#freak it felix am i right

[fridgrave2-0]

well, seems like they're having a good time

[moonafalke]

what in nbc hannibal was this

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Bang!

pairing: virgin!felix x experienced!afab!reader

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 3.8k

warnings: nipple play, oral (m receiving), fingering, protected sex (a first in my fics haha), second hand embarassment

a/n: inspired by felix banging his head on every table he comes close to😂

idk how many times i will write virgin felix let me live okay (i wrote this on a whim)

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Deep breath in. Long breath out. Deep breath in. Long breath out. Deep breath- oh fuck this.

Felix can't breathe. Not when he's standing in front of your door, ready to knock as his hand pauses mid-air.

How will he look you in the eyes when you appear in front of him? He couldn't even sleep last night.

There was no scenario he didn't run in his head over and over again. Like what if he does something wrong and it turns you off? What if he accidentally hurts you? He would never forgive himself. What if he's not good at all, too awkward and inexperienced for you? What if you don't like his stuff? What if he can't please you at all and you're disappointed and you leave him?

His mind went to some really dark places as he kept overthinking about everything and comparing himself to your exes while he secretly stalked their social media in bed.

Despite feeling discouraged, he manages to finally knock on the door and he stands still, listening to his rapid heartbeat and your footsteps nearing the door.

You're so estatic to see your boyfriend that you yank the door open a little too enthusiastically, making Felix jolt before he chuckles nervously at your smiling face.

"Hey."- your expression softens when you see him looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"Hey. Um, I made these for you."- Felix lifts his hand up, holding a cute bag with little hearts on it and you peer inside, already knowing that in the tuperware lay his famous brownies.

"Aw, Lixie thank you! You're too sweet!"- you chuckle, leaning closer to him to peck his lips.

You notice he's stiff, he must be nervous because of the talk you had last night where he told you he was ready to take the next step in your budding relationship.

You were more than ready to take things to the next physical level, especially since you've had relationships before and even though Felix dated, he said he wanted to wait for the right person.

Him calling you the right person for him and trusting you with something so delicate like his first time, made you love him even more and you felt honored he chose you.

You were determined to make everything as relaxing and pleasurable as it can possibly be, you even made his favorite dinner and picked out a fun movie to relax beforehand.

Felix was relieved to find out you'd eat dinner first because that gave him some time to calm down (freak out even more) and he was trying to hype himself up the whole time as you talked about your day.

The food you cooked for him was delicious but he didn't want to eat too much in case he throws up because his stomach was swirling with butterflies, making him feel nauseous.

You could see that he was still so nervous, his leg was shaking under the table during dinner and he was mostly avoiding to look into your eyes.

He helped you clean up before the two of you moved to the couch to watch the movie.

You sat close to him, wanting to cuddle like you always do when you watch tv together but Felix jumped a little before settling next to you.

"You okay?"- you ask cautiously, your hand on the back of his neck, fingers threading through his hair and he shivers.

"Fine. Completely fine."- he says but you shake your head and pause the movie.

"Love, we don't have to do it tonight if you're not ready. I don't want you to feel any kind of pressure because I really don't mind waiting."- you tell him truthfully as you gently hold his hand and Felix's eyes fill with love as he looks at you.

"No, I'm ready, I am! I'm just a little nervous."

"That's understandable."- you say before you give him a small smirk, your hand on his cheek.

His eyes flutter as he leans into your touch instantly and stares at you like a lovesick puppy.

"Let me help you relax, hm?"- you whisper as you lean in closer, pressing your lips into his.

Felix kisses back, and the kiss is sweet and gentle, just like him. Your hands hold his precious face as he hesitantly places his on your waist.

You kneel on the couch, hovering over him as he runs his hands gently up and down on your sides. You swipe your tongue across his bottom lip and Felix parts his lips, letting you in.

You play with his tongue, circling around it with yours, licking at his mouth and gently sucking on his tongue. You can tell he's getting worked up as you play with his hair and he squeezes your waist a little, fingertips digging into your back.

You decide to throw your leg over him and sit in his lap, pressing your core against him and Felix jolts, whimpering into your mouth as you stimulate his growing erection.

And here he was, worrying about his thing having performance anxiety. That was one worry he could check off in his head, because there was no way he wouldn't get aroused with you on top of him like that.

You could feel him through layers of clothing, and it made your arousal drip on your panties.

You couldn't wait to see him, touch him, taste him, feel him. You roll your hips experimentally against his, dragging your clothed pussy against him and Felix grunts, his head falling back as his hands grip at your hips.

His eyes are closed, his eyebrows furrowed and his face is flushed. You can tell he's holding back as you slowly grind against him.

"Lix, look at me."- you say, gently touching his cheek and he opens his eyes, embarassment and arousal painted inside them.

"Does it feel good?"- you ask, pressing harder into him and feeling him grow more with your movement.

"S-so good."- he's quiet and stares at your breasts as he answers.

You grab his face to make him look at you and the sweet innocent bambi eyes he gives you make you want to devour him whole.

You lean his head back a little and bring your lips to his hot skin, leaving kisses on the column of his neck.

Felix starts breathing harder as he holds in his moans, afraid that he might let out embarassing sounds. His fingers are digging into your hips and as you bite down on his sensitive skin, he accidentally grinds up into you, bringing more friction to the both of you.

You moan and his cock twitches in his pants at the sound, his eyes falling to your breasts again. You can see he's entranced by them so you decide to indulge his silent wish as you reach down to the hem of your shirt.

His lips part as you pull it over your head, and Felix sees the lacy blue bra you're wearing. It's almost like you have nothing on because he can see your nipples through the lace and his mouth waters at the sight, his cock leaking in his boxers.

"Oh wow."- he says then chuckles.

"You like? I wore it for you."- you say, your hands sliding down to rest on top of his.

"I'm really lucky."- he says, his face completely red as he looks at you sweetly.

"Me too."- you smile as you grip his hands and slide them up to your breasts.

"Can I?"- he licks his lips and you giggle at his sweetness.

"Ofcourse. They're yours."- you say and Felix leaks in his boxers again as he squeezes your breasts gently.

"Mine..."- he says, his face mesmerized as he massages them. You moan, arching into his touch, his hands feel perfect on you like he was made just for you and you were made just for him.

He swipes his thumbs against your nipples and you whimper, making him flick his eyes up at your face. When he sees the look of arousal on your face, he feels a bit more confident as he starts playing with your nipples, lightly pinching them and rolling them between his fingers.

"Ahh, Lixie!"- you whine, your hips moving against him again and he thinks he just might cum in his pants before you even get to take them off and that would be freaking embarassing so he tries to forget about himself and focus on giving you pleasure.

He moves the lace to the side, revealing your nipple before he leans in closer, his hot breath hitting your skin.

"Okay?"- he asks and you nod as he presses his lips on your nipple. His tongue darts out to play with the aroused bud and you whine, your hand gripping at his hair.

Felix's eyes glaze over as he grunts lowly, enveloping his lips around your nipple and gently sucking on it.

Pleasure courses through your body, down to your core that's clenching around nothing, your juices seeping onto your panties.

Felix closes his eyes and sucks harder, you keep gripping and releasing his hair as he moans around you. His hips start grinding up into you as he gives your other nipple the same treatment.

You think he's completely forgotten about what you two planned to do because he keeps sucking on your nipples, entranced with them and you gently caress his back and whisper his name.

He leans back to look at you, and he looks fucked out already.

"I- um, I'm sorry, they're so pretty. I could suck on them forever."- he confesses with a shy smile and you chuckle, grabbing his face.

"You can do that later. Right now, I'd like for us to go to my room and continue there. What do you say?"- you ask and he nods quickly.

"I'd love that."- he says and you giggle, feeling giddy as you stand up and hold his hand, dragging him to your room.

You gently push him to sit on your bed before adjusting your bra.

"I want to show you something first."- you say as you start unbuttoning your pants and Felix gulps.

You slide them down slowly and his mind is dizzy when he sees the matching panties and your cunt wrapped with the lace like a little present just for him.

He groans at the sight, his cock is painfully hard as you make your way to him.

"Take your shirt off, baby."- you say and Felix obliges immediately.

"These too, you don't need them."- you pull at his jeans with a smirk and he swallows as he slowly unbuttons them and slides them down.

Arousal gushes on your panties when you see his hard cock straining in his boxers, a patch of wetness where the head is.

"Lixie."- you bite on your lip, hands on his thighs and he lets you part them as he looks up at you through his long eyelashes.

"Y/n..."- he whimpers quietly as you massage his thighs.

You slide your hand towards his erection, and look at him, seeing panic appear in his eyes.

"Is it okay if I touch you, baby?"- you ask gently, your hand stopping on his inner thigh.

"Yes, yes please."- he says, nodding quickly.

You cup his cock with your hand and Felix moans, leaning into your touch immediately, his legs opening up more.

"Mm..."- he presses his lips together as you start palming him, you pussy throbbing to feel him inside you.

"Relax, baby."- you coo at him, squeezing his cock and caressing his face. "Let me hear your pretty moans, Lixie."

His lips part as he looks at you sweetly, moaning quietly as you work his length.

"Let's get rid of these."- you hook your fingers in his boxers and he nods.

You slowly slide them down, his hard cock slapping against his abs, the tip glistening with pre cum and Felix turns away from you, his eyes squeezed shut.

"So pretty."- you mutter and get down on your knees between his legs, your hand wrapping around him.

Felix looks at you and gasps when he sees your lips close to his tip.

"Y-you don't have to do that."- he says and you bite on your lip.

"I want to Lixie. I wanna make you feel good."- you say.

"B-but I feel good already."- he gulps and you chuckle. He's too sweet that it makes you wanna please him even more.

"I know baby but I can make you feel even better. Do you trust me?"- you ask, slowly jerking his twitching cock.

"Ah- yes, yes I trust you!"- he whimpers, hips lifting up into your hand.

You lean in and lick at the pre cum oozing out of his tip, making Felix shiver. You play with his tip as he observes you with lustful eyes, before you wrap your lips around him, taking him in your mouth. He can't even look at you anymore, thinking that he'll bust as soon as he sees your face and your lips wrapped around his cock so sinfully as you bob your head and take more and more of him in.

You moan around his length, stimulating him as your other hand cups his balls to get his attention, you want him to look at you and Felix jolts, legs shaking a little as he grips the blanket under him and finally looks at you.

"Oh-" -he whimpers, seeing you drooling all over his cock, almost all of it disappearing inside your hot mouth, and when you look up at him with a dark look in your eyes, Felix crosses off you not liking his stuff, because you're obviously enjoying yourself.

"B-baby... I'm gonna cum if you continue."- he whimpers.

You pop off of him and smirk.

"You taste so good, Lixie."- you say as you bite on your lip with a sly smile.

"Oh yeah?"- he asks, his face red.

"Mhm."- you lift up and grab his face, crashing your lips on his and kissing him fervently.

He kisses you back desperately, and you can't wait anymore so you push him down and lean back.

Without words, you unhook your bra and toss it somewhere aside and Felix gulps as he looks at your breasts.

His hands are on your hips as he sits up and hooks his fingers in your panties.

"Let me."- he says and you nod as he slowly slides them off, your slick dripping down your inner thigh and Felix can smell your sweet juice.

He licks his lips, feeling hungry for you even more.

You smirk at his face and manouver over to lay down on the bed as he follows your movements.

"Come get a better look at what belongs to you, Lixie."- you smirk and Felix groans, his cock twitching hard and leaking again as you spread your legs.

Your glistening cunt is on display and he looks mesmerized again as his hand moves on it's own, fingertips on your wet folds.

"You're so wet."- he whispers.

"You did that."- you whisper back.

"I did?"- he asks.

"Yeah, you did baby. It's all for you."- you moan when he experimentally presses his thumb into your clit.

"Here?"- he asks, and you nod, your eyes falling to his cock and you can see that he's so hard, so ready to be inside you.

He circles his thumb on your sensitive nub, picking up on your reactions and making mental notes of what you like the most.

Your cunt keeps gushing with arousal and Felix feels pride swell in his chest as he runs his middle finger on your dripping folds.

"Can I?"- he asks for permission like the sweet boy he is and you nod.

"Please."- you whine and Felix slowly pushes his finger inside your wetness.

"Ah Lixie!"- you moan as he starts slowly pumping his finger, his thumb still on your clit.

"You sure you've never done this?"- you pant as he speeds up a little.

"Yeah."- he chuckles.

"So good! I need more Lixie, please."- you whimper, hips lifting up into him.

"Your wish is my command, baby."- he says, slowly pushing another finger inside you, your cunt stretching around him as you moan his name.

Felix checks off not being able to please you because he's obviously doing something right.

"Lix- Lixie, I need your cock!"- you become desperate and Felix's face flushes with warmness, traveling down his neck, to his heart, then to his navel right to his hard cock.

"O-okay."- he slowly pulls his fingers out and without thinking he wraps his lips around them to taste you.

You moan at the sight and Felix feels a little embarassed but you look so ready for him that he throws the embarassment in the back of his mind.

"There's a condom on the night stand."- you turn your head towards it and he nods grabbing it, before kneeling between your legs and pausing.

"What is it?"- you lean on your elbows as Felix looks unsure again.

"Can you- can you help me put it on?"- he asks timidly and you nod with a reassuring smile.

"Ofcourse, baby."- you say, grabbing the condom from his hands and opening up the wrapper with your teeth.

Felix smiles excitedly and nervously as you smirk up at him, the fact that he'll be inside you in mere seconds making his brain explode.

You slowly roll the condom on and he whimpers, biting on his lip as his eyes flutter shut.

"Come here."- you beckon him, your legs wrapping around his hips, bringing him closer and making his tip rub against your wet pussy.

There's just a moment of silent exchanges of looks full of love before he sinks his cock into your heat, stretching you perfectly, filling you up.

Both of you moan as he slowly opens you up and bottoms out.

"Oh my god. You're so warm and tight."- he whimpers into your ear and you let out a small chuckle, your pussy clenching around him.

"Sorry, didn't mean to say that out loud."- he grunts.

"It's okay Lixie. I wanna hear how good I feel to you."- you run your hands through his hair as he admires you.

He leans in for a kiss, something familiar in this new moment before he slowly starts moving his hips.

Your lover is all around you and inside you and both of you get lost in the moment, moving together into each other's bodies.

Your cunt wraps perfectly around him and you keep getting more wet making him slide more easily inside you, and Felix speeds up as he looks at your face contorted in pleasure, pretty moans spilling out of your lips.

He feels so prideful and happy that he's making you feel so good that more blood rushes to his cock, making him throb inside you.

Your moans get louder and more high pitched, he must be hitting the spot and bringing you to your high.

He gets so excited seeing you like that, that he fucks into you faster making you keen as you dig your nails into his back.

Bang!

Felix hits his head on the godforsaken shelf you installed randomly one day just so you can put some books and trinkets on it. He halts his movements groaning and cursing under his breath, and for good measure a book falls right on his head because of the force of his head colliding with the shelf.

The speed with which he pulls out of you and rolls over to face the wall, grabbing at his head, groaning loudly in pain and embarassment as he pulls his legs up in a fetal position, leave you stunned and you wonder for a moment what just happened.

A laugh bubbles in your throat and you stiffle it, cursing yourself in your head before you cautiously roll over to your side and hover above Felix.

"Lix?"- you say.

"Lix is not here."- his voice is muffled as he buries his face in your blankets.

"Baby. Are you okay?"- you ask, your hand on his head, gently caressing him and he hisses.

"No, not really. That was the most embarassing thing that ever happened to me."- he whimpers, his eyes teary from the pain and embarassment he feels. "I just lost the last ounce of confidence I had. Probably also gave myself a concussion."

"It's okay, things like this happen in the bedroom all the time. This isn't a porn movie or something."- you try to comfort him.

"Y/n, just laugh at me. I can hear it in your voice."- he sniffles and you sigh.

"I won't laugh at you, I promise, I'm sorry, okay? It's my fault for putting the stupid shelf there."- you wrap your arms around him and Felix wants the earth to open up and make him disappear right this instant.

