#hongbin smut

[sadfragilegirl]

I'm really sad that they don't write for VIXX anymore...I mean there's no new VIXX scenarios on Tumblr and it disappoints me very much.

Like, Tumblr users who wrote for VIXX are either inactive for a very long time while others deactivated their accounts.

~Queennie

[witchakyeon]

❧ 30 | Chabin Oneshot

“I think I’m a little old for birthday parties now, Yeonie.” Hongbin carded his fingers through Hakyeon’s dark, fluffy hair and watched him get comfortable between his spread thighs.

“Baby,” Hakyeon tutted, his breath hitting Hongbin’s cock and making it twitch against his abdomen. “We talked about this. Turning thirty is a big deal, and not in a bad way.”

“Just means I’m old.”

Hakyeon lifted his eyes, soft and wanting, to Hongbin’s flushed face.

“If you mean that in the sense that you get hotter every year, and it makes me want to fuck you until you cry, scream, you��re so overstimulated you can’t come anymore, or all of the above, then, sure. You’re old, gorgeous, and I love you.”

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[1eos]

i shit u not last night a mutual sent me a tweet of a hongbin fan (that is not the joke of the post i swear) saying 90% of all korean fans suck and they do nothing and theyre all awful ppl who are antis of half the group and i justmjtagmagmgagkakgkg you mean to tell me that the KAYpop group that is popular DOMESTICALLY has DOMESTIC fans that do nothing 😭😭😭 americans and europeans deadass think shipping and rpf smut fics are the most important thing you can do. worstie i hate to tell u this but your leaky leo butthole fics did not get love equation like 6 wins

barring black ppl catching strays a la antiblackness i really do understand why international kpop fans are so hated cabuz how u invest another countrys entertainment biz and just shit on the ppl that live there just bc they aren’t dropping 1k on a person they don’t like? and girl the xenophobia…..like yeah imma like the tweet when they call u a roach

[anabsolutemyth]

OT6 Vixx Kink Headcanon

Notes: So many kinks, so little time. Really though, this is my first post here so hopefully it hits the spot with a Starlight or two.

N:

Hard dom who loves to punish, bordering on sadism

Would enjoy intricate shibari. He pulls such fine lines when he’s dancing, he wants to see them on someone else

Sensory deprivation. Hakyeon wants his lover to feel nothing but him, his body, his sensual movements. No distractions.

LEO:

Now, Leo is a bit of a mystery, a double-edged sword. A total switch from start to finish.

Breath play, giving and maybe even receiving. Really though, have you seen his hands? A fine necklace for you right there.

Body worship, 100% giving. He just wants to feel every inch of you with his hands, his lips, his tongue. Your body is his temple and you’re a goddess to him, nothing less.

Did I mention he’s a bit of a masochist? All that pain he suffers at the hands of the evil maknae, he’ll take it in his stride in the bedroom. Make that beautiful voice sing for you in gasps and whimpers.

KEN:

Oh Ken, he likes to be on the receiving end. The most well behaved sub you’ll ever lay your hands on.

Edging. My god, edge him for hours, he’ll be a complete mess. When you finally let him come he’ll be repeating “Thank you Miss” like a mantra until he runs out of breath.

I can see him being into the more domestic side of domme/sub relationships. Acts of service are very fulfilling for him.

RAVI:

Low-key a bit of a perv. Voyeurism is his bag. He’d love to watch you get yourself off with his name on your lips.

Cuckolding. He’s secure enough in himself that watching you with someone else is just a massive turn on. Bonus points if it’s one of his groupmates.

Face sitting. We all know he’s got a quick tongue and he just wants to put it to good use, so ride his face until he’s bucking his hips in desperation.

HONGBIN:

Loves the finer things in life. Dress up in a pair of heels, a corset, and some lovely stockings and he’ll pounce before you get the chance to utter a single syllable.

A bit of an exhibitionist. Start massaging his thighs under the table in a busy bar or club and he’ll be hard in no time, then get really risky and start stroking him. How long can he keep his poker face going...

He likes to fuck clothed as well. Always wanting to look his best, he’s going to take you dressed in his best fitted suit.

HYUK:

Sensation play. Hyuk is a sweet soul and he’ll treat you well but that doesn’t mean he won’t leave you cursing as he slowly runs an ice cube over your clit or a feather over your nipples.

Actually a bit of a perv as well. Expect Hyuk to be happy to oblige Ravi in his cuckolding adventures.

Gentle bondage. Nothing like N’s artwork, but he’d love to tie your hands to the headboard with silk to keep you from pushing him away when he goes down on you again after you’ve already been through one body-trembling orgasm.

[seokmattchuus]

How Vixx would finger you - Reaction

A/n: This kinda sucks but like, I couldn’t do any better. My brain used up all the smut juice on my other fics.

- Requested -

Hakyeon: Switches between fast and slow paces because he wants to tease but also to make you needy. Most likely won’t ever let you cum from his fingers unless it’s a punishment.

“You want to cum, don’t you?” He cooed with a pout as his fingers slowed down. “Too bad you’ll have to wait.”

Taekwoon: Loves to watch your reactions, whether in awe or pride. Likes to see how much of an affect he has on you. He’ll let you cum if you ask nicely, maybe beg a bit, but might deny you a few times just because he can.

“You can’t cum just yet.” He tsked, his fingers keeping their pace. “And if you do, I’m not fucking you for the next month.”

Jaehwan: Lowkey only does it when your needy but he isn’t. Like if you’re bugging him for it but he’s not in the mood. This way, he can get you off and also get himself in the mood, y’know?

“My pretty little baby,” He cooed, his thumb lightly flicking your clit. “Go ahead and cum for me.”

Wonsik: Uses it to get you worked up when he’s needy because his self control most likely snaps and he’d be too impatient to drag it out.

“Fuck, I can’t stand it anymore,” He groaned as he slid his fingers out of you. “I need to be inside you.”

Hongbin: Knows you love his fingers and teases you about it because he never gets tired of testing just how much you’ll put up with.

“You love my fingers, don’t you?” He cocked a brow, watching as you nodded. “Too bad you can’t have them just yet.”

Sanghyuk: Slow and teasing on the regular but isn’t scared to be merciless. Especially if you’re acting up. Really into edging.

“You look so pretty like this.” He licked his lips, watching as you squirmed. “I could keep this up all night.”

