#hwang hyunlix scenarios

[jeonginsleftcheek]

The art of erotica

pairing: felix x afab!reader x hyunjin

synopsis: hyunjin asks his friends to model for his paintings and things take a turn as they indulge in their fantasies.

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 6.6k

warnings: everyone is a horny desperate switch, oral (f and m), voyeurism, threesome, mxm action, fingering, a lil spit play, cockwarming, unprotected sex (wrap it up pls), double penetration (one hole), cum eating, cum swapping, creampie

a/n: can't seem to get enough of hyunlix so enjoy🤭

~ divider by @anitalenia

~ Masterlist

"Fuck...! Lixie!" you jolt, your middle lifting towards Felix's lips as he flicks his tongue in a particular way that he knows gets your toes curling.

He groans into you, the taste of you and the sounds you make, how you sit on the couch spread out for him while he kneels with his head buried where he loves to be the most; he can't help his hand as it travels into his pants, grabbing his needy leaking cock.

You're so close, his nose pressing into your clit perfectly as you play with your nipples through your thin shirt and Felix pulls his cock out to bring himself release along with you.

"I'm gonna-" you're interrupted by your phone ringing, both of you jolt and groan as Felix moves away, licking at his lips.

"Who is it?" your best friend looks up at you, a little breathless, still stroking his length slowly, squeezing it a little.

"Hyune." you chuckle.

"Answer him." Felix smirks diving back in, pushing his tongue between your soaking folds into your warmth.

You groan and accept your other best friend's call.

"Hi, beautiful." you can just hear Hyunjin's smirk by the way he says it.

"Hey, prince- ah!" you accidentally moan as Felix pinches your clit teasingly.

"Hi, Felix!" Hyunjin yells loudly, making you laugh as you move your phone away from your ear.

Felix chuckles, detaching his lips from you as you put Hyunjin on speaker so Felix can talk to him too.

"You're between y/n's legs, I presume?" Hyunjin teases.

"My favorite place to be. Care to join?" Felix claps back as you close your legs and flick his forehead.

"That's besides the point. I'm calling cause I need a favor from my two very beautiful and very horny best friends." Hyunjin announces as Felix rubs his forehead, his brows pinched together.

"I'm not filming a porn movie and putting it on the internet!" you chime in, making Hyunjin laugh.

"I wasn't gonna ask that but now that you said it-"

"Stop stalling, Hyunjin." you interrupt him and he giggles.

"Alright, since the two of you are at it anyways, I wanted to ask if you would let me paint you in different sex poses? I wanna make it aesthetic, erotic, raw... you know? You two would be perfect for it!"

Even though you and Felix messed around sometimes, you've never actually went all the way so both of your faces become red as Hyunjin explains his vision.

You've kissed Hyunjin too, as has Felix but it never went further than that so the thought of being naked with Felix inside you, while Hyunjin paints the both of you made your gut stir, arousal gushing out of your already wet pussy.

The three of you had an interesting friendship, and you know not many people would understand it or support it but as long as you have each other, you didn't care.

"Hello? Earth to my pretty people?" Hyunjin laughs.

"I'm down." you nod and then look at Felix whose face was as red as a tomato now.

"M-me too. Yeah. Why not." he shrugs, trying to make it look like it didn't affect him at all.

"Great, that's settled! Come to my studio tomorrow at 6pm." Hyunjin sounds excited.

"Sure, see you!"

"And loves?" Hyunjin adds, his voice dropping a few octaves.

"Y-yeah?" Felix speaks up first.

"Don't worry about anything. I'll take good care of you." Hyunjin almost purrs and you feel your pussy clench at his words.

After you hang up, Felix and you look at each other and then burst into an awkward laugh.

"This'll definitely be interesting." he says, a contemplative look on his face.

"Mhm. Let's think about that tomorrow, though. We have some unfinished business here." you smirk, spreading your legs again as Felix looks at you darkly, licking his lips.

Excitement runs through your veins that night as you curl up in bed, anticipating tomorrow.

Felix drives you to the familiar building and the two of you step into the elevator, letting it take you to the top where Hyunjin's studio sits.

Hyunjin lets you in, and as always when he paints, he is messy, his hair disheveled but somehow making him even prettier, his bottom lip is red as he probably bit into it with concentration, there's a streak of yellow paint on his left cheek, and more on his shirt and pants.

"You know the rules." he wiggles his eyebrows before twirling away like some fairy, making you and Felix laugh.

The rules were simple; no shoes because they're dirty (and probably because Hyunjin likes to take peeks at your feet, sometimes even rub them when the three of you cuddle) and no phones as he felt they were an unnecessary distraction in his sacred space.

You and Felix leave your shoes and phones by the door, before following Hyunjin, walking on the plastic that's covering the floor for protection, and Hyunjin looks at you, leaving his paintbrush aside before he skips to you, his long arms enveloping both of you in a hug.

"Oof." Felix huffs out air as he accidentally knocks into Hyunjin a little too hard, making Hyunjin snicker before he leans back, his hands splayed on the backs of your heads.

"My loves. Are you excited?" he asks as you swat at him which he dodges with a laugh, finally releasing you.

"Intrigued, I would say." you smirk, both of you looking at Felix.

"I'm - a little nervous." Felix admits, a blush coloring his cheeks.

"We shared a bath multiple times." Hyunjin narrows his eyes at Felix, a playful smile gracing his features.

"This is different!" Felix swallows and you chuckle, your hand on his upper arm in an attempt to comfort him.

"It's just us, I know you'll feel better as soon as we get into it." you say, knowing that Felix isn't as spontaneous as Hyunjin or you are and it takes a little convicing when he's on the spot, but ultimately he always caves in.

"You don't have to strip right away. Here, I prepared coffee and snacks for my models." Hyunjin beckons you to the table with a smirk.

"Hardly a model." you chuckle as Felix picks up a drink.

"Y/n, you're gorgeous and you're not allowed to talk badly about yourself in my studio... or like ever." Hyunjin nods, folding his arms on his chest.

"Damn, calm down, I was joking." you giggle, your face warming up.

"Oh my god, ew! What the fuck did I just drink?" Felix makes a disgusted face and the two of you laugh.

"That would be my coffee. Your hot chocolate is on the left, sugar boy." Hyunjin smirks.

"I swear-" Felix starts, his hand curling into a fist and you laugh.

"Anyways. How will this work?" you stop whatever banter they were about to have, because you know it can drag on, sometimes they don't know how to stop when they start joking around.

"So. The bed, right?" Hyunjin says, semingly a bit bashful himself.

You look towards the bed, one where the three of you spent countless nights watching some artsy european movies on Hyunjin's projector; Felix would fall asleep with his head on your chest and Hyunjin would end up putting his head on your lap, demanding of you dramatically that you need to caress his head and play with his hair or he'll die.

The three of you would end up falling asleep together, limbs all tangled and messy, and one of you would always be close to falling off the bed (that one would mostly be Hyunjin).

"Okay." you nod.

"I will instruct what poses you'll make and then paint them. Of course we will take breaks when it becomes too much. Or stop altogether if either of you feel uncomfortable." Hyunjin waves his arms around as he talks.

"Alright. Should we just start?" you shrug and Felix sputters a little.

"I'm not hard yet." he says quietly.

"That's no problem. I'm sure y/n can help you with that." Hyunjin smirks. "Or if you want, I can help you."

"T-that... y/n and I can just make out." Felix's deep voice is so quiet in the big space.

"Okay, if you need me I'll be here. I can turn around if you want." Hyunjin chuckles.

"N-no, you can... watch." Felix says and you smirk, taking his hand and leading him to the bed.

Hyunjin sits on his stool, his eyes darkened already, his tongue pressed into his cheek as you push Felix to sit on the bed, your body following his as you grab his face in your hand and press your lips on his.

His lips are sweet and familiar, albeit trembling a little in this moment so you press harder into them, his hands coming up to caress your waist.

Hyunjin watches with dark and curious eyes, his two beautiful best friends kissing in front of him.

Felix relaxes the more you kiss, his tongue darting out to lick at your lips, asking for permission to taste you which you happily grant him.

Hyunjin's heart speeds up as he observes you, his cock twitching in his pants.

He notices the way your hands tangle in Felix's hair and how you pull at the strands, he notices Felix's hands on your ass, squeezing and massaging the flesh as you get closer to each other, the wet sounds of your tongues dancing together bounces off the walls as spit dribbles down your chin.

He notices Felix's pants growing tighter, and he doesn't feel jealous of him, he feels exhilirated.

He wants to join.

Hyunjin stands up and makes his way towards the bed, which gets your attention as you detach from each other, a string of saliva connecting your lips.

Without any words, Hyunjin cups your chin and leans down to kiss you messy and sloppy, his tongue pushed in instantly to lap at you and you whimper, jolting a little as Felix grips your thighs.

Hyunjin leans away and turns to Felix, his hand big on Felix's head as he gathers his hair in it and yanks his head a little, making Felix whimper.

Hyunjin leans down and kisses him equally as messy and sloppy as he did to you, arousal gushing on your panties as you watch them making out.

"Fuck. I'm sorry." he shakes his head.

"It's okay, Hyune. You're always welcome to join." you lick your lips, your eyes traveling between his face and the obvious bulge in his sweatpants.

"I'll hold onto that invitation. But, right now, I need you two to strip. Okay?" he asks and both of you nod.

It's easy to be naked in front of each other as you have shared baths and one too many nightly escapades which ended in skinny-dipping, Felix always being a victim of yours and Hyunjin's jokes, where you would dive in and grab his ankles or try to scare him with stories of lake monsters.

Felix would nearly cry but you didn't want to be too cruel so you would hold him, as the three of you floated around naked in the cold water.

But, something about only you and Felix being naked while Hyunjin is dressed and observing every single move you make is new and exciting.

"So, what would be the first position?" you ask curiously as Hyunjin prepares his easel.

"What do you usually do?" he asks, not looking at you.

"We never... we never did that." Felix says, making Hyunjin look up.

"Really? I thought you for sure have. Don't you like - mess around?"

"Yeah, but we never went all the way." you nod and Hyunjin gasps.

"Oh my god, why didn't you tell me! Is this uncomfortable for you?"- he panics, his arms flailing, making you laugh at him because he's seconds from slipping on that plastic cover.

"Calm down, Hyun!" you say as you sit on the bed.

"I'm totally fine with it. Lixie?" both of you look at Felix.

"Yes. I'm okay to go." he nods.

"Alright, just prep yourselves then." Hyunjin says it like it's a command to obey and you can't help the way your pussy clenches at his words and the determined look in his warm eyes.

"H-help us?" Felix gets bold suddenly, batting his pretty eyelashes at Hyunjin and he lets out a delighted chuckle, only two long strides and Hyunjin is in front of you.

"Sweetheart, spread your legs for us." Hyunjin coos at you and you immediately obey.

The smirk on his face deepens as he brings his hand to Felix's lips.

"Spit on my fingers, angel." he taps his lips and Felix whimpers a little, gathering spit before letting it drip onto Hyunjin's long fingers.

You expected him to only finger you, but what you didn't expect is for Hyunjin to drop to his knees between Felix's legs and spit on his cock as he grabs him, making Felix squeal from the sudden action.

Hyunjin wastes no time, his wet fingers press into your clit and run down your folds, as his other hand starts slowly working Felix's length.

"Ah!" Felix moans, jolting into Hyunjin, you know it must feel quite different to have another guy jerk him off like that and you whine for more attention as Hyunjin stares up at Felix with a knowing smirk.

Hyunjin turns to look at you, eyes softening before he slowly pushes his fingers inside you, your warm pussy welcoming them and sucking them in.

His tongue darts out to catch a bead of pre-cum from Felix's tip and Felix gasps, his hands clutching at the covers under him as his thighs tremble.

Hyunjin doesn't stop smirking as his tongue swipes around Felix's tip before he takes him in, hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head up and down slowly, his fingers matching the pace of his lips as he fucks them deep into you.

"H-Hyune." you whimper, the tips of your fingers touching Felix's as he falls apart too, his head thrown back, a string of curses leaving his lips as Hyunjin sucks on him harder.

You admire how he seemingly has no gag reflex as he keeps sucking him in, his nose pressed into Felix's pubes as he swallows his whole length, while fucking your pussy skilfully, scissoring you open to take Felix's cock.

"There." he suddenly pops off of Felix, pulling his fingers out of you and immediately sticking them into his mouth to taste your sweet juices.

"Mm." Hyunjin moans around his fingers.

"T-thank you?" you bite your lip teasingly and Hyunjin giggles.

"Anytime."

"How do you want us for the first position?" you ask, your pussy throbbing and clenching, needing more attention.

"Okay, so..." Hyunjin pushes Felix to lay down and then moves him a little, making you chuckle at how Felix looks up at him cutely and almost innocently as Hyunjin adjusts his body however he wants.

"I want your arm lifted and kind of falling of the bed. And the second on will be on y/n's hip when she straddles you." Hyunjin motions at you and you nod, your legs on either sides of Felix and he squirms a little as you grab his cock and run it on your wet folds.

Felix gasps as you moan and slowly lower down on his length, Hyunjin observing his cock pushing into you with his lips parted.

You wiggle a little to adjust, feeling your best friend's cock filling you up perfectly and Felix whimpers quietly, bucking up into you.

"Where do you want my hands?" you ask, sounding almost breathless as you clench around Felix involuntarily, making his eyes flutter.

"Hm. Actually, let's change it up. I want y/n arching off you and holding your hand. So you can put this one-" Hyunjin takes the hand that was falling off the bed- "here." he lays Felix's hand on your hip.

"Your other hand here." Hyunjin takes your hand and puts it on Felix's abs but a little bit to the side so the point where you connect can still be visible to him.

"Beautiful." Hyunjin breathes deeply. "I want you looking at each other." he adds, messing with Felix's hair and then yours, making some of it cascade on one side, but not covering your breasts.

"Arch your back a little, sweetheart." you do as he says, any movement making both you and Felix moan.

"Now, stay like that as long as you can." Hyunjin smirks, almost evilly, the bastard.

He moves from the bed to blast some music on his speakers, whistling and acting nonchalant but you can see his cock struggling against the fabric of his pants.

Your eyes find Felix's and he licks his lips as he looks at you.

"You okay, Lix?" you ask, squeezing his hand a little.

"P-perfect. Feel so good. You're so warm and tight." he whimpers and you can't help your hips moving at that, your pussy clenching.

"Hey, no actual fucking." Hyunjin chimes in, knocking down a few paintbrushes accidentally. "Yet." he adds with a devilish smirk.

"Bastard." you mutter under your breath with a chuckle, making Felix smile.

"I heard that!" Hyunjin sits at his easel, and you look up at him, sticking your tongue out at him as he rolls his eyes playfully.

Hyunjin starts sketching quickly as you look back down at Felix.

The two of you lock eyes and in the sudden silence devoid of your conversation and jokes, you're aware of everything.

You're aware of Felix buried inside your warmth, throbbing and full, his fingers slotted between yours, his other hand gripping your hip, his dark eyes fixated on you.

Felix's eyes travel down to where he's filling you up and he groans deeply.

"Fuck." his hips buck just a little and you feel your arousal gushing and coating his cock.

"Lix." you warn but it comes out as a moan.

"You two have no patience." Hyunjin scolds as he continues sketching.

"You try being in my place." Felix huffs.

"Maybe later." Hyunjin winks at you as you flip him off.

"Hand back on Lix." he points with his pen and you make noises of protest but listen nevertheless.

You look into Felix's eyes again and he looks at you so softly but still full of lust and you find yourself getting lost in his gaze.

After he's done sketching, Hyunjin starts mixing his paints and you wiggle a little, making Felix moan under you, his nails digging into your hip.

"My legs hurt." you whine with a pout.

"Let's take a break." Hyunjin states, and you can see that he's adjusting himself in his pants, as his other hand holds the paintbrush.

"You have a sketch though," you start, sliding off of Felix and making him whimper. ",can't you like finish painting without us having to be in this position for so long?" you ask, your eyes falling down to Felix's cock, wet with your arousal.

Your face warms up and you tear your eyes away to look at Hyunjin expectantly, as Felix sits up, feeling a bit dizzy as he shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath in.

"I need you in the position just a bit longer. Just to get some shading done, then you can change positions." Hyunjin says, finally looking up at you.

His eyes rake all over your body and he licks his lips hungrily at the sight.

"What, you hate being on top of our Lixie that much?" he decides to tease to calm himself down.

"As much as I love cockwarming Lix, my legs are cramping." you state nonchalantly, making Felix cough behind you as he stands up.

"You okay there, angel?" Hyunjin asks.

"Perfect." Felix nods but you can see that his eyes are almost crossed from the need to be touched.

You laugh under your breath, drinking some water before sitting down and stretching your legs.

Hyunjin stands up abruptly, making his way to you as Felix sips on his chocolate.

You look up at him and before you can ask him what he's doing, Hyunjin kneels before you, his fingers wrapping around your ankle as he brings your foot on his thigh.

"W-what..." you start but he shushes you, his hands wrapping around your calf as he gently massages you, soothing out the tension in your muscles.

Your pussy keeps clenching around nothing as Hyunjin stares into your eyes darkly yet his touch is so sweet.

You smirk a little, sliding your foot on his flesh before gently resting it on the bulge in his pants.

Hyunjin sucks in a breath, closing his eyes for a moment as his hands squeeze you a little harder.

"Be careful, sweetheart." he warns you but you want to play, so you press harder into him, wiggling your toes against his tip, realizing quickly he isn't wearing any underwear.

Hyunjin looks up at you, narrowing his eyes with a smirk.

"Lix, come here for a sec." Felix makes his way to the two of you instantly.

"Entertain our sweetheart. Perhaps she needs a distraction." Hyunjin winks at Felix, and Felix returns the wink with a smirk of his own as he stands in front of you.

You look up at Felix and he puts his hand on the back of your head, gently caressing you as his other hand holds his cock, bringing it closer to your lips which fall open immediately, letting him gently push his tip inside your mouth.

It's not the first time you've done this, but you never tasted yourself on him or done this with Hyunjin in the room and it makes you moan around him, Felix's hips stuttering as he pushes in more.

Hyunjin whines quietly as he starts massaging your other leg and Felix holds your head in place, fucking into you slowly.

"See how good you can be for us, sweetheart." Hyunjin's voice is low and you struggle to look down at him as Felix slides his cock deeper inside you, your throat adjusting to take him.

Hyunjin's hands wander up towards your thigh, squeezing and massaging the flesh there, his fingertips dangerously close to your wet core.

By now you're dripping on the sheets, and Hyunjin subtly parts your legs just to take a look at your cunt and the sight of your glistening folds has him groaning.

Without a word he leans in and starts kissing up your thigh.

You jolt a little, whimpering around Felix's length as his eyes fall down to see Hyunjin kissing and nipping at your flesh.

The sight makes him twitch inside your hot mouth as Hyunjin comes closer and closer to your core.