"No, it's my fault for being clumsy and embarassing."- he whimpers. "And my head really hurts now."- he adds, thinking that this wasn't one of the scenarios he prepared for.

"We can put some ice on it. I'll give you some painkillers. Just look at me first."- you say, caressing him.

"Nuh-uh."- he refuses to budge as you try to turn him around.

"Come on Lixie, it's not that serious. We can continue later."- you lean in and kiss his shoulder.

"You still wanna continue?"- he finally turns to look at you and your heart hurts at his teary eyes.

"Ofcourse I do."- you coo at him as you pull him into your arms and he buries his face in your chest.

"Me too but I need to gather all my brain cells back first."- he mumbles into your skin and you chuckle as you hold him, gently caressing his head.

"They're around somewhere."- you joke, trying to relax him. "We'll find them. We have all night."

"We do, yeah?"- he looks up at you with his big bambi eyes, making your heart swell as you lean in and kiss him lovingly.

You're sitting in the kitchen, him in his boxers and you in one of his shirts you borrowed as you hold the bag of frozen peas on his head.

He drinks the painkillers you gave him with water and looks at you, his face red and eyes full of regret and embarassment.

"I knew it couldn't be perfect. I'm sorry y/n, I really wanted to make you feel good and-"

"Lix, nothing is perfect. Stuff like this happens a lot, trust me. At least we have a funny memory we can always remember."- he sighs and nods.

"And you did make me feel good. So don't worry. This is just like... intermission."- you say and he chuckles. "There's still a whole other part of entertainment we will get to."- you add, smirking as you lean closer to his face.

"I feel like that's gonna be my favorite part."- he says and you agree, chuckling with him.

"Let's just not entertain ourselves under the shelf anymore because I don't think my head and my pride can take any more blows."- Felix says and you laugh as you lean in to kiss him.

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Hope you like this lovey💕🤭 @lixies-favorite-cookie

[written-in-flowers]

Let's Misbehave: Hyunjin x Male!Reader

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Male!Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff | AU: idol!verse, ninth member!au

Word Count: 7k

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Summary: You and Hyunjin get a bit too handsy after champagne during fashion week. Insatiable lust leads to more than either of you expected for the night.

Disclaimer: These works are completely fictitious and for entertainment purposes only. They are not meant to reflect or label the members of Stray Kids in any way. The events within never took place. Thank you.

Tags: polyamory, idol!reader, tipsy sex (kind of), drinking, mentions of social anxiety (vaguely), bath sex, car stuff, mirror sex, cum eating, anal licking/rimming, blowjobs, anal sex, anal fingering, multiple creampies, multiple orgasms, multiple positions/places, hyunjin being a playful tease, bottom!hyunjin, top!reader, exhibitionism (they film some of it), stray kids once again being a bunch of sluts (haha),

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“Are you guys, you know, dating?” 

You heard the question more than you’d anticipated throughout the night. You and Hyunjin showed up to Milan fashion week together since you both represented different clothing lines. It was heavily mentioned that you came from the same Kpop group, and were good friends. However, strangers who’d met you thought you might be more than that. One celebrity claimed she’d keep it between you two if you were, since she said loads of people were “in the closet”. But, you assured her that you and Hyunjin had nothing going on. 

Hyunjin did not help in making it believable.

“Come on, this isn’t like home,” he said to you as you took seats beside the catwalk. “We can be a bit more touchy than normal.” His fingers walked up your thigh, and he grinned, “Unless you don’t like it?”

“You know I don’t mind it, but Hyunjin,” you glanced around at the dozens of cameras and paparazzi snapping photos, “We’re being watched by a lot of people. They might see something and get the wrong idea, then we’d get in trouble with management.”

“Is it wrong to say I don’t care?” he said, linking his arm around yours like friends might do. “I like being close to you, hyung. It makes me feel safe. We’re around so many new people, and it’s kind of…” 

The flirtation melted away as he stared at the crowds and cameras with you. “Scary?” you suggested, knowing exactly how he felt. 

“Yeah. Without the other members around, it’s weird,” he explained. “Channie-hyung and Felix always did the interviews and the talking because they’re fluent in English. I know some but, like, my brain freezes for a second trying to find the right words to make the sentence. I’m so used to having the other guys right there…I’m glad it’s you that came,” he rested his chin on your shoulder, “You’re better at it than me.”

“Am not. One of us has to talk,” you said in a soft laugh, nerves bubbling up inside you as the show began. 

“People really like you,” he said close to your ear. No sultry tone or flirtatious eyes, but genuine admiration. “You have that certain something that draws them to you. People have been talking to you since we got here. Freaking Anne Hathaway told you that you looked gorgeous!”

“She said you looked good too.”

“She said it to you first. You need to start realizing how impactful you are, hyung.”

“Impactful?” you laughed at the thought. “Hardly.”

“You make people feel a particular way, and they like it.” His fingers walked up your knee, and your entire body burned. You stared around nervously, “I can show you how you impact me later, if you want, after the party. I haven’t stopped thinking about it since comeback night. It felt so good-”

“-The show’s starting,” you interrupted him, earning a laugh instead of a scoff. 

It’d been like something out of a dream when the fashion director of Dior contacted you a few weeks ago. Francine, the lead designer, said you’d make the perfect model for their new menswear concept. Your fans went wild over the photos you took for the company, wearing everything from casual wear to fancy suits and jewelry. A few promotional videos later, they sent you an invitation to participate in Milan’s fashion week. You never expected yourself to be decked out in official fashion designer clothes, walking down red carpets and meeting famous celebrities. The glitz and glamor of the elite made your eyes sparkle, and you became nearly blind to everything at first. It was made better when Hyunjin said he’d be going to represent Versace. 

‘We can be each other’s dates!’ he’d beamed, happy to know he wasn’t going alone. 

As expected, Hyunjin looked breathtaking at each event. His long black hair gelled back from his face, the black outfit Donatella Versace put him in made him stand out in a crowd of supermodels. You couldn’t get over his flawless appearance, and how the outfit framed his body. How could you focus on anyone else when the most gorgeous person in the room is right beside you?

The outfits going past you kept you entranced the whole night. You couldn’t help seeing yourself on the catwalk, showing off Dior’s newest outfits and having the entire room’s attention. The idea scared and intrigued you. You had no idea what Hyunjin meant by you being ‘impactful’. You were a kid from Busan who wanted to sing and dance. You never expected to debut, and definitely never expected to be sitting in Milan beside one of the most beautiful people you know. Realizing how many celebrities recognized you, and how many more wanted to know you, amazed you. You were sitting beside Anne Hathaway, star of one of your favorite movie franchises: The Princess Diaries. You talked to A$AP Rocky, a rapper you’d admired for a while, and you met the incomparable Donatella Versace. 

She’d told you if she could have two ambassadors, she would!

The show ended in tremendous applause, and you and Hyunjin walked back outside to the cameras and reporters. The two of you followed the crowds into another room where they served drinks, food and played music. 

“I’ve never been good at parties,” you admitted to Hyunjin as he handed you a glass of champagne. “I didn’t go to many of them as a kid.”

“Well, that’s what this is for,” he said, clinking his glass with yours, “Liquid fun. It’s been helping introverts at parties since the beginning of time.” 

Taking sips of the expensive champagne, the two of you were taken around the room by your separate escorts. You met more famous people, took photos with them and talked. This could not really be happening. You’d bumped into a famous artist whose paintings Hyunjin introduced you to recently, and another actress whose works you’d followed for years. They all appeared down to earth like you, but the fact that you even talked to them made you giddy. The champagne left you feel loose and light, though not sloppy or slurred. You knew your limits. 

“Dance with me,” Hyunjin said, smiling lopsidedly and pulling you to the dance floor. 

“I…I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Jinnie,” you answered, heat rising in your cheeks. Too many people. Too many eyes. Even with the alcohol in your system, you knew better. 

“Come on,” he pleaded, taking you closer to the dance floor, “Let’s be naughty for a bit.” He winked, and you thought you might die. 

“Your definition of ‘naughty’ is way different than mine.”

“I know,” he giggled, finally getting to the crowded dance floor. 

You shouldn’t, but you blame the alcohol and Hyunjin’s beautiful face for making you move with him. You yearned for his touch, his closeness. Brief flashes of skin whenever Hyunjin moved tempted you. Seeing his plump lips, glossy and champagne-flavored looked so inviting and kissable. Why and how did he have this effect on you? 

“You can be closer,” he said, getting within inches of you. “If anyone says anything, we’ll say the floor was crowded and we couldn’t help it.” He put his hand on your chest, sliding it to your belt, “That I couldn’t help it.”

“If you don’t stop right now,” you warned, though your laugh made it less serious. 

“What? You’ll spank me?” he challenged with a smirk. “I like being spanked.” 

In the dimness of the room, surrounded by other couples and dancers, you brought him close by the waist. 

“You want to be naughty? Then let’s be naughty,” you said, moving to the music with him. 

“I like tipsy YN,” he said, moving his hips with yours. “He’s hot.” 

“How can I keep my hands to myself when you’re being such a tease?”

He leaned inches into you, “Don’t keep them to yourself, then. Touch me,” he whispered, lips on your ear as your bodies swayed to the music, “I love having your hands on me. You know exactly where to touch to get me worked up.”

Yes, you did. You’d seen him and Changbin together enough to know by now. They enjoyed sending pictures and videos to the group chat occasionally. The two of you danced together; not too close, but enough that your hands didn't leave his torso for too long. You let your hands glide up and down Hyunjin’s sides, feeling down to his tiny waist. The longer you touched him, the more heated the both of you became. The champagne hit you when you took up a second glass. Hyunjin laughed at you being a lightweight, but you almost told him it wasn’t the drinks making you so bubbly. Everything inside you screamed to take him to a dark corner, yet you stayed on the dance floor. 

“Hyung,” he breathed in your ear after a few songs, “Take me back to the hotel. The tub in my room is made for fucking.”

You groaned, the music drowning it out so nobody else heard you. You took his hand and led him through the room. Finding your manager by the door, you told him you and Hyunjin wanted to go. Clearly, he didn’t see you two on the dance floor, since you received no scolding or knowing looks. You said your goodbyes, then made your way into the car. 

“Come here, pretty.”

The partition between you and the driver up, you didn’t hesitate to kiss Hyunjin. His lips felt as soft as they always did. You cupped his cheek, feeling the warmth on your palm, as you deepened your kiss. His hand sliding across your lap, he lightly grazed your crotch and gave it a gentle squeeze. Your body never yearned for touch so badly before. You needed him against you, touching and kissing you. All the clothes separating you needed to come off, so you could take in every inch of Hwang Hyunjin.

“Hyung,” he laughed as you kissed down his neck, “I love it when you’re needy.”

You planted kisses wherever his jacket allowed, giving soft sucks and bites to the tender parts. His hand stayed on your groin, but he mostly let you take the lead. The intoxicating champagne and Hyunjin’s warmth made you feel dizzy and light headed. All you could focus on was his slim body underneath your hands, the muscles tensing at your touch. He carefully rubbed the outline of your dick pressing to your pants lightly, casually going over the round tip before going back down. Taking advantage of the long drive, you pushed him into a corner of the car and started kissing down his body. The phantom feeling of his hand on your cock stayed with you, as if he was somehow still doing it. Kissing him deeply, you started groping the bulge forming in his tight pants. When the car stopped, Hyunjin grinned as he pulled away from you.

“Your room or mine?”

“Yours. I want to see this tub you mentioned.”

Climbing out of the car, you walked through the lobby together. With only your managers following you, neither of you felt shy enough to keep away from one another. You each put your arm around each other’s waist and walked to the elevator. The staff let you both go up alone, which you never felt more excited about. Instantly, your lips found him again. Pressing him to the wall, you knew you didn’t have much time. Normally, you and the members kept the touching to a minimum in public. Simple back hugs, close proximity and fake flirting were as close to physical affection as you could take it. Some fans still made their interpretations, going far enough to ship you all together, but nothing concrete. Yet right now, in this steel box, you’d risk it all if it meant getting to kiss Hyunjin. Hands going up underneath his jacket, you felt the lace and satin shirt he wore. Another irritating barrier. Hyunjin moaned against your lips, pushing up against you while he did the same. The satin floral shirt you wore became an annoying obstacle you both had to overcome. Eventually, the elevator reached your floor, and Hyunjin led you down the hall. Removing his jacket, he teasingly threw it at you as he untucked the shirt. It looked good on him. Your eyes locked on how the fabric looked against his skin and shaped out his silhouette.

God, he was beautiful.

You reached his door, and you watched him fumble for his room key. Once you stepped inside, you brought him back into your arms. Clumsily kicking off your shoes, you each took turns removing pieces of one another’s outfits. Every removal stoked your eagerness for him. The moment you stood naked in his room, you observed the lines and muscles of his body. You followed them down to his cock hanging between his thighs. Barely hard, you still enjoyed the sight of it. You gently took it in your hand for several long strokes that made him whimper in your ear. 

“It's so nice,” you said to him, looking downwards. “I could play with this for hours.”

“Yours is nicer,” he replied, grabbing your dick next. You groaned at the sudden contact of his cold fingers against your hot skin. “It's so big. I thought it might rip me open when you first put it in me.”

“It’s not that big,” you laughed, “Why does everyone say that?”

“Because it is,” he said in a low voice, giving it a soft squeeze, “You're almost as big as Chan…” he gave you a lingering kiss, “Getting fucked by both of you would be heaven. I don't think my ass would ever be the same.”

Your cheeks actually burned. Hyunjin  kissed down your neck, giving your collarbone a soft peck before going further down. “I love having more than one,” he said, kneeling in front of you and gently rubbing your length. “Don’t you?”

“I do,” you said. 

“Pervert,” he smirked, kissing the tip. “You never say ‘no’. I love it.” 

“I literally can’t say no,” you laughed softly, your brain focused on his hand rather than the words. “You all make me so fucking weak, it’s pathetic.” 

“You make us pretty weak too,” he said, pressing his lips to the underside of the head. “It’s not because you’re new either. We can tell you’re like us.” You shivered when he licked the wrinkles to the thick vein slowly pumping blood into your cock. “We knew it when we started catching you doing all the pervy stuff you were doing around us. It’s nice being around someone who understands you, and enjoys the same things as you.” He gave your shaft a soft squeeze, “You also just fit with us so well. It’s like once we met, we knew we’d found our ninth member. You’re the breath of fresh air, to be honest.”

“It is good being able to be open about who I am for once,” you said, softly gripping his hair, “Even if it’s behind closed doors. I always worried someone might find out for real, and I’d never debut.”

“Chan would’ve made sure that never happened,” he said, stroking you as you got harder. “He likes you a lot. I think he might like you more than the rest of us,” he giggled. 

“I doubt that's true.”

“Then, he’s the horniest for you for sure. I don’t blame him though. I thirst after you pretty hard sometimes. There’s a reason I always end up at the gym at the same time as you.” His mouth fell open and he placed the tip on his tongue. Giving it a few taps, he then said, “Will you fuck me there one day? I’d go to the gym more often if I knew I’d get a few inches of your dick each time.”

“God yes,” you sighed, watching his hand slide up and down your hardon. “That’d be so fucking hot.” 

You stared down, hands resting behind your back as Hyunjin took over. Toes curling into the carpet, every little lick and kiss sent more sparks of pleasure to your groin. You didn’t know how much longer you’d last once he fully stuck you in his mouth. You couldn’t look away from the plump lips tightly sucking you from top to bottom or the dark eyes staring up at you needily. His own dick stuck up to his stomach, and you groaned when you caught him stroking himself in time with you. He didn’t protest when you slid your hand into his hair to force him further down your cock. The back of his throat hugged your tip, fluttering around as it tried swallowing the bits of precum falling through but gagging instead. Hyunjin’s soft moans turned into low vibrations that had you bucking your hips forward. 

“Fuck me,” he coughed, spitting thick globs of precum and spit onto your cock before spreading it over. “Please, hyung. I can’t wait anymore.” 