[kpoptrashlord-007]

The Punishment;; LHB

Word Count;; 1.4k

Genre;; Suggestive

Pairing;; Hongbin x Reader

Summary;; “It’s my understanding you want to be punished, correct?”

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A little birthday fic for our Hongbinnie while we wait for him to return and start streaming once more. 

Notes;; Not my best but I miss him too much not to write something.

My Masterlist

   "Don't come here! Just go!"

   Sparing a brief glance at your boyfriend, you shook your head at his outburst. It wasn't the first and it wouldn't be the last. His mood remained playful and he was still up to his usual antics which was great for his viewers but not so great for you. Most of his Twitch streams lasted for a few hours and your current position left you stranded just outside the webcam view.

   A deep, devious chuckle brought your attention back to Hongbin. Clad in a loose white shirt and armed with a large water bottle, he was without a doubt causing trouble in whichever virtual world was unfortunate enough to host him. His black hair should have looked a mess as he had rolled straight out of bed and onto his gaming chair but instead it resembled silk, smooth and shiny without effort. With nary a blemish and minimal black rings under his eyes, it pleased you to see that last night had left him well-rested.

   "You cannot pass," he spoke into his headset, a sing-song lilt in his tone. "Ah, let me give you an express ticket out of the server."

   From your position on the bed, you were too far away from the screen to catch a glimpse of the game he was playing and with his earphones plugged in, you couldn't even hear anything. All you could do was stare at him and his animated reactions. Most of the time he laughed, clearly planning something mischievous, with the occasion irritated groan sprinkled in. He was having fun and this was enough to entertain you… well, at least for about twenty-five minutes until you realised your phone wasn't where you had left it on the nightstand. Even you had your limits and that limit was met when you saw your screen light up out of the webcam's view on the other side of the room.

   It was a form of silent punishment and the reason behind it was pointless. As far as you had known, he hadn't any plans for the morning and you wanted to sleep in. What's the crime in resting for a little longer? So you might have snoozed the alarm that was his gentle nudges three times too many but that didn't mean you should have to wait here for him to take mercy on you and turn the stream off. He could easily spend eight hours gaming - did he really expect you to stay quiet that whole time? At this rate you wouldn't even last an hour.

   After another playful outburst of jabs at his opponents, it was time to make your move. You had no intention of waiting any longer so you stood tall and signalled for his attention. Maintaining a poker face, he continued with his game. Needing to do something more drastic, you opted to wave your hands over your head. Still no response. Adding a little more enthusiasm, you started to jump on the spot. Doing your best to land without a sound proved detrimental when you bumped backwards into the bed and slipped on the sheets, falling flat against the wall.

   Only a fool would have thought the incident could go unnoticed by not only Hongbin but his viewers as well. The very wall itself had shaken from the impact, the tremor passing through to his computer monitor as it wobbled like a leaf in the wind. Snapping your head in his direction fast enough to crack your neck, you met his gaze for a mere second before he refocused on the game… which was now a black screen with a message that indicated defeat.

   Had that glance been enough to lose the game? Was it your fault? More importantly, had he expected to win that match and how irritated would he now be at the sudden defeat? By the way he gripped his water bottle until his knuckles turned white while guzzling down several gulps, there was a good chance you had cost him a victory.

   All evidence of agitation vanished, however, once the drink was placed back on the table. There was a light smile on his lips as he scanned through some comments. He laughed here and there at the remarks about his noisy neighbours and how he should request compensation for the loss. On the surface, he seemed to have moved on but you knew better.

   He was seething.

   "Should I complain to them?" He laughed again, the sound tighter than before. "Aish, I need a quick break. I'll restart the stream in half an hour."

   With that he yanked out his earphones. Disconnecting from Twitch and turning the game off, he turned to you. Sitting on the bed with your hands in your lap, you flashed him an apologetic smile. All he offered in return was an eye roll before standing to stretch. Mimicking his actions, you swayed from side to side in an attempt to work out the tension building in your neck. When he switched to bending and flicking his fingers to increase circulation and prevent cramping, you followed his lead.

   He sighed. "Are you okay? You hit the wall hard."

   "Oh, you noticed that?"

   "Hard not to notice a mini earthquake."

   "Shut up," you scoffed, throwing a pillow at him, halting his brief walk to stand in front of you. He caught it with one hand and shook his head, pointing an accusatory finger at you.

   "Me? You're the one being noisy while other people are working."

   "'Working'."

   The pillow landed back in its rightful spot at the top of the bed. Before you had a chance to blink, Hongbin occupied the space in front of you. A mischievous glint shone within his dark eyes as he ran his fingers down the length of your arm. Smirking at the way you shivered in direct response to his light caresses, he inched forward until your legs met the edge of the bed. Falling back against the plush bed, you gasped when he dropped down to hover above you. Encaging you back on the bed, he brushed his lips against your collarbone.

   "Did you miss me?"

   "I missed my phone."

   "Why?"

   "What do you mean, 'why'? I was bored."

   "Bored? I thought you wanted to sleep."

   Your retort died in your throat when you felt his teeth bear down on your shoulder. Lowering his body against yours, his hips jutted against yours upon hearing your gasp, a mix of pain and pleasure contorting the sound into a moan. Soft kisses contrasted the harsh nips he littered your skin with in his pursuit of your lips. Further exposing the sensitive expanse of your neck, you turned your head from him.

   "And I thought you wanted to punish me."

   "I would never," he teased, emphasizing his point once more with a sharp thrust. His nails dragged down your sides leaving a visible trail in their wake before his fingers found purchase on your hips, digging into the supple flesh until crescents bloomed. He took advantage of the growing desire fogging your mind to tilt your head back to center. Chaste kisses marked the sweet side of his affection before he dived right back into his carnal side, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth until the haze lifted from your eyes and you refocused on him.

   His hand cradled your cheek. There was warmth in his touch and you felt yourself melt into his hold. For the first time since you had woken, he wore his million dollar smile. It was genuine and dazzling. A thousand words could be exchanged with that single smile.

   It was your turn to chase but even with your hands interlocked around his neck, his lips evaded yours. When you lifted to meet him halfway, he chose to bypass your awaiting kiss and instead leaned down toward your ear. Warm air tickled your earlobe. Suspicion began to fester where hot anticipation once coiled deep inside the pit of your stomach. Before he even spoke you knew he was up to something.

