic background music for the lyrics playing off the walls, your orgasm washed over you and Lee Know making your toes curl.

You were panting heavily from your high, letting go of his hair and your other hand and feet laying flat on the floor, you could still see tiny specks of stars erupting behind your eyes.

Lee Know smirked watching you process your comedown and stood on his knees. You slowly propped on your elbows, your eyes directly falling on his huge throbbing bulge below his abdomen and the slight stain around it.

When he was almost about to fully stand up, you wrapped your hand around his forearm. "You know you aren't done." You said challengingly that made his eyes and smirk widen with mischief.

"I don't carry condoms with me when I'm going to the practice room, kitten. Unless you think I do this all the time" He said as he brushed his fingers over your needy wet pussy. It was begging for him.

"We don't need it"

"That's not a good idea," He refused. Lee Know was always against unprotected sex and he knew he had pushed his luck as far it could go for today.

"You know you want this," You got up on your knees and touched his groin. "And so do I."

"Sweetheart," He protested but you went past it, you didn't know where you got this much courage from. You pulled his shorts and boxers down, just so that his erection was freed, your eyes widened.

OH GOD.

His cock sprung out, long, proud and beautifully hard, thick and veiny, pre cum leaking off the tip as it throbbed angrily. All your previous encounters vanished into thin air as you took in the sight of his gorgeous velvet shaft.

You looked at Lee Know with a wide smirk playing on your lips and stacked your hand on the base of his impressive length, stoking him as he groaned. You cutely kissed and licked the pretty tip, lapping his pre substances, the sweet saltiness lingering on your tongue.

"You. Drive. Me. Crazy." He growled.

Lee Know gripped your wrist and swiftly turned you around so that now the two of you were facing the mirrored wall. His erection dug onto your lower back and he pushed you onto all fours, grazing the tip on your entrance.

Your eyes closed shut and core ached with need, with one last gentle stroke, Lee Know held your waist and filled you inch by inch of his length in a smooth glid that made your back arch and cry out sharply.

"Lee—"

His cock was huge, he had to let you adjust for a few long seconds before he started pounding into you. You were basically naked if not for your socks and your top and bra resting beneath your neck.

"Fuck baby you're so tight" Lee Know rasped in a harsh tone, diving his huge length in your cunt, the hard wood floor bruising your knees.

"I might come right now."

Your breasts were bouncing, back and forth, as he pounded into you in a nearly punishing force, you almost— almost regretted asking for him to fuck you. But the pleasure of his thrusts were so euphoric, you wanted him to keep pushing you further.

"Open your eyes." Lee Know growled harshly, his hand came around your neck, fluttering your eyes wide open, meeting your reflection in front of you.

"Look at me when I'm fucking your tight little pussy."

You did. Your eyes met him through the mirror as he continued pounding into you so hard, abusing and wrecking your poor hole, his hand almost tight around your neck.

Your walls squeezed and clenched his thick shaft, driving Lee Know out of his mind. His cock was throbbing inside of you, he was resisting the urge to slap that round pretty ass of yours, but the way you took in his dick this gorgeously sent him to heaven.

"What do you think the world will think if they ever saw this huh?" Lee Know growled that made your heart pound hard enough to break out of your ribcage.

"Practising a very unique choreography right? On all fours as you let me wreck this slutty cunt?" His words were harsh, raw and dirty. He was taken over by some primal energy that made you weak.

"Tell me, kitten. Is this what you wanted?"

"Ngh, yes" You nodded frantically, your hands gripping the wooden floor for balance, but he was holding you fiercely. Moan after moan spilled out of your throat uncontrollably along with his harsh groans as hit each and every spot in you.

Ironically, the song 'Drive' was playing on the speakers, your eyes remained locked on your reflections, watching yourself getting mercilessly fucked by Lee Know from the behind.

"I won't let you go until the ending, Hold on tight as it speeds up"

It was like he was following the lyrics as he fucked you faster and harder, you watched yourself from the mirror, squealing and moaning, the floor bruising your knees, breasts bouncing, mouth open and tears streaming down your cheeks.

Lee Know's head was fallen back, his hand still around your neck and hair sticking on his damp sweat slicked forehead and so was yours. Your messy bun was now very loose, the strands falling on your face.

His eyes met yours again on the reflection, the two of you were in a sweaty mess, dripping with whimpers, moans and groans, the sloppy sounds of his cock going in and out of your cunt soaking the air.

"Oh, I'm, gosh,"

"Are you going to come for me again, kitten? Hmm?" He loosened his grip around your neck. "Go on, baby. Come."

With one final thrust, he hit your G-spot, you cried out coming all over his cock. Lee Know held you, slowing his pace and helped you ride out your earth shattering orgasm.

Your hand lost grip from the floor and you almost slipped but he held you before you fell, your velvet walls pulsing as your brain tried to process the high of your ecstatic climax.

Relentless thunder roared in Lee Know's chest as he came soon after you, groaning and cussing. It was almost the very last second but he pulled out of you, his cum shooting over your back and pussy. He came SO much that his cum spilled on the floor between your knees.

He quickly stood and pulled his shorts up, rushing towards the restroom and came back with tissues. He cleaned up the mess he made and wiped your thighs, holding you. And after you calmed down from your high, he helped you get back into your clothes.

Lee Know got up again and unplugged his phone from the speakers, you too slowly got up on your feet adjusting your pants and top but felt a sharp, throbbing ache pulsing through your knees and a slight soreness between your legs.

The last two hours replayed in your head again, every single detail vivid and etched in your brain.

"Are you okay?" Lee Know asked gently, turning to you as you came back to a steady breathing and fixed your hair, gulping down the remaining liquid from your water bottle.

"Yeah, I'm fine" The post-sex fog faded away, awkward tension began forming between the two of you. God how can you ever look at him the same anymore?

You two just fucked, not just anywhere but in the practice room, at the company with God knows who passed by or accidentally heard you both. A deep crimson bloomed on your cheeks, not out of fluster but out of embarrassment.

It was like Lee Know could read your mind and the concerned look spread across your face. He gently cupped your cheek making you meet his eyes, his usual cold face was replaced in a soft warmth.