Never one to waste time, you lifted him from the floor onto the bed nearby. Hyunjin giggled when you nearly tossed him and then crawled over him. Your lips met his again as you laid on top of him, grinding your wet cock against his ass when you lifted his legs up. Everything in you broke loose, so where you’d normally drag things out, you pushed the first inch inside him. Hyunjin’s grip on his knees tightened, arms going around them to keep them to his stomach as you went further. The walls of his throat were nothing compared to his ass. Your eyes rolled back in each push, your body shaking when you finally plunged all the way in. Propped up on your fists, you didn’t hold back this time. You gave this beautiful, tempting siren exactly what he wanted: to be fucked by you. 

All the teasing in the car and the blowjob brought out the feral, primal need for release. You rocked your hips into Hyunjin, his ass rippling every time your balls smacked into the bottom curves, and didn’t stop. Not even when your arms started quaking from holding you up or when your thighs and hips burned. Hyunjin’s desperate whines and whimpers turned into loud moans the closer he came to his orgasm. You felt him almost purposefully clenching around you, drawing you to the brink of pleasure. 

“Cum inside me,” he pleaded, opening his legs so you saw the dick leaking all over his stomach. “I love it when you do it.”

“Oh yeah?” you grabbed his thighs, holding them up to your waist as you changed your angle. “You love having cum in your ass?”

“I do, I do, I do,” he cried, starting to touch himself in front of you. The slick, wet noises of his strokes joined the ones further down. “It feels so good. I cum every time anyone does it. Please, hyung, please-yes, yes, like that!”

You couldn’t stop yourself this time. Your body turned rigid, shivering and shuddering as you released inside Hyunjin’s bottom. You looked down to see your cum, thick and white, gradually leaking out in every thrust. The tight hole worked out each drop right as Hyunjin’s own climax came. Spurting everywhere, you couldn’t look away. His body constricted in every long moan, and his hand erratically pumped until he finished.  

When it finally ended, you stayed buried in him as you both shared deep, long kisses. Hyunjin locked himself around you, and you slid your arms under his shoulders to keep him close. Out of habit, you made a thrust or two that earned you a soft moan. For several minutes, you enjoyed being close to him. You took in the scent of his faint cologne, and the shampoo and hair products lingering in his black hair. Your hands went down his body, giving his hips a squeeze. 

“Can we keep going?” he asked after a while, eyes closed as you kissed his cheek. “I need more.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up first, yeah?” you suggested, kissing from his neck to his collarbone. “I still want to see his tub of yours. 

The suggestion of more made Hyunjin smirk, “It really is nice.”

“Mine was too,” you said, carefully withdrawing. Thin streams of white dripped out of him once you did, and you held him open to watch it for a second. He twitched when you swiped your thumb over it, spreading the substance around. 

“Am I going to get a second load, hyung?” he asked, pushing down to your hand. 

“Of course,” you said. “Hyung will give you as much as he can.” 

The bathroom really was nice. Clearly, whoever designed it had horny newlywed couples in mind: the shower easily fit two or three people and was made entirely of glass. A wide mirror sat atop a marble sink counter, and more of them surrounded the corner tub. Hyunjin prepared for this moment. You spotted the lavender bubble bath sitting at the edge of the tub, which was already full of water and soap bubbles. Purple flower petals floated on the water amongst the rich lather, and someone placed fake candles in the corners. What caught your eye was the ice bucket on the floor: a bottle of wine with two glasses sat chilled inside unopened.

“You planned this,” you said from behind him, wrapping your arms around him. “Naughty boy.”

“I couldn’t resist,” he said, turning around to touch your chest. “I saw this bathtub and knew I had to be fucked in it by the hottest guy I know.”

“But, Changbin’s not here?” You joked.

“One of the hottest guys I know, then,” he said, laughing as he brought you to the tub. “Little did I know you’d fuck me beforehand.” 

“You sucked my dick,” you reasoned, “And told me to fuck you. How could I say ‘no’?”

“I’m glad you didn’t.” 

Fitting both of you comfortably, he stepped in first to rest against the rounded corner. You followed, surprised by the warmth.

“Who did this?” you asked, sliding into the space next to him.

“One of the staff,” he reached down for the wine, and twisted it open. “She went out and got the stuff, and set it up on our way here.”

If you’re thankful for anything, it’s the Stray Kids’ staff members. Hyunjin poured both of you wine, and the mixture of the soothing bath, a post-orgasm glow, and Hyunjin’s naked body became a deadly combination. Taking sips, you relaxed in the water to unwind from the nerve wracking day. You found it hard to not touch him. Even if he said he enjoyed it, you still cleaned up Hyunjin the best you could. The delicate touches soothed your younger member, who curled up close to you as you cleaned his lower half first. 

“I’m glad it’s me and you here,” he said softly, kissing you. 

“Because you get to have me to yourself?” you teased, pulling him across your lap. 

His arm around your neck, the other laid on your chest as he spoke. “Not only that,” he grinned, “But because you make me feel good. I feel okay with you. I don’t feel that way with that many people.”

“Really? You always seem so at ease with people.”

“I sort of have to force myself to be,” he admitted, “Otherwise people might think I’m being rude or not interested in what’s going on.” He leaned his head on your shoulder, tracing patterns between your pecs. “When I first got the invite, I was like ‘oh no, I’m going alone and it’ll be so awkward’, but then you said you got one too and I was so relieved. A holiday alone with you at a big fancy fashion show? It made me feel good about it. You’re better with people.”

“Am not,” you repeated. “I have to force it too. I’ve never been extroverted before I started training in Kpop groups. I knew if I wanted it to work, I needed to actually talk to my members. But…” your insides squirmed, “I also was scared they’d find out about me if I talked too much. I was always afraid of getting too comfortable and revealing it.” The memory of Beomgyu’s fists slamming hard into your face made you shudder, “So, after a while, I stopped getting close.”

“You feel okay with us though,” Hyunjin asked, “Right?”

“I do. I’ve never felt more at ease in a group before now.” 

“Channie-hyung was like that too when we first put the group together,” he said, sipping from his wine glass. “He’d been let down a lot, and didn’t want to get too close to us until the show.” He paused, “You guys have a lot in common. Not just interest wise, but the way you are.”

“No we’re not.” 

“You are,” he insisted. “Chan is this big protective leader and you’re the same way. You both are incredibly kind and passionate. You engage with Stays the same way, talk to the members the same way…It’s like you’re both the same person sometimes.”

This astute comparison to Chan knotted your stomach. You've thought about him a lot lately. More than usual since arriving in Milan. Like Hyunjin with you, Chan made you feel safe. You didn’t worry so much with him around, because you knew he’d have your back and watch out for you. Not many people have done that since you came to Seoul. 

“He really likes you,” Hyunjin said, breaking through your thoughts. “Chan, I mean. He likes you a lot.”

“Yeah, because we’re group members and he’s our le-”

“-Shut up, you know that’s not what I meant,” Hyunjin said, lightly splashing your chest. “He looks out for all of us, and always tries his best to care for us, but I notice he does it for you the most. I swear, if you say it’s because you’re new, I’m getting out of this tub and you can sort your dick out yourself,” he laughed before you could disagree. “It’s not because you’re new. It’s because you two have a connection, and he knows it. He wishes you knew it too.”

“How do you know? Has he…Has he said that?” 

“In a way,” he shrugged. “We were in bed together not that long ago and I asked him. Not in a jealous way, but I was curious about it. He said you were somebody special to him, and you made him nervous sometimes. He doesn’t really have to say it, though. He always gets all shy and blushes when any of us tease him for having a crush on you.”

Hearing this brought heat to your cheeks. You drank from your wine glass to cool it down, but it hardly worked. “Really?”

“You two are so cute,” he cooed, pinching your cheek. His eyes went from sweet to alluring as he said, “And hot.” 

“Jinnie…”

“What? It’s true,” he said, fingers trailing down your left to one nipple. “You make me horny so easily,” he grazed his fingertips over the hardening peak, knowing what it did to you. “All you have to do is touch me sometimes and I want to pounce on you,” the both of you laughed, kissing softly. “I’d originally wanted to fuck in here at first, but when you took out that big dick of yours-”

“-It’s above average at best-”

“-I had to have it right then.” 

You slid your hand over his lap, going back to touching his soft dick. “Is that so?” 

“Yes,” he nodded, wriggling when you touched him. He continued pinching your nipple as he whispered, “I haven’t stopped thinking about it since comeback night when you rearranged my guts. You fucked me so good,” he pecked your lips, “And so deep. I didn’t want to stop.” 

“Neither did I.” 

“Then don’t this time.” 

Hyunjin did not need to be told to straddle your lap. The water only coming up close to his midsection, your soapy hands had access to the top half. Kissing up his sternum, your hands slid over the curves and slopes of his body. He shifted around when you reached his lips, fingers crossing over his nipples every so often. You spent time studying his body; taking in the shape of him. His cock pressed right against yours in his seat, and he began returning the favor by rubbing your chest, shoulders and arms. You felt his desire growing between his thighs, only encouraging your own each time he grinded into you. Soon, you began feeling further down his body, kneading your fingers into the softer parts. Your cock pressed to Hyunjin’s, the pressure traveled from balls to head every time he moved around. You could feel exactly where his tip brushed against yours, and his balls just sliding right onto the base of your dick. 

“How’s that?” Hyunjin asked, continuing to grind on you with one arm around your neck.

“So good,” you groaned, tweaking one nipple softly. “So, so good.”

Hyunjin brought you in for a deep kiss as he held both your dicks in one hand. He moved suds from between you for you to see it clearly. You loved how his dick looked like squeezed in his hand with yours. Not as big, it still made you drool. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through your body, tightening in your groin and slowly taking over. You watched him work both of you together, groaning as he tapped his tip against yours to pinch the sensitive nerves there. His nipples so close to your mouth, you reached down to lick one of them which made the pretty boy moan your name. He moved his hand faster when you reached around to grope his ass. The supple mounds filled your hands, and molded to your tender squeezes. Hyunjin lifted your head by the chin to make you look at him. 

“Finger me,” he panted, kissing your lips. “Finger me while you suck my dick, please. I want your pretty lips around me, Hyung.” 

“Sit up here for me then,” you told him, patting the small corner where he could sit, “Hyung will take good care of you tonight.” 

You both maneuvered around until he sat in front of you. Feet propped up on either side, Hyunjin became completely exposed and vulnerable to you. The picture of him spread out, breathless and aching made you harder, and you desperately wanted to pound him into the mirror behind him. The lingering droplets of water streamed down his length, sliding onto his balls. You started from bottom to top, keeping it light and playful with teasing flicks and quick kisses. You’d add your palm strokes into the mix, seeing the black-haired beauty squirm each time your hand passed over the most sensitive part. You coated your fingers in your spit and started rolling them around his entrance below. Having him resting in your mouth sparked a new arousal you couldn’t control. The heaviness on your tongue, the smooth skin sliding over it made your dick throb in the water. The hole below clenched and unclenched at your fingers, almost like inviting you to sink them 

His cock throbbed in your hand, feeling heavier and thicker as you worked him. You knew it’d be a while before he came again, considering his previous orgasm, but you didn’t mind. You could go all night, if he wished. Hyunjin’s mouth hung open in low moans; he gripped the corners of the tub, hands even sliding on the mirrors for something to grab onto. You looked up to see his head fall back as you stuck one finger halfway inside him. The image of his hole stretching to your movements was a drool worthy sight. His walls squeezed tight around the digit, fluttering and pulling it further each time you withdrew and pushed back in. Once it was to the last knuckle, you kept it there for several seconds as you sucked his hard tip. 

“YN,” he whined, “Put another finger…Please? Please, finger me harder…faster…please. Please. I can take it, I swear.” 

“I know you can,” you smirked up at him, “But I like teasing pretty boys like you. You always look so cute when you squirm around,” you flick your tongue over the twitching muscle in front of you, “And get harder and harder for me.”

“Hyung,” he cried out, moving his hips around but getting nowhere. “Please. I promise I’ll be a good boy. I’ll be your….your good boy….”

“Good to know,” you said, sucking on the head as you pumped your fingers through his hole. “Because only good boys get to cum with me. You be patient and enjoy my fingers, baby, and you’ll get fucked soon, okay?”

“O-Okay.” 

He cried out and gripped your hair when you slipped the tip in your mouth. One arm around your thigh for support, you spat on your fingers again and shoved a second finger. This made Hyunjin more desperate, but he stayed put as you’d ordered. You took in another inch every other stroke, causing the raven-haired beauty to moan out your name in between curses. The sensitivity kicked in once he reached your throat. The thickness of him blocked your airway, penetrating as deep as you could take it while still humming, and you loved it. His legs twitched when you finally fingered him faster. Not fast enough to satisfy him, but enough to make him moan louder. 

“Such a good boy,” you groaned against his dick, not taking it out completely. “That’s it. Stay right there. Don’t move.” 

You took him to the base and fingered him how he’d wanted for a few seconds. The choking caused drool to drip from the hilt, which you slurped up obscenely. He gave a frustrated cry when you stopped suddenly, bucking his hips around. By the time you pulled off him, your throat burned and your jaw ached, but you still kissed and licked up his dripping cock. You simply couldn’t get enough of it. You realized how tender your cock was when you pressed him against the mirrored wall and put his legs and arms around you. You were thankful for all those weight training sessions with Changbin. 

As he’d requested, you did not take it easy on him. Keeping him pinned to the wall, you did your best to bottom up into him. Your balls smacking the lower curves of his ass, hips slapping the backs of his thighs, you pounded him. Your cock throbbed against the hole pulling you; the faint tickle of your balls hitting him added to the pleasure. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot, hyung,” he breathed, head turned to the mirror at the edge of the tub. “You’re fucking me so well and so deep. I can see your dick going in and out. It’s so fucking hot.”

You grabbed his chin and forced him to watch you fuck him instead. The both of you stayed in that position, taking in the sight of your bodies pressed together. “You like watching yourself get fucked, huh?” you teased, leaning back to grab his leaking cock. “Do you?”

“Yes, yes,” he whined through his teeth, unable to move into you in his folded position. “I love wat-wa-watching you fu-u-fuck me.” 

He cried when you pulled out, but you didn’t stay out for long. You helped him turn around, arching his back before shoving your dick back inside. Grabbing his hair, you kept it in the same direction as you continued the same pace. 

“Stroke yourself,” you grunted, smacking his ass with your free hand, “Make the picture prettier by touching yourself for me.” 

He didn’t hesitate. Hyunjin rapidly jerked his dick in time with your thrusts. You nearly came from seeing the vision in the mirror. Your dick really did stretch Hyunjin out, and the both of you couldn’t get enough of it. Things stayed this way until your lover and you exited the tub for the floor. His phone nearby on the counter, Hyunjin turned on his camera and handed it to you. You did not need to be told what to do. Pressing the record button, Hyunjin started riding you facing forward so the camera had a perfect view of him. You both knew how much the members would enjoy it. 

“That’s it, just like that,” you groaned, grabbing and pinching his nipple. “Just like that, good boy.” 

“Hyung, hyung, hyung,” he whined on every bounce. “Hyung, your dick feels fucking amazing. I can-can’t ge-get enough of it! Don’t stop fucking me! Even when we cum, please, don’t stop.” 

“Trust me, I’m not going to. You’ve been after my dick all night, and you're getting every inch.” 

The words quickened Hyunjin’s pace. Face flushed, lips swollen and open, and his erection flopping with him  might’ve sent you over the edge. He lost all control when you started pushing your hips to meet him, hard and fast as he’d wanted. Soon, he was quivering and shaking in place, drool falling from his lips as his eyes rolled back and closed. You knew you were hitting the right spot; you could feel it every time you hit a different angle. Hyunjin did not stop as he started cumming. His cum sprayed everywhere in his ride, falling on you and him in thick streams. You managed to withhold your own orgasm despite his tightening body. You propped the phone against the bottom of the tub, and carefully rolled him onto his stomach. Hyunjin knew what position you wanted, and immediately lifted his ass into the air. Hands curling into the fluffy bath rug under him, he stayed firmly in place as you pushed back into him. 