   "Time to get back to the stream."

   "Huh?"

   Pushing himself off the bed, he smirked as he looked down toward you. The teasing sparkle in his eyes fueled your loud protests, all of which fell against indifferent ears. "Your phone is next to mine. You can grab it on the way out-" he nodded toward the door before kneeling in front of you, "-unless you plan on staying. It's my understanding that you want to be punished, correct?"

[suhoerections]

Scent

⟹ Genre: Yazuka/Mafia!AU || Smut || 

⟹ Word Count: 2.2k

⟹ Pairing: Hongbin x reader

⟹ Warnings: Drug use || Mentions of drugs || Strong Yazuka/Mafia themes || Explicit sex || Unprotected sex || 

⟹ Summary:  The voice in your head was screaming no, yet his scent, the misty swirl that locked you in his daze, said yes

part of the VIXX Parallel Collab  hosted by @uwugalore , I chose the song Scentist to use as a base of this fic

The night was so cold. It was the first thing you noticed as you walked down the dark alleyway. 

Perhaps it was because your clothes were scant - the short dress was just catching the curve of your ass, the thin fabric being held to your frame by spaghetti straps that left you open to the sharp cold of the night.

The scent of the alleyway was the first thing you noticed, the damp trash and smell of piss lingered in your nose as you walked briskly toward the darkened end. Your face instinctively scrunched in disgust as the smell heightened. 

Relief washed over you as you reached your destination. The metal door was brown with rust at the edges and looked like it could barely open, yet you still knocked. 

It was loud in the dark alleyway, but was concealed by the bustling city the secret corner resided in. It was answered quickly though, the hallway dark and concealed as a man stood at the door. 

He was dressed in a suit, the white shirt matching his white hair which was a contrast to the navy jacket and matching slacks. The outfit was obviously tailored to fit his broad figure, the delicate chains attached to his suit accentuated the professionality this stranger carried himself with. He said nothing as he opened the door wider for you, a silent invitation for you to enter, which you accepted, neither of you speaking as he lead you down the darkened hallway. 

He was handsome, filled out and muscular, rings adorned his fingers while his sharp and stern features added to his cold demeanour. 

Though despite his coldness you could still notice the way his eyes lingered on your curves, how his gaze was steely yet clouded with an arousal you seemed to ignite in a lot of men. Noticing this wasn’t you being cocky - it was part of your job within the Yakuza family, Sumiyoshi-kai - to seduce targets, scope them out for information. And you knew you were good at your job as you were the favorite of the boss’ son. 

The stranger lead you towards the end of the darkened hallway, walking you down cemented stairs and into a basement room with cement walls, another metal door and a dim light that dangled from the ceiling of the small space. 

“Strip,” His voice was steel much like himself, his gaze situated on your face as he commanded you, “We can’t have any bugs or wires on anyone going in.” 

You cocked an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at your lips as you slipped the thin straps off your shoulders, “Most people take me out for dinner first,” you responded, letting your small dress fall to the floor and reveal your naked form underneath. 

His gaze raked down your body, eyes widening a bit as he realised you were bare underneath, yet that was the only reaction you got out of him. 

“You’re clear,” He spoke the words gruffly, still watching your body as you redressed. 

Though he was quick to turn around once the dress was back on your body, his thumb pressing against a finger scanner that allowed him access through the door. He held it open for you, gesturing for you to walk in.

The room was white; the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the lighting, the appliances - all a sterile bleached tone that hurt your eyes to look at. Though there were spots of red as you realised the room was half dedicated to displaying a red substance within skull shaped glasses along a large shelf which took up the back wall. The centrepiece of the room seemed to be an encased dead tree along with metre high pillars that had the same liquid filled skulls sat atop them. There was also a strange piano sat off to the other side with tubing and jars filled with the same red substance attached to it, which only heightened your curiosity toward the set up.

The whole setting intrigued you, yet you didn’t question it as you walked in, letting the stranger lead you to a door off to the back corner.

“He’s waiting for you in there,” His tone was still gruff, not wavering as he knocked on the white surface to let the man inside know you were there. 

The person inside opened the door, his expression just as steely and stagnant as the white haired man that led you in. Though as you studied his features, you couldn’t help but feel more attracted to him, his eyes held a sparkle to them that the other man didn’t have, one that said he was more willing to play with you. 

He said something to the stranger that guided you in another language, you figured it was korean considering they were a korean group working for the biggest yakuza organisation.

“Come in,” He spoke to you, his blue shaded hair falling around his eyes as he opened the door wider for you to walk in. 

You nodded in response, following him into the room after him. A sense of shock and numbness gripped your body as the scent of the room hit you. It was sweet and intoxicating, reeling you and winding you up as you breathed it in deeper. There was a hue to the room that made it seem to pulsate, as if it was alive and breathing the same swirls of air as you.

“I believe you’re here on interest towards our product,” His voice was as intoxicating as the smell, your body turning to face him. He was handsome, attractive in the carefree way he lounged against the wall and let the mussed blue strands of hair fall around his eyes. 

“Yes, my friend is a subordinate within the Yamaguchi-gumi, he asked me to come here for him,” Your tone was unbothered, matching the demeanour of the man in front of you.

“What’s your name?” He pushed himself off the wall, closing the gap between you both to grab your jaw gently, the pads of his fingers craning your neck and making you look into his eyes.

“y/n,” You kept calm, your body used to men touching you without asking.

“What were you told exactly about the drug that we’re selling, y/n?” His eyes looked into your own, as if he was trying to read your thoughts through the orbs. 

“I wasn’t told anything about, really.” Your voice was breathless, the scent of this stranger hitting you with such an intensity you could barely breathe. It was captivating, making your body desperate to itch closer; to touch, to explore, to taste, he was pulling you in with just the smell. 

“It's not a regular drug, sweetheart,” His hand slipped from your jaw to trailing down your hip, the fingertips dancing across the thin fabric, “It's not for getting yourself high,” He leant toward you slightly, bringing his body closer to yours as his lips brushed against the shell of your ear, “Its for getting others high.” 

You were confused at the statement, your brow furrowing as you let the words register in your brain, “But that doesn’t make sense?”

The stranger chuckled, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled you flush against his body, “Can I show you, sweetheart?” His lips ran across your jaw, placing a chaste kiss to the skin as he felt you melt beneath his touch. 