"Hey, it's alright," Lee Know's fingers lingered as they tucked the strand of hair behind your ear, his touch surprisingly tender. The warmth in his eyes melted away the last of your embarrassment, his concern for you evident in the way he looked at you.

“Really, it’s okay,” He repeated, his voice low and soothing, as if he was trying to calm the storm of thoughts swirling in your mind.

“You don’t have to worry about anything.”

You bit your lip, still feeling a twinge of unease. “But…we’re at the company, if someone—”

Lee Know gently interrupted you by shaking his head. “No one’s going to find out. And even if they did, it’s none of their business. We’re both adults, and we made the choice together.”

His words were firm but comforting, and the way he spoke made it clear that he wasn’t just saying this to ease your mind—he genuinely believed it. The tension in your chest loosened, though the reality of what had just happened still felt surreal.

“It’s just… this isn’t something I ever imagined happening.” You admitted, the blush on your cheeks deepening.

“Me neither,” He confessed, his tone gentle, his thumb brushing lightly against your cheek in a gesture that sent warmth flooding through you. “But I’m not regretting it. Are you?”

You looked into his eyes, searching for any hint of doubt, but all you found was sincerity. His question caught you off guard, making you pause. After a moment, you shook your head slowly. “No…I don’t regret it.”

The smile that spread across his face was small but genuine, a flash of relief in his eyes that made your heart skip a beat. “Good,” He murmured, his hand still cradling your cheek.

For a moment, the two of you just looked at each other, the practice room around you fading into the background. There was no awkwardness now, no embarrassment—just a quiet understanding and a shared feeling that had finally been acknowledged.

Lee Know’s hand moved from your cheek to the back of your neck, gently pulling you closer until your foreheads touched.

You closed your eyes and melted into the feel of him, your arms gripping his back, you pulled him to a tight hug. All the years of unconfessed feelings crept the hearts of the two of you, wrapping in the comfort of each other’s presence.

You pulled back reluctantly, but you knew time was stretching and you have to go catch up with your band mates. You looked into Lee Know's eyes one more time in a soft intensity.

"I have to get back to my dorm," You said, your voice almost as quiet as a whisper.

Lee Know nodded, a small smile tugging his lips. "Sure," He leaned down and placed a quick peck on your lips. You chuckled softly, the tension from earlier now a distant memory.

You returned his smile nodding and turned towards the door, walking to the exit.

"See you around, kitten" He said smirking, his usual personality returning.

You looked back at him, a tiny smirk of your own playing on your lips.

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[hyuuukais]

-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x fem reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> gen, food mention, yn overthinking, as the title suggests, slight baby fever lol from both yn and minho

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Give Me Your TMI ~ Chapter 1

₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; In a world where Humans and Hybrids should be living as equals, Hybrids are still viewed as being closer to their animalistic side than their humanistic. Deep in the woods lives a band of misfit hybrids who reject these societal views and keep to themselves, choosing to live away from humans. What happens when the youngest of this rogue group meets a lost Human girl, befriending her after an incident where he must rely on her for help?

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; hybrid!au, female!reader, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, mentions of starvation (not purposeful but due to lack of food), she/her pronouns used for reader, this is very loosely based off the overall themes/tones of the manga and anime fruits basket~

The afternoon sunlight shown through the trees, the late summer breeze blowing gently through his fur as Jeongin rushed through the dense wooded area after the scent of an intruder in their territory. He first caught a wiff of the human wandering in their forest while doing his routine patrol of the area, ears standing up straight as he listened for any noise to indicate where they may be. Once he locked onto the scent better he took off immediately, not giving a second thought to go back and alert the others before jumping into action.

After running for what felt like forever he finally caught up to the source of the foreign smell. Through the trees the fox hybrid could see a girl, looking far too out of place in the large wooded area in a light blue sundress and white socks with lace trim peeking above the tops of her sneakers. Jeongin eyed her curiously from afar, watching as she stumbled her way over fallen branches and briar bushes. She looked hopelessly lost and when she finally turned so that he was able to see her face he could make out the faint traces of tears reflected in the sunlight.

Pretty, he thought, smiling to himself in his head as he continued to watch her struggle for a moment before shaking himself out of his thoughts and making his presence known by stepping out into her view. The poor girl jumped back at the sight of him before freezing completely, eyes wide with fear as she locked eyes with the seemingly normal fox in front of her. “Shit- oh god what do I do? Do I back away slowly or make myself look big and loud?” She wondered aloud, causing the fox to chirp with amusement. Silly girl, that’s for a bear, he thought to himself before stepping forward and letting out a small trill from the back of his throat. “O-Okay, fuck- do I run? Oh god…please don’t hurt me-“ She whimpered, taking a hesitant step backwards. Taking pity on the pretty girl Jeongin nodded his head towards the left, slowly turning to face that direction before looking behind him to see if she understood what he wanted of her.

Cautiously, she tilted her head before speaking up. “Do you want me to follow you?” She asked causing the fox to let out another chirp and turn back to begin walking in the direction he wanted her to go. Silently she followed, trying to both watch her footing to not trip while also keeping an eye on him so she didn’t lose him. Eventually Jeongin came to a stop at the end of the tree line, and if she hadn’t looked back up in time she may have bumped into his tail not having realized just how close she had gotten to the beautiful creature. “Oh- sorry…where did you…” Before she could finish her question, the hybrid dashed off further into the trees leaving her standing all alone at the edge of the forest. “Huh?” She turned back to where the fox had been just moments before and saw that he had lead her to a long dirt road. She wasn’t sure where it lead, but she was thankful to be in some sort of clearing as it would be much easier to traverse than the dense woods she had been lost in. “Thank you Mr. Fox!” She shouted back into the trees before stepping out onto the road and beginning to maker her way to wherever it would lead.

At her thanks, Jeongin felt pride swell in his chest and with a little nod in her direction, though she wouldn’t be able to see him, he began making his way back home.