He worships your inner thighs with his lips, tongue and teeth as Felix pushes his cock deep inside you, making you gag a little.

You know he's about to apologize so you start bobbing your head on his length just to prove to him that you don't mind, rather the opposite, you love it.

Felix's fingers grip at your hair as he lets you take control, wetting his cock with your spit as you close your eyes and get into it.

Just as you're beginning to lose yourself, Hyunjin suddenly buries his face in your cunt and inhales deeply, making you aware of him.

"You smell so sweet." Hyunjin almost growls. "Fuck the paintings." he mumbles against you and your legs tremble but be grips them, pulling them over his shoulders before his lips attach to your lower ones.

"Shit." Felix thrusts into you, the sight of Hyunjin's plump lips against your cunt as he kisses you and sucks on your clit, his tongue darting out to gather all your dripping juices drives him insane and he can feel the familiar build up inside his gut.

"I'm gonna cum." Felix whines as he continues fucking your face and you're a mess, drooling on his cock, your legs shaking from the way Hyunjin eats you out, like he's never tasted anything better in his entire life.

The slurping noises Hyunjin makes as he presses his lips and nose as hard as he can into you, his tongue fucking your clenching hole, bring Felix to the edge and he twitches inside you as you grip onto Hyunjin's hair making him groan into your pussy.

"Ah, y/n!" Felix moans loudly as he shoots his load down your throat and you swallow readily, not letting a drop go to waste as you milk him dry.

Felix pulls out of you, trying to come to his senses and catch a breath just as Hyunjin is about to lean away and throw some snarky remark but Felix is quick to grip his head and push him back into you, making him moan.

"Finish what you started, Hyunjin." Felix's voice is deep, his eyes sharp and electricity shoots through your body when he takes charge like that.

Hyunjin's eyes roll back in his head as he eats you out even more hungrily, palming his erection harshly through his pants, a wet spot appearing on them.

Felix smooths out Hyunjin's hair with a smirk.

"Good boy." Felix's deep voice rings out and Hyunjin groans deeply, bucking his hips into his hand, very obviously moaning into you and you whimper, you're so close to release.

Felix decides to help you feel even better as he sits down next to you and leans in to suck your nipple in his mouth, his fingers playing with the other one.

The combined stimulation proves to be too much and you cum hard, painting Hyunjin's face in your pleasure and he whines lapping you up and licking at his lips.

"Now I understand why you love being between y/n's legs so much." Hyunjin pants as he looks up at Felix, his hand shoved in his sweatpants.

"I'm right here, you know." you chuckle and he stands up.

"I know sweetheart. Ah, please help me." Hyunjin whines, pulling his cock out as it twitches miserably in his hand, pre-cum dribbling from the tip.

"Let me." Felix interjects, sensing that you need to come to your senses a little bit and let your throat rest.

"Be my guest." Hyunjin smirks as Felix sits right in front of Hyunjin's core.

You gasp quietly at the sight before you, Felix wrapping his lips around Hyunjin's dick and Hyunjin tangling his hand in Felix's hair making him take more as he guides him.

You get desperate all over again, your hand reaching between your legs to play with your puffy clit as you observe your best friends lost in pleasure; Hyunjin's head thrown back as he moves his hips purposefully, languidly, fucking Felix's mouth, his big hands gripping his hair and controlling him as Felix drools around him, his eyes squeezed shut, his hands digging into Hyunjin's thighs.

"Oh god." you whine as you push two fingers inside your pussy and start fucking yourself with the same speed Hyunjin is moving his hips against your friend's plump lips.

Hyunjin opens his eyes and looks at you with a smirk before he looks at Felix.

"Looks like you're the good boy now." he says lowly before snapping his hips into Felix harshly, making him gag as tears spill from his eyes and for a moment you get worried but you see that his cock is twitching against his thigh at the way Hyunjin is handling him, fucking harder into him, making the tip of his cock hit the back of Felix's throat.

You speed up with your fingers, your other hand coming up to play with your aroused nipples as Felix cries against Hyunjin, gripping his thighs and as his nails dig into his flesh and break skin, Hyunjin whines loudly and cums, painting Felix's throat with his cum.

"Don't swallow." Hyunjin warns and Felix sputters a little, some of the cum seeping out of his lips.

"Come here, beautiful." he beckons you as you stop what you were doing and come closer to Felix.

"Kiss her." Hyunjin commands and Felix grabs your face gently and you open your mouth to let Felix push Hyunjin's cum on your tongue.

The two of you make out, playing with his cum and Hyunjin joins in, grabbing the back of your heads, he leans in and kisses you first, tasting himself on your tongue then he does the same to Felix, wiping his tears as he kisses him.

"You've no idea how long I wanted you both." Hyunjin exhales, his eyes shiny.

"Kinda did. You are obvious, eye-fucking us whenever we're together." you smirk.

"You humped my ass while we were sleeping here once." Felix added with a flush on his cheeks and Hyunjin hits his arm as he got embarassed.

"Shut up, I was half asleep then." he mutters and the two of you chuckle.

You lean in and place a chaste kiss on his cheek.

"Are we gonna continue or what?" you smirk. "Or are you going back to painting? Was that just a ruse to get us naked and fuck us?"

"It wasn't! I genuinely wanted to paint you!" Hyunjin pouts.

"Okay no need to get defensive, prince." you wink.

"We can get back to painting some other time." Felix chimes in and you agree, leaning in to kiss Hyunjin to get him back in the mood.

It doesn't take long before he lays you down, with Felix on your left side and Hyunjin between your legs.

"I want to worship you, my beautiful sweetheart." Hyunjin grabs your foot and starts kissing your toes.

You whimper a little and Felix leans over you, pressing his lips into yours.

There are so many hands on you that you can't even think straight, your mind is cloudy, your pussy is soaking and you can't stop arching off the bed, your body begging for more.

Hyunjin worships your feet, kissing them and licking them, sucking on your toes, his lips pressing into your ankles gently; while Felix's face is buried in your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin and leaving purple bruises as he marks you, his hands slide all over your chest and stomach until he lets his hand settle over your pussy as he cups it.

"Ah!" you whine as Felix runs his fingers on your folds before stopping at your clit and pressing into it.

You moan quietly, your eyes closed in bliss as you play with Felix's hair, your other hand gripping the sheet.

Hyunjin kisses up your leg until his face is close to your cunt for the second time tonight.

"Need to taste you again." he mutters and you open your eyes to look at him as Felix retracts his hand and instead puts it on your breast, massaging it and playing with your sensitive nipple.

Hyunjin doesn't wait, he dives in, his tongue lapping at you again as you drip on him.

"Come, angel." he calls out to Felix, gently taking his hand in his and pulling him to kneel between your legs too.

You groan when they start making out, both of them battling for dominance but ultimately it's Hyunjin who lets Felix tilt his head with a fistful of his hair gripped.

When they part, a string of saliva connects them and they smirk at each other before leaning in closer to your core.

You almost yelp when both of their tongues start playing with your throbbing pussy, Hyunjin pushing his inside you and sliding over your folds, Felix flicking your clit with his and meeting Hyunjin in the middle where they move together against your cunt.

With your legs spread as they hold your thighs, your best friends continue to lap at you, their tongues meeting constantly as they make out, their spit and your slick making everything even more wet and naughty.

They both eat you out like you're the sweetest treat ever as Hyunjin keeps dipping his tongue into your hole, Felix concentrating on your sensitive clit, sometimes sliding down to lick at Hyunjin's tongue and your hole.

Your legs start trembling and you can't hold in anymore, you let go, gripping at the bed, your hips spasming as you squirt all over their faces.

"Fuck, she squirted for us." Hyunjin groans, lapping at you.

"What a good girl." Felix adds, looking up at you darkly as he kisses your inner thigh.

Hyunjin leans back and Felix grabs his face, kissing him hungrily and sucking on his tongue, making Hyunjin grind his cock against the mattress.

"I need you inside." you whimper when they lift up to look at you.

"Which one of us, sweetheart?" Hyunjin asks, as Felix gently caresses your thighs and waist.

"Both." you whine.

"Both?" Felix's eyes widen. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Please."

"Whatever our princess wants, she gets." Hyunjin smirks, fingertips teasing your clenching pussy.

"Lixie, get under me." you lift up and Felix lays down, his eyes becoming hazy instantly, his lips parting as he stares at you in awe.

You throw your leg over him as you hover, before grabbing his cock and sliding it inside you with ease.

Felix moans, arching off the bed as you adjust yourself.

You lean down, pressing your chest on his as Hyunjin shuffles behind you.

"Make some room for me." he almost whines, making Felix chuckle.

"Always." you say as Hyunjin presses himself behind you, the tip of his cock on your already stuffed pussy and you whimper.

"Are you sure you can take both of us?" Hyunjin teases, prodding at you with his tip.

"Y-yes. Don't make me wait anymore, please Jinnie." you moan as Felix caresses your head.

"As you wish, love." Hyunjin whispers, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he pushes in.

It's tight and it stings but you love the feeling of your best friends stretching your little cunt at the same time.

"Fuck, so tight." Hyunjin groans, pushing in slowly as you whimper, tears gathering in your eyes.

"You're doing so good, darling." Felix praises you, his hands gentle on your soft skin.

"Mhm, taking us so well." Hyunjin moans, pushing in as much as he could.

"Ah!" you moan, your pussy stretched and dripping on their cocks.

"Angel." Hyunjin looks at Felix, their hands finding each other as their fingers entwine.

Hyunjin's other hand is on your hips, while Felix gently holds your head, caressing the back of your neck.

"Tell us when to move, love." Felix kisses your forehead.

"You can move." you say breathlessly, as your pussy clenches around them eagerly.

Both of them start dragging their cocks inside you, opening you up with each gentle and languid thrust, their lengths rubbing against each other in the tight, warm space.

"F-feel so good!" you exclaim, your eyes crossing from pleasure already.

"Yeah. S-so good." Felix whines, fucking up into you.

"Ah, my loves. I love you so much." Hyunjin groans, his lips dragging on your skin, face buried in your neck.

"Love you too." you whimper.

"It's just the three of us. Forever." Hyunjin grips Felix's hand and your hip harder, nails digging into your skin.

"Mm yes." Felix groans as the two of them speed up, their cocks filling you up constantly, the squelching sounds so loud in the big room.

You've never felt this full or this wet as they fuck into you desperately, pressing into your sweet spot and stretching your little pussy just for them.

"Lix." Hyunjin moans, releasing his hand and lifting up a little to angle his hips better as he holds yours.

Felix smirks faintly, wrapping his arms around you before the two of them start fucking your hard, using you like a little fuck toy as you grip at Felix and moan, becoming putty between them, letting them have complete control over you.

"Ah, ah, ah, L-Lixie! Jinnie!" you whimper and babble as your orgasm builds up.

"Squirt on our cocks, sweetheart. Please." Hyunjin ruts into you desperately, making both yours and Felix's eyes roll back as he matches his pace and fucks up into you as hard as he can.

You dig your nails into Felix's arms and let go, cumming and squirting around them as you clench making them both groan.

"I'm gonna cum, ah!" Hyunjin whines.

"Are you gonna be a good girl and take our cum?" Felix asks, his lips brushing yours.

"Y-yes, please." you moan, your vision cloudy as your body burns up.

All three of you are on fire and slippery from sweat, holding each other tight as Hyunjin and Felix reach climax, both of them cumming inside you, filling your pussy up to the brim, making you cum with them again.

"Shit." Felix whimpers as Hyunjin pulls out first.

Felix helps you as he lays you down and you whimper, your pussy throbbing from the stretch you just endured, all of your releases gushing out of you.

"Are you okay, beautiful?" Hyunjin hovers over you, his hands gentle on your face as Felix slowly stands up to retrieve a wet cloth and some water.

"Mm. Perfect." you smile blissfully and Hyunjin giggles, leaning down to kiss you gently, sucking your bottom lip between his teeth before leaving more sweet pecks against your mouth.

Felix kneels on the bed and cleans you up gently and Hyunjin sits up, quickly kissing Felix too.

"I'm gonna go run us a bath." he says.

"Are you in any pain?" Felix asks and you can't help swooning at the thought of having two sweet men who care about you.

"No, I'm okay." you say and he smiles.

"Good." he kisses you too and before long, the three of you are in the bath together.

As always, you relax at first before one of you starts getting playful which is usually Felix who splashes Hyunjin's face with water.

It's not that different this time as you sit between Felix's legs, leaning your back on his chest, your legs on Hyunjin's thigh as he caresses your feet.

It's silent and relaxing for some time as you melt into the warm water with your two lovers until Felix decides to joke around, splashing Hyunjin's face and making him whine dramatically before he returns the favor, you being the victim in between them.

The bathroom fills with sounds of laughter, stupid insults and splashes of water for some time before you finally manage to calm down.

The three of you sleep naked that night, you between your two favorite boys, feeling like you have the whole world in your hands when you have them.

In the morning, you're tangled up with Felix, his face smushed into your chest as you hear the familiar clicks of Hyunjin's camera.

Your eyes slowly flutter open to see a still very naked Hyunjin holding his camera, a cheeky grin on his pretty face.

"Hyunjin. Were you taking pics of us?" you almost growl at him, making Felix stir.

Hyunjin giggles and then bursts into full on laughter as you sit up, grabbing a pillow and throwing at him.

Felix looks at you confusedly, his hair a royal mess and eyes barely open as Hyunjin dodges your attack only to twirl away laughing.

"You were too adorable not to!" he yelps.

"I swear I'm gonna kill you!" you yell out and Felix puts his arm around your waist, pulling you back down.

"We can kill him later, I wanna sleep more." he mumbles and you chuckle, your eyes still laced with sleep too.

"Hyun! Come join us!" you beckon and Hyunjin appears from the kitchen.

"Promise not to kill me." he pouts.

"Eh, you're safe." you say and he makes his way to the bed slowly and lays down. "For now." you add and he giggles, kissing your neck as he wraps his arm around the both of you.

You don't know where the three of you start or end, all tangled up together in the warmth of the sun and the soft sheets, but you know it would always be like that with them.

Just the three of you against the world.

Endlessly.

Forever.

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Kinktober Day 11: Threesome

[kinktober masterlist.]

🔞 warning: smut below! mdni.

pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Lee Felix x reader

•

When you accompany your shared group of friends to a club in Paris, you quickly realize that the atmosphere is much different than the clubs you normally attend. This one’s livelier- raunchier. The showgirls are topless, flaunting long silky wigs as they tuck euros into their stockings and utter their thanks in French. The couples around you show no shame, groping each other desperately in red booths, breathless lips locked on each other for everyone around to watch.

The sight is like something out of a movie. It’s refreshing- sexy, even. You’re glad you wore the short dress and tall heels you packed, because you seem to fit right in. The Parisian men pay careful attention to the way you attempt to pull your skirt down before sitting, failing miserably and crossing your legs to avoid impoliteness. When you bend down to pick up a Euro and tuck it back into one of the showgirls’ bras, per her request, your gaze is met with that of several men and women around you, their lust-filled eyes fixated on your cleavage.

Felix is proud to have you on his arm, grazing his fingertips against your exposed skin and kissing you when he knows the other men are watching.

“You want a drink?” He asks against the skin of your neck, his low voice sending chills up your spine.

“Sure.”

Felix gives your thigh a little squeeze before standing up from the crescent booth. “I’ll be right back. Behave.”

And he disappears into the crowd, only the silhouette of his black button up and slacks visible at this distance.

Which means you’re left alone with Hyunjin. And unfortunately for you tonight, he looks divine. Sharp collar bones protrude generously from the fitted black top he’s wearing, coupled elegantly with an expensive black blazer and slacks that further elongate his lanky legs. His neat black hair is styled out of his face, longer bits framing his sharp jawline and one piece hanging just over his eyebrow. He looks absolutely erotic tonight, like someone out of the romantic French films.

“This place is nice,” Hyunjin says, his eyes flickering nervously to the showgirls.

“Yeah,” you reply. “Paris really is something else.”

Your head tilts up to observe the neon lights hanging on the wall overhead, and out of your peripheral vision, you can feel Hyunjin’s gaze on you. He watches you so intricately, anyone else would think that he paid for this.

“You look nice, too,” Hyunjin says, sliding across the leather fabric of the seat until he's a little closer to you now. His expensive cologne is overwhelmingly intoxicating at this proximity, and you hold your breath momentarily at its musky scent, aware of just how alluring he is when he’s this close.

“You mentioned that earlier,” you say, making no move to distance yourself from him.

“Is this Felix’s favorite dress on you?”

“I don’t know. It might be.”

“You don’t know? That’s a pity,” Hyunjin says, “If you were mine, I’d never let you forget this one’s my favorite.”

His hand rests on your thigh now as he leans his face toward you and speaks in voice just above a whisper.

“I wonder if he’s going to take it off you tonight?”

“Hyunjin, stop, he could be back any minute...”

But you make no effort to move away from him- in fact, you find yourself facing him now, observing the way he keeps his gaze locked on your parted lips.

“Think he’d get mad?” Hyunjin says with a knowing grin.

And before you can push him away, he’s pressing his lips onto yours, one hand groping at your thigh and kneading your flesh with an insatiable desire to be as close as possible to you.

You want to push him away, but you can’t, taking careful note of the way his lips move perfectly against yours, smiling into the kiss with the satisfaction of the effect he has on you. He’s just how you remembered him- both wicked and painfully lascivious.

You and Hyunjin have kissed a handful of times before, the first time being at a party, where Felix challenged him during a drinking game. Felix loved to inquire about Hyunjin’s skills, longing for the validation that he was still better than him, being your boyfriend and all. And he is better. But Hyunjin is certainly a close second.

The other times were random moments clouded by sexual tension- ones Felix eventually found out about. But he never got mad, instead choosing to treat you to hours upon hours of sex in efforts to remind you that you belonged to him. And it worked- Hyunjin is purely an attractive acquaintance and a good kisser- nothing more, and you have no desire for anything more with him, regardless.

The reality is that Felix could choose to cut Hyunjin out of his life- most men probably would, knowing their manhood was being threatened like this. But Felix finds it both amusing and arousing, to watch you fold so that he can find an excuse to make you his again. It’s a strange dynamic, sure. But so are the nightclubs in Paris, which is why no one around you is fazed when Felix returns to find you two in the act.

“What’s this?” Felix asks in a deep voice, not particularly angry, but a little confused. Just minutes ago, you were all over him, and he thought he did a better job than this at asserting his dominance.

“Felix,” you say in a breathless voice, pulling away from Hyunjin and going to slide out of the booth. “He just kissed me. I told him to stop.”

“You don’t look like you were pushing him away.”

“I wanted to- I mean, I told him not to. Please. You have to believe me.”

“Please?” Felix says, his eyebrows raised.

He holds both drinks in his hands still, finally opting to set them down on the table and confront his gaze with Hyunjin’s.