You made sure the camera caught a good angle of your dick filling his ass in every thrust. You didn’t slow down or soften on him. The feeling of him taking you so well became addicting. You loved watching your dick ruin everyone else for him. Soon, you were shaking and gripping his hips hard. Hyunjin, jerking himself off, whimpered as you came inside him again. Your dick twitching and pulsating had him moaning with you, even if he wasn’t climaxing. You made sure to push your cum back in as deep as possible, wanting to coat his walls with your seed. 

Hyunjin laughed breathily when you didn’t stop. Withdrawing, you started lapping up the cum dripping from him. He wriggled around when your tongue snaked through and started probing his tight hole. The bumpy walls hugged the muscle like they’d done to your cock, not wanting it to exit but somehow go further. Your face buried in his ass, your arms locked around his thighs, Hyunjin could do nothing but writhe around on the floor and grasp at the rug and tiled floors. His pathetic whimpering aroused you once again, and you couldn’t explain how. Knowing the camera still filmed you encouraged you to do more. 

“Use my hole, YN. Use my hole to cum again.”

Four orgasms. You have no idea how either of you managed four, but you did. Having left the bathroom, you both ended up back on the bed with Hyunjin holding the phone as he filmed you in the closet mirror. Straddling one of his thighs, you laid him on his back with one lifted so you could enter him. Exhaustion began weighing you down, but the need for one more had you going. You laid on top of him in a similar position, kissing the nape of his neck and shoulders as you humped him. The sensitivity made you quiver each time, and it wasn’t soon after that the two of you came together. 

“That was…so good,” Hyunjin said, taking deep breaths and burying his face into the pillow for a moment. “Amazing.”

“Exactly how you wanted?” you asked, melting on top of him as you finally gave into your tiredness. 

“Yes,” he laughed weakly, unable to move from how worn out he felt. 

He turned off the video, and you watched him send it through hazy eyes. “You all really like sending nudes, huh?” you joked, kissing his shoulder. 

“It’s only fair to-to share good experiences,” he giggled, putting his phone aside. 

You pulled from him, twitching at the last slide against your sensitive cock. Laying on your back, every thought of tomorrow remained in the back of your mind. You knew in a few hours a manager would knock on the door and find you both in your marked-up, worn out, naked state. Usually, you’d have some kind of shame when you were found by one of them, but right then you couldn’t care less. The two of you made vain attempts to clean yourself up with wet wipes Hyunjin kept nearby, then rolled under the covers together. 

Like last time, the members were shocked and aroused by the video. They marveled at your endurance and stamina; Changbin claimed credit for getting you into working out, which greatly helps. You didn’t know how to explain what happened, but only that Hyunjin worked you up too much to not go a few more times. 

“We should go on vacations together more often,” Hyunjin said the next morning as you both carefully dressed yourselves. Last night’s vigorous romp left your muscles sore and stiff. “If that’s the kind of fucking you do away from home,” he sneered. 

“I don’t know what came over me,” you laughed as he walked into your arms. You kissed him gently, nuzzling his nose, “I’d blame the champagne and wine, but that wouldn’t make sense.”

“Just say it’s because we’re both super horny sluts and forget about it,” he said, kissing you one more time before pulling away. Zipping up the suitcase on the bed, he took your hand and pecked your lips again, “Let’s get going. We’ll miss our flight.”

“Right. Yeah, of course.”

In the van, you checked your phone for messages and saw a message from Felix. Your body flushed with heat when you saw it was a photo of him wearing nothing but boxers and an anal plug in his ass. 

“Please fuck me like that when we hang out again. I've never gone that long before.”

As you expected, Han also messaged you. In his, he sat on a dildo which he rode in a loop.

“See? I can fuck like that too. Can I be next?? I promise I'll be good 🥺”

You had no idea who you wanted next. 

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A/N: These boys are totally horny for this boy, haha. Another totally self-indulgent newbie fic. lmao I hope you guys enjoyed this one too! remember to reblog/like too <3

[queers-gambit]

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

prompt: ( requested ) basking in the sunshine, breathing fresh air, bare skin tickled by tall grass, and Felix, who can't focus on the Half Blood Prince when his girl's got his full blooded attention.

pairing: Felix Catton x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Saltburn

word count: 2.3k+

note: i wrote this in an hour 'cause, you know, brainrot.

warnings: slight request variation (you'll see), there's probably cursing. anyways, suggestive language, no real spoilers, slight Ollie slander, college kids doing drugs, and no HP spoilers for those who haven't read.

All you could smell was his expensive cologne, barely breaking a sweat under the summer sun as he remained wrapped around you like a child did their mother on the first day of school. You were never one for suffocating affection nor clingy behavior, something leftover from childhood, but with your boyfriend, you craved it; and he knew it. He took advantage of it.

"Are you even listening or are you too busy trying to identify the smell of my shampoo?"

"Hmm? Yeah, yeah, 'M listenin', love, uh, you know, something about... Harry doing something stupid, yeah?"

You snorted lightly, head tilting back to look up at your boyfriend's amused expression. "A lucky guess - 'cause Harry's always doing some dumb shit."

"Yeah, you know, there's a reason he wasn't considered for Ravenclaw."

"Don't be mean, we all have our strengths and weaknesses," you gently reprimanded. "So he's not the smartest guy ever, but he's brave as hell, isn't he?"

"Has to be, being a Gryffindor and all."

"I doubt we would've done half this shit at 16."

"Totally right, we had other worries - like our first pregnancy scare."

"Felix!"

"What, doll face? Huh? C'mon, what's the quote? I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"

"Oh, you absolute cheesy fuck!"

His laugh could've echoed across the field, the two of you laid out on an oversized blanket; crushing the long grass surrounding his home, Saltburn. 'Home' always felt so mundane when describing the freaking castle his family inhabited; after all, his father, Sir James, was literally knighted - making the Cattons feel larger than life. You'd known the family for over a decade now, meeting Venetia on your first day of school when a rude boy smacked your lunch tray right out of your hands, being inducted to their family almost straight away.

As it turned out, your mother and father were friendly with Sir James and his wife, Elspeth Catton, and after only a month in your new town, you were invited to Saltburn for a family meal.

It became a monthly occurrence.

And when you started dating Felix when you were both 15, it was like life was simply alining with the stars. Destiny being fulfilled. Fate smiling on you both.

Your parents tried to play off the relationship, but after you turned 16, they realized how serious you two seemed about each other. And when you both decided to attend Oxford together (rejecting your father's alma mater, the University of Edinburgh), your mother made constant jibes about your wedding. At first, it was just a few, little, sometimes funny, but mostly harmless comments here and there, and then it escalated to full-on conversations between your mothers.

Like they had flowers and color scheme picked out, deciding on hosting at Saltburn, even debating wedding dress ideas! Your mother wanted something lacy, Elspeth wanted something form fitting and "sexy" - being where their opinions clashed and the conversation elevated to near arguments.

Anyways, laying on the blanket in the field, alone, became a regular occurrence for you and Felix once you realized the absolute HOLD the Harry Potter series had on you both. Where the brother and sister had matching HP star tattoos on their hands, that had convinced you to get a set of three stars - your only tattoo, nestled behind your left ear. Venetia technically got you into the series, letting you borrow the first book, and then gifting you each book once published; but it was more like a "tradition" to read them with Felix.

See, when you were younger, you had a stutter that made you wildly insecure, but reading out loud helped you work through it. Was it a perfect system? Of course not, but your boyfriend was adamant that it'd help - and eventually, it did. So much so, you received top marks in each of your public speaking or debate classes, something the Catton's still praised you over.

Felix liked listening, and the times you got a little tongue-tied and frustrated, he would take over to let you a small reprieve. Today was no different, laid in the field, the grass tickling your bare feet and calves as the sun soaked into your bare skin. Either of you only wore a pair of sunglasses, Felix sat up on his elbow to support your body laid against his; his fingers dancing light patterns over whatever body part he could reach. Currently, it was your hip.

He laid quick kisses where he could, whispered sweet nothings in your ear, used his teeth to nibble your flesh. Anything to make you trip over your words, like the little shit he was.

You felt your breathing shift when Felix's lips and tongue ghosted up your neck, sweeping stray strands of hair from your shoulder before his fingertips were ghosting over your collarbone and down your chest to tweak your nipple. The cold of his bracelets and watch on your sticky skin felt like a drastic contrast to the warmth of the day.

"You're infuriating, I'm trying to read," you scolded, swatting his hand away; but smirking in amusement that assured him you weren't truly annoyed.

"Roll over, sweetheart, I needa rest my arm," he muttered in your ear, licking the shell - making you squirm with a small giggle.

"Can you behave? For once?"

"How can I? When you look like this? I mean, Goddamn, I really got the prettiest girl, don't I?" He smirked, watching you lift off his chest to roll onto your stomach; perched on your elbows. "Now, that's a sight, might be my favorite," he grinned, bringing his hand down to smack one of your arse cheeks - palming the flesh tightly, giving a jiggle for his amusement.

"Felix!" You squealed, fully anticipating this treatment; trying to hide your full-teeth grin.

"C'mon, love, let's get a bit naughty," he teased. "Oliver doesn't get here for another two days, we're not gonna be alone much longer."

You scoffed lightly, "You're the one who had to befriend The Clinger."

"Oi, c'mon now, tellin' me t'be nice about Harry? Don't call him that, love, he's just a lonely chap. Needs a friend."

You hummed, readjusting the book under you. "He's a bit creepy, Fi," you admit. "I mean, he stares - like a lot. And remember I told you, I saw him looking through your dorm window that one night?"

He sighed, "He was just drunk, love, we've been over this."

"You're so quick to excuse him," you noted, offering him a bewildered look as he readjusted to lean over your back. His head nuzzled between your shoulder blades, letting a hand pet down the slope of your spine; forcing a small tremor through your muscles.

"He's got no one else."

"Doesn't mean he needs you, my sweet boy. Honestly, you stretch yourself too thin. Maybe if you focused less on these so-called friends and more on your studies...?"

"I appreciate the worry, babygirl," he mused, laying three kisses to your shoulders, "but it's all right, got you quizzing me nightly. Swear, you know my coursework better than I do. And besides, you're the one who says there's no such thing as too many friends."

"Hm," you let your eyes roll slightly, "I was obviously high when I said that and probably didn't mean bloody Oliver."

"Speaking of," he grinned, reaching for the rucksack he brought with you; now hosting your clothes, but also carrying the Altoid tin he used to store pre-rolled joints.

"Are you even listening to the story anymore, baby?"

"Of course I am, toots, I can multi-task." You hummed in response, waiting for him to finish lighting up before continuing onto a new paragraph; feeling him shift on your back. But you faltered when smoke blew against your cheek, Felix's lips descending a moment later to noisily smooch your skin. "You're so fucking pretty," he mumbled.

"I think you have ADHD."

"We knew that."

"Maybe you need something for that."

"Because I'm not listening to Harry Potter?"

"I knew it!" You laughed, shivering again when his free hand drew up your spine to nestle in your hair; handing you the joint with the other. "Fi, you're still distracting me," you moaned slightly, leaning your head back into his touch - contradicting your own words.

"You're doin' great, love," he grinned, licking the skin behind your ear, at your tattoo. "Keep goin', c'mon, I wanna hear what happens next."

"You're gonna reread this chapter when I go to bed, aren't you?"

Felix paused, "Maybe."

You grunted, dropping your head to the book before lifting it again and taking an inhale from the joint. Felix grinned at you in mischief, rolling over onto his back; hand behind his head as he stared up at you. You shook your head at him, handing the joint over before shuffling so you were laid on his chest with the book spread open in one hand.

"Love?" He mumbled.

"Hmm?" You glanced at him.

"Maybe... Uh, yeah, maybe start the chapter over? I'm a bit lost," he snickered, coughing when you tisked at him and offered a slightly annoyed look. "C'mon, baby, you can't tell me you were totally focused, either! You love me touching you, I can see it on your face."

To prove his point, the arm he had wrapped around you drifted to, once more, take a handful of your ample bottom - causing you to gasp slightly.

But you pouted, "I kinda want to finish this chapter, baby."

"And I'm distracting you?"

"Obviously."

Felix laughed, "Spot on Professor Snape, baby."

"If I read like Snape the rest of the chapter, will you pay attention to me?"

"You know what? I don't know, that voice is kinda a turn on... Everything you do is a turn on, doll."

"You'd think the consistent fucking we do would rein in your hormones."

"Nah," he tutted, squeezing his hand, "not when I got a girl like you, gettin' me all riled up. I mean, Half-Blood Prince, who? Got me full blooded, right here." You chuckled when he glanced at his cock, folding the book closed and deflating onto his chest and accepting the joint again. "Oh, c'mon, don't stop, 's just gettin' good!"

"You were calling Harry stupid literally 5 minutes ago."

"Come off it, when isn't he?"

"When he's fighting Voldemort?"

"Hm," he considered, tucking his hand into your hair to massage your scalp; gently pulling through your hair. "You might have a point."

"And now Dumbledore's - "

"Hey, hey, no spoilers!"

"It's not a spoiler if you were listening to me!"

"I'm always listening," he whined, you blowing smoke across his abdomen; watching his abs contract from the slight tickle; his cock bobbing from the movement and making you flush with heat not from the sun. "You're just so much more interesting, hmm?" He mumbled.

"Hey, hey. Flattery gets you everywhere with me," you teased, loving the easiness of his smile. "C'mon, pretty boy, your turn."

He took the joint from you, watching you try to pull back - but tightening his arm. "Stay here, love havin' you close," he mumbled, placing the joint to his mouth and reaching for the book again. Not wanting his arm to retract from your form, you reached up to take the joint from him; listening as he went back to the beginning of the chapter while your leg hiked up his hips.

Every other puff, you fed Felix the joint until there was nothing left; wee small roach being stubbed out in the dirt, leaving you two relaxed, high, and laid over one another as he continued to lazily read. But his hand still traced invisible patterns over your skin, the warmth of the sun making you sweat, but the way your boyfriend touched you made you shiver.

He knew you loved it, yet didn't so much as stutter on a single word when his smirk would grow feeling your reactions to his touches.

At the end of the chapter, he glanced down at you and let his lips follow; tightening his arm to bring you in closer, leaving repeated kisses on your forehead. You squirmed closer, giggling and bringing your hand up to hook around the back of his neck, directing him to your lips as he rolled over so you were on your back and he was hovering over you. "You're distracting me, now, li'l minx," he teased.

"Oh, how unfair, what ever shall you do?"

He chuckled, pecking your lips twice more, then asking, "Another chapter or...?"

"Yes, one more chapter," you laughed, "but then we're gonna have to head back up, your mum wanted my help with something."

"Oh, she's got you some new dresses she wants you to try," he relaid.

"I thought she stopped doin' that?"

"She loves spoiling you," Felix eased. "And Venetia stopped letting Mum dress her, so, you know... Here, you read this one."

You agreed, letting him readjust so he was sat up again, keeping you between his spread legs so he could peer down at the book from over your shoulder. Was it distracting, feeling his fully blooded cock at your back? Absolutely. Was it mildly erotic for you to ignore it and continue reading - as if his warmth wasn't making you wet? Also, yes.

"Fi," you whispered when his lips danced across your shoulder. "Distracting me, again," you half-scolded.

"You're doin' great, love," he chuckled.

But he didn't stop, it was like he was turning himself on (more) by his soft, gentle touches; and being spurred onward when he noted the way your chest heaved when your breath changed.

"Keep goin'," he whispered in your ear, dragging his hands up to cup either bare breast and swipe his thumbs around your nipples to stiffen them into peaks.

"Felix - "

"Don't stop," he encouraged, "'s real endearing the way you're tryna fight this."

"You try to get between me and Potter one more time, we're going on a sex strike."

There was a pause as you looked up at him, both sharing growing grins before bursting into echoing laughter that Venetia heard from one of the loungers close to the house. She grinned to herself, turning the page of her own Half-Blood Prince book.