Once back at the cabin, Jeongin shifted into his human form, naked as the day he was born before picking up his clothes from where he left them before his patrol at the edge of the clearing that was their home. “Ayen! How did your patrol go?” Seungmin asked cheerfully as he made his way towards the other hybrid from where he had been working in the garden. His velvety brown ears flopped lightly as he jogged up towards the younger, tail wagging lightly behind him until he got close enough to smell the scent of a human on him. “Jeongin? Why do you smell like a human?” He questioned, fear evident in his face as he looked over the fox hybrid carefully for any injuries.

“Hyung it’s nothing, I’m alright. But there was a girl in our woods.” He said the last bit cautiously, though he was attempting for a nonchalant tone. “A girl?!” The beagle hybrid screeched, eyes going wide. “Yeah, a girl. She was lost or something- not a threat. I lead her back to the road.” Seungmin shook his head, arms crossing over his chest. “How do you know she’s not a threat? What was she even doing all the way out here? We are like- miles and miles away from the nearest town and there are no other houses in the area for her to be able to walk all the way here to get lost in the first place.”

The fox scoffed, pushing past the older hybrid on his way towards the house once fully dressed. “Calm down, hyung. Trust me she was more scared of me. Thought I was a regular old fox, we’re fine.” The puppy didn’t back down, though his tone shifted as a smirk broke out on his face. “She was cute, wasn’t she.” Jeongin froze mid step, not daring to look behind him or else his face would give it away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The older laughed, walking towards the younger slowly at first. “I don’t hear you denying it.” And with that the beagle took off in a sprint towards the cabin. “GUYS! INNIE HAS A GIIIRRLLLFRIEND!!!” He shouted, letting out a bark to alert the others.

With eyes gone wide, the younger hybrid took off after him towards the house. “Seungmin stop! It’s not- I was just getting her out of our woods!!” He cursed under his breath as he finally reached the front steps of the porch where Seungmin was now standing beside a very disappointed looking wolf hybrid.

Chan stood with arms crossed over his chest, large black ears standing tall at the top of his head and tail flicking with his displeasure. “Jeongin, care to explain?” Seungmin wore a triumphant smirk, chest puffed up as he looked at the younger from his place beside the oldest. “I- when I was doing my patrol I smelled a human, so I went to see where it was coming from…” Chan frowned, raising an eyebrow at the youngest member of their little family. “Without telling any of us first?” The fox pouted, looking away as he felt the piercing gaze of the older hybrid to be too much to look at directly. “I got ahead of myself, I know…I’m sorry. But she’s gone now!” “She?”

Jeongin gulped, throat feeling a bit tight at being put in the hot seat like this. “It was just some girl, she was clearly lost. She wasn’t even dressed like she was ready to be in the woods and she had- she was crying-“ he tried to defend his actions, hands balled into fists at his sides. “You risked getting caught, getting us all caught, because a girl was crying?” Chan huffed and Seungmin rolled his eyes. “I couldn’t just leave her there! What if she got too close and found the house? Found all of us?” The younger pleaded, finally looking up to meet his eyes. “I stayed in my fox form the whole time- she didn’t even know I was a hybrid. She probably thought I was gonna eat her or something…but she’s gone, I lead her back to the road so she can go home.”

Chan stood in silence for a moment, watching the youngest carefully before nodding his head. “Alright, I’ll let it slide this time. But if this ever happens again you tell us immediately. Got it?” Jeongin nodded, his fluffy red tail swaying slowly and his ears pressed flat to his head sorrowfully. “Yes, hyung…”

It had been two weeks since the first time he saw her, doing his normal patrol of their territory. The pretty girl in the blue dress had become a distant memory in the back of his mind as he hadn’t seen or smelled any trace of her since. As he walked around the forest he began to notice something different, little strips of what looked to be fabric and ribbon tied to trees roughly every ten to fifteen feet.

Jeongin was in his fox form, as he always was during patrol, so the markers were a few feet high from his head. As he was inspecting the fabric his ears twitched at the sound of a twig snapping not too far away and that familiar scent was nearby. She was back. The hybrid followed the scent until he caught sight of her, this time dressed in a pair of tan shorts that stopped a little higher than her mid thigh and a light pink top with little daisies embroidered all over it. He stood and admired her from a far for a moment, watching as she tied a small ribbon around the thinner trunk of a pine tree before beginning to move onward. So that was who was behind the strange markers, what was she doing? He wondered to himself before following after her with a little chirp to get her attention.

The girl startled, hand held to her chest when she turned to see it was just him. “Oh, Mr. fox it’s just you-“ a giggle left her lips and Jeongin thought briefly that it was one of the most lovely sounds he had ever heard before shifting his attention to the question of why she was back in their forest. Assuming she was lost again, the fox nodded once again for her to follow him and seemingly without question she did just that. As the two walked, the girl began to speak softly. He wasn’t sure if she was just speaking to herself at first until she addressed him directly. “What do you think, Mr. fox?” Shit, he hadn’t been paying attention to her words. Jeongin nodded regardless, not like he could give anything more of a response in this form anyways so she didn’t need to know he hadn’t been listening. The smile that small gesture brought to her face caused the hybrid to falter a bit in his step and almost trip over his front paws.

Once he had lead her back to the edge of the forest where the same dirt road was from the last time he had seen her, the fox this time stayed there to watch and make sure she left.

He wasn’t sure why she was there, how she got there, of why she was tying things to the trees, but he didn’t want her to get caught by any of the others who most likely wouldn’t be as kind to her as he was. As he stood waiting for her to leave, she suddenly crouched down to his level and began reaching out her hand towards him.

Panic set in and his fur stood on end. Just before she could make contact with his fur the fox pounced, knocking the girl onto her back on the forest floor. Jeongin growled, teeth bared at her and his ears flat to his head as he stood on her torso to keep her down.

As soon as he had growled the girl let out a scream, tears flowing from her eyes as she began to sob. “P-Please don’t hurt me-“ she begged, though to her this was just some normal fox who couldn’t understand her cries. Luckily for her this was no normal fox, and the sight of her tears caused the hybrid to freeze up before quickly pulling away and darting through the woods.