Hyunjin usually cowers away in moments like these, not bothering to explain himself as he already knows the two of you will simply go at it like rabbits and forgive each other. But tonight he doesn’t, keeping a stupid smirk plastered on his face and locking eyes with Felix.

“She looked pretty,” he says in a challenging tone.

Felix says nothing, his eyes flickering back and forth between the two of you as he pieces the puzzle together. And then he finally breaks the silence.

“Let’s just get back to our hotel room. It’s late.”

“Now?” You say, your voice trembling a little. “But we just got here-”

“I said now.”

*

The ride back to your hotel room is excruciating. The three of you are crammed in the backseat of a taxi, Felix maintaining his cold composure as he refrains from saying a single word. Hyunjin is pushed up against you, his hands having easy access to your skin, where he teasingly brushes against your thigh a few times in efforts to get a reaction out of Felix. And Felix evidently takes note of it, glancing curiously at the two of you and then back out the car window.

You try your best to console Felix and make things right, giving his hand a little squeeze, and mouthing “I’m sorry” when he elects to make eye contact with you. But he doesn’t react, and in contrast to the previous times this happened, you’re fearful of what this might lead to.

When you arrive at the hotel, Felix tips the driver and ushers you both inside, where you take another painful ride up the elevator, shoved up against both of them and panicked for what Felix is going to say when you arrive.

And in the dimly lit hotel room, things are painfully silent. Hyunjin throws off his shoes, sitting comfortably on the edge of the bed and maintaining a cocky expression on his face. You sit on the cushioned chair across from him, keeping a safe distance from him, hands folded in your lap like a scolded child as you wait for Felix to speak. Felix paces in front of both of you, hands toying with the buttons on his shirt in deep thought.

“Do you like him more than me?” Felix asks.

“No, Felix. God, no. Absolutely not. He just kissed me and I-”

“Would you leave me for him?” He says.

“Never. I wouldn’t leave you for anyone.”

“Do you think I treat you well?”

“The best,” You reply quickly. “You’re so good to me, Felix. It meant nothing to me, seriously.”

He pauses for a moment, swallowing before continuing.

“Who would I be if I denied you what you so desperately want?”

Your brows furrow at his words, unsure of the implication.

“I want you, Felix. I don’t want him-”

“You can kiss him again,” Felix says finally, stopping in front of you and gesturing to Hyunjin.

“What?”

He’s behind you now, his hands finding their way to your shoulders as he massages little circles in your back and kneads out the tension in your neck.

“I said kiss him again,” he says, grazing his fingertips along your jaw. “You wanted to kiss him. So kiss him.”

Your eyes lock on Hyunjin, who’s still comfortably seated on the bed, no reaction on his face.

“I didn’t want-”

“It’s okay, baby,” Felix chimes in, crouching down in front of you and taking your hand in his. “I’m not mad. It’s like I said- what kind of boyfriend would I be if I denied you what you want? I want to be good to you. I want you to feel good. Tonight’s all about you. Got it?”

You can’t reply for a moment, his words circling your mind as you make sense of the implications. He’s asking you to make out with his best friend- you suppose it’s nothing he hasn’t already asked of you, but still, you’re reluctant to follow through with his orders.

“Are you gonna kiss him? For me?” He says, and his tone is completely serious. Hyunjin’s lips pull into a smile, beckoning you to the bed with a “come hither” motion.

“Only if you want me to,” you reply in a shaky voice.

“I want you to,” he clarifies.

And before he can question you again, you make your way to the bed, seating yourself next to Hyunjin and waiting for him to make the first move.

He wastes no time complying, leaning into you again and pressing his wine-flavored tongue to yours, picking up exactly where you left off in the club. Your hands instinctively thread through his hair, tongue slipping between his lips to taste even more of him. For a moment, you almost forget Felix is in the room with you, only remembering when you feel him behind you again.

While Hyunjin’s lips move in perfect harmony with yours, Felix buries his face in the crook of your neck, pressing gentle kisses to the flesh before sucking a generous bruise between his teeth. The sensation stings delightfully, and you let out a little whimper into Hyunjin’s mouth as Felix works you.

“Felix,” you say breathlessly, completely dumbfounded with what is happening to you right now.

“Shh,” Felix says, “Just relax for me, okay? Tell me if you’re uncomfortable and we’ll stop.”

But you’re far from uncomfortable- the feeling of both giving you their undivided attention has you reeling off the high of your preemptive arousal for them, completely lost in the pleasure of it. It’s in this moment that you understand Felix’s proposal; he wants you to give in to Hyunjin’s sexual desires for you- he wants you to use both of them. And who are you to deny it when it’s all happening so quickly in front of you, and it feels so good? It’s not like you haven’t fantasized being shared between the two of them like this.

While thoughts circle your mind, you feel Felix’s hands run up and down your torso, toying with the straps on your dress as he pulls away.

“Gonna unzip this, okay? Just focus on him.”

You shiver a little at his words, nodding as he slowly unzips your dress, sliding both straps down either arm and folding it down over your torso.

At the same time, Hyunjin’s kisses have turned needier, hungrier, as his hands find your waist and he pulls you closer to him. You resist the urge to straddle his lap, wanting to still remain close to Felix’s needy kisses on your neck. But Hyunjin is desperate, his hands finding their way to your thighs and pulling you onto his lap anyway. Felix smirks a little at his desperation, knowing very well the feeling of wanting you a little too much. And he empathizes with it- after all, Hyunjin’s not the one who gets to take you home every night.

Felix’s nimble fingers have now succeeded in removing your bra, leaving you bare-chested for both of them to gawk at. And gawk Hyunjin does- his lips remain parted as he breaks away from your lips and gasps a little at the sight.

“I know,” Felix says, taking note of his reaction.

As if asserting his dominance, he brings a hand to your chin, angling your face toward him and pressing a wet kiss to your lips. You moan gently into the kiss and smile, finally reveling in the familiar sensation of your boyfriend’s lips on yours. As your tongue swirls around his, you feel Hyunjin reach a hand up to palm over one of your nipples with his calloused hands, and you gasp into Felix’s mouth instinctively.

Hyunjin’s slender fingers toy with your nipple, watching you and Felix intensely as you exchange repeated chaste kisses with each other. And then before you can turn your attention back to Hyunjin, he leans his face down, taking your breast in his mouth and sucking harshly. You break away from Felix to watch him, arching your eyebrows in pleasure as he swirls his tongue around your sensitive nipples and maintains eye contact with you.

“Feel good?” Felix asks, and you turn back toward him to nod, lost for words. He just smiles, bringing you in for another kiss as Hyunjin moves to your other breast, grazing his teeth over the nipple before sucking harshly.

The three of you stay like that for several minutes, exchanging kiss after kiss with Felix while Hyunjin gives attention to both of your breasts. When Hyunjin is eye-level to you again, he’s completely breathless, hands snaking lower to fiddle with the hem of your panties. It’s then that you notice he’s rock-hard below you, his erection straining against your clothed core as he loops a finger through your waistband and pulls your underwear down.

Hyunjin’s hands are quick to loop around your waist, pulling you closer to him and grinding you against his clothed crotch in desperation.

“Fuck, baby…” he breathes out, throwing his hand back. “I want you so bad.”

Felix chuckles at his words, observing the way Hyunjin now undoes his belt buckle and pulls his pants down to his knees.

“Not so fast,” Felix says, cupping his hands around your breasts again and massaging them tenderly. “You have to get her ready first.”

One hand snakes lower, past your navel, until he’s just above your core, watching Hyunjin intensely as you shiver in anticipation.

“You want me to touch you, baby?” Felix asks, pressing a series of tender kisses to your shoulder.

“Yes, Felix… please…”

And without a second to spare, two fingers find purchase on your clit, massaging in circle motions as he kneads your other breast with his free hand.

“There you go…” he coos sweetly, admiring the way your moans get higher in pitch with the newfound contact. Hyunjin watches the way your body reacts to the contact, your body writhing in his touch as he brings you close to your orgasm, and then pulls away again to tease your entrance.

As your symphony of moans fills the room, Hyunjin discards his slacks and boxers, leaving just enough space between you and his aching cock so that Felix can continue to massage your clit. But as you begin to tremble, your hand reaching out to grasp Hyunjin’s thigh in an attempt to keep you stable, Hyunjin grows impatient.

“Don’t let her cum yet,” he says to Felix, reaching out a hand to caress your face in his palm. And Felix complies, pulling away again and licking his fingers clean of your arousal. You whimper at the loss of contact, quickly turning to Felix for reassurance.

“Want to make it last, yeah?” Felix says, giving reason to Hyunjin’s orders. He gathers your hair at the nape of your neck, using one hand to massage your thigh and prop it open gently.

“Spread for him, baby,” Felix says, prompting you to open your legs, and Hyunjin sits back on the bed.

“Lay down,” Felix then commands, guiding you with a hand on your shoulder, and you do as you’re told, your gaze locking on the hotel ceiling above you. Hyunjin hovers over you briefly, pressing a series of chaste kisses to your neck, before trailing down until he’s at your core. You can’t see him anymore, peering down to catch a glimpse of the top of his ebony hair, waiting in anticipation for him to do something. And before you can order him to, he licks a long stripe up your slit, wagging his tongue back and forth over your clit before taking it between his lips and sucking.

Your back arches up into him instantly, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he sucks harshly, pursing his lips together to spit on your clit and kiss it onto every inch of your folds. He’s magic with his tongue, lapping up at your arousal like a starved animal, moaning into your pussy and pressing his hardened length into the mattress to gain some relief.

You don’t hear Felix get undressed, but he appears over you again with a smirk, roused at the sight of you writhing in pleasure and getting tongue-fucked by someone other than himself. He knows how badly you’ve wanted this, well aware of the fact that your makeout sessions with Hyunjin almost mirror the way he now laps at your sopping pussy.

When his freckled-face is in sight, you feel an overwhelming sense of desire to be close to him again, endeared by the way he smiles down at you and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. He’s doing this for you, letting you fulfill your filthy fantasies, and you desperately yearn to return the favor.

“Ah- baby,” you stutter, shutting your eyes at the sensation of Hyunjin giving kitten licks to your pussy. “Want to taste you,” you finally breathe out, and when you reach a hand out to wrap your fingers around his base, he groans instantly at the contact.

Felix shuffles closer to you, watching with labored breaths as you kiss his tip gently, taking him into your mouth and swirling your tongue around his protruding veins.

“Fuck,” he says, guiding you with one hand on the back of your head as you bob up and down his length. The only sounds echoing the walls are the lewd ones of spit and sucking, and you feel your walls clench around Hyunjin’s tongue as he begins to prod at your entrance.

With every jerk of your body, you gag around Felix’s aching cock, causing him to emit deep guttural moans and tug at your hair.

“Hyunjin, I’m gonna cum,” you say, sitting up on your elbows to look down at Hyunjin, whose face is still buried in your cunt.

“Not yet,” Felix says quickly, finally prompting Hyunjin to sit up and look at the two of you.

“I want you to fuck her,” Felix says to Hyunjin, and your heartbeat quickens rapidly at his words- he’s going to let another man fuck you while he watches.

“Are you okay if he fucks you?” Felix asks you sweetly, his hand intertwining with yours in a supportive manner. You want to, so badly, but you’re still afraid of what Felix might think.

“Yes, but I want you to be okay with it,” you reply, looking back at Hyunjin, who seems to be wincing at his hard-on.

“I’m okay with it,” Felix chuckles. “I want you to feel good. And comfortable.”

You nod at your boyfriend’s words, sitting up and waiting for your next direction. Felix is quick to get on the bed, propped up on his hands with his legs spread, pressing a single kiss to your temple.

“Sit back,” he says.

You crawl to your boyfriend, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips before turning around and sitting with your back against him, still intertwining your hands with his. His erection presses into your thigh as he waits for Hyunjin to proceed.

Hyunjin quivers a little at the sight- it’s something he’s dreamt of for so long, and he’s momentarily nervous he won’t satisfy the same way Felix does. But he brings a hand up to his cock anyway, jerking twice before tapping gently at your entrance.

“Is this okay?” He asks you, his voice shaky and breathless.

“Yes,” you reply, giving your boyfriend’s hands a little squeeze as he sits behind you. And as he nods at your words, he slips into your entrance with ease, your pussy taking him whole as he shuts his eyes in pleasure.

“Fuck,” Hyunjin breathes. “You’re so tight.”

The stretch makes you gasp, arching your back away from Felix, which he guides back toward him with a hand on your waist.

“Feels so good,” you say, letting out soft moans as he begins to thrust in and out of you.

“I’m not gonna last long,” Hyunjin admits, as he pants over you. His face is laced with beads of sweat, which drip off him and onto your bare torso.

Felix caresses your skin with his fingertips, judging your reactions as Hyunjin fucks you, moving faster at the sound of your moans. The room teems with sounds of your moans, Hyunjin’s whines, the gush of his cock sliding in and out of your soaking entrance, and Felix’s low chuckles as he gauges your responses. The other rooms around you have to know what’s going on- though judging by the scenery of the clubs, you’re pretty sure they’re used to the sounds of threesomes ringing through the halls.

“I’m close,” Hyunjin breathes, pausing momentarily to feel you clenching around him. You’re close, too, briefly unsure of whether you should hold out your orgasm for Felix. But he doesn’t tell you to wait, he just grazes his hands along your face and your breasts, smiling when you gasp at Hyunjin thrusting hard into you again.

“I’m close, too,” you say, rolling your eyes back to see Felix’s reaction. He smiles down at you, beaming at the fact that you’re so fucked-out in pleasure.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Hyunjin exclaims, letting out a series of whimpers as he squeezes his eyes shut. He finishes inside of you, thrusting you well into the point of overstimulation, before pulling out and jerking the remaining drops onto your clit.

Before you can say anything to him, he’s dipping his head between your thighs again, lapping his tongue eagerly at your folds and dipping into your entrance. You gasp in shock at the erotic sight- Felix holding you tenderly while another man laps his cum out from your swollen pussy. But Felix doesn’t protest- instead, you feel him guide you up again, his hands on your waist as he flips you around.

“Saved it for me?” He says, pressing kisses down your shoulders and running a finger down the crook of your spine. “I knew you belonged to me.”

Hyunjin scoots off the bed, catching his breath as he watches Felix assume his position behind you. But despite finishing, he doesn’t leave yet, sitting at the foot of the bed and tilting your chin up to meet his gaze.

“Open,” he orders plainly, giving your chin a little squeeze as you part your lips for him. And as Felix slides himself into you, Hyunjin places A wet kiss on your open mouth, his tongue swirling remnants of his semen and your arousal back into your mouth. You feel filthy like this, But so good, so well taken care of, as Felix begins his thrusts into you.

“Was he good?” Felix asks, speeding up his thrusts as you shut your eyes in pleasure.

“So good,” you groan in response, gasping as Hyunjin wipes your chin clean of the saliva-cum mixture.

“I’m close,” you say to him, feeling your stomach contract and your walls tighten around his pulsating cock inside of you. You’re both aching for your release now, the sexual tension from when you first entered the club finally catching up to you both. The way he’s been teasing you with his touches all night, eye-fucking you from across the room and encouraging Hyunjin to drive you crazy.

“Cum with me, baby,” Felix says, pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail and sucking a bruise onto your neck. “I know you want to. You’ve been so good today, now be good and finish with me.”

It doesn’t take more than his words to make you finish, your pussy clenching around him as he pours his hot load inside of you, thrusting every drop back into you and nibbling at the purple bruises on your skin.

Before pulling out, he tilts your face toward him again, placing a sloppy kiss to your lips and sharing the taste of yours and Hyunjin’s arousal.

“Did so good for me,” he says before sliding out and pressing little kisses to your spine. “Do you feel better?”

You sit back on your knees, catching your breath and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Yes. Much.”

Felix chuckles, throwing the duvet off the bed and leaving to get a towel and some water.

“Don’t move,” he says. “Gonna get you cleaned up, yeah?”

You don’t remember Hyunjin leaving, but he’s gone now, the room growing silent again as Felix makes his way to the bathroom. Your chest rises and falls as you lay on your pillow and glance out the window, the streets of Paris still aglow with the movement of lovers and club lights.

*

For several hours, you and Felix lie in your hotel bed, bodies tangled with each other as he holds you and grazes your face tenderly. His touches are gentle, and intentional, reminding you without words that you’re safe. When you lean into his touch, he peppers your face with little kisses, emitting little giggles from you, and then he gives your hand a little squeeze, a reminder that you’re his.

The fragrant hotel scent of vanilla and sandalwood fills the air around you, and the airy white duvet hugs you comfortably, as your eyelids flutter shut in drowsiness.

“Sleepy?” Felix asks, bringing a thumb to your temple and rubbing gentle back and forth motions.

“Mhm.”

He scoots closer to you on his pillow, bringing his lips to your ear and pressing a tender kiss.

“Rest,” he says, smiling, endeared at your tired state.

He doesn’t have to ask the questions this time- he knows very well, already. You’d never leave him for Hyunjin, nor do you feel any different about him.

You’re his- irrevocably, time and time again.

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[baby-yongbok]

Brainless Baby

Boyfriend!Felix x Afab!Reader x Best Friend!Hyunjin

♡ Genre - Explicit Sexual Content [MDNI]

♡ Word Count - 4k

♡ Summary - "You're the only guy to ever make me crawl"

♡ Warnings - Hyunlix action (mxm), Oral ( m & f rec.), Cum sharing, dom/sub dynamics (sub Hyunjin, Dom Felix & Reader) , unprotected sex, creampie [I think that's all] ♡ a/n - What's a plot? We don't know her. We just know the pure filth that is this fic. Would you believe me if I said that I haven't even seen the SKZ Code with that line that inspired this fic? I'm so behind. Anyway, Hope you enjoy! + reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ MDNI

✧ Masterlist ✧

You like to say that you’re the best friend that anyone can have and you think that Hyunjin would agree if you asked him. You’re the type of person who takes pride in helping a friend in need. Someone needs money? You’ll lend them some. One of your friends needs help moving? You’ll lend a hand. Your best friend is feeling stressed from work? You’ll invite him over to fuck you and your boyfriend. It’s simple. 

Ever since you started inviting Hyunjin into your bedroom with your boyfriend, Felix, it’s been a rollercoaster ride. Since you and your partner are more of the kinky type each scene has been an adventure. It can range from simple planned out play to completely unpredictable. Even with you knowing all of that you never thought that you’d see something like this.

"You're the only guy to ever make me crawl." Hyunjin huffed with a smile as he looked up at the blonde smirking down at him. "You're just gonna let him do this to me, princess?"

He looks up at you with a playful glint in his eye. He doesn't hate this as much as he wants you to think he does but it's fun to play along. 

"I don't know I kinda like you on your knees" You kneel to Hyunjin’s level, running your fingers through his hair before closing your fist around the locks and forcing his head back slowly. A groan escapes him.

"Doesn't he look pretty down there, angel?" Felix kneels down to your level so that he's face to face with Hyunjin. "You wanna get up?"