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Saltburn masterlist

[dreamescapeswriting]

Stray Kids Reaction || You're Not Answering Your Phone [Mafia Edition]

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - September 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

CHAN:

Chan did his best not to freak out when you called him, he knew that you were responsible and he could trust you but after four hours of you not answering your phone, it was beginning to send him into a worrying spiral.

"Changbin, I want you and Jeongin to go out into the city and look for her, she could be anywhere. Seungmin, I want you to try and track her phone pings, and see where it last went off." Chan was so busy ordering his men around that he hadn't heard the front door open and close while you walked in casually,

"Hey baby, I picked up some Chinese food for dinner. I didn't want to cook tonight." You called out before stopping in the doorway to see Chan staring at you along with all of his men.

"What?"

"Where have you been?! I've been worried sick!?" He panicked rushing over to you and holding your face in his hands, turning your head side to side as if he was looking for any sign that you weren't okay or that you were hurt in some kind of way.

"I went into town, to get my phone fixed...Remember?" You tried to jog his memory and as soon as you did he began to flush a bright red colour and sweat gathered on the back of his neck. 

"O-Oh yeah...Right," He laughed awkwardly as he turned back to his men who were all smirking in his direction.

MINHO:

As soon as your phone continued to go to voicemail Minho lost every rational thought that there was in his mind and he was ready to throw caution to the wind and find you. He was already having Felix track your GPS in your car and then if that didn't work he was going to get him to track and find you with the GPS tracker on your phone. Maybe he was a little overprotective when it came to you but he always wanted to make sure that you were safe.

"I can't stand the thought of something happening to her," He ran his hands through his hair and tugged at the strands a little groaning as he tried not to think about it too much. There had to be some kind of logical explanation for it all,

"Yn's GPS shows that she's in the building," Felix stated as he turned to look at his boss who frowned and rushed over to the screen.

"Search the house," He ordered before running up the stairs to search every bedroom in the home that you shared, god, why did he have to have such a big house. He swore to himself that he was going to move,

"Yn?!" He breathed out as he walked into the library to see you fast asleep on the sofa that was inside there,

"W-What?" You groaned waking up and staring at him as he rushed over to you, holding you in his arms as he called off the search on the rest of the house.

CHANGBIN:

"I have all the time and resources I could need to find her and yet she's nowhere to be found?" Changbin paced outside of the building your car was parked in front of, The security inside of the door wasn't letting him inside and he was ten seconds away from blowing their heads off.

"Do you know who I am?!" He boomed out but the men stared at one another before turning to look over their shoulders. Changbin followed their line of sight and you were standing there with an unimpressed look on your face,

"Where were you?" He'd been panicked all morning and seeing you standing there in a robe and sweating a little he was starting to feel a little bad.

"In the spa! I told you I was going to the spa," You smacked his chest as he made his way over to you. You'd been telling him for weeks about your trip and he'd been all for it, telling you how much you could use the break.

"I was in the middle of a massage when I had to come out and stop my husband from killing someone." You glared at him as a blush began to take over his cheeks.

"I forgot."

"Hmm." You still didn't sound impressed with him and he smiled a little, 

"I'll make it up to you."

"You will. By letting me go back to my massage and you go home," You pushed your finger into his chest and he nodded, kissing your cheek quickly.

HYUNJIN:

Every single hospital was being checked within walking distance of the house, then every hospital in the city was being checked as well as everyone calling any hospital that they could think of to try and find you.

"She has to be somewhere!" Hyunjin cried out as he stared down at his laptop,

"Why do you think she's in a hospital?" Chan questioned as Hyunjin looked down at his phone, The last thing you'd text him was a photo of your favourite cafe and then you went radio silent. No phone calls were going through, text messages weren't being delivered,

"Because she has to be injured if she's not responding to me."

"Spoken like an overprotective husband." Chan teased before instantly wishing he hadn't judging by the look on Hyunjin's face. It might have sounded overprotective but you'd always told Hyunjin if you suddenly didn't respond then something was wrong.

"We got her," Felix called out as you walked into the office building, rushing over to your boyfriend as you panted heavily.

"Hyunjin, I've been trying to get up here all day. I-I got mugged and they took my phone, my ID, everything, I couldn't call and then-" You couldn't finish your sentence as you were suddenly wrapped in his arms as he sniffled a little, just relieved to have you alive and with him.

JISUNG:

Jisung wasn't clingy by any means but when you weren't answering your phone for two hours he was beginning to get a little worried about it and calling you constantly. He must have called your phone over 250 times by now and he didn't know what was going on, had he scared you that morning? You'd walked in on him in a meeting and he was yelling at the guy. Did it scare you enough to never speak to him again? He called your phone again as he walked through the front door of your shared home,

"Call me. Please." He begged into the phone, freezing when he walked into the living room to see it surrounded by darkness safe for some fairylights and the giant flatscreen TV being on,

"What's this?"

"Birthday surprise," You smirked looking at him and he frowned,

"It's not your birthday-Oh, it's mine." A blush took over his face as you walked him into the living room and sat him down on the sofa,

"Is this why you haven't been answering your phone?" He gestured to the table that was filled with home cooked goods and you giggled, nodding your head.

"I didn't mean to worry you, you know I cant lie to you so I thought if I ignored you, I wouldn't have to lie." You smirked before he dragged you to sit down with him.

FELIX:

The door to the public library was booted down before people began yelling for everyone to get down on the ground, your head shot up from the book you were reading and you turned to see your boyfriend looking around panicked. You instantly glared at him, of course, he would do something this overdramatic and insane just because you were gone for the day.

"Felix!" You cried out before looking around at all of the other terrified people who were inside the library.

"You weren't answering your phone," He said as though that was ever going to justify knocking down a door and scaring a whole bunch of people.

"Because it's off when I'm in the library." You gestured around you before shutting your book and sighing at him, you couldn't believe he would go to this lengths to find you.

"I left a note in the kitchen for you. Which you would have seen if you'd had breakfast this morning." You scolded him and he blushed a little, instantly apologising to everyone inside the library as he got his cheque book out ready to fix any damages he may have caused.

SEUNGMIN:

Your phone had been off ever since Seungmin had yelled at you that morning and you'd refused to turn it on, You knew it was probably going to cause another fight when you got home but you didn't care. After the fight, the two of you'd had that morning you'd been feeling petty.

"Have you checked at her friend's places? She has to be somewhere," Seungmin sounded stressed as you walked past his study and you stopped in your tracks, peeking through the door to see your husband looking dishevelled.

"I don't care if you checked. Check again!" He boomed before hanging up the phone and downing the scotch that was in front of him. You slowly pushed the door open more and he stared at you,

"Yn?" He quizzed as you walked further into the room, stopping on the opposite side of his desk, he was a mess and you felt guilty.

"The one and only."

"Fuck, baby." He rushed toward you and held you tightly in his arms,

"I'm so sorry about this morning, I'm so so sorry," He held you tighter and tighter until you were sure he was cutting off your air and you whined and began pulling back.

"I'll never fight with you again, just please never run off." He begged as you nodded at him, both of you sitting down to discuss your fight.

JEONGIN:

Jeongin knew that you could look out for yourself, it was one of the things he loved about you but it was scaring him when you continuously ignored his text messages. Worry began to cloud his judgment as he thought about all of the things that could possibly be going wrong with you. Maybe you'd been kidnapped and they took your phone away. Or maybe you'd been involved in an accident and your phone broke in the process. Every thought was making him out of his mind with worry. So he sat and waited. He waited for hours until the front door to your shared home opened and you walked inside followed by two of your best friends.

"Innie? I thought you were going out with the guys tonight?" It was your understanding that tonight was his party night, which was why you'd stayed out so late in the first place.

"I was...But I got worried, you weren't answering your phone." You frowned a little, digging through your bag to find your phone and when you did you felt a wave of guilt hit you.

"It must have died, baby, I'm so sorry." You whined holding onto his face as he held onto you, your friends making their way up to your room to give the two of you some needed privacy.

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[eliluvschan]

Shadow Selfies

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 971

warnings: few curse words & cutie Channie

genre: fluff

a/n: am i writing instead of finishing an essay for my deadline on thursday? no im not👀

i was walking my to my best friend Chan’s house. he’s got i don’t know what hair colour cause the man dyes his hair every two weeks now? i kinda lost count.

we’ve known each other for the past five years, but the thing is i’ve always liked him more than a friend.

i like him. a lot.

i rang the bell and Jessica, Chan’s mother, appeared in the doorway.

“hey dear, Chan’s in his room upstairs.”

“thanks, Mama Bahng.” i always call Jessica Mama Bahng, it’s a habit i picked up from hanging out a lot at Chan’s house.

she smiled as we both walk trough the hallway. “are you hungry?” she asked me.

“a little.”

“come on. i just bought these.” she said, putting a batch of brownies in front of me.

“alright then, but just one.” i smile.

“sure.” she turned away.

i took a piece and ate it.

“oh, this is amazing.”

“i know right? it’s a new bakery called Felix’s Goodies, maybe you and Chan can pick some up for the others?” she suggested.

“sure thing!”

“eomma, is Y/n here already?” i heard Chan calling from upstairs.

“maybe later.” i smiled and got up from where i was sitting, and made my way down the hall and upstairs. i knocked on the second door on the left.

“if it’s Hannah, go away. if it’s Y/n, come in please!” he called from inside.

“ugh, rude!” Hannah called as she got out of her room to go downstairs.

i laughed at her comment as i opened the door to the usual shirt strewn floor and messy bed.

“hey, where are you?” i called.

“oh, hey there cutie.” he said emerging from the side and pulling on a black hoodie. he stopped in front of me. “what’s up?”

“nothing much. you ready?”

“ready for what?”

“science!”

“oh yeah. come on.”

so we sat down on the bed and flicked through our books and opened chapter seven of biology. disease’s & microbes.

“i don’t understand this shit.” he said after five minutes of poring over the same page. he scanned the green page and then looked at me.

“what is that hard about learning the freaking definition of a compost?” i asked after explaining the compost again.

“it bounces off of my head. how did you do it?”

“don’t ask.”

he laughed. omg his laugh.

“okay. one more time?” i asked.

“okay. and then we do something else.”

i rolled my eyes. “sure.”

he smiled and sat a little straighter.

“when rotten plants, are piled onto a heap, the bacteria of microbes act on it, and produce an enzyme that turns into any sort of liquid and then they feed on it. this stupid and disgusting process is called a compost. got it?” i asked.

“the crappy heap of plant shit is called compost?” he joked.

i laughed. “yeah. now Bio degradable’s?”

“we’re doing something else.” he told me.

“you’re going to fail the test!”

“no, i’m not.” he said.

“yeah, you are. you’re not paying attention!”

“look, i’ve done as much as i can. and just one def. of bio- whatever’s left. it won’t hurt to leave one thing. and besides, you need a break too.

i thought for a moment. true, i do need a break.

“why are you trying so hard to make me study?” he asked.

“cause friends watch out for each other, and remember Mr. Lee said he’s gonna change out seats so we can’t pass notes or talk at all.” i reminded him.

“aw, you’re doing this so we can talk? sweet!” he smiled.

“shut up.” i said, returning to the book.

“hey, look at the shadows!” he said.

i looked and saw our shadows on the wall, very clear and sharp.

click!

Chan took out his phone and took a picture. soon, we were posing madly and taking pictures in the mirror. then Chan held up his index finger. i put mine across it and made an x. i took the picture.

he held his palm in the air. i calmed mine against it, forming a weird, but beautiful shadow of two hands joined in mid-air.

both of us took the picture. then he curved his hand into a half-heart shape. i curved mine, completing the heart. we took the picture.

i looked up at him, he looked down, not smiling. his eyes full of passion. he stared at my lips, then he leaned in and the next thing i knew his lips were moving against mine and his arms were no longer suspended in the air but gripping my waist.

a soft sigh and a click!

a camera snapping a picture, and we jumped and broke apart. Chan looked around. his mother was standing in the doorway. she quickly turned around and walked away.

“i, uh, i should get going.” i blushed and turned away.

“no, don’t go.” he whispered, holding me back.

“goodbye, Chris.” i moved away. but i felt a tug at my fingers. i looked back. our fingers were still locked. Chan smiled at them, but i hastened to pull them away.

i made my way home, still thinking about the kiss.

i got a text from Chan as soon as i was inside.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: i made mom delete the picture.

me: ok, thanks.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: but i still have it ;)

me: what? why?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: our first kiss.

me: can u send it to me too?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: [1 attachment]

me: well…

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: it’s uhh, nice.

me: yeah.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: will you be my girlfriend Y/n? i mean i’ve liked you forever and i know you kissed me back and we are friends- i’ll take you out this weekend if that suits you?

me: uhh…

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: what?

me: nothing

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: then?

me: yes! :D

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: i had fun.

me: excuse me?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: excused, girlfriend ;) i was talking about the shadow selfies and science of course.

me: oh yeah. me too >_<

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: so tomorrow night?

me: sure. goodnight boyfriend 🤍

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: goodnight girlfriend :)

~

[jiniretracha]

Fake It Til You Make It - a Lee Felix SMAU (5)

Pairing: Lee Felix x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fluff and angst

Summary: Everything was fine, just completely ordinary, when your ex, Song Mingi texted you out of nowhere, in hopes of making amends. You freak out and tell him you’re in a relationship… with Felix, your best friend. The man who you’ve had a secret crush on for the longest time. 

SERIES MASTERLIST // MASTERLIST // my Ko-FI

CHAPTER 5: The Café Date (WRITTEN)

Word Count: 2.1k

“You ready?”

You took a last look at yourself in the mirror and let out a sigh, as you smothered your sweater and then your fingers went to fiddle with your skirt, deep in your thoughts. 

You were about to see Mingi for the first time since the breakup. And that was about 6 months ago. It’s not that you didn’t see him at all. You’d catch glimpses of him when there was a big game coming up and you went to support Chan. 

But you never got to talk to him, or properly see him with your own eyes, standing in front of you. Heck, not even a simple hi, or locking eyes. Nothing.

You turned around and smiled at Felix.

“Yeah… I am” you said with a grin, trying to convince your best friend you were okay. 

He narrowed his eyes. 

With a huff, you rolled your eyes. “No. I am definitely not. But I have to get through this. I can’t just cancel him at the last minute, you know?” you muttered. 

Felix pressed his lips together to refrain himself from saying anything. Nobody was forcing you to meet your ex. You could stay here with me…, he thought and then frowned to himself. What was that about, Yongbok?, he scolded himself, using his korean name. 

You turned around and saw the expression on his face. “What’s the matter?”

Felix looked up and smiled. “Nothing, butterfly” he shook his head.

You nodded and then let out a hum. “Alrighty, I’m good to go” you said, slinging your bag over your shoulder. 

“Great, let’s go!” Felix chirped, trying to seem the happiest as he could. Even if it was the furthest from the truth. 

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You finished texting your friends and looked up at Felix as he smiled at you. 

“Okay, you’ll text me once the date is over, right?” Felix asked you, caressing the long strands of your hair. 

You pulled your face back with a smile. “It’s not a date, Lix” you giggled nervously. 

“Well… whatever this is” he chuckled. 

“Yeah, I’ll text you, Lixie pixie” you smiled. 

He smiled even bigger when you used that nickname, the one you gave him when you were both twelve. 

You turned around to grab the door handle and looked up, seeing him in a booth, immersed in his phone and gasped. 

“Holy shit, he’s already here” you whisper-yelled, turning around. “Oh fuck, I don’t know what to do”

Felix looked up and saw him, his eyes automatically narrowing. 

“You gotta be chill, Y/N. We’re over him, remember?” Felix asked. 

“Yeah” you whispered. 

“It doesn’t matter what happened between you two, it’s over and we have to stop thinking about him. Remember what Ryujin always says?” Felix smiled.

“Out of sight, out of mind” you sighed. “Well, he is not out of sight right now”

“Well, he was until you agreed to this stupid date, but whatever” Felix looked away. 