He couldn’t believe himself, almost hurting her like that. She wasn’t a threat, or at least it didn’t seem like it. At the feeling of hatred towards such an animalistic act he felt himself shifting into his human form while the echoing of her cries could still be heard for a moment until he finally broke through into the clearing. Thankfully no one was around to see him as he fell to the ground as sobs of his own slipped out though he tried to fight them, his heart racing and his stomach turning causing him to feel ill. Lashing out like that at just the proximity, he was only proving the humans right that hybrids were no better than any regular animal. Animalistic, wild, feral- words he had been called before echoed in his mind causing him to scream to try and drown them out.

Jeongin hadn’t realized he was screaming until his throat began to feel sore and Hyunjin was running from the house with Felix and Changbin close behind. The ferret hybrid’s strong arms wrapped around him, pulling their youngest to his chest as he began rocking him carefully. “Innie, baby it’s okay. You’re safe.” Hyunjin spoke softly, nuzzling his cheek into the fox hybrid’s hair causing his ears to twitch and flatten to his head as he slowly calmed down. “What happened, ayen?” Changbin asked from over the ferret’s shoulder.

“The- the girl…she was in the woods again-“ the three older hybrid’s eyes went wide but before they could say anything Jeongin continued.

“I know Chan hyung said to tell him if I saw her again or the next time a human was in the forest but- but I don’t know-“ he was still trying to catch his breath, still clinging to the older hybrid who held him close. “I don’t think she’s a threat- she’s so…odd- but she tried to pet me and I almost attacked her.” He began crying again without realizing it, much softer this time. “I’m no better than the animal they said I was-“ he said softly, hiding his face in Hyunjin’s shoulder as Felix came to wrap his arms around him from his other side. “Please don’t tell Chan hyung- I don’t want to upset him I didn’t mean to it just happened so fast and I wanted to make sure she wasn’t lost anymore. She seems a little clumsy-“

Felix cooed at the fox and pet his hair gently. “We won’t tell Chris, Innie…but please next time come get us. Even if you don’t think she’s a threat, we don’t want something like this to happen again.” The younger nodded, staying in their arms for a while longer before allowing the others to lead him inside and help him clean up where branches and briars had scratched his skin from running through the woods completely undressed after shifting.

While sitting in the bath, Felix kneeling beside him and helping clean the small wounds he had procured, Jeongin could see her face washed in fear in the back of his mind and couldn’t seem to shake the feeling of guilt that surrounded him and threatened to swallow him whole as he heard her cries clear as day still even now miles from where he left her laying on the forest floor. He hoped she was okay.

It had been another two weeks since he had almost attacked the lost girl in their woods and Jeongin had been hesitant to go alone on patrol ever since, always having one of his hyungs accompany him whenever he had to go out into the woods. After a while he began to relax, not having run into her in so long made him feel he had successfully scared her away from ever entering the woods again.

Feeling this new sense of peace, he finally felt like it was okay to go on patrols alone again and after a long day of running around the dense forest Jeongin felt as if he could use a drink. The fox hybrid made his way to the river not far from the cabin, the smell of the damp earth and the sound of running water letting him know he was almost there.

Just as he got to the tree line however, there she was deep in the water.

She was submerged up to her shoulders but from the bare skin he could see and the neatly folded stack of clothes sitting on a nearby rock, the hybrid could only assume the girl before him was naked beneath the slow roll of the rivers stream. His thoughts were confirmed as not long after he had arrived she slowly rose from the water and the late afternoon sunlight hit her glistening skin. If he was not in his fox form Jeongin’s jaw would have been dropped comically wide as he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the soft curves of her body as she made her way back to the shore.

He had never seen a feminine body before, having been kept separate from the female hybrids at the center he was raised and never having had an owner let alone a female one. Her body fascinated him, but also lit a fire inside his chest that would have caused a bright blush to spread across his cheeks if he were not in his fox form.

As she made her way back to her clothes, the girl picked up a dark colored towel and began to dry her hair until she suddenly caught sight of where Jeongin was hiding in the tree line. “Mr. Fox?” She asked cautiously, though there was no fear in her tone or expression, only curiosity. As if to answer her, Jeongin slowly stepped forward from the trees and made himself known fully, sitting down by the rock where her clothes remained in the perfectly folded stack.

A soft smile spread across her lips before she resumed drying off her hair before moving to the rest of her body. “I’m sorry I scared you the other day.” She said after she set the towel back down on the rock, starting to get dressed carefully. She’s apologizing? For scaring him? The hybrid tilted his head curiously as he watched her, letting out a little whimpering sound as he tried to show his confusion. He was sure it should be him who was apologizing for scaring her. “I know you probably don’t see a lot of people all the way out here…I was just- you have been so sweet to me so I wanted to thank you some how.” She tried to explain, as if a wild fox could understand her words. Thats all he was to her, after all. There was no way she would know he was a hybrid and could understand everything she said to him, still she continued. “I never had any kind of pets but my- um…a friend of mine had a dog once and he always liked to be pet when he did good.” He let out a little chirp at the fact that she assumed a wild animal would accept the same affection a house pet would. Her hesitance in her choice of words caused Jeongin to wonder what it was she was originally going to say, but he would have to take whatever information she would give him as there was no way he could reveal his status as a hybrid to her.

Now fully dressed, the girl took a seat on the rock and looked off to the water. He took in her appearance again, how peaceful she looked before he noticed the twinge of sadness in her eyes. Before he was even processing his movements, Jeongin was climbing onto the rock beside her and laying down at her side. At the feeling of soft fur brushing against her bare thigh she startled a bit, relaxing when she looked down to see he was curled up peacefully at her side. “Mr. fox…c-could I?” She spoke softly, hesitantly lifting her hand though she kept it to herself until he gave indication that her touch was allowed.

Silently, the hybrid lifted his head until the palm of her hand was pressed lightly against the spot between his ears.

There it was again, that giggle that was music to his ears. As the girl began to pet him gently, giving a few scratches behind his ears, Jeongin felt himself melting into her side while content little whimpers escaping him occasionally. They sat like that as the sun began to set, but just before it dipped completely below the horizon she rose from her seat. “I better get back before it’s too dark. Thank you for coming to see me again, Mr. fox.” With that she bid him farewell and left Jeongin sitting against the rock with his brain a little hazy from the affection he had received. Once she was gone from sight he realized he probably reeked of her scent and his hyungs would know he had seen her again. Changbin, Hyunjin, and Felix had kept to their word and hadn’t told Chan about the last time but after the way her soft hand had carded through his fur for what felt like hours there would be no way to hide it from him or the others. The would know the second he stepped into the clearing.