You expected Hyunjin to roll his eyes. You expected him to tell you both that he obviously wants to get up with that annoyed rasp to his voice but he doesn't. He whimpers instead, shaking his head to the best of his ability while he whispers to you both. "I don't "

"You wanna stay on your knees for us? Follow us around on all fours like a pet?" Felix coos, his condescending tone pulls a whine from Hyunjin's throat. The blonde takes his middle and pointer finger and places it under Hyunjin's chin. He tips his head up so that there's nowhere else to look but at him. "You wanna be a good boy for me today, Hyunjinnie?"

 It’s seldom that Hyunjin lets his guard down like this. You and Felix have had this dynamic with him for close to a year now but he’s never taken on the submissive role like this. He’s more of the stubborn type, rolling his eyes and making you or Felix force him into submission but never fully going into the headspace. It’s always just enough to blow off some steam. 

You know that Hyunjin leads a busy life, that’s why he comes to you two. He says that he likes to relinquish control after the long and hard days of doing what everyone else wants him to do. He likes to put a chunk of his trust into the hands of you and Felix but it’s never this much. He never hands it all over. 

When he called you yesterday to set up today's meeting he mentioned something about not wanting to have to think anymore. He said that he just wants to exist and be told what to do, what to think, what to say. He said that he needed a break and that’s exactly what he’s getting.

“C’mere” Felix beckons the raven haired boy with two fingers as he walks three steps in front of him. You follow behind, trailing slowly as you watch Hyunjin follow the younger's orders. “Feeling brainless today, baby?”

Hyunjin shakes his head, no hesitation or thought to what he’s agreeing to at all. “That’s alright.” Felix’s accent is thick on his tongue as he stops walking, turning to the boy behind him with a sweet smile that contradicts all pending action. 

“We’ll take care of you, won’t we angel?” He glances up at you with the same smile.

“Such good care of you. I promise, Hyune.” You pet his head and he melts into the touch. You can’t help but to stare at him, awestruck by how fast he’s fallen into this headspace. He’s never been this far gone before. 

Hyunjin runs his tongue over his bottom lip before sucking the corner of it into his mouth. Felix notices and takes a step closer. His two fingers find a spot under Hyunjin’s chin once again, guiding the eldests gaze to his. “Need something?” Felix runs the tip of his thumb over Hyunjin’s bottom lip, freeing the corner from his teeth. 

“What do you need, pretty boy?” The rumble of Felix’s tone makes you press your thighs together seconds before Hyunjin does the same. Your best friend peers up at you with his big brown eyes glazed in a way that you’ve never seen before. He looks between you two, waiting for someone to decide what it is that he needs. 

“I think that he needs his mouth full, Lix.” Hyunjin nearly crumbles at your feet once your suggestion hits the air. His eyelids flutter shut for just a second as he sucks the corner of his lip back into his mouth.

You step closer to Hyunjin so that he can lean his head on the side of your leg. You watch as his fingers spread and the tips slightly dig into the carpet beneath him in anticipation. 

“Is that it?” Felix blinks down at Hyunjin with a teasing gaze as he slowly slips his finger between Hyunjin’s plump blushed lips. You watch, bare cunt dripping under your skirt as Hyunjin welcomes every bit of Felix’s finger into his mouth. 

The younger exhales a shaky breath as the kneeling boy swirls his tongue around the digit with a light moan. He sucks lightly while mindlessly bobbing his head a bit. His glistening eyes stare up at Felix like he’s hung the stars in the sky. You’re speechless. Wildly turned on but utterly speechless.

 Felix's finger slides in and out of Hyunjin's mouth at a slow, agonizing pace. The younger fights back a full body shudder as Hyunjin gets lost in the action. 

Your hand moves on its own as you watch them. You stroke Hyunjin’s freshly cut hair at the back of his head to coax him further into his relaxed state. 

 Felix's watches with an amused twinkle of satisfaction in his eyes as Hyunjin moans at the pressure of him pressing the pad of his thumb down onto the middle of his tongue. His eyes knit together as your boyfriend slowly pries his mouth open. Felix bends to Hyunjin’s level once again as he slides his finger out of Hyunjin’s mouth and replaces the digit with his tongue. He leans in quickly, pulling your friend into a slow and sloppy kiss.  

Hyunjin’s hand finds your ankle and the tips of his fingers sink into the flesh as Felix explores his mouth. He whines against your boyfriend, moaning and pushing into the kiss with a desperation that you’re not sure that you could ever match. 

A quiet moan slips past your lips as you watch them. Your pulse picks up at the naughty scene unfolding in front of you as you take in every inch of them. Every detail. You and Felix have opened your relationship to help several other friends, you’ve seen Felix dom some of your friends, some of his friends and even some strangers but this feels different. It feels so hot and effortless like he’s been preparing for the day that Hyunjin lets his guard down. 

The feeling of a new hand on the outside of your leg makes you jump, pulling your focus away from the boys in front of you and down to the source.You watch as Felix’s hand trails up the front of your leg, slithering up your calves and tickling the inside of your thigh before it disappears under your skirt. “Fuck.” He rasps, his mouth still semi full of Hyunjin’s tongue.

He nips down on Hyune’s bottom lip as he pulls away, a thin line of spit connects them until Felix turns to look up at you. “Watching us made you that wet, angel?” 

 While Felix is talking to you Hyunjin stares up at your boyfriend with a dazed expression. He’s fucked out, there isn’t a single thought in his head that makes sense. “How about we have this sweet boy taste you.” 

Hyunjin switches the target of his attention. He stares up at you as he sits back on his knees, still on all fours just how Felix wanted him. He almost looks like a cat waiting patiently for its meal. “C’mere Hyune.”

He scoots forward and you lift the front of your skirt to show off your bare cunt to him. He whimpers, squeezing his thighs together once again and looking up at you with watery eyes that are desperate to spill over with tears of pure pleasure. “Stick your tongue out.” You instruct softly and Felix watches it all from behind him. Hyunjin quickly obeys, poking out the muscle over his bottom lip with his head tilted back just enough to see both you and Felix at the same time. 

“Sit on it, sweetheart.” Felix takes your hand that’s not holding up your skirt and leads you forward until your cunt is resting on Hyunjin’s tongue. He moans just as you do, your head kicks back with eyes shut tight as he starts to lave over your swollen bud. The tip of his tongue dips and weaves between your folds sloppily encouraging your well watered flower to spill over his chin as he gets more into it. 

Your moans are echoing through the room and Felix listens to them like music. “Looks like he did need his mouth full, huh?” Felix muses while he combs his fingers through Hyunjin’s long locks.

 Hyunjin's eyes roll back and he lets out a satisfied sigh. “C’mon make my baby feel good.”  Felix fists Hyunjins hair and pushes him further against you. He groans, his nose is pushed up against your pubic mound as he sucks and swirls your clit. 

“Hyune, Hyunjin, ‘m gonna cum.” His thighs press together and his fingers twist and fist at the shaggy living room carpet beneath him. Felix notices it all, he notices everything. From the way that you’re rocking your hips against Hyunjin’s mouth and pinching your nipples over your shirt to the way that Hyunjin’s hard cock desperately twitches in his slacks in a pathetic attempt to feel any friction at all. “Oh fuck fuck fuck.” 

Felix gets behind you to make sure that you stand steady as you come undone on Hyunjin’s tongue. If you were dripping before then you are pouring now, soaking up every inch of Hyunjin’s chin with your sweet water. 

Felix kisses the curve of your neck as you come down from your high and Hyunjin kitten licks and cleanses every bit of you that he can reach. He’s so far gone, so fucking horny that he’s damn near panting for more. He needs more. “That’s my girl.” Felix leads you back and over to the couch so that you can take a second to come down from space. 

He sets his sights back on the cat-like boy a couple of steps away from you. You blink a couple of times in an attempt to take him in. He’s still in his work clothes, a white button up untucked from his black slacks with the first four buttons undone. There are wet spots on his collar and by his buttons courtesy of your dripping cunt. His dick is rock hard in his slacks, straining dangerously against the bulging zipper. It’s practically begging for attention. His hands are in fists and his lips are still wet, so fucking wet. 

“And that’s my boy.” Hyunjin’s hazy eyes nearly sparkle once Felix starts towards him. Your boyfriend grins with a faint chuckle. “She’s so sweet isn’t she?” Hyunjin nods, never breaking eye contact with Felix. 

“Care to share?” The blonde kneels, tipping Hyunjin’s chin up with a single finger before licking up his lips to collect your lingering arousal. He plants sloppy kisses against his lips that Hyunjin struggles to keep up with but tries to reciprocate anyway. “So damn good.”

He leans back, looking your best friend in the eye for a second or two before leaning in and kissing Hyunjin's forehead. His lips linger there for a few moments before he pulls away. “You did so good for her.”

Your vision is clearer now as you watch them from your spot on the couch, cunt still dripping. “Thank you, Hyune.” You coo and the corner of his mouth nearly turns up in a smile but that would require thought and he can’t seem to think right now. 

“He’s gone dumb, baby.” Felix stands, leaving Hyunjin on his knees. “Come.” He beckons him with two fingers and Hyunjin follows, crawling close behind Felix until he takes a seat next to you on the couch. 

“Let’s see if he can go dumb on my cock now.” Felix unties his sweatpants and Hyunjin audibly falls apart just for a second. He moans, bucking into the air as he sits back on his knees. “You wanna suck it? Or do you want me to fuck you?”

Hyunjin bites at his bottom lip, watching carefully as Felix frees himself from his sweats. “I think our brain-dead baby still wants his mouth full. Poor thing, isn’t satisfied yet.” You speak up for Hyunjin, leaning over and patting his head as he waits to have his mouth busy again. 

 “Poor thing.” Felix teases. “Lemme see your tongue.” 

Hyunjin sticks out the muscle just as he did before, perfectly flat over his bottom lip. Felix beckons him closer with a bent finger and Hyunjin leans forward so that he’s no longer sitting on his knees. He’s on all fours again. 

Felix slaps the tip of his cock against Hyunjins tongue with a deep groan. He rubs it back and forth a bit to tease the eager boy as spit drips off the tip of his tongue. “Suck.” Hyunjin acts immediately, wrapping his lips around Felix’s ruddy tip with a satisfied moan. His eyes flutter shut as he swirls his tongue and your boyfriend throws his head back against the couch at the feeling. 

“That fucking mouth.” You lean over, stretching your arm over Felix’s chest and splaying your hand over his toned stomach. 

“Is he better than me, Lixie?” Your boyfriend looks over at you with pinched brows and a fucked out glint in his eyes. The corner of his mouth turns up into a smile as he shakes his head. 

“Close.” He runs his hand up your bare arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. You don’t take your eyes off of him while he touches you. “But nothing can beat your mouth, baby.”

You lean in with a smile but it melts away once your lips meet Felix’s. He licks into your mouth with a hot desire that you feel right in your core. He moans into you and you swallow it with a greedy thirst for more. More of him, more of Hyunjin, more pleasure. More of everything. 

“Shit.” He rasps against your lips and you pull away to look down at Hyunjin. His eyes are closed as he bobs his head, deep throating Felix every now and then with drool running from the corners of his plump lips and over his chin. He’s more of a mess than before and it’s so hot. So damn hot that you just have to give your cunt some more attention. 

You open your legs wide enough for one of them to almost drape over Felix’s knee and you snake your hand down to where you're drenched for the boys in front of you. Your fingers carefully run over your swollen clit, it’s still sensitive from Hyunjin’s skillful attack but it feels too good to care. “Greedy, baby.” Felix tsks as he pulls you back in for a sloppy kiss. 

Your fingers dip into your cunt and after a bit of playing on your own Felix’s nimble fingers find your clit to show it some attention. You turn into a moaning mess just like Hyunjin. A desperate cry leaves him with each bob of his head. “Fuck, Hyune. Look at me, baby. Eyes on me lemme see em.” 

Hyunjin looks up at Felix with watery eyes clouded with lust and a drooling mouth full of his cock. It’s hot. It’s so hot that you’re shaking and cumming the second that you see him like that. 

Hyunjin whimpers and bucks his hips at the sight of you coming undone again. His straining cock brushes against the couch and it feels so good that he chokes on the throbbing cock in his throat.

 “Wanna touch yourself?” Felix asks, voice raspy with his pending orgasm lingering in the pit of his stomach. Hyunjin moans, blinking up at Felix in a desperate attempt to beg. “Jerk your cock while you suck me off.”  

That’s all Hyunjin had to hear to get his hands to rush down and pop the button of his slacks. The zipper undid itself with the pressure of his cock against it. He moans more wildly around your boyfriend's dick now that he has his own in his fist. He hisses as he polishes the angry tip, nearly choking on spit as he takes a sharp inhale. 

With Hyunjin’s attention split between himself and Felix the younger decides to help the desperate boy complete his original task. Felix’s hand fists Hyunjin’s hair and starts to help him bob his head over him. He speeds up and slows down to his heart's content until his cock is twitching in your best friend's mouth. “Gonna - fucking nut. Gonna fucking cum.”

Hyunjin is damn near crying as he works his cock and Felix’s in tandem. He’s a mess of moaning and groaning. His eyes are rolling back, spit is dripping down his chin and chest while pre-cum paints his throat and his fist. He’s fucked out. Debauched. 

“Ah, shit.” Felix bucks up into his throat, halting all movement as he spills his load into Hyunjin’s mouth. “Don’t swallow.” He grunts his demand through clenched teeth as he rides out his orgasm. He thrusts once, twice, three times into Hyunjin’s mouth before he slowly pulls out. 

“Fuck.” You and Felix hiss at the same time when a bit of cum drips down Hyunjin’s chin. He keeps his mouth closed while he strokes his own cock. He’s waiting for instruction, he’s waiting for you two to say that he can cum. “C’mere Jinnie.” 

He stops touching himself so that he can crawl in between you and Felix on the couch. He looks like a cat again, a desperate little kitty. 

You and Felix both move into him, your fingertips grazing over his skin as you unbutton his shirt further to reveal more of him. Once his chest is on display you lean in and brush your tongue over one of his hard nipples. He always tells you that that does close to nothing for him but the reaction you get from him as you wrap your lips around the bud would deem that a lie. 

“You’ve been so good.” You coo, kissing a trail up over his clavicle and licking bruising kisses into the skin of his neck.

“Such a good boy for us.” Felix fists Hyunjin's twitching cock and he moans into the air, throwing his head back with pinched brows as he twists his fist over his length. 

When Hyunjin leans up to get a look at the way that Felix is jerking him off you both lean in. Your mouths meet in a sloppy and passionate three way kiss that has Felix’s cum leaking from between Hyunjin’s lips and into your mouths. You moan at the familiar taste of Felix’s arousal and Felix moans at the mess spilling over his chin and down his neck.  

Felix pulls away and you take over the kiss, licking up all of the cum you missed and trailing sloppy kisses back down Hyunjin’s neck to collect what the two of you missed. While you're busy with that Hyunjin has his eyes on Felix who is spitting all of the cum he collected in his mouth onto Hyunjin’s cock. The warmth slides down his shaft in a sinful slow mo that makes Hyunjin’s toes curl. 

The lewd squelching of Hyunjin’s cum covered cock fucking Felix’s fist fills the room and you can feel the man next to you start to unravel with desperation. “Wanna cum, Hyune?” He’s nodding violently, moaning while staring over at you. “Here.”

You nod over at Felix and the two of you silently agree to switch. You throw your leg over Hyunjin to straddle his sticky cock while Felix pulls him in for a sloppy kiss. You position his pulsing tip at your soaked hole and he slips right in. 

“Gahh - Fuck. Fuck.” Hyunjin breaks his silence as he pulls away from Felix’s lips and throws his head back with a loud cry. He presses his hips into you, reaching you impossibly deep. “Can’t, can’t. Fuck, baby I can’t.” 

You grind against him, purposely clenching around him to pull some deeper cries from him. “Nghhahhh - Fuck. Lix, can I? Can I cum? Please, please, need it. Need to.”

He’s rambling as you start to bounce over him. He tries his damn best to look over at Felix and beg for his release. He really does try but his eyes just keep rolling back and fluttering shut. He can barely breathe right. His breath keeps getting stuck in his chest until he exhales with a shaky moan. 

“She feels so good doesn’t she? You like her riding your cock?” Hyunjin shakes his head, words don’t make sense anymore. He doesn’t think that they ever will again. He bites his lip so hard that he could draw blood. “Wanna ride mine like that when she’s done?”

“Shit.” Hyunjin hisses and Felix smiles that cocky smile that you seem to find contagious at the moment. “Please, please - gahhh - gotta cum.”

Felix looks over at you and you at him. He winks at you and you take that as your cue. You lean forward, wrapping your arms around Hyunjin’s neck and pulling his messy chest closer to you until he’s flush against you. His arms wrap around your waist as he lets you fuck him, he’s holding on for dear life. His honey skin is tinted red and he’s holding his breath until he hears you say it.

“Cum for us, Hyunjinnie.” A moan rips through him and he’s breathing again. His eyes are screwed shut and his fingers dig into you so hard that you just know that It’ll leave delicious bruises behind. He holds you still against him and starts fucking up into you desperately.

The sound of skin slapping against skin is decorated with your twin moans and Felix watches it all with his hardening cock between his fingers as he strokes it languidly. 

“Ah fuck.” He thrusts into you one last time before you feel him start to fill you up. Ropes of his hot sticky cum fall right on top of the other and collect around his cock that’s still plugging your pulsing hole. You grind against him, helping him ride out his orgasm as aftershocks of it all zap through him. 

“There we go.” You pepper kisses over his face as he pants beneath you, his head rests against the back of the couch and sweat beads and falls from his hairline. You comb back the hair sticking to his glistening skin with a smile. “How’re you feeling?”

“I-” He swallows hard, trying his best to form any words at all. “I’m good.”  

You chuckle, placing a quick kiss on his lips before starting to untangle the two of you. “You need water.” You move to get it once you’re up and Felix watches you walk away with Hyunjin’s cum sliding down the inside of your thigh. 

“You did well.” Felix pulls Hyunjin closer to rest on his shoulder. “Are you done for the day? Are you satisfied?”

The raven haired boy looks up at your blonde lover with that same fucked out gaze. It’s still hazy. Still desperate. “Not even close.” 

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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠: Why is she here?

Word count: 3832

Summary: In this chapter, Felix anxiously prepares for Y/N, their new pack member, to arrive at their home. Despite Chan’s announcement generating excitement, some pack members, especially Hyunjin and Seungmin, are skeptical. Felix reassures Y/N that the pack is eager to meet her, even though he senses underlying tension. Upon arrival, Y/N is greeted warmly by Minho and Han, which helps ease her anxiety. Felix explains the pack’s bond, which allows them to communicate and sense each other’s emotions. Though apprehensive about the bond, Y/N finds comfort in Felix’s support. During dinner, the atmosphere turns tense when Hyunjin and Seungmin express disapproval of Y/N’s inclusion, leading to a confrontation. Upset and overwhelmed, Y/N has a panic attack. Felix comforts her, helping her calm down and feel more at ease despite the rocky start.