“I know, I’m sorry”

Felix looked at you and sighed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that” 

“It’s okay… well! I gotta be a big girl-” you said and hooked your hands on your belt, pulling it up. “And face my problems”

“That’s my girl” he smiled and you felt a familiar fluttering around in your stomach. Something you’ve been feeling since your adolescence, since you’ve had the privilege to watch him grow into the man he was- okay… we’re about to meet our ex. Not the time, Y/N. Not the time.

He hugged you, out of the blue, and you smiled. “Oh… thanks, Lix” 

He smiled too. “No worries” he said and pressed a kiss to your head. “You call me when it’s done and I’ll pick you up. Also, if he says anything you don’t like, you call me and I’ll get the wolf pack. We’ll kick that motherfucker’s ass” 

You giggled. “I’ll text you. But you needn’t worry about me”

“I always do. You know that”

Stop it, Lix. It doesn’t help… you thought. 

“See you, Lixie” you smiled and walked inside the café. 

Felix watched you and then turned around to look at Mingi, feeling a pang in his stomach when he locked eyes with the guy with the silver hair. He looked annoyed. Felix felt a very unfamiliar feeling fill up his body… he was feeling smug. 

This idiot doesn’t even know a thing or two about you. 

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You felt your heart beating in your ears as you walked towards the table where Mingi was sitting. 

He smiled at you as he saw you and stood up.

“Hey, Y/N” he said with a warm tone. His hands were resting at his sides and they were awkwardly fidgeting, like he didn’t know what to do with them. 

You smiled, not really wanting nor feeling ready to hug him. 

“Hi Mingi. How are you doing?” You asked, sitting on the booth seat as you looked at him, trying to mask as best as you could your anxiety. 

Mingi smiled and sighed. “I’m okay…”

Your head twisted a little. “Why do I feel like that’s not the truth at all?” You chuckled. 

Mingi chuckled as well. “You could always see right through me, Y/N”

“Yeah, I guess that’s my secret talent”

“Well, I’ve been good I guess. You know, academically speaking. I’ve started taking my studies more seriously” he told you and your eyes widened. 

“You’ve told me already but wow… Song Mingi taking studies seriously?” You asked incredulously. “Now, that’s something I do not believe”

He laughed and shook his head. “It’s true. I’ve stopped taking tutor sessions from that awful nerd club. I’m passing my classes” he said proudly. 

“Well, that’s nice to hear, Min” you smiled. And you really meant it. 

Even if there was something going on, the elephant in the room, as to why he decided to break up with you, you were happy for him. He was a nice person to be around and he never treated you less than what you deserve. 

“Yeah… well, tell me about you! I honestly wanted to meet up to just… you know, check up on you and all. It’s been- what? Six months since…” he stopped right there before he could say the word that started with B and the other one with U. 

“Yeah, six months. I’m good, actually. Really good” you nodded. 

“You’ve been at the games, I saw you”

“Yeah, Channie loves it when we go to support him. Well, scratch that. He loves seeing Ryujin supporting him, not us. I just tag along because she forces me. She’s really shy around him, so…” you shrug.

“You’ve always been such a good friend, Y/N” he chuckled at you. 

You blushed. You didn’t mean to. 

“Thank you, Mingi” you nodded with sincerity. 

“What about your classes?”

You shrugged. “Oh, well, you know. You always called me a hot nerd so I guess I’m continuing being that hot nerd I’ve always been” you said and it made him cackle. 

“Oh, shit” he said after he stopped laughing. “I really missed you, Y/N” he said.

Me too. 

“Do we order?” you asked, trying to change the topic. 

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“What’s going on inside that blonde-haired-head of yours, Yongbokkie?” Hyunjin asked. 

Felix was staring at the window, inside his dorm while Hyunjin put down a glass and a bottle of soju for both of them. 

He just sighed. “I don’t know…”

“You jealous?” Hyunjin smirked. 

“No” he deadpanned. Hyunjin arched an eyebrow. “Maybe? Ugh! I don’t know…” 

Hyunjin chuckled as he sat down and opened the bottle of apple soju. He poured two shots and then put the bottle down. “You feel like continuing with the act?”

“Yeah… it’s better than not having her at all” Felix said. “I’m telling you this in hopes for you to keep it to yourself and not blabber it around Minho, Ji and Chan”

“Don’t worry. My mouth is shut” he promised. 

“Okay…”

“Felix?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you love, Y/N?”

Felix didn’t answer. 

“You gotta tell her” he said softly. 

“No, I don’t need to tell her anything” 

Hyunjin sighed and downed the soju shot. “I know it’s scary. Do you remember how long it took me to tell Chae how I felt?”

“Yeah, I know” Felix chuckled. 

“Yeah, well, take my advice. I may be the leader of paboracha and shit. But I know things, believe me or not” Hyunjin smirked.

Felix snorted. “I must be in deep shit for you to say that”

Hyunjin snorted and nodded, pouring more soju for him. “Yeah, you are”

Felix smiled slightly and downed the soju shot, feeling the apple flavoured alcohol burn his throat. 

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“She thought you two were serious?” You asked. 

“Yeah”

“After a one night stand?” you asked with a snort and Mingi laughed as he nodded. “My God, you might think I am delusional, but to think that you’re automatically dating someone you met in a bar because you slept with them? That’s- that’s on another level”

“I know…” 

The laughter died down and Mingi looked up at you. 

“Y/N, I’ve been wanting to apologise” he said with a little smile. 

You almost choked on your smoothie. “For what?” You played dumb. 

He smiled, noticing it. “Um… well. For what happened between us. For… being an idiot towards you” he said, pressing his lips together. 

“It’s… it’s been six months, Mingi. I’m past it” you lied. 

“Yeah, but… I feel like I did you wrong. You’re probably one of the best things that came into my life and I fucked it up because I’m a… loser and my ass was indecisive and- and I didn’t know what I wanted”

You nodded, understanding his point. 

“I just wanted to know that… letting you go was the worst decision of my life” he said, his eyes shining with truth.

You bit your lip and looked away.

You’ve been wanting this confession for six months. You’ve wanted it so much, and it was proof enough to recall all those nights you cried yourself to sleep. 

But now…

You still liked that he had the balls to come and apologise but… it wasn’t enough. You weren’t sure what to say or do or how to move. 

“Thank you… for that, Mingi” you said, finally deciding on what to say. “I’m glad you came here and apologised. Not many men do that, so… thank you”

“Yeah” he chuckled. “I’m- if you let me say this… I’m jealous as shit”

You frowned. “Jealous? Jealous of what?”

“Of you dating Felix”

Oh. That. 

“Oh… yeah” you smiled, unable to help yourself. 

“I honestly saw that coming. You guys always seemed to have a great connection and how you had each other's back it’s amazing. I think it was… a matter of time” Mingi said.

He sounded really genuine. 

“Oh. Thanks” you smiled nervously. 

“How long have you been dating?”

“Well, it’s pretty new, honestly” You said, twirling your smoothie straw. “It’s a shame you didn’t find anyone, Mingi. I mean it”

“Eh…” he shrugged. “Nobody filled your place because- well, you are quite hard to replace”

You chuckled. “What can I say? I’m awesome”

“Yeah. You are” he said sincerely and your smile dropped. “Felix is really lucky. I hope he knows that”

“Yeah, he treats me well” you shrugged, unable to meet his eyes. 

“As he should” he nodded. Mingi sighed and looked up. “I’m gonna go pay at the front. Gotta go. I have practice in an hour”

“Oh, okay” you nodded. “And about that. Chan is really mad at you. Don’t miss practice, please”

Mingi laughed. “Yeah. I’ll try”

You noticed that I’ll try was hiding something that hurt him but you let it slide, feeling like you could ask him about it another time. 

“My smoothie was five I think-“

“No, no, no. I got it. Don’t worry, hon” Mingi said. 

You blushed, recalling that nickname he used to call you. It didn’t give you butterflies as much as butterfly did, though. 

You frowned at yourself for making that comparison in your head. 

“Well, it was nice to meet you to talk and all, Y/N. I hope we can go out to talk a little more in the future” he said, standing up. 

You looked up and nodded. “Yeah, of course, Min. It was nice for me too” you smiled.

He winked and walked away to the front. 

You closed your eyes and huffed out. 

You needed to sort out your feelings now. 

Felix or Mingi. 

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    “Did you and Felix talk about anything else last night?” Y/n asked the singer lying on her bed. 

     “Yeah. Just reassured me that your relationship was platonic and professional,” Hyunjin said as he scrolled through Twitter. Seeing some of the positive feedback from their announcement.

     “Feel better now?”

     “I was fine before.”

     “You weren’t. I just didn’t bring it up too much.”

     “Did you ever fuck me after him?”

     “No, and vice versa too.”

     “Now I feel better,” Hyunjin joked 

     Y/n scoffed at him from her desk. Continuing her studying before he snuck up behind her and kissed her neck. “You’re cute when you’re focused.”

     “And you’re horny,” Y/n turned her head to him and pecked his lips 

     “How can I not? Have you seen yourself?”

     “I should be asking you that.”

     “Take a break then.” Hyunjin coaxed her out of the chair and over to her bed. Y/n straddled him as he sat down on the edge of her bed. 

      “Am I gonna lose time with you once you’re all famous,” Y/n asked 

     “I won’t let that happen,” Hyunjin assured her before kissing her. 

     Y/n cupped his face as their lips moved together. Hyunjin held her hips and rolled her against him. Y/n tipped his head back a bit and deepened their kiss. The singer moaned into her mouth as her tongue poked his bottom lip.

     Hyunjin opened his mouth more for her as his phone started ringing on the bed. He pulled away and grabbed his phone as Y/n kissed on his neck.

     Unknown. Hyunjin didn’t think anything of it as he silenced it and turned back to the girl in front of him. Probably a spam call. Y/n’s hands ran up under his shirt before landing on the waistband of his pants. Fingers hooking under the fabric as his phone rang a second time.

     “You’re popular right now,” Y/n chuckled

     “Not when I want to be,” Hyunjin groaned and looked at his screen again

     Minho. He had to answer that one.

     “Hello?” Hyunjin said as he watched Y/n slide off his lap and onto the floor.

     “You better not be fucking while I’m on the phone,” the guitarist's voice rang

     “Not yet,” Hyunjin sighed as Y/n unbuttoned his pants, not seeming to care that he was on the phone.

     “Good. We’re meeting at Noeasy.”

     “Ji stopped freaking out?” Hyunjin kept his eyes on the girl in front of him as she pulled his half-hard dick out of his boxers, pumping him and kissing up his shaft

     “Yeah, then word vomited and invited Felix out with us. If you read the group chat you’d know.”

     “Sorry, been busy.”

     “We figured. That’s why I called. Chan said see if Y/n wants to come with us then since Felix will be there.”

     “Let me ask her,” Hyunjin pulled the phone mic away from his mouth, “Come to Noeasy with me, the band, and Felix?”

     “Sure,” Y/n smiled and wrapped her lips around his tip

     “She said yes. What time?” Hyunjin asked, trying not to give away he was getting a blowjob in the middle of talking to his friend

     “Ten o’clock. Don’t be late.” That was all Minho said before hanging up.

     Hyunjin tossed his phone to the side and leaned back, watching her take more of him into her mouth. “Fuck,” Hyunjin groaned

      Y/n rested one hand on his thigh while the other wrapped around the base of his dick. Bobbing her head up and down slowly, teasing him. He gripped the bed sheets as her pace picked up. Tongue running along the underside of his cock, spit coating his cock. 

     The sight alone had him twitching. Tilting his head back and looking at her ceiling as he moaned. Y/n swallowed more of him, feeling him get closer to his high. She grabbed on both his thighs as she bobbed her head up and down. Hyunjin looked down just seconds before she swallowed him completely. Hyunjin whined as the tightness from her throat had him cumming. 

      Grabbing the back of her head and keeping her still till he was finished. His hand slipped from the back of her head not long after, Y/n came up and looked up at him from her spot on the ground. Swallowing his load before sitting up. 

     “Did you swallow?” he asked

     “Mhmm,” Y/n nodded

     “You’re gonna fuck me up more than drugs did,” Hyunjin smiled and pulled her in for a kiss. Tasting himself on her lips. Y/n chucked at him as she crawled over him, gently pushing him back on her bed.

      Hyunjin accepted his fate and laid back. His hands pulled down her loungewear. Trying to get rid of the fabric. Y/n helped him out and pushed down his pants as well. Y/n pushed his shirt up as Hyunjin grabbed hers. 

      They managed to get the last bit of fabric off each other and Hyunjin sat up again. Y/n wrapped her arms around him as she straddled him. The singer held her hips and rolled them to the side. Putting her on her back and attaching his lips to her neck. His hand worked its way between their bodies. 

     Hyunjin ran two fingers between her wet folds as he sucked on the skin of her neck. Y/n moaned before his fingers dipped into her. Two fingers moving in and out. Stretch her open as her arousal coated his digits. 

      Hyunjin could feel her pulsing around his fingers as she pulled at his hair. Moaning his name as her hips squirmed a bit. Hyunjin smiled as he lightly bit her skin and pulled out his fingers. Licking the digits clean and positioning her legs around his hips. 

     Y/n pulled him closer as he leaned over to grab the box of condoms they had left out. Grabbing one and rolling it on before pushing into her. Y/n locked her legs around him as he sank into her. Grabbing his hands and locking their fingers together. Hyunjin smiled as he started thrusting into her. Starting slow and gradually picking up his pace. 

     Hyunjin dipped his head to her neck, sucking on the skin and her chest. Anywhere he could reach, he marked her skin as he fucked into her. 

     “Hyune,” Y/n moaned 

     “Fuck baby,” The singer groaned into her skin. 

      Y/n tightened her grip on him, walls pulsating around him. Hyunjin groaned as his hands left hers, wrapping around her and holding her close. Hips rutted into her as both their highs were on their way. Y/n grabbed the back of his head, gripping his soft locks. Both their moans filled her bedroom. 

      His cock thrusting in and out of her, hitting her G-spot a few times. Y/n tugged harshly on his hair each time and made him whine. Doing his best not to lose pace. 

     “Hyun, ‘m close.”

     “Gonna cum for me again?” he teased

     Y/n could only moan in response. Losing her words as each thrust brought her closer and closer to the edge. Another thrust right to her G-spot made it all come crashing down. Shaking and clinging onto him as he rode out her high. Hyunjin kept going till he couldn’t hold it anymore and came in the rubber. 

      His hips stuttered as he filled the condom and curled himself inside her. Both took their time to come back down and catch their breaths. Hyunjin pushed himself up and pecked her lips. 

     “Be my girlfriend?” Hyunjin asked

     “Of course,” Y/n smiled and pulled him back for another kiss. 

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FREAK

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FREAK p.t 2

switch! oliver quick x dom! M! reader

warnings: degradation, name calling, smut, hair pulling, biting, mean reader , making out, over the clothes touching

Oliver had been eyeing me all night since I arrived at the pub. Who does he think he is? He’s only around because Felix decided to befriend the little freak. Farleigh and I were supposed to meet up with Felix at the pub after class. But there he was again, like a leech attached to Felix. Oliver.

“Felix!..Oliver.” Farleigh said as we approached the table. Farleigh sat next to Felix, leaving me to sit next to Oliver. Fantastic. “hello..” I glanced at Oliver. He glanced at me muttering out a small hello, god can’t he just speak up? I rolled my eyes, trying my best to ignore his stupid glances towards me.

As we started to part our separate ways after the pub, I began to walk back to my dorm the long way. But I had this nervous feeling someone was watching me. My steps slowing down before I came to a halt, turning around only to see a figure horribly hiding behind a large tree. I know that figure from anywhere. Oliver. What now? He’s moved on from Felix to me? what a freak! “I can see you. I know it’s you Ollie” I yelled out, seeing him visibly flinch at my voice made me feel something. He stayed still and silent before revealing himself. “why are you following me?” I asked as I walked up to him, he looked startled as if I were in the wrong to ask that. “I..um..you forgot your cigarettes at the pub” Oliver finally muttered out. “Cigarettes? you’re following me like some creep over cigarettes?” My tone was harsh and he knew it, there was no way he could escape the truth now. Oliver dug through his pocket fetching out a packet of cigarettes, they were crumpled up, but they were my cigarettes.