In an attempt to cleanse himself of any trace of her, Jeongin looked around to be sure she was really gone before shifting and taking a dip into the river. Fully submerging himself, the hybrid swam around for a while to make sure there would be no way to smell the lost girl’s scent on him when he returned home.

Fortunately for him this had worked and the only questions he received once back in the cabin was as to why he was soaking wet. He made up a simple lie that he had gotten too hot while on patrol and went for a swim, effectively getting his hyungs off his back for the most part though Changbin had chastised him that it was getting too close to autumn and he could catch a cold if not careful.

The youngest apologized for not thinking of his health, promising not to do it again as he went to take a proper bath just to scrub his skin raw with every scented product in the bathroom and make extra sure that there was no way they would ever find out about his latest encounter with his new secret friend.

Two weeks since the meeting at the river, Jeongin made it a habit of running into the pretty girl. She never introduced herself, or talked about why she was always in their forest, but she would tell him stories from a book she started bringing to the river where they started meeting at the end of every day just before the sun would set. The hybrid would rest his head on her thigh to soak up the warmth there and she carded her fingers through his fur as she read aloud to him.

Jeongin always made sure to take a dip in the water after she left, washing away her scent to keep their meetings secret from his hyungs who undoubtedly would not approve of his new friendship with a human.

It was a normal day on patrol for the fox hybrid, keeping watch of their beloved forest. He felt the slowly chilling early autumn breeze brush around his fur as he walked leisurely through the trees, thinking of what stories he may get to hear from the pretty girl later that afternoon when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his left leg and the loud sound of metal clinking together rang in his ears.

In his distracted state of mind the hybrid had completely missed the bear trap in his path, stepping right on it causing the metal teeth to pierce his flesh and blood to slowly begin trickling down to his paw and the dirt and leave covered ground.

Jeongin was too far from the cabin, and the older hybrids that were on patrol were in areas of the forest too far to hear his cries for help. Those who had chores at the cabin did not have as good of hearing as he, Chan, and Seungmin. He was truly and helpless fucked. The pain was searing and he felt like he could faint but he forced himself to stay together and let out a loud howl hoping that someone would hear him and come to his rescue.

Fortunately for the hybrid, his human friend happened to be walking near by when she began to hear the sound of not too distant fox cries. “That can’t be-“ she whispered to herself, turning in the direction of the sound before she heard it again. The sound was strangled, desperate, and it caused her nerves to stand on edge before she took off running in the same direction. Low hanging branches and thorns tore at her skin with the speed she was running to get to her precious Mr. fox, as she so affectionately called the hybrid. Once she spotted the sight of his orange fur she began to relax, until she noticed the state he was in and her panic kicked into overdrive.

As soon as she was by his side the girl dropped to her knees, hands hovering over the trap with hesitation. “Oh- oh this is bad-“ She mumbled to herself, trying to see how to release Jeongin from the trap. “O-Okay…I’m gonna try and pry it open, then you pull your leg out okay?” She explained, voice shaking though she tried to stay calm. The hybrid nodded to her, braving himself to move quickly once she got the trap open. The girl took a deep breath, holding it as she placed both hands on each side of the trap and began pulling them apart with all of her strength.

As soon as he felt the metal teeth leave his flesh the hybrid pulled his leg free and let himself fall to the forest floor with a whine. The girl let go of the trap once she saw he was free, pulling her hands back quickly as to not get stuck herself. “Okay okay- uh- shit this is bad, you’re bleeding a lot-“ rambling once more, she began looking around the forest then back to the fox laying before her. Before she could overthink things, her arms were wrapping around the fox and cradling him against her chest as she stood and began running back through the woods the way she came. Jeongin felt himself going in and out of consciousness as he used the pretty human girl’s scent to ground himself in reality as best he could.

After a while the pair came to a clearing, much smaller than the one where the cabin was, with a simple camping set up. There was a small tent, only big enough for maybe two people, a small ring of rocks where ashes remained from what he assumed was a fire probably the night before, two folding chairs, and a few plastic bins stacked neatly beside the tent. Jeongin took in the small space curiously, trying to distract himself from the pain as she laid his nearly limp body in one of the chairs before digging around in the bins for something. “I know there is a first aid kit in here somewhere-“ she huffed out, still out of breath from how fast she had run to get them there before he bled out anymore. “Ahah!” She shouted triumphantly, producing a roll of bandages. Quickly, she retuned to his side and began using a small bottle of water to clean his wounds before bandaging them tightly.

She looked rough, now that he could see her fully and give her his full attention, he could see that her hair was falling out of the braid she had pulled it back into and there was tiny cuts and scrapes littering her exposed skin. Her clothing was stained with dirt and his own blood from where she had carried him there. “Alright, all patched up.” She said with a soft smile effectively warming his insides with the gesture. The hybrid looked down at her handwork and smiled in his head. She did a pretty good job for someone who seemed to be clueless most of the time. “Let’s get you back, yeah? I’m sure you’ll wanna go back to your den and get some rest after this…wait- do foxes live in dens or caves?” There was his clueless girl. Jeongin wished he could talk to her, tell her all the things he had to keep to himself in his fox form, properly introduce himself to her so she didn’t have to always call him Mr. fox…In his head he let out a sigh, resting his head on his uninjured right leg before he was suddenly scooped back up into her arms.

The young hybrid chirped, a small purring sound erupting from his chest and she held him snuggly against her soft chest. “I’m gonna bring you back as far as I can remember seeing you, okay? I think your home should be nearby. Think you can get there on your own after that?” Jeongin nodded a bit, though he worried she may try to follow him to make sure he was okay and end up finding the cabin…and the others finding her. After a long walk through the densely wooded area, the girl set him down and gave a soft kiss to the top of his head. Oh- she had never done that before. “Get home safely, please…and come see me when you are better so I don’t worry too much.” She said with a slight teasing lilt in her voice. Jeongin gave her a nod before turning and limping his way back to the clearing.