Warning: Angst/comfort, cursing, hate, insecurities,

It had been about 15 minutes when Felix, the only person awake at the moment, noticed that they were approaching the house. His nerves grew as he worried that the boys wouldn't like her. The group chat began to buzz when Chan announced the new member of the pack. As usual, everyone except Han was skeptical about the situation, but they were also buzzing with excitement.

"If you all are sure about it, then I am," Changbin said through the bond for everyone to hear.

"I'm with Changbin. I trust you guys, so if you're so sure about it, then let's see where this takes us," Minho adds to the conversation.

Sometimes, Felix wondered why they even needed to text each other when they had a bond and could communicate through it. However, Chan said that texting was important for their human connection and that they needed to learn social skills, which was a fair point after all. Chan knew best.

"Thank you Mingi," Felix politely said as they stopped in front of the house. He turned to Y/n and gently pushed her hair away from her face, revealing a small beauty mark that resembled Hyunjin's.

"Y/n, we're here," Felix murmured softly, gently shaking her awake. She blinked, taking in the imposing structure of the house before them. The sight of it made her heart race. Was this really happening? Was this grand building about to become her new home? Her mind swirled with worries—what if the pack didn't accept her? What if she made a mistake? What if—

"Hey, stop overthinking," Felix said, trying to sound reassuring. "I'm nervous too, but believe me, they're excited to meet you. I can feel it through the bond." It wasn't entirely true—Felix did sense the excitement the pack was feeling through the bond, but he was also acutely aware of the frustrations and anger simmering beneath the surface, which churned his stomach.

He couldn't ignore the undercurrent of tension from Hyunjin and Seungmin. It hurt to think that two members of the pack, were already shutting her down with such negative feelings toward her when they barely knew. He understood their protective instincts and where they were coming from—they had always been like this ever since... well, ever since he had left. Felix knew that their feelings came from a place of deep loyalty and protectiveness for their home and pack.

"Really?" she asked, a wave of relief washing over her as his reassuring words eased her anxiety. She felt a surge of confidence and was finally able to take a deep breath. "Wow," she murmured, her eyes widening as she took in the grandeur of the building. "You all live here?"

"Yeah, it's amazing, right?" Felix replied with a grin. "Minho-hyung put so much effort into building it. He wanted it to be nestled by the forest, and Chan, being all love-struck, was totally on board. Now we can go hunting, fishing, or just let our wolves roam whenever we want." As they stepped inside, Y/N was greeted by a jumble of shoes at the entrance and a medley of sweet scents that instantly made her omega purr with contentment.

"I'm home!" Felix called out cheerfully as he stepped through the door. "Leave your shoes here," he instructed, and Y/N followed his lead, slipping off her shoes.

"Finally, Lix! Dinner is ready! Go wash up and—oh, hello! Who's your new friend, Lixie?" A strikingly handsome man appeared, his face beaming with a radiant smile. He wore an apron smeared with flour, which made Y/n chuckle.

"Minho-hyung!" Felix groaned in mock exasperation as he tiptoed to wipe the flour off Minho's face. "I told you to act natural, but you're terrible at it." He planted a quick kiss on Minho's lips before turning back to Y/N, who was smiling warmly at the scene.

"Okay, okay, I know," Minho said with a playful roll of his eyes. "But how was I supposed to act natural when you texted the group screaming that you'd found the last soulmate?" He huffed dramatically, still teasing Felix as he continued to fuss with his apron.

"Yeah, I didn't quite think that through..." Felix mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Anyway, Y/N, this is Minho—or Minnie, or babe, or baby, or—"

"Okay, okay, I think she gets the point, Felix!" Minho interrupted with a groan, ruffling Felix's hair affectionately. He turned to Y/N with a gentle smile, as if she were the most delicate thing in the world. "Hey there," he said softly, "It's really nice to meet you. You're absolutely beautiful."

Y/N blushed deeply, her cheeks turning a soft pink as her omega purred in delight at the warm welcome. "T-thank you, Beta," she responded shyly, her voice trembling with emotion. "It's nice to meet you too, Minho. You smell really nice, and you're so pretty." She gazed up at him through her long lashes, and Minho's heart nearly burst with happiness.

"Thank you," Minho said warmly, his eyes shining. "I made a big meal to welcome you to the pack. Why don't you wash up with Felix and then come join us? I'm sure you're starving." As if on cue, her stomach rumbled, drawn by the tantalizing aroma of the food cooking in the kitchen. She nodded, her face flushing with embarrassment.

"Thank you, it really means a lot," Y/N said, bowing slightly. Before she could straighten up, Felix had already tugged her past Minho and into the living room.

"Oh my God, I need to give you a tour of the house," Felix said with a chuckle, "but first, you might want to brace yourself."

"What do you mean, Felix—" Y/N started, but her question was cut off as Felix suddenly called out, "Han! Guess who's here!"

Confused, Y/N barely had time to react before she heard rapid footsteps descending the stairs, accompanied by a fresh, fruity scent—cherries and sweet lemon.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!" chanted a brown-haired boy as he flew down the stairs, nearly tripping over himself. Without hesitation, he leaped into Y/N's arms, snuggling against her as if she were his long-lost friend. "I'm here!" he cheered, burrowing into her embrace like an exuberant puppy. Y/N giggled, trying to keep her balance as she held the enthusiastic boy.

His large, brown eyes and round cheeks made her coo at his cuteness, reminiscent of a fluffy squirrel. He pulled back slightly to touch her face. "So pretty," he whispered in awe.

"Told you," Felix said with a grin, watching the scene unfold. Han then threw his arms around Felix in a tight hug, showering his face with kisses. "Felix, you did it! You found the last piece! She's so... SHE'S SO..."

"Breathtaking!" a deep voice boomed from the corner. Everyone turned to see a muscular, imposing figure stepping into the room, his presence commanding immediate attention.

"Binnie! Hey! Come say hi to Y/N!" Felix called, waving enthusiastically. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the strong scent of mint and rainy forest emanating from the approaching figure. An alpha. Though she wasn't terrified, she couldn't shake off the lingering trauma from her past. Her instincts made her take a hesitant step back behind Felix, causing a flash of hurt to cross Felix's face.

"Hey, he won't hurt you," Felix said softly, his voice tinged with concern. "This is Changbin, remember? I told you about him. I know alphas can be intimidating, but I promise you he's really nice. I'll be right here with you." He squeezed her hand reassuringly.

Y/N nodded slowly, forcing a smile as she extended a hand towards Changbin. "H-hey, Binnie. It's nice to meet you," she said quietly.

Changbin's face lit up with a relieved smile as he took her hand gently and kissed it. "Hey there, little one. It's nice to meet you too. Welcome to the pack. I hope my scent doesn't trouble you," he said softly.

"No, it won't," Y/N replied, tracing her fingers over the spot he had kissed. "I just need some time to get used to it, Changbin. But judging by how my omega is reacting, she really likes you." She looked into his eyes earnestly. "Please be patient with me?"

"Of course, love. Just know that you're one of us now, and no alpha will ever lay a hand on you," Changbin said, his hand gently resting on her chin as he rubbed his thumb across her cheeks, which were now flushed with a rosy hue.

"Ugh, seriously?" Minho's voice came from the kitchen door, dripping with mock disgust. "There are people around! And didn't I tell you two to wash up? Dinner's going to get cold!" The boys groaned in unison as Felix quickly pulled Y/N away, leading her up the stairs.

"Sorry about that," Felix said, a bit flustered as he led her through a maze of corridors. "They get a little clingy when they meet new people."

"It's okay," Y/N reassured him with a small smile. "They seem really nice. Where are the rest?"

Felix stopped in front of a door painted blue with his name on it. "Just a sec. I'll check with I.N." Instead of pulling out a phone or walking to I.N's room, Felix closed his eyes, focusing intently. After a moment, he exhaled and said, "He's in the downstairs gym but he'll be up soon."

Y/N looked at him, intrigued. "How did you...?"

Right..she didn't know about the telepathy. "We can communicate through the bond," Felix explained as he sat down on the bed, removing his sweater. "Have you heard of it?"

"Bond? No, I don't know what that is," she admitted, shaking her head.

"Well," Felix patted the bed beside him, inviting her to sit, "when we became a pack, Channie hyung taught us how to use the bond. It's a way we can communicate and feel each other's emotions. We can even see what someone else is seeing sometimes. It's a bit complicated and might seem strange at first, especially when he marks you. It's a bit embarrassing because we can see, hear, and feel everything you do."

As Felix spoke, Y/N's eyes widened in apprehension. "That sounds... intense."

"Yeah, it can be overwhelming at first," Felix said with a comforting smile. "But you'll get used to it. And remember, it's all about being connected and supporting each other."

"Don't worry, it's not scary at all," Felix said, waving his hands as if to reassure her. He pressed a quick kiss to her cheek, making her blink in surprise. The warmth of the gesture was comforting, and despite her initial shock, she couldn't help but feel a flutter inside. After all, he was undeniably attractive. "Would you like to shower first?" he asked, hoping to steer the conversation away from the more overwhelming aspects of their pack's secrets. Felix knew Chan could explain things in a way that would be less daunting for her. After all, he'd once been the new omega himself.

"Yes, please. But I don't have any clothes," she said, glancing down at her old maid's outfit with a frown.

"No problem," Felix said with an encouraging smile. He reached into his wardrobe and pulled out a towel. "I can get you one of my pajamas. Just go ahead." He gently nudged her toward the bathroom, then turned on the water for her. "This is how you turn on the cold water, and this is how you turn on the hot water," he explained, guiding her step by step. She nodded, memorizing each instruction as she absorbed the information.

"Um, Felix?" she said softly, her voice carrying a note of uncertainty.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for everything, really. You're such an angel. I don't know how I could ever repay you," she said, her gaze dropping to the floor as she thought about her uncertain future—probably facing starvation in a dungeon somewhere.

"You don't have to thank me, my love. That's what soulmates are for," Felix said, nuzzling her cheek gently. His touch elicited a soft purr and a contented whine from her omega. "But I do have one request," he added shyly.

""What is it? I'm open to anything," she said quickly, snapping out of her trance and looking up at him.

"C—can you remove your patches?" Felix asked, his voice tinged with frustration. "My omega keeps whining because we can't smell you." His annoyance was directed more at his own omega's insistence than at her. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively placed her hands on her glands, a look of embarrassment crossing her face.

"I—Felix, I wish I could, but... my scent is rotting right now—"

"What? Why?" Felix's concern was evident as he interrupted, his face falling as realization dawned on him. "That only happens when you're... oh." His whisper was filled with regret.

"Yeah," she said softly. "But I promise I'll remove them once I'm feeling better. Please?"

"Of course," Felix said, his voice softening. "I'll get more patches for you." He quickly left the room, and Y/n let out a sigh of relief as she closed the door behind him.

She stepped into the shower, finally peeling off the itchy patches. The hot water felt soothing against her skin, easing some of her tension. As she let the water cascade over her, she traced her fingers over the bruises covering her body—old and new, a mix of purples, blues, and yellows. She winced as her fingers brushed against one particularly sore spot, her mind drifting back to the moment she'd sustained it. The pain was a stark reminder of the trials she'd endured

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"Here you go," Felix said softly, handing her a box of patches and a steaming cup of tea. "This should help with the um... subdrop. Minho works with medicine and he said it might clear up the rotting scent, though it won't do much for how you're feeling," he explained delicately. "I hope it's okay that I told him..."

"It's okay, Lixie. Thank you." She accepted the tea gratefully, taking a soothing sip as Felix slipped into his pajamas. He then gently began braiding her hair, his touch light and comforting. "I.N is here," he whispered, just as a knock resonated through the room. Felix's face lit up with a smile as he opened the door, only to be enveloped in a warm hug. The alpha then placed a tender kiss on Felix's lips before stepping into the room, his grin bright and welcoming.

"Y/n, this is Innie," Felix said, his voice filled with affection. "He's the youngest alpha and the youngest of the pack. He's really sweet." Felix ruffled Innie's hair playfully before settling back down beside Y/n, who offered a shy wave.

"It's nice to meet you, Alpha," she said, bowing slightly as she took in his scent of chocolate and peppermint, which filled the room with a comforting aroma.

"Ah, I see," Innie cooed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "So, they were calling you two the 'sunshine twins.'" He smiled warmly at them both.

"Innie! Stop it," Felix whined, his cheeks flushing a deep red as he covered his face.

"Yah! Stop being so cute!" Innie teased, his voice filled with warmth. "It's so nice to meet you, Y/n. Let's head downstairs to eat before Minho goes mad. Chan just got back from the company. Come on," he said, extending his hand.

Y/n glanced at Felix for reassurance, who nodded encouragingly. She took Innie's hand and then reached for Felix's, the three of them making their way downstairs together. They entered the dining area where all eight packmates were seated, patiently waiting. Y/n offered a quick bow and a wave before sitting next to Felix, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement as she joined her new packmates for the meal.

"So, Y/n, I trust you've met everyone?" Chan's voice filled the room, drawing everyone's attention to her. She looked around and replied, "No, Alpha. I've met 6 out of the 8."

The room was rich with various scents, each contributing to an overall feeling of safety and sweetness, though there was a faint, sour note in the mix.

"She's really sweet, Hyung. She got along just fine with I.N and Changbin," Felix said, his pride evident as he spoke. Chan nodded in approval before taking another bite of his meal.

"That's good to hear. If you need anything, Y/n, don't hesitate to let me know or just talk to Felix or Han," Chan offered her a polite smile. "I'd like to have a chat with you after dinner, if that's alright."

"I'm perfectly okay with that, Oppa," she replied quickly, eager to show her willingness to integrate.

"Alright, enough talk. Welcome to the pack, little one!" Leeknow exclaimed, giving her a friendly ruffle of her hair and adding more meat to her plate. The room erupted in cheerful applause, but Y/n couldn't help noticing the two betas sitting together, casting her sharp, disapproving glances.

One started to speak up but whas quickly shut down by Chan. "Hyung, are you sure—"

"Not now, Hyunjin. Don't ruin the night," Chan cut off the blonde boy, who was seated next to him. Y/N hadn't met either of them yet, nor the other guy with brown hair and blonde streaks. She could tell they were betas and, judging by their expressions, they weren't thrilled about her presence.

Her ears twitched as she overheard snippets of the conversation, but her attention was soon captured by Han, who cheerfully linked their hands together, offering her a warm smile.

"We should go shopping tomorrow, Y/nnie!" Han exclaimed, running his fingers through her long hair with a bright smile. "Felix and I will take you."

"That's exactly what I was thinking, Han!" Felix chimed in enthusiastically from beside her. "Great minds think alike," he added with a boastful grin.

"I—I would love that, but I don't have any money," she hesitated, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"Don't worry about that!" Han waved off her concern with a playful flick of his hand. "That's why we have Chan and Changbin's credit cards. We never go broke. So stop pouting!"

Despite Han's cheerful reassurance, Y/n couldn't shake off the pang of guilt. "I couldn't— I mean, you guys have already welcomed me into your home. I honestly couldn't impose."

"Y/n, you're part of the pack now," Han insisted with a grin. "You don't have a choice. Let us love you and treat you right! Pretty pleaseee?"

"They won't stop until you say yes," Changbin added with a chuckle, startling Y/n as she hadn't realized he was listening. His presence was subtle but his voice carried well, especially against Han's enthusiastic chatter. "So just agree."

"Fine, we can go shopping, Han—"

"And also get nesting supplies—"

"And room decor," Felix interjected with a wink.

Y/n couldn't help but smile at their excitement, feeling a bit overwhelmed but also touched by their eagerness to include her.

"Yeah, you're right," Han continued, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "We can also get her hair and nails done—"

Y/n glanced back and forth between Han and Felix as they eagerly planned out the next day. She couldn't help but smile at their enthusiasm and care, touched by their efforts to make her feel at home. Her gaze drifted back to her plate, but her attention was soon drawn when her name was called from the other end of the table.

"Yes, Oppa?" she responded, looking up at Leeknow.

"I need to know your dietary requirements so I don't accidentally cook something that might make you sick," Leeknow said with a friendly smile.

"Oh, Hyung! You didn't ask us for our dietary requirements," I.N whined from his seat across the table.

"Yeah, well, that's because I don't need to worry about you lot," Leeknow retorted with a snicker. "You guys eat like a small army!"

"Meanie," I.N muttered, giving Leeknow a mock glare.

The sudden loud thump of Hyunjins's fist hitting the table made Y/N flinch. Instinctively, she nuzzled into Felix, seeking comfort from the commotion. Felix wrapped an arm around her, offering a reassuring squeeze as he gave her a warm, comforting smile.

"Hyunjin, don't—"

"No, Chan! You're acting like she's the Luna or something. She's messing up our dynamics!" Hyunjin's voice was sharp, cutting through the room. Every eye turned to him in shock, except for the beta, who merely looked bored.

"You didn't even consult us about adding someone new to the pack," Hyunjin continued, his frustration palpable.

"Hyunjin, stop it! We were always meant to be nine, not eight," Changbin growled, his scent growing increasingly sour. Felix's grip on Y/n tightened, his own scent turning bitter.

"Did you really have to do this in front of her?" Leeknow's voice was a low hiss, his irritation evident.

"He's right, Hyung. You can't just expect us to accept a random, lawless omega—"

"Seungmin, that's harsh! Why would you say something like that?" Han's voice rose in defense, standing up to protect Y/n.

"I-I can leave," Y/n whispered, barely audible. Tears welled up in her eyes as she choked on her words, her heart sinking. She had feared this moment, and now it felt like her worst fears were coming true.

"Felix, take Y/n to the living room. I'll be there in a minute," Chan ordered, his tone icy as he glared at the two betas who had soured the evening.

Without another word, Felix lifted Y/n from her seat and carried her down the hall. As they left, the last thing she heard was Hyunjin's bitter remark: "You're trusting someone we don't even know with Felix? That's absolute bullshit."

They entered a large room with dim lighting, cozy couches, and blankets scattered around. A massive flat-screen TV was mounted on the wall, and a bar was set up in the corner. Her knees gave out, and she sank onto a couch, curling up into herself. Quiet sniffles escaped her as she struggled to hold back her tears, overwhelmed by the sharp sting of rejection.

"Hey... it's okay. No need to cry. I'm sorry—"

"Please don't..." Y/n whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. Her fingers trembled as she picked at the frayed edges of her hoodie, her panic escalating into a storm that churned in her chest. Every breath felt shallow and tight, her heartbeat a frantic drum in her ears. The room seemed to close in around her, a suffocating presence of her fears and insecurities. She felt an overwhelming wave of shame and self-loathing crash over her, thoughts spiraling in a dark vortex of self-doubt. No one would want a ruined omega. They were dirty, used, and unworthy—

"Breathe, Y/n. Breathe for me, please. You're panicking," Felix's voice cut through the storm. His eyes, full of concern, locked onto hers, grounding her in the chaos. "You don't have to talk, but you need to try and calm down, okay?"