“Y-Yes,” You were under the haze, letting him take control as he guided you backwards until the cold sting of unforgiving metal dug into the curve of your ass. The stranger’s fingers danced along your inner thigh as he lifted you onto the metal table you barely had registered was there. 

His lips were on yours, coaxing you toward his body as his fingers slipped under the hem of your dress, pulling the material up your hips and revealing your soaked sex. He couldn’t help but smirk as he relished in the fact you weren’t wearing any underwear. 

You whined into the kiss, your hands desperate to pull the suit jacket off of him, your fingers itching to touch and explore him. Though, he stopped you, his grip tight on your wrists as one of his hands slipped from your hip to pin you against the unforgiving metal.

It was cold and steely as you laid down on the table, your back arching and a whimper falling off your lips as you realised the compromising position you were in. Yet it only added to the fun; the stranger smirking as he brought his finger to swipe down your drenched slit, the action causing a moan to fall off your lips and your nipples to harden against the thin fabric of your dress. 

“Sweetheart,” He accentuated the nickname with a press down on your clit, the dissatisfied bundle sending white hot pleasure coursing through you, “This isn’t a normal drug,” He continued to stroke and play with your clit, making sure you were getting worked up as he spoke, “You see how pleasurable you’re feeling, like nothing else could make you feel this good?”

You whimpered, a muttered ‘yes’ falling off your hips as you continued to grind down onto his thumb, his grip still pinning you in place as he pleased you. The stranger smirked, leaning in to whisper in your ear as he rubbed harder against your desperate core; “That’s the drug.” 

Your body jolted as you registered what he was saying, your thoughts clouded with the pleasure he was giving you yet still confused by what he was saying. “What do you-” 

“You’re from the Sumiyoshi-kai, aren’t you, baby?” His breath was hot on your ear as he spilled your dirty secret, “That's okay, I understand you’re curious why we’re on your territory.”

“H-How-”

“Don’t speak unless I give you permission,” The stranger growled, his thumb pressing harder against your clit as he accentuated his words with the notion, “We have clients in Tokyo… Ones that will give us a lot more money and power in these parts of Japan, sweetie.” 

You swallowed, he was giving you too much information for you to have any chance of leaving this room again. 

“Well, this is just a test run, baby,” He pulled away from your ear, his finger quickening on your clit and causing you to clench around nothing as you felt the build up of an orgasm blossom, “You’ll understand once you get to your climax.” His eyes were dark, relishing in the way your chest heaved and fear painted your features as you could barely understand what was going on. 

“How bad do you want it,” His voice was a growl once more, eyes piercing yours as watched your pussy drip, “How bad do you want me to fill you up?”

Your thoughts were repressed of his previous words as his scent washed over you, the desperate need to feel and touch him overriding your senses once more, “S-So bad,” Your voice was a quiver, hips still grinding against his fingers, “I need you so bad.” 

That was all the stranger needed, his lips curling back into a smirk as he released the grip on your wrists and brought his hands to his pants, being quick to release his hardened member from his slacks. You watched him pull himself out, his palm working up and down his shaft as you sat up; your legs spread and ready to take him on the edge of the table. 

He leant in, his tongue hot and messy on your lips as he kissed you hard, the embrace sloppy and fast paced as he entered you. A moan was all you could suffice into the kiss as you leant back onto the table, one of his hands splayed across your back while the other held onto your hip for leverage. His length was filling you perfectly, your brain blank with any other thoughts rather than this stranger’s dick and how euphoric you felt in that moment. 

His hips snapped against your own, starting a rough pace against the metal table, his own groans and moans mixing with yours as your fingers tangled in the blue strands of his hair. You were already close, the coil in your stomach intensifying as you felt his dick stroke against the spot that had you seeing stars. 

If anything, the smell, the intoxicating and coaxing scent, was heightening the pleasure you felt, the coil twining tighter and tighter every time you breathed in this stranger. His lips were sloppy, leaving a wet trail against your skin as he kissed you messily. 

Your nails scraped against his scalp, your moans becoming louder and more desperate as you felt your high near, the edge to your orgasm building too rapidly for you to comprehend. The stranger knew you were close, his own cock twitching in you to signify his oncoming release. 

Yet, as you came, you could never have prepared your body for the pleasure you felt. One final stroke of his cock had you tumbling over, a loud moan cascading off your lips as your walls constricted tightly around him, a squirt of your essence escaping you as the white hot pleasure of your orgasm took you by storm. The pleasure, the feeling, it was too intense, the orgasm too good as your world went black, vision swimming and your limbs going numb as you felt yourself collapse in the strangers arms. 

And that was all you could remember before everything went black. 

[hakyummy]

rank vixx's oral game? 👀

I got this a couple of days ago and have been pondering over it for ages because I don’t want to rank anyone near the bottom afvgadkdjkfjd. 

Vixx are all loving, GIVING individuals so I feel like they’d all love/enjoy giving oral, but ya know I got to rank them so pls don’t be mad at me if your fave isn’t near the top.

BEST

Wonshik -

idk man, I just went with my gut on this one, as soon as I began writing this I just thought to myself ‘Huh, who would have the best oral game in Vixx?’ and then Wonshik’s face popped into my head and I was like ‘Alright I’m not mad’…

Wonshik is just so versatile man like, imagine he holds down your stomach as he wraps his arms around your thighs, eating you out for dayssss, but then the next day he could be a perfect little slave and just take it while you sit on his face yanno :) 

And just like, if his tongue can move that fast while he’s rapping what else can it do  ( ಠ ͜ʖಠ)

Hongbin - 

I placed Hongbin second because I remember watching Vixx on ASC a couple of years ago and Hyuk said “Hongbin is not greedy with anything” and I know he was talking about food, but my mind goes to a dark place.

In that way I feel like Hongbin would be very generous with oral, whether he was being submissive or dominant. He’d be moaning as he did it, loving the way you respond to him. I just feel like this kid would go HARD and when he’s finished he’d have been sweating already from all his hard work! But as long as it paid off he wouldn’t mind.