Once he was past the tree line he looked back to make sure she hadn’t followed, shifting back into his human form and letting out an almost blood curdling scream as the bandages she had placed on his much smaller fox leg now ripped apart and fell to the soft grass of the clearing. At the sound of his scream Minho and Jisung were racing out of the cabin and to his side. Upon seeing his injuries Jisung gasped and a hand shot to cover his mouth while Minho jumped into action much like the girl had, though his movements were much more confident whereas hers were more hesitant. “What happened to you??” Jisung questioned from over the cat hybrid’s shoulder. “Bear trap- at least now it’s been trigged this won’t happen again.” He tried to joke, laughing pathetically at the attempt as Minho scooped him up in his arms and began carrying him back to the cabin while Jisung brought his clothes.

The sight that greeted Chan and Seungmin when the both arrived home from their own patrols was their youngest laid out on their kitchen table, still shirtless though he was dressed from the waist down, pain etched into his face as Minho worked carefully to stitch up the nasty gashes on his arm. Felix assisted the older, wiping away any blood that blocked his path with a warm wet cloth as Han, Hyunjin, and Changbin waited anxiously from the other side of the kitchen as to still show support but not catch a glimpse of the somewhat gory scene. “What the hell happened.” Chan said, the oldest at Jeongin’s free side in an instant while Seungmin was quick to join Felix in helping keep things as sterile as possible.

“Hyung i-it’s fine-“ Jeongin spoke through gritted teeth, wincing as the cat hybrid laid yet another stitch. “It sure as hell doesn’t look fine.” His disapproving frown was so evident in his voice that the younger hybrid didn’t even need to look up to see it. “Chris- can we talk about it after he’s all patched up?” Felix pleading voice called out to the wolf hybrid causing him to sigh and nod in agreement. “Alright, yeah. Later, though. I want a full explanation, no excuses.” With that the oldest went off to clean up and try and distract himself from the youngest’s painful whimpers.

Once Jeongin was successfully stitched back together and bandaged properly to fit his human form, he was sat on the couch in front of a very disappointed wolf hybrid who’s arms were crossed firmly over his broad chest. Hyunjin was glued to the younger’s side, nuzzling up next to him for comfort as the fox in question had his gaze downturned to his lap. “So you were continuing to see this human after i specifically told you not to, and to get us if you ever saw her again?” Chan’s voice was stern, eye brow raising to show he expected an answer after Jeongin had finished telling them the story of his secret friend, how he had come to be injured, and how she had saved him and attempted to treat his wounds. “I’m sorry hyung….she just- she’s different, I just know. I can feel it.” The older scoffed, looking to the side before turning back to the younger. “You only say that now. How do you know she doesn’t just want something from you, hm?” His skepticism and distrust for humans caused Jeongin to frown himself. He knew very well why the head of their little family had so much distain for humankind, and he didn’t blame him for harboring such a bias against them. The fix himself had a very tainted past at the hands of many humans at the facility he was raised, it’s why he had to escape.

“She’s probably trying to gain your trust now so she can use it against you later.” The fox hybrids ears twitched atop his head as he allowed the older to scold him for his actions and his carelessness. “But she wouldn’t-“ he started to say, feeling a deep seated need to defend his friend. “I don’t want you going out on patrol from now on. Hyunjin will take your place.” Chan said finally, cutting off the younger hybrid whose head snapped up at the order. “You can’t- that’s so unfair! Channie hyung she saved my life-“ A low growl echoed through the room effectively silencing the fox, though he glared up at the older hybrid defiantly. “You showed me that you cannot listen to orders, Ayen. I don’t give orders for the hell of it, I do it to protect you. All of you. If you can’t listen then you are putting yourself and all of us at risk.”

Jeongin let out a whimper, choosing to burying his face in the nape of Hyunjin’s neck and let out a choked sob in lieu of an answer. The ferret hybrid held him close, rubbing his back in soothing circles as he gave Chan a look. The wolf shook his head dismissively before heading towards his room at the back of the cabin. Felix chased after him, a look of pity in his soft brown eyes. “You could have gone easier on him, Chris…I get that he didn’t listen but she hasn’t given him any reason not to trust her this far-“ Chan let out another growl causing the cat hybrid to take a step back from him. “Drop it, Lix. I’ve made up my mind. If any of you see that human around you let me know, I will take care of it.” There was an edge to his tone that made the hair stand up at the back of his neck, the younger hybrid only nodding in under before heading back to help comfort their youngest.

It had been so long since he had seen her last, the fox hybrid found it hard to believe it had been only eight weeks since he first discovered the human girl lost in their woods. Jeongin spent his time not on patrol taking over Hyunjin’s chores at the cabin. His days consisted of laundry and tending to the garden with his hyungs that were not out in the forest. One day, while alone in the garden, the youngest looked up at the sky to see storm clouds slowly rolling in. Changbin came out from the house to shout out to the fox. “Ayen-ah! Make sure to bring the laundry in before it starts to rain!” The bunny hybrid gave him a soft smile, all of them knowing the transition to his new daily tasks had been difficult for the youngest. Jeongin called out to his hyung as he made his way from the garden over to the clothes line. “You got it, Binnie-hyung!”

As he was bringing the now folded laundry inside, neatly placed in the large wicker basket, his ears and nose began to twitch and his tail stiffened as a sense of unease fell over him. Something was wrong, very wrong.

Carefully, Jeongin sat the basket on the porch away from where any rain could get to it as a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. Trying to be as quiet as possible, the fox backed away towards the tree line before taking off in a sprint.

He wasn’t sure what it was but he had this sinking feeling that she was not okay. Once he was deeper in the woods and was sure his hyungs that were on patrol would be closer to the cabin and there was less of a risk of him being caught disobeying his oldest hyung’s orders he slowed to a walk, eyes carefully scanning the trees as the sickening feeling got worse. This was the first time he had been in the forest in this form, having to get used to the difference in height and view.