She turned away, her breathing ragged and uneven, but his hands gently guided her into a hug. The warmth of his embrace enveloped her, his scent—a soothing blend of cedar and honey—washing over her in waves. "I'm right here. No one is going to hurt you. Not while I'm here. Those two are just being pricks. I promise, we all want you here..."

As Felix's scent enveloped her, her frantic thoughts began to blur, the edge of her anxiety softening. Her body felt like it was melting into his embrace, every tense muscle loosening under his tender care. "There we go... nice and easy," he whispered, his voice a soft, reassuring murmur. He continued to coo softly, his gentle presence a balm to her frayed nerves, slowly pulling her back from the precipice of her panic.

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[leeknow-thoughts]

I wanted to request a hyunjin and Felix X reader where they’re all super close bffs & she keeps making them drink water and teasing them then she blocks the way to the bathroom and they both end up pissing themselves for her.

For extras idk if you’d be comfortable writing member x member so if you’re not you then exclude this bit and end it there but. Afterwards hyunjin gives Felix head and y/n watches as she plays with herself and pisses on her fingers.

Be as much of a slut as you want writing this 🫡

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I propose this ....

GOLDEN

TW(s) : piss duh, piss drinking, kinda omarashi, desperate hyunlix

a/n : this was so short I hope this is good! Thank you for the request ml ! <3

It was all part of your plan. You had made them drink water since you first saw them that day. You knew what you were doing. You just wanted to see how desperate they could become.

But this was too fun.

"Y/N pleaseeeee unblock the bathroom I need to pee!" Felix begged, he had been begging for almost ten minutes and you didn't plan on stopping.

"Me too please!" Hyunjin whines next to Felix.

You chuckle, you roll your head back and laugh before you hear broken sobs coming from Felix. You turn your head to see Felix with tears in his eyes while a large wet spot forms on his jeans. "Felix did you-" you stutter.

He bursts out in tears, unable to stop peeing all over himself. "Aww lixie, shh it's okay, you're such a messy little one hmm? It's okay, why are you crying?" you ask the crying boy, moving to his side.

"It's embarrassing!" he squeals.

"Oh tch tch tch, I know it is, but it's so fucking hot," you coo, kissing his hair.

His face lights up, "can I uhm drink Hyunnie's uhm-" he stutters out.

"You wanna drink Hyunnie's piss?" you ask the shy boy.

He nods with blushed cheeks. Hyunjin can't hold it much longer, he quickly pulls his cock out and lines it up with Felix's mouth, rolling his eyes back as he lets go.

"So pretty," you compliment Felix.

Your hand moves to Felix's bulge, palming it through his wet jeans. Hyunjin whines at the relief he feels after letting go. A dazed smile on his pretty lips.

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Hi, for the skz prompt game part 2, what about Image 1 # 42 with hyunlix x reader?

Skz prompt game

Prompt: "I'm only here to establish an alibi."

Members: Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Felix

Relationship: Babysitters!FemReader x Hyunlix (feat. MinChan's kids!)

Genre: Fluff

(MinChan's daughters names were inspired by that one anon! IFYKYK)

"Okay, and you're sure you have all the emergency numbers." Chan asks once more, bustling around the room, grabbing up last minute toys and bottles.

"Oh my god." Hyunjin rolls his eyes from the couch. "Yes, hyung. We know how to call the hospital and Minho's mom and the closest FBI Agency."

You snort from where you're sitting on the floor beside Felix, watching him color something with Ophelia that looks abstractedly like some kind of horse.

"Christopher." Minho appears in the doorway, the baby on his hip, his expression stern and slightly exasperated. "We have to go. We're going to be late and you know that makes me piss-" He pauses, glancing to the toddler beside you and then the baby in his arms and finishes lamely, "-grumpy."

Felix grins, squinting up at Minho. "Good save, hyung."

"You be quiet." Minho quips back, shifting slightly, as Hyunjin stands and takes the baby from his arms.

"Really, we'll be fine." He assures the two men standing together now in the doorway-Minho looking impatient and Chan looking unsure-before he glances down at the baby and boops her nose, making her babble and giggle. "Right, Pen?"

"Okay." Chan sighs, reaching up to brush some stray curls back from his forehead, before he adjusts his suit jacket, glancing to Minho. "If you're sure-"

"We're sure, god." You laugh, motioning with your head toward the waiting front door. "Get the hell out of here already."

"'Heck.'" Minho corrects you firmly with a glare in your direction, his gaze sweeping to the impressionable little girl still doodling with Felix.

You stick your tongue out at him. "Get the heck out of here already."

Minho wraps his arm around his husband's waist and tugs him toward the door. "C'mon, princess. Let's go then."

"Byyyye." Hyunjin sing songs in a teasing voice, wiggling his fingers at the duo.

In his arms, Penelope giggles and tugs at a long strand of his blonde hair.

Chan gives you all one last worried look before he lets Minho pull him out of sight.

You hear the front door shut and then the car start, and then they're gone.

From the floor, Ophelia claps her hands, beaming up at Felix.

"Uncle Lix, can we go to the park?"

Felix grins and tousels the girls dark curls, so much like Chan's.

"Of course we can, FeFe. Let's get your coat."

Hyunjin grins-cat like and mischievous-at the little girl from his spot on the couch, playing with Penelope.

"Get ready, Fe, because we're about to have the best day ever."

Ophelia cheers, and you grin at Felix, as he rises to get the little girl's coat.

Hyunjin stands, hoisting the baby on his hip.

"All right gang. It's about to get crazy. Let's hit the park."

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It takes longer than originally planned to wrestle both girls into their jackets and shoes and gather all the supplies needed for a day at the park, and by the time you all finally get out the door, the girls are more than a little excited-shrieking and bouncing-and the three of you are sweating.

"Oh my god." Felix breathes out, swiping at his brow, as he snatches Ophelia as she darts by, securing her safety helmet onto her head with a snap under the chin. "I can't believe the hyungs do this every day."

"Right?" Hyunjin groans, struggling to set up the stroller, as you watch, Penelope sucking happily on her fingers from her place on your hip. "I'm never having kids."

"Seriously." Felix readily agrees, nodding, before he dashes after Ophelia to stop her from going off the sidewalk and into the street. "FeFe, wait right there!"

"Even with me?" You question teasingly, settling Penelope into the now upright stroller, buckling her in before you tuck her blanket around her chubby legs, kicking happily.

Hyunjin gives you a shocked stare.

"Especially with you." He retorts back. "Your kids would be absolute terrors."

"Ah baby." You coo, leaning over to press a quick kiss to the corner of his full lips with a smile. "C'mon. They'd be so cute."

Felix arrives, dragging a resisting Ophelia by the upper arm, breathing heavily.

"They'd be so cute." He agrees, having caught the tail end of the conversation, as he carefully releases Ophelia and watches her warily for any sign she's going to dart again.

When she doesn't he pats her on her helmeted head and gives her her little push scooter, which she takes happily and begins to ride down the sidewalk.

Hyunjin pushes the stroller, and you all follow behind.

"But hear me out-" Hyunjin argues, maneuvering the stroller over a rough patch of sidewalk, as Penelope babbles happily and throws around a rattle.

Felix narrowly saves Ophelia from tipping over on her scooter and then returns back to your sides.

"-What if we just don't have our own kids-" Hyunjin continues, glancing down to check on Penelope, whose face is barely visible beneath the brim of her pink sunhat. "-and just borrow everyone else's? That way, we can have kid time, but give them back before they ruin our lives completely."

"Genius." You reply back dryly, and narrowly avoid him swinging out a hand to hit you.

"I dunno." Felix muses, as you turn the corner and the park comes into view. "My kids would be pretty fucking cute."

"You can't say that in front of them!" Hyunjin hisses back, glaring, referring to the swear word Felix had just let slip.

While glaring, he completely misses a crack in the sidewalk and stumbles, almost losing hold of the stroller.

"Fuck!"

Ophelia stops just ahead of you, staring at Hyunjin, her eyes wide, and then loudly parrots out, "Fuck!"

"Oh shit." Felix mutters beneath his breath, eyes wide.

You choke on your spit, and Hyunjin promptly loses all color in his face.

Ophelia, unaware of the terror she's just caused, happily begins pushing her scooter again in the direction of the park, humming over and over beneath his breath, without a care in the world, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Minho-hyung's gonna kill you." Felix whispers out, voice lowered, as if he's worried the man in question can already hear you.

"Correction-" You mutter back, watching the toddler go on her merry way. "-Minho will probably think it's funny. Chan is definitely gonna kill you."

"Oh god." Hyunjin groans, and Penelope shrieks happily from inside the stroller, as if echoing her uncle's very clear turmoil.

"Well." Felix grimaces, staring after Ophelia again. "At least you didn't teach her something worse."

"Worse? Worse?" Hyunjin croaks out, pushing the stroller after Felix, his face full of disbelief. "What could be worse than 'fuck'?!"

Felix shrugs, glancing over his shoulder.

"I mean. Her dad's from down under. And in Australia, one of the most commonly used curse words is cun-"

"Felix!"

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"Okay, trust me, FeFe, this is gonna be awesome."

You glance up at Felix's voice from where you're sitting in the shade of a tree with the baby, happily playing with toys on a blanket you had spread out.

He's standing at the start of the monkey bars, ready to swing across, and Ophelia is behind him, watching with wide eyes.

"Uncle Felix is totally gonna biff it, Fe, watch." Hyunjin crows from the ground below, hand over his eyes to shield against the afternoon sun as he stares up at them.

Felix shoots him a glare, and easily swings the length of the monkey bars.

"Aha!" He announces triumphantly, pointing at Hyunjin. "Still got it!"

Hyunjin rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

He steps up to help Ophelia cross the monkey bars next, holding her up from below, and both he and Felix clap when she makes it across, beaming proudly as she sets her feet down on the safety of the playground once more.

Felix retreats to sit beside you in the shade, reaching for a water bottle, his face red from the heat of the sun, as Hyunjin swings a giggling Ophelia onto his shoulders and heads in the direction of the slides.

Penelope coos at the sight of him and reaches up from where she's precariously sitting, stretching her arms to Felix.

"C'mere, Pen." Felix says, reaching down and pulling her onto his lap, settling her comfortably in the cross of his legs.

You laugh-she looks like a little bird in a big nest.

Penelope grasps the toy Felix offers her in a chubby fist and contentedly shoves it into her mouth without another sound.

Somewhere within the park, Ophelia shrieks.

"What, you'd rather sit in the shade with me and Pen than play on the hot, twisty slides with Hyunjin and Fe?" Felix asks you, giving you a sidelong grin, as you reach for a package of crisps and hand one to the baby in his lap.

"Actually-" You retort, giving him a smirk, taking the water bottle from him and gulping a swig. "-I'm just here to establish an alibi." You motion with your head in the direction Hyunjin and Ophelia had disappeared. "When Chan kills him for teaching his daughter to swear, I can tell the police that I haven't even interacted with him or been in his vicinity since this morning."

"Ah." Felix laughs, leaning over to press a kiss to your temple. "Smart."

"Hey!"

The call of Hyunjin's voice, closer now, draws you and Felix's attention, as he appears around the slide, Ophelia on his back, piggy back style.

He waves you down as he gets closer.

"I taught Fe a new word!"

"Oh god." Felix groans from beside you.

"Yeah!" Hyunjin nods excitedly, swinging Ophelia to her feet beside the two of you. "Tell them what I taught you, Fe."

Ophelia sits down beside Felix on the blanket, Penelope giggling at her sister's presence, and points directly at her uncle, before announcing proudly, "Uncle Felix is a bottom!"

You choke on your spit and instantly crack up.

Felix looks like he's going to hand over the baby and murder Hyunjin right then and there.

Ophelia just looks triumphant, her rosy little cheeks red from the sun, as she leans over to steal one of Penelope's crisps.

"Pretty good, right?" Hyunjin arches a brow, smirking at you both now.

Felix sighs. "How're you gonna explain that one to the hyungs?"

Hyunjin plops down on the blanket beside you, stealing the water bottle from your hands and taking a swig with a grin.

He gives a little shrug. "Easy. I'll just tell them we taught her about bunk beds."

"We don't own one." You point out with a little giggle, swiping the water bottle back.

"We will after this." Felix mutters beneath his breath, glancing down at the babbling baby in his lap. "You're my witness, Pen, Uncle Hyunjin is not sleeping in the same bed as Uncle Felix again."

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"Oh, my babies!" Chan bursts into the living room, sweeping up Ophelia and Penelope in one swoop, snuggling them to him and pressing dozens of kisses to their heads and cheeks as both girls giggle wildly. "Daddy missed you!"

"You act like you were gone for days." Hyunjin scoffs from his position on the couch, watching lazily as Felix cleans up crayons off the floor. "You literally saw them three hours ago."

Chan fixes your boyfriend with a stern look over his daughters' heads. "Hwang Hyunjin, you'll understand someday when-"

"I'm a parent. Yeah, yeah, yeah, hyung." Hyunjin rolls his eyes, waving the older man off. "Still don't think I'll be half as clingy as you."

"How were they?" Minho asks, coming up beside Chan to take Penelope from his arms, pinching the baby's full cheeks lightly as she smiles toothlessly up at him. "Everyone's alive, I see, so it couldn't have gone too badly."

"Speak for yourself, hyung." Hyunjin says as he pushes himself upright on the couch, stretching with a yawn and a triumphant look in Felix's direction. "I decimated Felix with a pretty sick burn earlier."

Felix flips him off where the girls' can't see.

"I wasn't worried about any of you hooligans' well being." Minho replies dryly, glancing down at Penelope, happily chewing on a toy in his arms. "My babies are perfect angels, and you're lucky to get to spend time with them. I was worried about leaving them with all of you."

"We were also perfect angel babies." You quip back, giving him an innocent sweet grin as he glares at you. "We went to the park and had the best time."

Something wicked comes across Felix's face as he sits back on his heels, glancing to Chan and Minho, before his gaze sweeps to Hyunjin.

"Yeah, and Hyunjin taught FeFe a new word."

"Oh really?" Chan exclaims, glancing down at Ophelia, his eyes sparkling.

"Oh yeah. It was great." You join in with a dangerous smirk in Hyunjin's direction, ignoring the panic in his eyes and the desperate swipes of his hand across his throat, silently signaling shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up.

Minho narrows his eyes between the three of you.

Felix's grin grows wider. "Fe, why don't you tell your daddies the new word you learned from Uncle Hyunjin?"

"Yeah, why don't you?" You encourage, staring at the toddler held in Chan's arms, looking between her dad's with wide, innocent eyes.

"Oh god." Hyunjin groans, sitting ramrod straight on the couch, his entire body tense and ready, as if he's preparing to flee at any moment.

"What word did you learn, baby?" Chan asks sincerely, because leave it to Chan to see the best in people and misread the room.

Minho is staring at Hyunjin with something akin to murder on his features.

Ophelia pops her sucker out from her mouth after a few more contented sucks, and with a giant grin aimed at her father, announces loudly and proudly, "Fuck!"

Chan's eyes go wide and his mouth drops open.

"Hwang Hyunjin. I'm going to k-i-l-l you." Minho growls, his stare leveled on Hyunjin, who is trying his best to escape the room without notice.

"I swear it was an accident, hyung, I didn't even mean to say it-"

"You should run, Hyun." Felix says gleefully, watching everything with bright eyes and a large grin. "Before hyung loses his cool entirely and f-u-c-k-s you up."

Minho hands the baby to Chan and stalks toward the retreating Hyunjin.

Hyunjin makes for the door with a shriek and a mad dash, Minho close on his heels.

"S-h-i-t!"

[mazeinthemiroh]

happier with you.

Genre: One-shot; fluff, reflective

Word Count: 1.3k

Requested?: Yes

Synopsis: Felix and Hyunjin go on a spontaneous trip together as they reflect on their friendship.

Warnings: Deep for no reason, mentions of food/meat

A/N: This is quite a reflective and meditative piece. I know some people aren't into that but give it a read and see what happens! Think of this as an appreciation post for Hyunlix's friendship. The anon who requested this wanted any fluff with these precious boys in, and this is where my mind went. I hope everyone enjoys this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I could write about these two for hours. Please let me know what you thought <3

They were on a train to nowhere.

It was good that Hyunjin and Felix were so similar. They were sensitive souls who took up any opportunity to escape the normalities of life, even if it was just for a mere couple of hours.

But, of course, they had many differences. Hyunjin was quieter and kept to himself. Being alone was important and necessary to him. He liked to indulge in his creative hobbies and get lost in his talents. It was a need, a craving of his. He needed that creative release. But Felix. Oh, Felix. He needed people. He thought of others often. Even by himself, his mind would stray to others. Window shopping for him was a nightmare. 'Oh, Chan would like this' or 'oh, Jeongin would love these glasses.' Soon he's buying everyone everything. And he left no one behind.

They were both, in their own way, perfect. And in their complex personalities, they were inexplicably drawn to each other. Their bond was not one that could be broken.

The train seemed to go faster with each turn. Luckily, it wasn't that busy, and the two friends managed to find a seat opposite each other, splaying their legs out across other seats in a presumptuous manner. This was the life.

Felix grinned brightly over at his companion.

It was clear that Felix brought Hyunjin out of his shell a bit. Well, Hyunjin was quite loud with Felix. Yes, you would think there wasn't a shell to come out of at all. But when it came to the social events, the parties, the award shows, the idol gatherings, the clubs, the after parties, all the places Hyunjin dreaded to go, you would see in his face the sheer exhaustion and disinterest. It's not that Hyunjin wasn't interested in other people. It was more that... he had already found his own people. His own family. The members were all he needed and, well, why did he need anyone else?

Especially when he had someone like Felix, who ticked all the boxes. Who met all the expectations. Hyunjin knew that he was picky, and he knew that his standards were high. But what he didn't know was that someone would be able to meet all his standards as a best friend. Until he met Felix.

"You wanna get something to eat when we get off?" Felix asked in his low but bubbly voice. Hyunjin nodded enthusiastically.

"You bet."

"I fancy a burger" Felix closed his eyes and leaned back against the glass of the window, feeling his stomach make strange little noises at the thought of food.

"A ber-gah?" Hyunjin mimicked his Australian friends' accent cutely, making Felix snort slightly in reply.

"Yeahhhh, a big, juicy, berr-gahhhh" Felix put in a thicker accent and grinned with delight, opening his eyes. His stomach grumbled more.

While they were different, they figured themselves to be more or less the same. It was weird. Such a weird little concept to grasp. Fire and ice, and yet they overlapped, not the one burning or freezing the other. Rather, a perfect union of two elements. Who would've thought it?

The train smoothly stopped. Where? Neither of them knew or cared. They got off together and walked around their new environment, a new city at their feet.