Jaehwan -

Jaehwan is so playful I feel like him giving you oral would actually be a lot of fun. Like he’d like to say or do something to make you laugh and while you’re thrown off guard he would just dive in and make you moan out in surprise. kill me

Just his fucking lips man like how can you say Jaehwan WOULDN’T be great at oral. I feel like I’d cum as soon as his lips touched my body tbh lmao

Hakyeon - 

Tbh idk why my mans placed 4th in this! As I said before I don’t think any of them would be bad at oral, we all know how Hakyeon thinks highly of himself so his confidence would make him a King at going down on you. imagine looking down and hakyeon is keeping eye contact while eating you out OK BYE and he’s just smirking while you moan bc he knows how god damn sexy he is ALRIGHT.

Taekwoon -

I only placed Taekwoon here because I don’t think he’d be as skilled and precise with oral, or as confident with his actions ya know. I think he’d still enjoy giving it though, like being so intimate, but also hearing you moans as he sucks and licks will boost his confidence and he’ll experiment more, with different pressures and areas to test what other noises he can make you produce  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Hyuk - 

SOME OF Y’ALL BOUT TO BE REAL MAD AT ME BUT HEAR ME OUT. The only reason I have ranked Sanghyuk last is because I feel like he would prefer fingering over oral (look at those hands boiiii). He could just pleasure you with his hands while his mouth is at other places such as your neck or chest. 

OR maybe when you’ve got to be quiet he kisses you while touching you so he can swallow you moans holy shit that would be hot

WORST

Honestly I’ll probably change my mind tomorrow but for now this is my opinion on who would be best to worst at oral in Vixx 

this was super fun to write so if you want any other vixx rankings or anything quick just send them in and I’ll be happily do them

[darknytemare]

Into the Twisted Depths [A VIXX Parallel Colloboration]

Pairing: Hongbin (Lee Hongbin) [VIXX] x Female OC

VoodooDoll!AU 

Word Count: 2.4k

Genre: fantasy, mythology, horror, dirty-ish/implied/maybe smut

Warnings: Blood, voodoo ritual mentions, gore mentions, pain/sensation ‘play’ mentions

Summary: At a time where the number of Voodoo Dolls is representative of one's power. Hongbin is the 6th Voodoo Doll conjured by a young priestess. He was sent by a powerful deity to keep watch over her. That’s fine until he decides he wants her power.. and her whole existence for himself.    

Note: loa/lwa - the name for the patron spirits/deities of voodoo

Baron Samedi- The loa of the dead [think similar to Hades]

Ayan LaRoche - Voodoo Priestess OC

Ayan was born and raised in the bayou of Louisiana. The dialogue will reflect some 'twang' and spatterings of Creole dialect.

Even though this is for the VIXX Parallel Collaboration, I may continue this as a series. 

What rotten luck was this?!

Hongbin grunted as life, or something like it, suffused into his body. He could feel the ligaments moving as his fingers wiggled in the air. The disdain on his face at the sight of himself was hard to hide. He wobbled like a puppet on a string dangling from a great height.

The substance that ran through his veins slowed as he heard the echo of footsteps. His lip stayed lifted in a half snarl. The guttural sound vibrated against his vocal cords. The push of tension caused his biceps to flex, almost violently, against his shirt.

That was until he saw who was walking toward him.

The shadow of a tophat, the scent of a cigar, and the pasty white painted skull over a brown-skinned face.

He wanted to disappear; to become so small and insignificant that he could forget the sight in front of him.

Every every poppet knew for whom and what purpose they had been created. It was rare that one of the loa bothered. Let alone the Lord of the Dead himself.

"Ah, I see you awake now." The loa smirked at Hongbin's sudden shrink in attitude and demeanor. "Dat's good, dat's good. Nah, I know you might be havin' a question or two 'bout why you here." There was a thick cloud of smoke that lifted from the deity's nostrils.

The smile on Baron Samedi's face gave Hongbin a cold chill. "I need you do sumthin' fah me." The taller man tugged at the bindings holding the voodoo doll aloft.

"I need you to keep an eye on someone fa' me. You see, dis girl? She special. I like her. She gotta lot of learnin' for she can be a power to be reckoned with." Baron Samedi stopped to level a dark umber gaze on Hongbin.

"You need'ta keep the unsavory 'way from her, ya'hear?" The sudden baritone of the deity's voice caused Hongbin's knees to buckle. The overwhelming power filled the room, leaving him only able to nod with wide eyes.

"Good, good. No one gets near her, Hongbin. Do we understand each otha'?" Hongbin nodded vigorously as he swallowed the lump in his throat. The loa smirked while picking an object from a nearby table. He turned toward the dangling puppet with a particular glee dancing in his eyes.

He knew what was coming before Baron Samedi reached him. He could see the sharply jagged edge on the ice pick. His lips flattened into a straight line as he steeled himself for the onslaught.

The pain never bothered him at first. The first initial puncture, scratch, or gouge was nothing at this point. It was the speed of delivery that always killed him. Some of the priests or priestesses were quick with their work. It prevented the pain from building in the doll.

It always made it easier to cause the maximum amount of pain to their intended victim.

But some caused pain to the doll and the victim. They said it was probably as close to watching the deed from far away. It wasn't that way with the loa, unfortunately.

They gave pain, relished in the suffering, and needed the experimentation to learn about humanity.

Samedi was twisted, perverted, and sadistic. This was nothing more than entertainment for him. This was also an early lesson. That he wanted what he wanted.

.....and that he wouldn't accept failure.

Others.

There were never others.

At least not in his time in service, had he seen others. Hongbin heard about those that had been able to conjure more than one doll. There was a time, long ago, when someone had three. That woman was descended from a strong line - the first line. She was a descendant of the one who started everything that would be Voodoo. That woman had children but then moved to Haiti.

Removing herself and her kin from Louisiana due to the state that the art had devolved. It was considered hoodoo, entertainment, and a child's play. That woman returned sometime later with her children in tow.

She had risen in her craft to take on the title of Mambo. The highest and most important places a person can reach. Her children were exceptional, as well. A son, musically gifted, and in tune with nature. A daughter with a wicked streak and a penchant for darker dealings.

He only knew of the woman by one name - The Black Mamba. To the public, though, she was Mambo LaRoche. A formidable woman of high power who understood the balance between the light and dark elements of the craft.

The community was devastated when Hurricane Katrina stole her away from them.

It stole all but one. 

“Wake up.” A lilting purr slithered across the shell of his ear. Hongbin stirred with the sensation of cold metal against his back. The air was thick with incense, blood, and magic. An echo of laughter, drums, and the rush of power caused his heart to beat fast. 