We stood there in awkward silence as I snatched the packet from his hand. “Why couldn’t you return it like a normal person?” Asking as I rolled my eyes, seeing him shrug. “I was but you clearly don’t like me..” Oliver said looking at me. I laughed in his face, “clearly. you know why i don’t like you?” stepping closer to him I was now backing him up against the tree he was hiding behind. “No?” Oliver said as his back pressed up against the tree. “Because you’re a little freak! a no good for nothing oxfam scholarship boy” the words seethed out of me like hot lava, I was ripping into him and he took it. Seeing him stand there and not react to anything I was saying made me angry. How dare he? My hand shot up, gripping the side of his hair tightly, pulling it roughly to the side. His face contorted into pain, god did he look gorgeous like that…

“You’re a nothing. A lowlife. I don’t know what Felix sees in you” My words cut deep into him like a knife, his face now stone cold. I smirked loving the feeling of him completely helpless under me. “What? Can’t talk now?” I said with another harsh tug at his hair. He hissed in pain, “For someone who hates me so much…you do love calling out my name at night” Oliver said with a stupid smirk growing on his face, I was fuming. I let his hair go, pinning him against the tree, my breath heavy as he just let me do this. “you know nothing about me” Oliver laughed as he looked at me, “of course I do..i know everything..how you jerk off, calling out my name when no one’s in your dorm..how you look at me like you want to eat me alive” He was right. He did know me. I didn’t know what else to do, he had the upper hand here. “But knowing you, you’d never act on those feelings, no, you’re just as pathetic as i am” Oliver said with a laugh.

He’s wrong. I wasn’t a pathetic low life like him. “You’re wrong.” I said, his face turning to confusion at my words. I pressed my lips against his roughly. Oliver kissed me back, our lips dancing with each other. Hands roaming all over each others bodies forgetting we’re still outside. I pulled back a little, biting at his lip. “Still think I wouldn’t act on it Ollie?” Oliver laughed, “I guess I was wrong” “very wrong.” My hand grasped his hair again, pulling his head back as my lips ravaged his neck. Soft moans came out of his mouth. God he sounded wonderful. Biting and sucking on his neck. felt like ecstasy, feeling him squirm as I bite harder than the last bite. My hands roam down to his clothes cock, palming at it, feeling him buck his hips upwards, his moans growing with every touch. “Fuck..” Oliver moans out, as he clings to my shirt. Pulling away from his neck, i glance down at the ranging boner he has, smirking, “someone’s excited” I tease as he rolls his eyes. “Shut up, just touch me” Oliver begs looking up at me. Letting go of him, I step back away from him. “sorry I’ve got an exam tomorrow, later Ollie” I say walking away, giving him a wave. He glares at me as I walk away walking back to my dorm. Oh how fun this will be.

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♡ Black Sheep ♡

✦ Pairings: platonic!best friend!felix x fem!reader, boyfriend!bang chan x fem!reader

✦ Genre: fluff, smut, a smidge of hurt/comfort

✦ Summary: Facing trauma from your past to take things to the next level with your boyfriend is made easier by the love he shows you and some support from your best friend

✦ Word Count: 2.1k-ish

✦ Warnings: Super important note. The reader has sexual trauma. It's not discussed in detail, it's more implied than anything, but if that makes you uncomfortable please avoid this, my loves. Outside of that the only warnings are unprotected sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, and that Chan calls you "baby".

✦ A/N: I wrote this as a request for @maximumkillshot and it means a lot to me that she trusted me to write this. I really hope you find some comfort in it ♡

“Hey, I’m heading out. Need anything before I go?” Felix asks, popping his head into your room, unintentionally saving you from drowning in your own thoughts. You’ve been like this for longer than you know, sitting on the edge of your bed drifting off somewhere far away. Taking a deep breath, you loosen your hold on the plushie in your lap, “Um, no. I’m good. Have fun. Tell Han I said hey.”

You force a close lipped smile. An attempt at masking your pain that’s instantly betrayed by the tears gathered in the corners of your eyes. As if you could ever hide anything from Felix anyway. You’ve been best friends too long for that and becoming roommates has only made him that much harder to fool. Felix joins you on the bed, taking the plushie from your lap and placing it in his. “Talk to me,” he says, the rasp of his voice low and comforting, “What’s going on?”

His eyes lock onto yours, his gaze free of judgment, and the tears begin to fall one by one. “I asked Chan to come over tonight” you sniffle, allowing Felix to dry your tears on his sleeve, “I want to tell him that I’m ready.” Felix raises an eyebrow, “Ready? For?” You give him a knowing look and it clicks in an instant. “Oh, that’s big. Are you sure?” You nod, the faint smile on your lips genuine this time, “I am. I love him and I want this…” “But…” “But what if I freak out? After what happened to me I haven’t done anything besides scare people away.” 

An undertone of anger transforms Felix’s angelic face into something you only see when he gets defensive of you. What happened to you in your past, what the people you thought were your friends blamed you for, wasn’t your fault. And every time he’s reminded that anyone’s ever made you feel like it was he wants to make them pay for it. Putting his own anger aside, he takes you by the hand, grounding you before you slip away.

“You haven’t scared anyone away” he promises, “Something terrible happened to you and the people who were supposed to love you failed you because they’re fucking garbage but you have people who care about you now. Like me and Han and the rest of the guys. And Chan most of all. He loves you. We all do.” 

You stare back at him in silence, letting his words soak in. It’s easy to feel alone in this, burying it deep inside out of fear that it’ll be too much for the people. But you don’t have to fear that anymore and that has you wanting to cry all over again. Leaning your head on his shoulder, you give his hand a squeeze, “Thanks for being here, Lix. For taking me in and just...being you. I don’t know where I’d be without you. You’re so special to me” 

Felix lays his arm around your shoulder, feeling tears begin to sneak up on him too, “Oh god, are you trying to make me cry?” “No! I swear I’m not!” you laugh, catching a glimpse of him tilting his head back to chase the tears away. “Nooooo! I can’t show up to a party crying!” he teases, “I’ll never live this down!”

A knock at the front door interrupts Felix’s dramatic scene, bringing your mind right back to where it started. Only now the butterflies in your stomach have calmed down. A frenzy downgraded to a soft Spring flutter. Felix kisses the top of your head, rising from the bed to go answer the door, “I got it. Just give yourself a second, okay?” 

As he disappears down the hall you rush over to the mirror, checking your hair and makeup to make sure it’s flawless. You twirl around in your floral mini dress wondering if the lace at the hem is too formal. Or is the plunging neckline too revealing? “You’re overthinking this. You. Are. Fine” you huff, taking one last look at yourself before heading out to meet Chan.

The two men have already dug themselves deep into a conversation that becomes irrelevant once Chan lays eyes on you. “Baby, hi!” he beams, welcoming you into the coziest hug on the planet. “You look beautiful as always.” “Cut it out” you giggle, hands caressing his cheeks to pull him in for a kiss. Felix holds his stomach, making gagging noises, “I need to get out of here before I throw up.”

Chan slaps Felix on the back of the head as he slips out of the door, never breaking from your kiss. “Thanks. For. Coming” you whisper between Chan’s full pink lips. He presses you against the closed door, holding you like something delicate and precious. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I? You said you needed to talk and—” He takes a step back, the small glimpse he caught of your slightly red eyes enough to make him worry. “You’ve been crying. Did something happen? Did someone hurt you?”

Your best friend may be defensive of you but the way your boyfriend gets is a different beast entirely. One that’s still on its leash but won’t be for long if you don’t do something. You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you, “Hey, calm down. Nothing happened. I’m okay. It’s just—” You run your hands down his chest, feeling the defined muscle tense beneath his thin black shirt. “Let’s go talk in my room, okay?” you smile, kissing him on the bridge of his nose. Your plush lips, scented with a sweet peach lip balm, tickle enough to disarm him. “Okay?” Chan nods, taking you by the hand, “Okay.” 

You take your time leading him back to your bedroom, enjoying how he stares at you when he thinks you aren’t looking. There’s something about knowing that he longs for you even in those moments you can’t perceive it that makes you feel special in ways he may not even know. Sitting him down on the bed, you straddle him, your arms thrown over his shoulders once more as he cradles you at the waist. “We’re here. Now tell me why you’re crying” he says, wasting no time getting to the point.

“I was crying.”

“Oh, okay then, why were you crying?”

“I detect sass in your voice.”

“I’m sassy because you’re stalling.”

There’s nothing you can say to that. You are stalling and you aren’t even sure why. Chan knows what you’ve been through and why that’s made it difficult for you to open up sexually. He’s never rushed you or pressed the issue. All that matters to him is that you feel safe. Sex isn’t why he’s with you and he’ll wait as long as you need for things to get there. You, on the other hand, are done waiting. 

“I want you to make love to me” you spit out, knowing no other way to say it, “and I was crying because I’m nervous.” “Baby, we don’t have to. You know that. We can wait” he says, terrified that he might’ve made you feel rushed. You stroke the nape of his neck, bringing your lips to his. “I don’t wanna wait, Chan. I want you. Do you want me too?” A silly question if there ever was one. Does he want you too? There’s never been a time when he hasn’t.

The spark from your first kiss all those months ago lit a fire within him that’s been smoldering ever since. He’s longed for this moment on quiet nights alone in his room. Longed to at last let the fire engulf him. Engulf both of you. Chan lays you back on the bed, positioning your head comfortably amongst the pillows before trailing kisses down your neck. You snake your fingers between silken strands of his hair as parted lips skim your collarbone, your body buzzing from the contact. His tongue dips between your breasts, delighting in the taste while his hands shape your tender thighs beneath their touch.

His thumb grazes your panty line, making your body jerk and arch. “Please” you whine, begging him to touch you where he never has. That moisture pooling in the cotton of your panties. You want him to feel it. Chan’s thumb dips further between your thighs, tracing the outline of your pussy through your panties. He bites down on his lip, his groans nearly undetectable. You’re wet enough that the material’s clinging to you like a second skin. He can feel everything. Your dripping entrance. Your petal soft folds. Your stiff, twitchy little clit. 

“Need to taste you” he whispers, disappearing below your waist. He’s so impatient—so needy—that there’s simply no time to take the wrapper off to get to the candy. He pushes your dress up, his fingers tugging your panties to the side. “Fuck, it’s so pretty” he gasps, diving in face first. Hearing him hum and groan is almost as amazing as having his tongue jutting in and out of you. You grip the sheets, tiny dots of color peppering your vision. How can anything feel this good?

Chan’s tongue flexes around your clit working in tandem with his jaw to fill your core with pleasure. Your senses are overwhelmed, disorienting you enough that you don’t even notice when your panties have finally come off. “Channie. Oh my god, yes!” you moan when his middle finger presses into you. He takes his time, rotating his wrist to get as deep into your dripping walls as he can. You’re so tight, the ridges along your walls are such a work of art, that he has to slip another finger in. The stretch makes you salivate, your hips bucking to ride his face.

“That’s it, baby. You like that? Like when I stretch you out?” he grins, slurping at your pussy, his fingers curling and spreading to stretch you even more. “Fuck, yes! I love it! Love it so much!” Tugging at his hair, you guide him up to face you. The sight of him on top of you, his lids heavy with lust, his face covered in your juices, is heavenly. Chan kisses you hungrily, desperate to consume every bit of you. Bringing your arm between the two of you, you lift the band of his sweatpants to stroke the throbbing cock that’s already sprung free of his boxers.

Your fingers are like magic, running down his shaft, rubbing the underside of his sensitive tip. “Take them off” you demand, “Need to feel you, Channie.” Your wish is his command. They’re off. The pants. The boxers. Now there’s nothing to separate you. Nothing to keep his length from dragging along your warmth, getting nice and slick before the head of his cock’s pressing at your entrance. You wrap your legs around his waist, controlling how much of him you take. Every inch has you quivering more than the last, the tremors strong enough that he doesn’t even have to move to hit your sweet spot once you’re completely full.

“I love you” he whispers, cupping your cheek as he rocks in and out of you. “I love you too.” You stay just like this for what feels like forever. Kissing, smiling, whispering the sweetest things to each other as his hips snap against yours. It’s only a matter of time before your stomach’s doing backflips, that familiar pressure flooding your lower half. “Faster, ah, fuck, so close,” you say in the cutest voice. Chan grabs one of your legs, pressing it to your chest as he plunges even deeper making you cum around him.

Your walls are pulsing, nails clawing at his shirt. You call out his name in the only voice he ever wants to hear speak it ever again and he loses it. He pulls out of you, his left hand stroking his length, leaving warm drops of his seed along your inner thigh until there’s nothing left. Collapsing beside you, he wraps you in his arms, kissing you in the afterglow. “You okay?” he asks, already massaging your thigh to prevent cramps. “I’m better than okay” you smile, staring back at him lovingly. “Just checking. I’m here to take care of you, yeah?” You just nod, burying your face in his neck, safe in the knowledge that, yeah, he is and always will be. 

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Hi! First of all i just wanted to say that i really love your writing style and your works❤️, i always have such a warm feeling inside me when i am reading your works😊 and second i apologize for any mistake cuz English is not my first language and you can ignore this ask.

I was wondering if you could do skz reaction to their idol!crush who is very respected in the industry that never ever does tiktok challenges with any other idols (aside from their members if they are not a soloist) wanting and asking to specifically do idk the s class challenge (i can't think of anything else🥲) with the members.

thank you so much, i'm so happy you enjoy my works !!

sorry this took me so long, but i hope you are doing well !!

all the love ~ lunar

SKZ React to Idol S/O Asking to do a Tiktok Challenge With Them

Chan

Chan knows that you only do Tiktok challenges with your group, so when you ask if you can record the two of you doing their S-Class challenge, he can't hide the shock he has. of course, he is more than willing to do the challenge with you, and honestly he has been wanting to since the challenge was released, but he never thought you would come to him asking, he thought he would have to ask you. when it finally settles in his head, he calmly brings you into the most comforting hug and says "i thought you'd never ask, lets go now!" he's calm, but there's no doubt he's excited to do a challenge with you!

Lee Know

Like Chan, he would be a little shocked that you are asking someone outside of your group to do a challenge with you, but honestly, he's not all that phased. if anything, he's happy that he gets to be the first person outside of your group to record a challenge with you. he knows that it could start dating rumors, but he really doesn't care, he's just happy that you asked him of all people, yet he still wont show how excited he truly is (spoiler, his heart is running in circles around his chest)

Changbin

the excitement this man has omg, you'll have to wait a good 10 minutes for him to calm down before he gives you a verbal answer. he would say something like "no way, my baby wants to do a challenge with me? how could i ever say no? hahaha all the other guys suck, im the first person outside of her group who gets to do a challenge with her!" he is like a child in a candy store, and when he calms down, he makes sure to tell you how special this is to him, knowing that you only ever do challenges with your group. pulls you into the tightest hug, and takes you to the studio (secretly the two of you record more challenges, but only post S-Class)

Hyunjin

thinks absolutely nothing of it, until he remembers that you only ever do challenges with your group, and he would have this realization right in the middle of recording it. like he would stop everything and just stare at you, mid recording, and would have to start all over again. once he does remember, omg he is so over the top happy. picks you up and spins you around telling you how honored he feels to be the first person you are doing a challenge with outside of your group, and tells you how happy you make him. once he finally gets it out, the two of you can finally record the challenge together.

Han

his brain straight stops functioning for a few minutes. the second you ask if the two of you can do the S-Class challenge, he's thinking about all of the conversations where you have told him you only do challenges with your group, or thinking about the potential dating scandal that could come from this, even thinking about the possibility that he messes up his own dance and embarrasses himself... once he comes back to reality, he acts all confident and unfazed, though he's really freaking out on the inside, but he is more than willing to join you, and is really happy that you asked him over anyone else!