The sun was bright in its happy daze, but the air was slightly crisp from the subtle wind. But both of them took no notice of the slight chill in the air, not when there was food on their minds!

Finding the perfect street food was easy. There was a marketplace, rows and rows of different nick-nacks and jewellery and crystals and hats and clothing and food. Lots and lots of food.

"We're a bit spoiled for choice here," Hyunjin remarked as they trod along, using their noses as their guide to lead the way to wherever that delicious smell was coming from.

It didn't need to be perfect. In fact, the sloppier, the better. So when they found a burger stall, they went for it. It was greasy and disgusting and everything you shouldn't put in your body but, damn, it tasted so good.

They were both surprised at how fast they had eaten. And how much they had eaten.

Hyunjin wiped his fingers and mouth with one of the many napkins he grabbed while they were waiting in the line.

"Have I got any sauce on my face?" He asked Felix, who had leant back against the bench they had claimed and stared into the cheerful blue sky. "Probably," he responded carelessly, not bothering to look.

"Ugh, you're no help" Hyunjin shook his head, getting his phone out and using his camera to spot any food on his face. He took the opportunity to snap some cute pics of himself, loving the glow of the sunlight that hit him in perfect angles.

He nudged his friend and took a selfie with him: his next lock-screen.

"I could stay here forever" Felix mumbled, arms folded behind his head and he closed his eyes, tired after the filling meal.

Hyunjin mimicked Felix's position and sighed with contentment, his sunglasses flashing downwards and perfectly perched on his nose.

"Maybe we should just stay here forever," Hyunjin said casually. "What have we got to lose, really?"

"Our jobs" Felix quirked an eyebrow up.

"Yeah that stuff is overrated" Hyunjin adjusted his sunglasses slightly, "this feels... real. I don't know..."

Felix hummed in thought. "It feels very... happy."

"Yes. Happy."

It's not that they weren't happy. They were just... busy. All the time. They loved their jobs but between waking up and hitting their heads back on the pillow, time evaporated. Here, everything seemed to slow down. They didn't have to be anywhere because they didn't even know where they were. They just... were. They existed. Just sat and existed. It was nice to just sit and exist for once. It didn't happen a lot.

Hyunjin whipped his hair back with his sunglasses, which now sat on his head. He gazed over at his friend who basked in the sun like a sleepy cat who had its belly exposed.

The truth was, Hyunjin would drop everything for Felix, given the chance. He didn't know why, but he knew he would. There were not a lot of people he could say the same thing for.

The question that chipped away at Hyunjin's mind is if Felix would do the same. Sure, he agreed to go on this spontaneous little trip to nowhere with him. But this was a momentary thing. They both knew that, in a couple of hours, they would go back. They both knew they would return to the normalities of life and forget the peacefulness they found in basking in the sunlight with bellies filled with greasy heaven as they embraced each other's quiet company.

"What are you looking at?" Felix teased as he caught his friend staring at him. Hyunjin blinked and shook his head, a little embarrassed at the tangent his mind had gone on.

Felix chuckled and twisted his body to face Hyunjin more, one of his legs propped up on the bench. Hyunjin stared at the floor now.

"You're my favourite person," Felix said out loud, letting his thoughts ripple in the air freely. Hyunjin looked up. "You know that right?"

Hyunjin shrugged and licked his dry lips. "I really don't know how to answer that."

"That's alright" Felix shrugged back, a kind smile spreading across his features. "Just thought I'd let you know."

Hyunjin wondered how someone could look so utterly perfect and in their element, the sunlight making Felix's freckles glitter with warmth. Beautiful.

"Well, you're alright too I guess" Hyunjin grinned, tipping his sunglasses downwards in one elegant swoop. Felix nudged him playfully.

"That's all I get? I paid for your lunch!"

"As you should, I paid for your train ticket!"

They bickered and laughed for a bit, as best friends would do. The day grew warmer and the subtle chill of the wind turned gentle and ticklish.

Nowhere was their new favourite place. It's a shame they couldn't stay forever.

tags: @seokshineswiftie, @txt-yaomi, @cutiepiebangchan

[corruption-skz]

BEER PONG|| Hyunlix smut

Hyunjin x Felix x Male reader

• Requested:Yes

• Includes: Praising,anal penetration(reader receiving),anal play(reader receiving),oral(Felix and reader receiving,Dom!Hyunjin,Sub!Reader,Switch!Felix,spanking,implied mentions of alcohol,implied relationship between Felix and Hyunjin,begging

This was definitely not the way you were supposed to feel right now.

You were at one of your friends party and you can't complain you were having fun that was until Hyunjin,the host of the party, suggested that you play beer pong.

You were not good at it.In fact you sucked at it.You kept missing all the shots one by one.

Felix frustrated got up from the couch approaching you "Let me help you a bit cause I swear there is no way you're winning tonight" Felix stood right behind you helping you aim more correctly at the red cups guiding your head and hand in a better position until you felt something weird poking your ass

Oh it can't be ,you thought to yourself, it could be his phone on his pocket right? You try and wash away these thoughts trying to bring yourself together.

After a while when the party was coming to an end and everyone started leaving you and Felix were the last two that remained behind to help your friend Hyunjin clean up the mess a bit.

You were nearly done cleaning and the only thing that was left was the red cups and the beer pong table.As you walked to it about to pick up the red cups and empty them Hyunjin stopped you

"Hey no no no,why don't we play a little bit? The three of us" he suggested

"You mean the two of us,since y/n here has the reflexes of a 90 year old man" Felix pointed out and you slapped his arm playfully making Hyunjin laugh

"Come on now, just give him a chance to prove us he can actually do it!" Hyunjin said as he handed you the small white ball

You threw the ball across the table and as expected you failed "Oh damn it! That was just some warm up!It doesn't count" you tried to defend yourself making them both laugh

"Yeah sure you've been warming up for the last 1 hour though" Felix exclaimed making Hyunjin laugh even more

"Hey! I thought you were on my side" you gave a look of betrayal at Hyunjin that was still laughing

"I'm sorry!I can't keep defending you!" Hyunjin approached you standing behind you "You just have to relax and not be anxious about it" he said handing you the ball again.

You tried to follow his advice and relax a bit throwing the ball again.It was out again but this time it was pretty close to the cup making Hyunjin smile "You're doing good" he said massaging gently your shoulders.

You don't know why,but Hyunjin giving you the slightest praise made you feel ways you weren't supposed to.You tried your best to ignore it and position yourself to throw the ball again until Felix interrupted you "Hey! Remember what I told you!" Felix came from behind once again touching your thighs lightly "bend your knees a bit" he whispered in your ear.

The ball fell of your hands and your dick started hardening making them both roll their eyes

"You see that's the problem with you y/n" Hyunjin said massaging your shoulders and neck "there's something distracting you all the time" he pressed a wet kiss on your neck making you breath heavily "you must focus no matter the circumstances" his hands were wrapped around you as he was standing behind you.

Your eyes widened in shock,was that really happening right now?

"You're right hyung,maybe we should train him to focus a bit better" Felix looked at you smirking

"t-train me?" You asked confused and they both nodded

"No matter what happens don't lose the target" Hyunjin says as his hands start teasing your nipples through your shirt making you whimper as you tried to throw the ball as best as you could, obviously missing the cup.

Hyunjin's hand ripped your shirt open exposing your chest "Felix do you think you can handle this?" Hyunjin asked him and Felix nodded eagerly as he wrapped his lips around your nipple sucking and biting gently.

Hyunjin handed you once again the ball as you were a moaning mess "Go on,we can stay here all night distracting you until you get it right"

You grabbed the ball with your hands shaking trying your best to focus on the red cups in front of you throwing the ball right into the cup.

Hyunjin chuckled "that's my good boy,now you deserve a reward, doesn't he Felix?"

Felix looked up at you smiling as he kneeled in front of you undoing your belt lowering your pants with his hand squeezing and massaging your throbbing bulge "F-fuck Felix... more" you whined pathetically as he was teasing the wet patch on your boxers.

Hyunjin came right behind you tracing his lips on your shoulders and collarbones "Mm naughty boy,how many times have you thought about this hm?" Hyunjin whispered in your ear as Felix released your cock from your boxers giving small kitten licks on your tip making you throw your head back on Hyunjin's shoulder and whimper "I bet too many for you to count" Hyunjin kept whispering in your ear as you heard the zipper of his pants making you even harder on Felix's mouth.

He emptied the table in front of him throwing all the stuff on the floor and with a swift movement he bent you over it forcing your dick deeper on Felix's mouth and making him gag loudly.

Hyunjin chuckled as he started massaging your ass cheeks "I just can't stop imagining how many nights you pumped that pretty dick of yours thinking it was mine or Felix's hand stroking it" he said as he started teasing your hole with his index finger making you moan "p-please Hyunjin I-i need it" you begged him arching your ass.

Hyunjin simply laughed slipping his finger inside your asshole "God baby maybe you even fingered your little asshole thinking it was me who did it right?" He started pumping his finger inside your asshole as your cock was hitting the back of Felix's throat.

"H-Hyunjin your cock please please let me have your cock...please" you pathetically started whining as Hyunjin replaced his finger with the tip of his cock making you gasp.

He pushed his dick inside you slowly watching you widen your eyes and parting your lips at the sensation of his cock in your asshole combined with Felix's lips around your cock.

"No. Felix get up and lay on the table in front of him with your legs spread"

Felix released your cock from his mouth with a loud pop giving one last suck on your balls and obeying Hyunjin's orders taking his clothes off and laying on the table in front of you spreading his legs

"Now you'll suck Felix off like a good boy hm?" You immediately nodded leaning down wrapping your hand around Felix's dick as your lips wrapped on his balls.

Hyunjin started pumping inside you faster with his hand moving up and down on your cock occasionally teasing your tip.

Your moans kept getting louder and louder sending vibrations on Felix's balls making him moan as well

"OH FUCK! And we thought you were bad playing with balls" Felix said as you started sucking the tip making him grab your hair and force you further down on his dick

With a few more pumps and Hyunjin's dick abusing your asshole your dick started twitching "H-Hyunjin can I please cum?" You asked as you pulled Felix's dick out of your mouth,with teary eyes.

Hyunjin smiled and gave one last spank to your ass "Cum baby boy" he said and you released your cum all over his hand.

Hyunjin brought his hand up on your face showing you your seed "open your mouth baby" he asked you and you listened to him opening your mouth as he inserted his fingers inside making you taste your own cum before returning to sucking Felix's dick.

The view in front of him was enough to make Hyunjin spill his cum inside you asshole making your legs tremble and moan around Felix's dick.

He pulled out and got near Felix stroking his hair "My two baby boys look so pretty" he stated looking at both of you.

Your head started bopping faster on his cock and he started shaking underneath you

"Come on baby boy let go" Hyunjin kissed Felix's lips.

Felix came on your mouth whimpering against Hyunjin's lips.

You got up staring at the two males in front of you as you started getting dressed

"I should probably get going now" you said nervously

"it's pretty late baby boy,why don't you stay here for tonight?" Felix suggested

"H-here? With you guys?" You asked

"Yes baby," Hyunjin approached you whispering in your ear "we can shower all together" he nibbled on your earlobe as you shivered

"S-sure..." You agreed to stay with these 2 boys since the night seemed very promising.

[jeonginsleftcheek]

At the office

pairing: hyunjin x afab!reader x felix

genre: smut

word count: 2.2k

warnings: established relationship, gynaecologist roleplay, threesome, oral (f and m receiving), squirting, dirty talk, fingering, face-fucking, unprotected sex (p in v), i wrote this at 1am pls excuse any mistakes

~ Masterlist

"What seems to be the problem, miss l/n?"- doctor Hwang asks while you sit in the chair.

"Well... I can't... um... reach climax."- you say, your heart beating in your ears, hands clutched together as your face burns in embarassment.

You don't miss the small smirk on the handsome doctor's face.

"And I've tried everything. Really. I'm beginning to worry that something's wrong with me."- you exhale, trying to remind yourself that this is a regular thing, everyone goes to see a gynaecologist, and goes through stuff like this.

"Why don't we start with the check up?"- doctor Hwang stands up and you swallow the lump in your throat.

"Nurse Felix! Come to the office."- he calls out and in walks another handsome man with a warm smile.

"Miss y/n, you need to take your clothes off."- the nurse says, his deep voice reverbrating in your chest and core.

"E-everything?"- you ask and both of them chuckle, exchanging a smug look.

"Of course."- doctor Hwang observes you as nurse Felix comes closer to help you unzip your dress.

You can feel their eyes burning holes on your body as the nurse's hands work on your bra.

As soon as he unclasps it, your breasts fall out and doctor Hwang circles the table, coming closer to the two of you and putting your clothes aside.

He turns around to prepare the table as nurse Felix hooks his fingers in your panties, slowly pulling them down.

Your body shivers at the gentle touches of his fingertips and the fact that you're now completely naked in front of the two men.

"Great, lay down here."- doctor Hwang says gently, as Felix guides you to the table with his hand on the small of your back.

You sit first and then lay down, feeling too awkward to even spread your legs or do anything.

"Put your legs here."- the doctor instructs, pointing to the legrests.

You swallow again, your heart thumping even harder in your chest and you take a deep breath in to calm yourself down.

You can't look at their faces as you spread your legs and lift them up, placing them in the legrests as ordered, both your holes on display for them.

"Good."- the doctor says. "Try to relax. We won't hurt you, we promise."- he adds and you open your eyes, catching the fond smile on his face before he goes back into character.

"Nurse Felix, you know what to do."- doctor Hwang says and you peer at the nurse as he puts on a pair of rubber gloves.

"W-what -"

"Shh, don't worry."- nurse Felix stands between your legs. "I just have to get you lubed up so we can examine you."

You don't know what's gotten into you but your pussy already clenches around nothing at the thought of being touched.

You're in a doctor's office, you remind yourself, feeling ashamed of your body reacting like that.

"Okay."- you say quietly.

Doctor Hyunjin comes closer to the table, observing the nurse and you.

You think that Felix will grab actual lube, but instead he pushes two of his gloved fingers into his mouth and sucks on them, all the while keeping his darkened gaze on you.

You gasp, hips lifting up a little at the sight. Doctor Hyunjin smirks, his hand rests on your inner thigh, gently moving his fingers in a circular motions.

"Don't worry, you're in good hands, sweetie."- Hyunjin keeps smirking as Felix releases his fingers with a pop, leaning down to spit at your cunt before he presses his fingertips on your clit.

You almost let out a moan at the sinful feeling as he circles your nub, but you bite on your lip, swallowing the sounds.

Nurse Felix plays with your sensitive clit, moving his fingers in different directions and applying different pressure, dipping them into your slick covered folds, smearing your arousal all over your pussy.

You hear the snap of the elastic of gloves and turn towards the sound just in time to see that doctor Hyunjin now also has gloves on.

You feel embarassed but you can't stop the gushing of your juices as they run down your ass and seep into the examination table below.

Little sounds escape your lips as Felix pinches your clit.

"Look at that. She's doing really good."- doctor Hyunjin leans down to take a better look at your pussy, now talking like you weren't even in the room.

Your hands grip at the ends of the table as you lean into Felix's fingers, desperately wishing they would fill your hole up with something.

"I know what will make her even more prepped."- nurse Felix smirks, before slowly dropping down to his knees.

You don't even have time to let your brain compute what's happening before his tongue is on your wet cunt, collecting your slick as he moans at the taste of you.

"Ah!"- you moan rather loudly, having no time to be embarassed as the nurse pushes his tongue into you, fucking you with the wet muscle, his nose pressing on your sensitive nub perfectly.

"Feels good?"- doctor Hyunjin smirks at your already fucked out face and you nod.

"We need words, sweetie."- he coos at you.

"F-feels really good."- you whimper, short of breath.

"Good enough to cum?"- he asks as Felix keeps eating you out hungrily and you decide to test their devotion.

"Maybe?"- you say with an unsure tone and Hyunjin narrows his eyes at you as Felix makes a displeased noise.

"Maybe?"- he laughs incredulously. "You'll see."- is all he says before he presses his palm gently above your pubic bone, right over that sensitive spot inside you.

He moves it against you, his other hand cupping your breast and playing with your nipple.

At the same time, Felix pushes his tongue in deeper and fucks you harder with it, his hands spreading your little pussy so he can bury himself as deep as he can.

You can't control your moans, losing yourself in the pleasure and the stimulation you're getting and you feel close.

Your legs shake as you approach your high and both of them work hard to bring you to it.

Finally, you snap, creaming all over Felix's tongue and chin, your sweet juice dripping down onto the table.

"You did so well."- Hyunjin pats your head gently.

"Mm she tastes so sweet."- Felix whines slowly standing up.

"Does she?"- Hyunjin smirks, his hand at the back of Felix's neck before he leans in and lick at his half-opened lips.

You gasp at them as you're still coming down from your orgasm, pussy clenching at the way Hyunjin's tongue laps at Felix's plump lips, licking off your cum.

Felix stands still, his eyes fluttering as he lets Hyunjin lick at him.

"You're right. She does taste sweet."- Hyunjin smirks and both of them snicker.

"Well, that was good, miss y/n. But we need to do more. Are you okay to continue?"- Hyunjin asks and you again, nod.

"Yes, I'm okay."- you confirm and it's Hyunjin who stands between your legs now, nurse Felix taking his place next to you.

You glance at him and come face to face with the bulge in his white pants. Your mouth waters instantly and you wish to push your face into it.

"You ready?"- doctor Hyunjin grabs your attention as you feel his fingertips on your cunt.

"Yes."- you say and feel him slowly push two of his fingers inside you, immediately searching for that sweet spot that'll make you see stars.

You tense a little at the intrusion and nurse Felix is quick to comfort you.

"Relax, darling. Doctor Hyunjin knows what he's doing."- he says, his hand now on your breast as he starts playing with it.

"Ah!"- you moan as Hyunjin presses into your g-spot.

"Here, baby?"- he smirks.

"Mhm, right there."- you whimper and he starts fucking into it, his long slender fingers perfectly hitting you with every thrust.

Felix grabs both of your breasts, massaging them and playing with your nipples, pinching and pulling on them as you start moaning quietly, relaxing into the pleasurable feeling spreading through your body.

Hyunjin presses his other hand on your navel, stimulating the spot both inside and outside at the same time and you jolt, moaning loudly as your hips move into his hands, begging for more.

He fucks you faster and your hand wanders over towards Felix's pants, brushing against his bulge before you gently grab it.

"Well, well, look who's naughty."- Felix smirks at you, turning his attention to your face.

You somehow look innocent and dirty at the same time, your eyes shining at him sweetly but your fingers playing with the tip of his cock, straining to be freed.

"She really is naughty. But we will punish her another time."- Hyunjin smirks and slams his fingers hard into you, making you whine and squeeze Felix, which makes him stutter and groan deeply.

Hyunjin works skillfully and you feel a pressure building inside you as your hips keep jerking up.