“Come on now. You can do it.” There was the scent of lilies in the air, causing his head to sway in its direction. A delicate finger trailed down the center of his bare chest. He twitched as the finger trailed a muscle at the dip in his groin.

His lips parted on a soft moan. Samedi beat him until he lost consciousness, only for him to wake up to this? He could feel lips soft along his jaw. She spoke to him in a language once thought long dead. It was so beautiful, it seemed to dance across his skin. 

The scent of blood filled his nostrils, his mouth watered, his body reacted violently. His eyes snapped open as a shadow hovered over him. "Blue." He murmured absently. Her eyes were so blue. Crystalline. Icy. The adjective to classify them was out of his reach. He just realized as the moon spilled light upon them both - he'd never seen a blue like it.

"Well, well. Look who decided to finally wake up." Her lips curved into a smile as she tucked her fingers under her chin. "Th'names Ayan. Ayan LaRoche, enchanté ." 

The blue-eyed Creole stood, as regal as queen, with her hands clasped in front of her. The heavy pressure seemed to evaporate at that moment. Hongbin could feel beads of sweat sliding down the sides of his face.

A thick swallow as she crouched above him. The whisper of thin linen against his skin caused him to moan. He could see the moonlit silhouette of her body through the gauzy material. The uptick of her breast and the prominent push of her nipples. She brought his hands to the wide expanse of her hips. 

Arousal. 

Instant. Obvious. Painful.

He could feel the power radiating off her skin. The surge of it pulsed under his fingertips. The warm slide of her fingers against the throb of his erection caused him to moan. His fingers dug deep into her flesh as she settled over him. Every vein in his body seemed prominent as she swiveled her hips. 

Bloodied hands pressed against his chest as she moved, chanting. The moonlight seemed to spotlight the sealing ritual. Her feet dug into the ground as her voice crescendoed. Hongbin remembered, suddenly, a warning. He remembered the threat beaten into his flesh. 

But as her body tugged and molded around him? He forgot about it. He forgot all of it. She connected to a wealth of power long left untouched within him. He could feel her peel back the layers of his spiritual reserves. Their bodies and spirits thumped against each other, seemingly to no end. 

Before he knew it? He had rolled them, anchoring her upper half to the ground. She let out a shrill sound that made his stomach knot. He didn’t care about the gore covering her fingers. He kept chasing the link, the thing that sealed Doll to Practitioner.  “R-right...there.” She gasped. The warm honey of her voice vibrated in the air as he held her hips upward. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as she dissolved into orgasm. He tilted his head as he met the pure white, then suddenly golden tone in her eyes. 

His brow furrowed as her body seemed to pull all of him inside of her. He lurched as his own orgasm gave chase. 

Hongbin felt it at that moment - there was no bottom. She had reached all the way inside of him, farther than anyone before. Yet, he couldn’t find her. Like there was no end to her.

"Welcome to the family, sug'." Her voice was like warm honey. Rich, silky, and sweet - strangely no different from her singing to her speaking. Ayan's gaze lifted toward the face of her newest doll.

Six.

There were never others.

The most that there had ever been was three.

He was now one of six.

Samedi, what have you gotten me into? Who is this woman?

Everything seemed to get warmer, fuzzy - the air was so sweet? He wavered as he looked down at the woman smiling up at him. But it was a different voice that he heard. 

"You need to wake up, little brother." A soothing, melodic voice chided. The night seemed to fizzle away as the voice continued, beckoned him to wake up. 

Wait a minute?

Wake up?

Didn't he do that already?

"Time to wake up, little brother." Hakyeon's voice was so damned soothing.

"What happened? I - I was up already?" The confusion was thick in his voice. His mouth was so dry as if he hadn't spoken more than a few days.

"Shhh." Hakyeon placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "You'll get sick if you're not careful." Hongbin shrugged him off with a growl.

"What are you talking about? I'm fine! There's no way that I could get -" He was too panicked to notice it at first. He had been so busy trying to find the wounds that plagued him not too long ago. The burning sensation crept along the surface of his skin.

From the feet to his knees, he thought it was just from movement. From his knees to his hips, he felt it was his body finally moving. The sensation crept up his torso, to his neck, and then it was behind his eyes.

Then it filled his head as the sound of a scream filled his ears. Oh, it was his scream. It had been a while since he had made a sound like this. The power overwhelmed him as he clawed at his skull.

The connection. The link. The establishment of the thread that binds the voodoo doll to its owner. It washed over him like a tidal wave. He saw visions, clipped projections of memories from the other five. Hakyeon sighed slowly, waiting for Hongbin to calm himself down.

It took him five minutes to regain his composure - it never took that long. He turned to the side and was violently sick when it was over.

"Good, she's ready for you now." The older doll smiled, pleased even, as he turned to depart. "There are fresh clothes in the bathroom. Make yourself presentable and then take the path to the house. Don't keep her waiting."

He moved from the bed in a rush to the bathroom. They may have been 'dolls' in a sense, but their forms still required the typical maintenance. Bathing was essential and enjoyable - a luxury even.

The hot water over his skin eased the tension from his muscles. He rotated his joints under the hot spray. He would have to ask how long he was asleep. He grits his teeth as he hurriedly washed and dressed.

He had already kept her waiting. "Tsk." Hongbin was dressed in a sweater, slacks, and shoes too shiny to have ever seen a speck of dirt. He admired his reflection in the mirror before leaving their space.

There was a path of carefully laid gravel. The crunch of his shoes on the ground was the only noise in the area. The moon was full, bright, and beautiful in the Louisiana sky. He spotted a set of double French doors open wide toward a parlor decorated in ornate Victorian style.

His steps were quiet as he entered the parlor. His fingers were a whisper over the costly, ornate wooden backs of couches and chairs. He heard the sound of singing? Or was it humming? It was close.

He felt his heart quicken as he entered the open space of the dining room. His brow furrowed as he followed the song through the house. The click of his heels against an old hardwood floor almost tapped in time with the voice. He was panting and didn't understand why.

This home was ridiculously large for no reason! Where was that sound?! By the time he realized he was on the other side of the house. Another set of french doors opened toward the courtyard that dazzled with white roses. He stood in the doorway; his eyes pinned to the back of an ornate wingback chair.

The voice stopped, suddenly, as his footsteps announced his presence.

Laughter. A throaty, warm, laugh that sent prickles across his skin. He saw the delicate shine of polish on her fingers. He was almost afraid to get a full look at her.