The closer he got to where her small camp was, the more wrong everything felt.

Looking up at the sky his stomach sank further at the sight of vultures circling. Breaking out into a frantic run he was quickly thrust into the small clearing where the human girl’s camp was.

It was raining heavily now, and just outside the opening to the small tent laid her limp body on the ground. His feet were moving before he could even process, falling to his knees as he examined what could have caused her to be in this state.

Jeongin let out a little gasp at her appearance. She looked sickly, skin paler than normal and her body was visibly smaller than when he had seen her last. As he thought back briefly to all the times he had seen her he realized that over time she had been loosing weight gradually with every visit. How could he have been so blind? Why didn’t she have any food? He didn’t have time to think about that right now.

The fox hybrid gently touched her frigid skin and felt for a pulse, it was weak but there and he scooped her body into his arms carefully. Fuck he must be insane for what he was about to do, but he couldn’t leave her there to die. Not after she had saved him.

With the girl securely in his hold Jeongin stood up and took off for the cabin, her head cradled against his shoulder as he tried not to jostle her too much as he ran to get back before it was too late.

A soft groan left her lips and with it he felt a glimmer of hope, she wasn’t too far gone.

Rain was blurring his vision, his hair flatting to his head flinging drops of water as he sprinted through the forest, weaving and winding to avoid colliding with any trees or branches as he made his way back to the clearing for help.

Time was completely elusive to the young hybrid as he stumbled up the steps to the front porch of the cabin after what felt like both an eternity and no time at all, almost tripping over the basket he had left there early.

At the sound of his steps on the wood floor of the porch his hyungs came rushing out the door to greet him. “Jeongin where have you been?! We’ve been worried sick, you just disap-“ Han’s words were cut off as he saw the girl clutched tightly to the youngest’s chest. “Oh my god is that-“ Felix pushed past the chipmunk hybrid to see what he was talking about and a gasp left him as he saw her. “You brought her here?!? Ayen if Chan sees you he’s gonna-“ “I’m gonna what?”

Chan moved around the pair of younger hybrids to see what Jeongin had that was causing such a stir. When his eyes landed on her limp body held by the fox and the desperation in his eyes the wolf growled lightly. “What the hell are you doing bringing a human here.” It wasn’t a real question, simply a statement to show his distaste for the youngest’s actions. “Hyung please- she’s starved! I-I found her laying outside and-and there were vultures and I think she’s going to die-“ Jeongin pleaded, stepping closer to the oldest. “That isn’t our problem. She shouldn’t be out here unprepared if she didn’t want to starve to death.”

The wolf hybrid stood his ground, his face void of expression as he looked at the younger with indifference. Jeongin stared in shock, his oldest hyung was usually so caring and gentle. He had his moments of sternness, as any good leader did, but it was only from the deep need to protect and take care of their family. Hearing such harsh words for another living being from his most trusted hyung caused his heart to ache. “Channie-hyung please- I have to save her. I owe her.”

At the sound of the commotion the rest of the hybrids came out to see Jeongin pleading with the wolf, his grip on the human in his arms tightening and tears welling in his eyes. Minho was the first to step forward, moving between the two canines. “Give her to me, kit.” He spoke softly, reaching for the girl causing Jeongin to flinch back and hold her more protectively. “Calm down, I’m not going to hurt her. We can’t keep standing out in the cold or her condition will worsen.”

The youngest eyed him cautiously before slowly and carefully passing the girl into the older’s arms.

“Minho what are you doing.” Chan spoke sternly, eyebrow raising at the cat as he began heading for the front door. “Hyung I know you have a bad past with humans, and you are valid to be cautious of them, but this girl is in no state to pose any threat to us.” He ignored the growling coming from the wolf as he moved inside carefully and headed for the fox hybrid’s room. “Ayen is right, we can’t let her die.” Jeongin followed wordlessly, walking past his hyungs to follow Minho to his room.

“She’s staying with you, though I doubt you’d complain.” He teased lightly, laying her on the bed before starting to remove her clothes.

“What are you-“ Jeongin stared wide eyed as his hyung stripped her to nothing on his bed. Seeing her naked form caused his stomach to turn as he could see just how frail her frame had become in comparison to the time he had seen her bathing in the river. “Go and get me all the blankets and towels you can, throw them in the dryer then bring them here. We need to bring up her core temperature, she’s already hypothermic and before we can think about feeding her we need her temperature back up.”

Nodding, the fox hybrid rushed to get the things requested by his hyung. In some weird show of possession he made sure to grab blankets and towels that held his scent the most, even rubbing against them before tossing them into the dryer before heading back to his room to see what he could do in the meantime.

He saw Han and Felix were at Minho’s side, talking in low voices about the next corse of action. “The stuff you asked for is in the dryer, what else can I do Hyung?” Jeongin’s voice was eager as he made his way to the edge of the bed, taking her cold hand in his much warmer one. “Well kit, we were just talking about that…while we wait for the stuff in the dryer we still need to keep her warm.” She was now laying under the quilt on his bed, her body still shivering lightly as Minho continued. “Body heat is most ideal…” a flash of jealousy and that possession from earlier came back as he spoke up immediately. “I’ll do it.” Minho smirked and nodded to the youngest. “Okay, so you will need to take off your clothes and hold her to you.”

Han and Felix giggled as the fox hybrid flushed visibly at the realization of what he had just volunteered to do. Still, he didn’t regret his words. He would much rather it be himself than one of the others being with you like this. He quickly began taking off his clothes, causing the others to snicker. “No need to be so eager, kit.” Han teased, poking his cheek as he went to check the dryer with Felix in tow. “Shut up-“ once he was fully bare he carefully lifted the edge of the quilt and slipped into the bed next to her.

“I’m gonna go and make something for her to eat once we warm her up. When Felix and Han get back, wrap her in the towels first then the blankets.” Jeongin nodded, listening to the cat hybrid’s words though his attention was on the girl laying next to him. “You did good getting her here, don’t mind Chan-hyung he will come around to realize how harsh he was being eventually.”