Felix

sweet baby angel has no hesitation saying yes to you, like he does with everything else. he would ask if you're sure about recording a challenge with him, knowing that you only do challenges with you group, but once he knows you're all in, he's all in with you. he simply can't say no to you, but if it was something you are not comfortable with, he wouldn't do it. smiling the entire time, cause he finally gets to do a challenge with his baby, and he's over the moon happy that he is the only other person you have ever done a challenge with.

Seungmin

completely unfazed. he knows that you only do challenges with your group, but the fact that you are asking him means that you are okay with it, so he's not going to think too much about it. after recording, he would make sure that this was on your terms, rather than having someone tell you that you have to do this, but once he finds out it was your idea, again he's unfazed (secretly has butterflies fluttering throughout his entire body, but nobody gets to know that...)

I.N

I.N is another one who would be unfazed, though he might ask more questions before recording. he knows you are strong and that you wouldn't do anything that you are not comfortable with, so he will check before hand and make sure it is something you are okay with. after, he shows a little bit of excitement, knowing that he is literally the only person you have done a challenge with outside of your group. feels an overwhelming warmth in his heart for you, and makes sure you know how happy this made him, without showing too much PDA of course.

[volturiprincess]

My delusional mind at 12 am series, part I'm not sure:

Currently I working on a one shot for Paul when I thought about "New Moon". More specifically when we are introduce to the Volturi, that scene is literally my favorite scene of all time. There are to many reasons why I love it so much, I get to see my Mountain of a man Felix for the first time in this part.

Ugh the way I literally melt when him and Demetri show up is insane. I absolutely love him here, my heart literally skips multiple beats, and Demetri is just so elegantly beautiful here. With Demetri and Felix, one is just elegantly beautiful while the other is just a total hunk of a man, words cannot further explain their beauty. But what doesnt help is right when I'm trying to calm down my excitement over Felix, freaking Alec is introduce ("Such a clever girl", 🫠)

The eye movement gets me weak in the knees every freaking single time, he's perfect along with Jane of course.

But what i really want to say is the fight between Felix and Edward had me on a chokehold. Edward had no chance in winning against Felix, like he probably thought "Alright I'm quick, I could catch him off guard and take him down easily", I thought "Sweetie no, Felix is a beast of man, he can take you down in a minute but he decided to give you a somewhat of a chance by letting it play out for that long". Hands down my favorite clip of Felix, it was the scene that weirdly made my heart belong to Felix. And now I am here hopelessly devoted to him and in love with him.

Damn, now thats a man right there, being approach like this by a man like him will make me unresponsive and I will not be able to focus on anything else but him 🥰

[goquokka00]

Stray Kids on Weed

The Seungmin Strain In which the love of their life smokes the mary jane, and they give it a shot for the first time...

Bangchan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin Jisung | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

A Few Notes: This is purely just supposed to be funny and a joke. I've also never been high and while I am friends with those who have either tried weed or do weed on the regular, I only know so much. So please just bear with me and have a good laugh, okay? Okay. Love you guys ❤️❤️❤️

If I'm going to be completely and totally hones, I don't think Seungmin would be up for trying weed at first. The fact that you smoked already was something he didn't like one bit. But he wasn't exactly aware of the many ways of getting weed in the system. And so when you introduced him to edibles that your friend had made and sent you home with it, Seungmin was willing to give it a shot, so long as you took one with him.

And you did. And let's just say you didn't regret it one bit, because Seungmin high was something that you didn't realize you had to experience until it happened.

You see, at first you didn't actually know if he was feeling the effects of the high. He was just kind of sitting there, not really reacting in strange ways like you thought he would. He was still straight faced, a bit snarky, typical Seungmin.

But then, out of completely nowhere, Seungmin started sobbing. Why? You don't know. Neither did Seungmin. And once you got him calm, he went back to being his normal self. And immediately, you figured out his high symptom.

This mother fucker was random at all hell. He would go from being so incredibly quiet, not saying a whole lot, but then right as you have a moment of silence, Seungmin will just randomly burst out laughing. There's nothing that causes the laughter, he just...does it. Same thing with any other emotion. It just happens on complete and total random.

Not only that, but Seungmin sees shit, too. That's probably why he has the random emotion shit he does. Like, one time, you asked him if he was doing okay, and he only responded with, "don't freak out, but like, you have so many spiders on you right now. You're covered, do-do you want me to go and get bug spray for that? Wait, are they poisonous?!"

Other times, he mentions that he can smell colors, or hear smells. He's just...he's not Seungmin anymore. That's for damn sure.

So, will Seungmin go back to weed? I feel like he'd only do it on very, very, very rare occasions. Maybe celebrations with only you and him, or if he's that desperate for an out. But I don't really see him doing it any other time.

Hey! Firstly, thank you so much for reading this post, and I really hope you enjoyed! If you did, please like, reblog, or comment so I can see how I'm doing with writing and getting feedback! I hope you have a lovely day! Sleep well, stay in good health, and eat something if you haven't! ❤️❤️❤️

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[nonconstories]

Humbly requesting the pumpkin-headed monsters as a snippet, that one seems timely (and man am I happy to see you writing again!)

Pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins pumpkins

Click under the cut for a high school bully (cis guy) getting railed by three pumpkin headed monsters in a moonlit field. It is NOT romantic! Rape, vine bondage, demonic possession, pumpkin dicks! What else could you want???

Word Count 2.9k

Lynn Underwood is possessed by the Devil. Everybody knows that. Well, everybody who goes to Kettles Memorial High School knows that, at least. Lynn Underwood is possessed by the Devil, and her brother Felix is a warlock, and her mother is dead, and her father hasn't left the house in years. The house in question sat perched atop a steep hill, overlooking a shallow ravine and the dirty creek that ran through it, and its appearance did little to dissuade the rumors about the family inside. Every inch of the shuttered windows and an uneven roof and a wrap-around porch were covered in ivy and snarled rose vines, and, every Autumn, the property became dotted with pumpkins of every size and shade. If it wasn't for the pumpkins, the Underwoods might have been shunned entirely; but Halloween comes every year, and people need jack o lanterns, and the Underwoods barely charged a thing.

Gunnar Middleson had learned all of this after his family moved into the semi-rural township. Despite his mother's high hopes (and his father's grave warnings) Gunnar had not changed the "behavior" that got him kicked out of both school districts in their previous town. Had, in fact, picked it right back up on day three at Kettles, when he decided to see what, exactly, was in the creepy kid's back-pack.

"Gimmie that," he'd said, and grabbed the top handle of Felix's back-pack, bringing the gawky, droopy eyed freak to an abrupt stop. His free had had grabbed Felix by the scruff of his neck and shoved him forward, hard, while also yanking the bag backwards. With a strangled grunt, Felix had gone sprawling on the walk outside school, and several other students had gasped. Gunnar had ignored them as he unzipped the bag and dumped it out all over the ground and Felix's legs as he struggled to push himself off the filthy concrete.

Half a dozen books covered in strange words and stranger pictures, bundles of dried plants and flowers, weird rocks, jewelry, random things of twine and tape, and couple of leather bags on straps. "Delicate--" Felix spat over his shoulder, and Gunnar hadn't yet noticed his bloody nose or busted lips.

"Holy shit! They weren't lying, you're an actual whack job, huh?" Contemptuously, he kicked at the random shit, and watched Felix heave himself to his feet. "Oooooh. You gotta tie your shoes tighter, bro. Your face is all jacked up."

Hard gray eyes stared at him, and more blood had oozed from his hawkish (and rapidly swelling) nose. "Apologize," Felix had spat, before dropping to his knees to begin gathering his things. Gunnar had promptly kicked him in the gut, knocking him flat on his back, and then stepped over him to head inside. "Apologize, or I fucking swear--" Felix had shouted after him, as whispers swirled anxiously through the crowd.

Gunnar didn't apologize. Instead, he made Felix his new hobby, and, to their credit, the other students really did try to interfere.

Meaning that, over the next few weeks, Gunnar had gotten the story in chunks and snippets and a few dramatic re-enactments from particularly hyped-up students. When Felix and Lynn were in the second grade, their creepy ass mom had drowned herself in the creepy ass crick below their creepy ass house. Then in fourth grade, Lynn had started having fits. Violent outbursts. Would speak in tongues and kill animals and threaten other students. When she nearly stabbed her teacher to death, that was that. Off to kiddie version of the nuthouse for Lynn until she was stable enough for home-schooling.

Everybody had seemed oddly...obligated to tell him this, and when he'd impatiently ask what that had to do with him flushing Felix's phone down the shitter or hurling his lunch into busy traffic or whatever...things got even weirder.

"He can talk to it," one girl had hissed, glancing furtively around the library they'd both been confined to for in-school suspension.

"To WHAT?"

"The thing inside his sister! The Devil, or whatever, he can TALK TO IT and--" A teacher coming back had interrupted her, and after that, her nerve was gone and not coming back.

Another had said, "He's dangerous, he's unstable, don't fucking needle him."

And yet another had replied simply: "He's a warlock. He can hurt you much, much worse than you can hurt him."

"Oh? Yeah? Then, why the fuck hasn't he?"

Which brings us right up to the present, where Gunnar found himself waking up in the Underwood's pumpkin patch. Brilliant moonlight had bathed everything in eerie silver, and Gunnar looked around, trying to blink his bedroom back into existence. "Wha--" He cut himself off with a cough, his mouth and throat oddly dry. His feet, sockless and a tad sweaty, slid back and forth in his ratty boots, and he looked down, trying to remember why he'd gone outside and walked all this way in just his sweatpants and shoes. "Why--"

His head felt strange, and it took some effort to move his feet. He started walking towards the house, before abruptly realizing that was probably a bad idea. He felt his sagging pockets for his phone. No luck. Looking over his shoulder, he could see the ravine, a toothless maw of darkness, and couldn't stop himself from thinking of the boy in his chem class. Kieran had solemnly insisted that Mary-Beth Underwood haunted Shivering Creek, that he had seen her more than once, and that her spirit was far from peaceful. In the other direction lay the road. Not as dark, but long, and isolated, and that didn't seem particularly safe either. For the first time in a long time, Gunnar felt small and frightened.

Grass rustled behind him, and he whirled in place. Nothing. Nothing but pumpkins, and the house, which leered at him from the crown of the hill, looking more like a jack o lantern than a building. Gunnar warred with himself, trying to talk himself into walking up to the front door and banging on it until Andrew Underwood woke up and helped him. He had no idea what he'd do if Felix answered the door. If Lynn answered, he'd probably sprint downhill and take his chances with her mom's ghost.

He started to take a step towards the downright terrifying porch, but another rustle of grass and pumpkin vines had him freezing in place again. Heart racing, body cold with adrenaline, he looked around frantically, praying to spot a raccoon, a turkey, a goddamn coyote would be a welcome sight and...and where was the big one?

Confusion mixing itself up with the fear, Gunnar turned more fully towards the nearest clump of pumpkins, and approached them; there'd been a really big one in the middle, weighing at least ten pounds, as big as a watermelon, bright orange, and now it was gone--

And where was the white one? That had been off to the left? And the oddly mottled yellow-ish one, that had been in front of the main cluster of them. Both of those had been pretty big too, and all three were just...gone, all of a sudden.

Something was wrong.

He had to get to the house. He had to--

And then something heavy and leathery and too cool to be mammalian was wrapping itself around both of his ankles and yanking his feet out from under him. Gunnar screamed as he lost his balance, but managed to catch himself on his forearms. He looked back, kicking frantically, and then screamed again, much, much louder.

He'd found the missing pumpkins.

More vines came slithering forward, winding themselves around his calves and dragging him away from the Underwood house and towards the cluster of nightmares behind him. Three...things, that was the only way he could describe them, things, were crowded together, watching eagerly as he was dragged closer and closer to their greedy, viney claws and gap-toothed, leering mouths. They each stood six to eight feet tall, with bodies made of densely woven vines and tightly packed leaves, long legs and long arms branching off of their dark green torsos. But their heads were the worst. The gourds had been intact, pristine, when he'd seen them moments before. But now, their flesh had split in multiple places, giving them mouths and eyes and noses, all of which leaked pumpkin guts and shone with an unearthly orange light.

Gunnar wailed in horror and panic as the things lifted him from the ground and looked him over. Up close, the pumpkins rippled like human faces, twitching with expression as they inspected their wriggling, helpless catch. It was the white one that had him up in the air, suspended by the grip on his upper arms, and Gunnar thrashed even harder when the mottled yellow reached out and started to run its dirty vine-hands over his bare torso. "PUT ME DOWN."

All three made an odd sound. It was choked and thick and repetitive, and Gunnar had a sinking feeling that was laughter. The yellow one reached down and yanked off his boots, dropping them to the ground. Then it pulled down his pants, and Gunnar screamed again, so loudly it sent several birds fleeing from the nearest trees. Bare naked in the moonlight, Gunnar twisted in midair, trying to avoid the eager, unnatural hands that were roaming across his body. The orange one, the tallest by half a foot, looked at him over Yellow's shoulder, and made a long, heavy hissing sound.

"I'm sorry--" Gunnar babbled, barely realizing he was saying it, as the white one unspooled more vines and trussed him up even further. "Jesus I'm so fucking sorry, please, just let me go, Felix--"

The hands on his body forced him to the ground, on all fours, and the vines anchored into the dirt, binding him in place. He was positioned so he could see the house, could see the light shining through its upstairs windows, could see the silhouette watching him from the nearest one. "Felix--" He wailed again, and tried to crawl away, but the vines held him tight. Those awful hands had found his hips, were stroking them and his thighs indulgently, over and over, and he whimpered in terror. Whichever of the monsters was behind him slithered closer, and he screamed again as something hard and smooth and textured like an uncarved pumpkin slid between his spread and trembling thighs. The thing was huge and long and shaped...shaped like a...

Before Gunnar could look down his body to see what was rutting against his half-hard cock, the other two monsters shuffled into view in front of him, once again making that awful, inhuman laugh. The white pumpkin knelt on its knobbly plant-knees, and Gunnar found himself repeating "No" on a terrified, baffled loop, as it grabbed the back of his head and held it firmly in place. Because the thing had grown a new appendage.

A second, smaller pumpkin dangled between its thighs, shaped like a fucking dick. A dick that the creature was now trying to force into Gunnar's mouth as he fought to get away. The mottled yellow had one too, and it was presumably Orange's dick that was grinding against his own, getting hard despite his best efforts.

His jaw stretched uncomfortably and he moaned in despair as the fake gourd dick filled his mouth, and the pumpkin thing laughed at him again. Behind him, the orange dragged its cock up his taint and pressed the tip against his asshole, and Gunnar couldn't even scream; the white pumpkin had started fucking his mouth, and he couldn't scream past the girth. Not even when the orange one thrust past his rim, miraculously not tearing anything but causing him a shitton of serious discomfort. Gunnar squirmed and bucked but it got him nowhere, and the monsters kept laughing as they spit-roasted him in the dirt. The yellow one got impatient and shoved the white one away, but Gunnar didn't have time to do more than catch his breath before a second hard, inhuman cock was stuffed into his mouth.

The two in front passed his mouth back and forth while the third used his ass, and the vines holding his limbs in place only dug in tighter if he squirmed too much. Tears were running down his face and his dick throbbed between his thighs, completely ignored.

Up in his room, Felix Underwood watched, fairly certain he was in for a much more peaceful school-life, come Monday morning.

[skzfairyyydreamz]

Who is the Sluttiest member of SKZ!?

(i had this silly little thought and i want to hear yalls opinions // this topic IS IN FACT open for debate/ discussion in the comments! // plz plz leave a comment 😂)

So here’s my theory.. 2 of SKZ’s most freak nasty songs are Red Lights AND Taste … and both of these being sub-unit songs that Mr. Freak Nasty Hwang Hyunjin are a part of … SOOOO IMO THE ONLY CORRECT ANSWER HAS TO BE HYUNJIN am i right? or am i RIGHT? 🤔🧐

@hanniemylovelyquokka @milknhoneyracha @tinyelfperson @jiisungllvr @turtledove824 @laylasbunbunny @armystay89 @eclipsemina @4ln-stay8 @lookitsjess ( friends feel free to leave your thoughts and opinions 😅).