"Come closer, suga'." He did as he was instructed. He moved in front of the shadowed space. The clouds began to break as he noticed an odd gleam coming from her face.

"Blue." He murmured absently. Her eyes were so blue. Crystalline. Icy. The adjective to classify them was out of his reach. He just realized as the moon spilled light upon them both - he'd never seen a blue like it.

A long, massive, moment of silence stretched for what seemed an eternity between them. Hongbin still had her hand in his own, the delicate knuckle adorned with crystal-studded rings.

His grip tightened, a reflex, as he couldn't keep himself quiet. "You're the most powerful witch in all of Louisiana."

She tilted her head with an amused smile as his lips brushed against her knuckles. There was a sudden pull in her lower half that caused breath to slither from her mouth. 

Hongbin’s gaze rose to hers as the corner of his mouth lifted. 

And she would be his, easily.

[fictionxo]

Oral With Vixx - (M)

To the person who requested this, I'm assuming you meant them doing oral on you! If you meant you doing it to them, then let me know! :)

Also, I struggled with this, not going to lie! I'm not sure why but, yeah! XD

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N:

N would be the king of slow, deliberate licks to your clit. It would drive you wild! Hed also be the king of orgasm denials. You'd get SO irritable and desperate that he'd keep driving you crazy. BUT when he was ready to let you cum, he'd grip your thighs, pull your aching pussy hard against his mouth, and suck on your clit like he was STARVING. Your orgasm would hit you like a truck and even though youd be shaking and crying by the feeling he wouldn't stop, anytime soon! ;)

Leo:

Leo would be gentle, take it slow with little cat licks. Oral with him would be sensual, and all about you feeling constant, slow pleasure. His tongue would lap at your folds, press into your hole, then slide upwards to your clit, circling around it gently. The best thing about him would be the way hed stare up at you from between your thighs, with nothing but bed eyes as he watches you come undone.

Ken:

He would be the one to have you sit on his face while he eats you out at a steady pace. He'd insert a finger into your pussy while he focused on your clit, and focused on jacking himself off while he laid under you. His oral would be a little sloppy, soaking you more than you already were.

Ravi:

He'd have you in all sorts of different positions before youd cum, but his favorite position would be 69. Gaining two orgasms with one position, why would he pass! Ravi would be like a BEAST between your legs, eating you out like a porn star! He'd have your legs shaking around his head in no time and you'd forget you'd have to suck him off too.

Hongbin:

Hed eat you out like a mix of N and Leo. Gentle, but deliberate licks. He would focus more on getting you off as fast as possible so he can bury himself in you instead. He'd love it if you would grab his hair in the process, prompting him to suck on your harder, and with more urgency. He's also the type to whisper filthy things between your legs, and oh God would he make them sound AMAZING.

Hyuk:

He'd be more of the rough oral type. Pulling your lower body up to the point where only your upper back, and head is on the bed, while he holds up your lower against his chest. Easier access to your pussy that way! So he says. It would be a bit of an uncomfortable feeling being bent that way, but he'd make it up to you by suckling onto you, moaning into your core.

[youxidol]

ｖｉｘｘ ｒｅａｃｔｉｏｎ: their partner loves over-stimulation

Could I request overstimulation with vixx please? With vixx receiving?

Reaction to Vixx oversimulating their s/o

Hakyeon:

Hakyeon would be the one that introduces you to the act. During your punishment, he’d continue finger fucking you, even after you’d cum multiple times. Once he sees how much you enjoy it, he’ll make sure to do it as much as possible.

Taekwoon:

Taekwoon would have no idea about it until you asked if you could try it out. Receiving he would be a squirming mess, begging for more. Giving he would whisper dirtily in your ear while his fingers drove you over the edge over and over.

Jaehwan:

Jaehwan would rather watch you over-stimulate yourself rather than do it. He’d sit at the foot of the bed, watching you destroy yourself with a toy while he pumped himself. If he feels like it, he’ll throw some dirty talk in there.

Wonsik:

Wonsik will try everything once, but over-stimulation isn’t something he’s into. He will try it a few times to see if he can get into enjoying it, but it isn’t for him. 

Hongbin:

Hongbin would enjoy it, but would only want to participate it rarely. He loves when you both use the same toy to be reduced into mewling messes.

Sanghyuk:

Sanghyuk does enjoy it, but it’s rare that he does it, he can’t have you getting used to it. His favourite way to do it is to lay next to you and hold some sort of vibrator onto you, watching and enjoying as you trembled against him. 

[sadfragilegirl]

1st Picture: April 11, 2023: "And that's how everything's turning red all over the place after I saw this heart shattering news that it became my lifetime traumatic nightmare finally came true that as I felt the cracking pain into my heart and tears streaming down right onto my eyes and face that I could imagine myself that I was captured and trapped into a dark black void filled with red threads like blood, signaling that my life will never ever be the same again. Scarlet red to be exact.

And that's when I gave this lifetime trauma dream a special name. A special name of a lifetime trauma dream that it could turned everything scarlet red all over the place as my life will never ever be the same again.

I called this lifetime trauma dream that turns everything scarlet red as...

Scarlet Dreams."

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Second Picture: March 11, 2024: "I'm the Scarlet Dream Girl who lived in a Scarlet Dream World.

I faced two Scarlet Dreams that it took a toll of my entire life...and it caused to be completely lost that's being a part of me.

And I faced too many heartaches and heartbreaks, tragedies, conflicts, unhappy endings, shattered memories and never ending nightmares that it made me think how the world today has lost its hope and humanity.

One more moment that's about taking away all the happy things from me, I'm going to broke myself into tears, tear my heart out, and my life will never EVER be the same again.

Because why...? I'm already traumatized enough...ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!"

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Today, April 11, 2024, marks the 1st Anniversary of Scarlet Dreams aka the day Ravi's departure from VIXX due to the "scandal" that he didn't deserve the hate he has been giving last April 11, 2023.

[witchakyeon]

❧ touch tank | Chabin Oneshot

“I’m regretting this stupid trip, and I haven’t even left you yet,” Hongbin breathed, his voice gritty, the taste of dark chocolate on his tongue. His hands were gentle and firm, their warmth radiating through Hakyeon’s thin, oversized shirt. Hakyeon was the one with the magical ability to inspire desire, but Hongbin had his own skills with temptations. “Wretched creature.”