Once Minho had left the room, it was just the fox and the human girl. His pretty girl. Finally being with her in this form, he felt he could fully take in her beauty. The hybrid wrapped his arms around her torso, pulling her flush against him so the natural warmth of his body could radiate onto hers. “Hi- um…I know you probably can’t hear me right now…but I figured uh..since we are like this I should introduce myself-“ his nerves caused him to stutter, his face mere inches from her own causing his hot breath to fan over her face gently, the girl in his arms letting out another small groan. “I’m Jeongin, um- Mr. fox is a cute nickname but- my name is Jeongin. God you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to tell you that-“

He laid like that for what felt like an eternity, taking in her features so closely as he attempted to warm her up. Slowly he felt the chill on her skin leaving as Han and Felix came back with the stuff from the dryer. The youngest moved back the quilt so they could get to work wrapping her in the warm fabric, and at the sight of her nude form Han began to blush as he attempted to advert his eyes. Just like Jeongin, the chipmunk had never seen a female before. “Minho-hyung said to start with the towels-“ Jeongin removed himself from her side, sitting up on his knees to help them wrap her up.

After she was safely cocooned in warm towels and blankets. Jeongin redressed as Minho brought in a bowl of broth. “Is that gonna be enough? She looks like she hasn’t eaten in weeks-“ Jeongin eyed the broth skeptically as Minho sat on the edge of the bed and gently tapped at the girl’s cheek. “Come on, sleeping beauty. Gotta get some food in you so you get get better.” A whimper left her lips, but her mouth opened enough for him to feed her a spoonful. “Broth is enough for now. She can’t exactly chew in this state and we don’t wanna put anything too heavy in her stomach or she won’t be able to keep it down.”

Slowly the cat hybrid fed her, watching as the warmth from the blankets brought color back to her skin. Minho smiled softly, brushing the hair back from her face gently as she finished the bowl he had brought her. “There. I’ll feed her some more later. We’ll keep this up until she’s awaken then we’ll move to adding veggies in it if she thinks she can keep it down” with that the older left to wash the empty bowl and give the youngest some space with her.

Jeongin sat back on the edge of the bed, his fingers carding through her hair gently as she used to do with his fur when they would meet at the river. She stirred lightly, eyelids fluttering a bit but they never opened. “J-Jeongin?” She spoke softly and his heart clenched. “I’m right here- I’m here, pretty.”

A soft smile reached her lips and her body seemed to relax as she drifted back to sleep once more. She must have heard him earlier, she said his name! He never thought his name sounded lovelier than coming from her lips. Jeongin let go of her hand and shifted back into his fox form, curling up beside of her on the bed and letting himself rest as well. It had been a long day and his exhaustion was finally catching up with him now that he knew she was safe. The last thought he had before drifting off was that he never wanted to let her out of his sight again, his pretty human girl.

author’s note; aaahh my first ever hybrid fic! I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it~~ big thanks to @chancloud8 for cheering me on and helping me whenever I hit a bump in the road and needed advice! Looking forward to continuing this story (though don’t worry I’m still working on my other series as well~) as usual lmk if you would like to be added to the taglist for this series~~ ᕱᕱ₊˚⊹♡

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are you sure ? - Felix x reader

summary : Felix and you have been in a relationship for 4 months now, and Felix feels ready to get intimate with you.

pairing : virgin!felix! x afab!reader!

warnings : suggestive (felix and reader are getting freaky together!!), kisses, mention of religion and I think that’s all!! it’s fluff!!

word count : around 570!

author’s note: this is my first English story ever, so I hope my writing will be as good as in my native language ! Should I do a part 2 ?

Minors do not interact 🤍!

It’s been 4 months since you and Felix are officially a couple. You two met at the campus. Yet, you live at your parents’ house. You sometimes did invite him over to sleep, your parents didn’t mind you two having sexual relations together but you never really talked about it much with Felix. You thought he might be shy or closed about the subject since everytime you mentioned sex he turned red.

It was a Friday night, 8:07PM. You two were on your bed, being silly and laughing at nothing. You did put the last crisp between your lips, holding it.

“You want it, huh?” You smiled, holding the crisp, wanting him to take it. Felix and you have kissed some times. Rarely, but sometimes. It was usually quick innocent pecks. The kind of kiss that says “I really love you”. Kids kisses. Felix giggles and takes the crisp with his teeth.

“Mine!!” He said as he ate the last crisp. You gasped dramatically, covering your mouth with your hand, acting so surprised. You decide to tickle him!

“Yah!!” You began to tickle your boyfriend, the sound of his laughter filling your room. His hands instinctively grabbed your waist to hold you. You looked at him, still tickling him a bit slower, now that you felt his gaze on you. There was something different in the way he was holding you. You tucked a strand of hair out of his face. His hands traveled to your lower back, you were basically straddling his lap.

“y/n…i feel weird..” Felix gulped. He gently kissed your lips. You rolled a bit your hips against him, getting worked up. You took off your sweater, now being in a tank top.

“felix…we never really talked about it..are you okay..? is it..is it your first time being this close to someone…?” You asked carefully. The boy just nodded and mumbled.

“It’s my..first time..being close to someone..”

At these words you stop rolling your hips against him but he makes a sound of complain. So you slowly roll them. You touch his chest softly. The boy looks for reassurance and consent in your eyes. You get up to take off his tshirt. When you see his chest you can’t help but bite your lip. You straddle him again and leaves kisses on his trapezoids. His hands find your waist again, but he slides them lower, to your butt. Felix began to roll his hips too.

“y/n..please..” You understand the assignment and undress, only keeping your pantie. Felix undresses too, only having his cross necklace and his boxer. You see him feeling a bit shy.

“hey you’re literally perfect Felix! Perfect in my eyes, I love every inches and parts of your body! Plus, I’m not dating you for your body. I love you, baby.” Felix smiled at your words, taking off his last piece of clothing.

He sits next to you on the bed, taking your jaw in his hand. He kisses you, oh so softly. And when he pulls away you smile at his necklace. The boy just loved his religion and you found it cute.

When you two began to get worked up you eventually did straddle his lap again. The boy touches your butt again. He definitely wants you. You see his dick getting hard. You look at him.

“Shall we have sex?”