“Don’t blame me,” Hakyeon emphasized the word with a soft nip at Hongbin’s bottom lip, drawing blood to the surface and nearly breaking the skin. “For your avaricious nature. You don’t need my help to get excited.”

“And yet, just kissing you is bringing me out of a dry spell.”

Hakyeon pulled himself free of their oral exchange long enough to give Hongbin a displeased look.

“How many times will I remind you not to speak of yourself that way?” Hakyeon asked as Hongbin lifted him onto the counter and made space for himself between his thighs. The familiar thrum of his power danced beneath his skin, and he was certain his eyes were red as dragon’s blood.

“You can’t tell me how to make jokes about my sexuality, gorgeous. That’s what makes it mine,” Hongbin chuckled. He went in for another kiss, which Hakyeon granted with equal enthusiasm as Hongbin’s phone vibrated against the marble.

“You mortals and your self-deprecating humor.”

“You monsters and your high standards.”

Hakyeon growled somewhere deep within his chest and grabbed Hongbin’s chin, licking passionately into his mouth one more time before pulling back. His lover had a familiar, slightly dazed expression. The touch of a succubus could feel like many things, but Hongbin often said it was like a kiss. And sometimes a curse when they didn’t have time, like right now.

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[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

i just went through your vixx tag and now my mind is everywhere. what do you think their kinks are and how deep would they go into them? ex: bondage- just slight or full out kinky dreams

Eyy that’s what I’m here for.

N/Hakyeon:

I think he’s into sensory deprivation. He would loving using blindfolds on his partner and being blindfolded. Maybe ice play. Especially when you’re wearing a blindfold and he’s tracing the ice over your body.

Leo/Taekwoon: 

Biting!!!!! Loves nibbling on your skin, everywhere. His favorite places is your thighs, hips and by your ear. He just loves making you whimper like that. He might like tying you up too, nothing too intense but maybe just your hands behind your back. 

Ken/Jaehwan:

Body worship, he has had body image issues etc, so he wants his hard work for his body to be noticed. He also wants you to feel really good about yourself in everyway, so it goes both ways. 

Ravi/Wonshik:

Maybe a slight daddy kink? Not very extensive but he does like the ring to it, you know? He also likes the thought of someone needing him and wanting him to take care of them.

Hongbin:

Pet play, it flusters him so much to see you wear kitty ears for him or a tail. God it turns him red because it’s his biggest fantasy. Will have cute kicknames for you: kitten, pet, etc.

Hyuk/Sanghyuk: 

Choking and Scratching. He loves just hearing your breathy gasps and when you wrap your hand around his wrist while he’s choking you. Scratching just is a visual thing to him. In the moment, when you scratch down his back and arms it makes him moan. But when he sees the marks, it makes him want to go again.

[seokmattchuus]

Vixx Reaction to you being bratty

- Requested - 

Hakyeon: Will not hesitate to put you in your place, whether you’re around others, or in public. He can only take so much before he snaps, so when he told you for the second time to stop trying to tease him during movie night at the dorms, he’d sigh, and lean over.

“Baby.” His voice threatening as he pulled you into his side so the other’s wouldn’t hear. “If you wanna be able to sit properly for the next week, I suggest you cut it out.”

Taekwoon: Doesn’t bother with you because he knows you’re only doing it because you want attention. Normally, he’d let you throw your fit, and punish you once you gave up, you knew this by now. So this time you would just keep the act up, giving up would mean giving in, and you were determined to get the reaction you wanted, even opting to get in his face.

“Are you done, yet?” He glared at you, cocking a brow as you mocked him. “I’m gonna give you three seconds to get your shit together." He threatened. "If not, you’re gonna regret it.”

Jaehwan: He’d try to not let your whining get to him as he worked, and it just made you whine louder. When that didn’t work, you moved to the couch where he was working and started blocking his view of the laptop screen with your hand, even daring to snatch the laptop from him and run to the room.

“Babygirl.” He chuckled as he walked into the room, your smiling form pissing him off even more. “I’m gonna finish my work, and you’re gonna be a good girl and stay right here. Get up even once, and you can forget about cumming for the next two weeks.”

Wonsik: You had repeated that you were horny like it was the only sentence you knew, and when Wonsik didn’t give in, you threatened to do it yourself, leaving him to kindly remind you that you weren’t allowed to. When you went to say something else he cut you off using his hand to cup you over your shorts, his face inches from yours.

“I’m really not in the mood to hear it.” He growled, his hand palming you. “This is what you wanted right? You wanted me to touch you?” He laughed at the whine you let out, before removing his hand. “Too bad.” He fake pouted. “Bad girls don’t get to cum.”

Hongbin: You were needy. He knew this, and still made you wait for him to finish dance practice. So of course you had the right to cop an attitude with him. What you didn’t have to right to do was make a scene right there in the practice room with everyone around, but he still saved you the embarrassment of getting on you in front of everyone.

“All because you couldn’t wait?” His voice deep as he backed you into the bed, scoffing as you fell back, sliding his hand into your pants. “Since you embarrassed me, I’m gonna embarrass you.” He winked. “So don’t hold back. Let them hear you.”

Sanghyuk: You’d been complaining for no reason, and he was desperately trying to not get on you for the sake of his members that were around, but when you slammed the door to his bedroom a little too hard, he got up, heading straight towards you.

“Do you even have a reason to be acting out?” His voice was louder and you were starting to feel embarrassed. “You can either get it together, or you can leave this room unable to sit. Your choice.”

[smuttyassholes]

Ravi: *coughs to make sure you know he’s there*

“D-do you want help Jagi?” “Fuck, you look so good like that.”

Leo: *leans against the door frame waiting for an invitation to join you*

“If you want something use your words baby, just staring at me won’t get you anywhere.”

Ken: *immediately lays between your legs, kissing the skin of your thighs*

“No no, keep going baby.” “I didn’t tell you to stop.”

Hyuk: *sits next to you on the bed*

“Does that feel good baby?” “Turn it up higher for me.”

Hongbin: *stops the second he sees what you’re doing*

“Oh! I can come back later if-”

You: *whining* “Hongbin, please come here.”

*stumbles over himself trying to get to the bed*

N: *just watches for a moment*

“I guess you missed me, huh?” “Do you want me to fill you up instead?“

-asshole 2