"She's gonna squirt for us."- Hyunjin smirks and Felix whines.

"Come on, sweetie. Let go."- Felix's deep voice is the last straw you needed before you cum hard, squirting on yourself and the table.

"Good girl."- Hyunjin laughs, biting on his lip and you look down, seeing him palm his hard member.

"Mm please."- you whimper, your eyes wide as you grip at the table.

"What? You need more therapy?"- Hyunjin taunts you.

"She needs a special kind of medicine."- Felix smirks at Hyunjin.

"I think she came here and lied to us."- Hyunjin says, pulling his pants down and revealing his hard cock.

"Yeah, she didn't have any problems cumming. I think she just wanted to be dicked down real good."- Felix also pulls his pants down and your heart speeds up again.

"I swear I didn't lie!"- you cry.

"Too late for that, darling."- you feel the tip of Hyunjin's cock sliding on your wet folds.

"You're gonna cum for us as many times as we want you to."- Felix adds, coming closer to your face.

"P-please."- you beg, beg for them to fill you up.

Hyunjin slams his cock into you without any warning, making you yelp as you look down to see your pussy sucking in his entire length.

"Ah, fuck!"- you whine.

"Shit, so good!"- Hyunjin moans, his still gloved hands on your inner thighs, squeezing the flesh as he drags his cock between your walls.

"I want in."- Felix chimes from the side.

"Use her mouth."- Hyunjin whines, slamming his cock as deep as he could into you, his balls resting on your ass.

Your eyes flutter as Felix slowly turns your head towards him, lifting it up in a more comfortable position.

You look up at him and he smirks at you, bringing his cock to your lips and sliding the tip on them.

You open up, letting him put it in as deep as he can in that angle, your eyes rolling back in your head at the fullness.

"Fuck, she takes it so well."- Hyunjin groans, moving inside you again as Felix grips your hair and starts fucking your mouth slowly.

You whine, hoping they would understand and go harder on you, you need them both profoundly.

They know you and your body as they share a look and both start pounding into you, using you like a ragdoll between them.

Hyunjin fucks your pussy open as you choke on Felix's dick, tears and drool dripping down your face, your arousal making Hyunjin's dick so wet that his mind spins at the warm feeling.

"This is what she's good for, right baby?"- Hyunjin says and you try to hum around Felix but end up almost choking as he hits the back of your throat.

"Mhm. A good little cocksleeve, aren't you?"- Felix smirks.

Your eyes roll back as you cum around Hyunjin's cock, clenching around his length and trapping him inside. He groans, the feeling bringing him to the edge so he cums deep inside you, the warm liquid filling you up and making you floaty.

"Shit!"- Felix moans at the sight of Hyunjin cumming inside you and he shoots his load down your throat, holding your head so you don't move, making you swallow every little drop until you've milked him completely.

As he pulls out you cough a little and look up at him, feeling Hyunjin's cum seep out of you and drip down your asscheeks.

"Was it how you imagined?"- Felix chuckles suddenly.

"Even better."- you say and Hyunjin comes closer to you, leaning down to brush your hair out of your face.

"I swear you bring out the craziest ideas. I wanna do it again."- he smirks and the three of you chuckle.

"I'll go prepare a bath."- Felix leans down to give you a sweet kiss, tasting himself on your lips.

"Next time, let's have one of you as the patient."- you smirk as you sit up.

"I like the way you think, baby."- Hyunjin smirks, helping you up as your other boyfriend prepares a bath.

You have no idea how all three of you will fit into the bath but you'll make it work, like you always do.

✨Taglist: @moonchild9350 @janepg @velvetmoonlght @hwanghyunjinismybae @jehhskz @laylasbunbunny @porangporangmeong @jeonginslefthand @sapphirewaves @simpforleeknaur @laughatdanger

[law-iess]

❝ dear felix, ❞

pairing: hyunjin x felix genre: slice of life, angst, slight romance, hyunlix-centric, eventual idol au synopsis: he was the sunshine in a very dark place— hyunjin's pre-debut letter to felix, his sunshine and ever sky. tw/cw: major character death, hospital, terminal illness, heavy (?) angst word count: 2.01k

author's note/s: wrote this initially for a collab event last 2020, and was my first time writing a ship for a fic. let me know if i missed anything!

Dear Felix,

The hospital walls have always looked so dull. To say that I hated them was an understatement. Especially when the sickly, puke green walls of my room seem to loom over me each night that it suffocates every fiber of my being. There isn’t anything to see here, just white men in suits and lab gowns, nurses and their clipboards, and dying people.

I wasn’t supposed to be here. 

And neither should you.

“There’s a newbie,” Han had said once weeks ago over the breakfast table we had chosen to share since the first week we came in. I pick at my food, uninterested.

“You’re awfully excited,” Seungmin comments.

“You’re awfully boring,” Han snaps back. “It’ll be a nice change, to get see a new face. I’m sick and tired of my doctors going in and out of my room. And another FortNight player doesn’t sound so bad, yeah?”

It didn’t.

You moved in at the hall across from mine. The architecture of the building shaped it into a long H, and my room was directly across yours. I saw you come in that day, watched you through the glass of my windows while still in therapy. You had some lights strung up on the windows, blinking warm little spots that looked like stars and fireflies from the distance. I thought it was silly to decorate since being here meant you were probably on death row too. Your parents, though dejected to leave you there, eyed you with a great amount of passion. I was jealous for a second. My parents rarely visited. You looked happy—too happy— to be there, like an emanating ball of sunshine that just didn’t quite fit in.

I almost scoffed. This place isn’t one for sunshines. This place is a dark, cold, black hole. No light survives.

Except, maybe, you.

“Hi,” you greeted us. Your accent was thick, foreign. “I’m Felix.”

“Hyunjin,” I said, extending a hand to shake. We do. Your touch was warm, soft. It had been a while since I’ve felt something other than the needles and cold plastic pill bottles. It felt nice.

You sat with us at breakfast. You sat with us at lunch. You sat with us at dinner. It was awfully convenient to have Seungmin’s room so close to yours that we could freely move about the halls just to hang out. Of course, there wasn’t much to see but puke green walls and white suited men and nurses and dying people but we stuck together like glue and you blended in seamlessly with us; like it was meant to be.

I wanted you there. But not in just the way the others did. I never really was sure if you noticed the fleeting glances or the subtle nudges that I would throw your way. It never really came up in conversation nor did we try to push it any further. But your presence was addicting. The warmth was addicting. And it has been a while since I’ve felt like that. It felt nice.

The more you stuck around, the more radiant you became. And the more I looked at you, the more I felt that warm, sweater-fuzzy feeling in my chest that I am so, so addicted to.

But it seems the most radiant people also have the darkest shadows.

“What are you in for?” I asked you that night. We dared to venture to the rooftop when Han and Seungmin had decided to grab a few snacks from the kitchen downstairs. We wanted to prank them into a fright, but decided the air upstairs would be nicer and the view would look much better than shocked faces.

“Same as you,” you replied. You had trained your gaze upwards to the stairs, shutting one eye as you traced the belt of Orion with an index finger. “Stage four. The doctors don’t tell me but I know it’s only going to go down from here. I’m just sitting here, waiting.”

“I-I didn’t know,” I stammered. You didn’t seem weak. You had always looked so fun, so alive, so warm.

“It’s okay, mate,” you said, slinging an arm over my shoulder. I leaned into your touch, nestling my head on the crook of your neck into a half hug. This was normal here. Just two dying people comforting each other while waiting for the inevitable end.

“I reckon I’d still go earlier than you,” I half-joked. One could never truly tell, could they?

“Are you ready to?”

I tilted my head up to meet your eyes. Shrug.

“I was,” I confessed. “I mean, we’re like sitting ducks. We literally don’t know when it’s gonna hit, or how painful it’s gonna be. I think I’ve thought about it so much for so many nights that I’ve just gotten tired of wondering and just accepting the fact that I’m gonna go. But now…” I hesitate. My lip curls into the inside of my mouth.

“But now?” you prodded. Were you really going to make me say it?

“Well, now I’m not sure I want to. Not yet.” 

I held your gaze. It opened up the weight of vulnerability for me but I didn’t really mind. It was a new kind of weakness. It was the kind of weakness that I wanted there. It was the kind that couldn’t be cured by chemo, or by drugs, or any kind of surgery. It was the kind of weakness that I brought upon myself and the kind that I allowed myself to fester and grow until it became more powerful than the cancer; even more powerful than myself.

“Tell me something,” you suddenly said. It was so out of nowhere that it took me a few seconds to digest. “Come on. Tell me something about you. Something you’ve never told anyone.”

I raised an eyebrow. “What’s the point? I’m already an open book.”

“I don’t care,” you said. “Tell me something. Anything. Like introduce yourself again. Your name, age, what you like to do, stuff like that. But also make it into the things you want to do if you weren’t locked up in here.” When I looked at you with that face you make when you can’t believe what the other person is saying, you only made those puppy dog eyes of yours and whined a long “please.”

“There’s nothing wrong with wishing stars,” you said. “The universe might hear and give us a shot.”

“Fine,” I conceded, clearing my throat. “Hi,” I began. “I’m Hwang Hyunjin. I’m twenty-one. I like to dance. I’d like to graduate. I’d probably go to a performing school and study music. Or I’d be an interior decorator because why not?” You laughed at that. “And I’d also like a dog. I’d probably name it Kkami.”

“Why Kkami?” you asked. I swatted you away. 

“Just because I can.” I nod towards you. “Your turn.”

“Okay.” You rubbed your tiny hands together like you were so nervous and I laughed. Our breathes formed nice little clouds in the air. I shrugged my coat and hung it over the both of us. You grinned your thanks.

“Hello. I’m Felix. I’m twenty-one, surprise surprise. I like to dance and play games. I like dogs too, but my parents probably won’t let me have one until I move out of their place. I want to keep dancing too, and like, touch people with my dance. I might want to be a professional gamer or like an artist.” You paused. Moved your head to look at me.

“I’d be taking you out, and we’d find the perfect Kkami, and eat a lot. I actually know a really great pork belly place just around the corner of this hospital and we could take Han and Seungmin. Or it could also be just the two of us.” Your eyes had trained upward, towards the stars again. I couldn’t speak, nor move. I could only watch you. Listen to you. And to my heart that was beating so hard against my chest.

“I’d love to watch the stars with you, and curl up with you like this on the cold nights. I’d probably get you Americano in the morning because you wake up way later than me. And I would have wanted to fall asleep to you playing with my hair because it feels so calming. I’d probably spend the rest of my life loving you.”

“Felix—” My throat is dry when I find my voice.

“I don’t know when,” you told me. “I don’t know how, but somewhere, between the little memories over the very little time, I think this is the most I’ve felt human. And as cheesy as it could sound, I’ve only ever felt like that around you.”

“Felix—”

“Let’s make a swear then,” you kept cutting me off. You held out a pinky. “Let’s promise each other to ride out our dreams. To the best we can. No matter what. For ourselves and for each other.” My eyes glued to your little finger. I found myself wrapping mine around it. The smile on your face was brilliant—it was blinding—but even if I were to go blind staring at it, I would still do.

You were quick. You had pulled me closer, resting your forehead on mine. I could feel your breath against my face, could hear the pounding of your heart in sync with mine. The reality of the world collapsed over us like a tidal wave. There was a clock in the back of my mind and no matter what I did, it would not stop ticking down.

“Always find me,” you whispered. I felt your lips against the top of my head. So soft, so featherlight. The side of your finger comes up to my chin. You push my head—my eyes up at the twinkling little lights in the distance. “No matter where we are, or what we might be doing, don’t forget we’ll always be under the same sky.”

—

They cleared out your room two days later.

I can still feel the ache in my chest, even now when so many years have passed. The first few weeks felt like absolute hell. It all passed as a blur, Seungmin said I was inconsolable. There are days that I still feel like that, probably because I know that you’re a part of myself that I’m not going to let go. The pain is here, but so is the warmth, and so is the love that is so much stronger than the pain.

I’m about to go up now.

The crowd is crazy tonight. But I’m here, finally, Felix. I’m writing this letter to get all of this off my chest because tonight marks my debut. Somewhere in the crowd will be my folks and our little Kkami. I’ve yet to register her with a collar. I’ve been too busy with practices. I can’t wait to see the proud looks on our parents' faces. I’ll be looking for them.

My diploma also came in today. There’s a little celebration. I thought I’d bring Han and Seung too, at that pork belly place you said you liked. Han is flourishing as a rapper now and Seung is about to make the biggest break as the group’s main vocal. They’re both so talented, you should see them eating up the stage even on practices. You’d be so proud of them too.

I’ll also be looking for you. In those lights and the sea of people, in the wave of lights that look so much like the ones you used to hang outside your window, I’ll be looking for you. And up in the heavens and in the universe, I’ll look at you, still tracing Orion with your finger with the biggest, stupidest, sunshine smile on your face.

And I’ll tell you. Because I know, somehow, you’d still hear me and that the universe wouldn’t be so unfair as to not let me say this.

I’ll tell you, Felix.

I have kept my promise.

We made it.

I love you forever, Hyunjin

[multi-stays]

Pt2

His plan was to swiftly sneak by, even if they seen him they couldn’t hurt him if he was already gone.

“Hyunjin! Get in here now!”

His plans were quickly shut down, knowing well if he made a run for it and not answer his father, the punishment when he got back would be more severe.

“Yes”

“Excuse me, is that any kind way to speak to your father” his mother stepped in from behind, cornering him.

“Y-yes sir”

“Tell me, why are you coming downstairs so late?”

Hyunjin’s eyes darted to the clock on the wall and his stomach sank to the ground, he was a little over an hour late.

“I’m down here Hyunjin, not up there”

“S-sorry sir”

“No sorry is going to cut it”

Tears began to form in his eyes as his father stood up and pushed him into the wall. He tried to catch himself, instead he knocked a vase off the shelf and landed face first into the glass shards.

“We talked about taking responsibility for our actions, it’s called being a man Hyunjin”

“I’m S-sorry, I’ll wake up earlier next time, I promise” he said covering his stomach, knowing what would happen next.

“I told you, sorry doesn’t cut it”

~

Being abused by his parents wasn’t something he liked to talk about to anyone. He had no one he could trust and dealt with it his whole life. If he was being honest with himself, it never even crossed his mind to complain. He adopted a habit of lying about it even if he was really hurt, its like the saying old habits are hard to break.

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@tr-mha-fan

Bruises

A HyunLix angst collaboration with @multi-stays

TW: mentions of physical/verbal abuse, blood

"Hey Hyunjin? What's that?"

"Hwang, what happened to your arms?"

"Kid, why are you all bruised up like that?"

All these questions he's heard over and over and over again. And every time he answered with the same answer: "I got into a fight."

Now, that isn't a complete lie, if being beat without fighting back is counted as a 'fight'.

~

This morning was no different than any other, he woke up, did his morning routine, went downstairs hoping that his sorry excuses of parents were already gone for work, or at least in their room doing god knows what.

But of course, God was never on Hyunjin's side, because as soon as he made it down the stairs, he saw that man sitting on the couch, watching some sort of gangster show on the TV.

Hyunjin could ditch breakfast and just make a run for the door, he could survive the day without breakfast, but his stomach growled, betraying his hiding spot at the bottom of the staircase, gaining the attention of the man on the couch, and the woman in the kitchen doorway.

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[baby-yongbok]

Go, Baby

Boyfriend!Hyunjin x Afab!Reader x Boyfriend!Felix

♡ Genre - Smut ♡ Word Count - 1.2k ♡ Summary - You give your boys a treat for being so amazing. ♡ Warning(S) + A/N - Poly!Hyunlix + This was just something that I wrote one night as I was fighting sleep at 4am. Enjoy! Reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ MDNI ✧ Masterlist ✧

They never had a problem with sharing. In fact, they were happy to have the other to show off to. They really have been the best to you ever since you got together but they've been your real life superheroes over the past couple of months. 

Naturally, you wondered how you could thank them for all of their unwavering hard work and passion. You found the answer when you heard them joking about lap dances one night in the kitchen. Why should it be limited to a joke? Let's make it reality. 

Three days later you asked them to push the loveseat in your living room directly across from the couch. Felix sat there while Hyunjin made himself comfortable on the sofa. They were confused but intrigued. They wanted to ask questions and Felix almost did, until you turned the music on. It's been five minutes since and they're still hopelessly entranced by you. 

"God, look at our baby go." Hyunjin leans forward resting his elbows on his knees. "How is she Felix?" 

"She's an angel, I swear it." Felix runs a hand up the curve of your hip. He's a goner as he watches you move, completely hypnotized by the sensual rhythm. There's a hunger in his eyes that you've never seen before. "Baby, why don't you show Hyunjin what you can do."

You slide off of Felix's lap with a smile. Indulging in a swift kiss before your knees hit the floor and you turn to face your other boyfriend. He narrows his eyes at you, keeping your gaze as you crawl over to him. You slither up to plant a kiss on his lips once you reach him. Slipping a bit of tongue into the mix to make him groan.

"You should thank Lixie for sharing, I wasn't done with him yet.”

You crawl into his lap and Hyunjin reluctantly breaks your gaze to meet Felix's, who's gawking at you with lust decorated pupils. "I'll show him how thankful I am later." With a wink, Hyunjin drags his gaze back to you. 

You can see the same hunger residing in his gaze as he looks up at you. Like a predator taking in its prey. He's more primal than Felix but you know that the blonde is more likely to bite than the raven haired beauty under you. 

"Come on, baby." He lands a light pat on your ass. Indulging in a light squeeze as he moves his hand up your back. "Show me what you got.” 

He explores you as you swirl your hips. Slow and calculated movements that encourage you to give him more. The music is a mere echo to you at this point. It's the rhythm of their breathing that you're grinding to. Hurried, desperate, sensual. 

“My god, maybe I regret giving her away.” Felix rasps from the other side of the room. He runs his hand through his hair in a desperate attempt to busy himself. If he's not distracted he's more than certain that he'll pounce on you. 

“No take backs.” Hyunjin teases, a smile in his tone but absent from his features. He's too busy studying you, taking in the smooth tick of your hips and the way your hands run over the perfect mounds that he's dying to nip at. “Show Felix a little something, baby.”

You immediately oblige, bending over further into Hyunjin so that your breasts press against his chest and your full ass is on display to the groaning blonde behind you. You can't see him but you know that he looks absolutely debauched. Messy blonde locks falling into his face as he pulls at the crotch of his sweats in a desperate attempt to make room for his growing erection. 

“Ah, fuck.” Hyunjin hisses, large hands squeezing at your sides while you shake your ass for your boyfriend behind you. 

You tick to the music, keeping a steady rhythm despite the relentless dripping of your core. “Love seeing you move like that.” Felix's eyes follow you as you whine. Drawing imaginary circles with what he perceives to be the most perfect ass to ever exist.

“Reverse, baby.” You follow his request with a smile. Whining counterclockwise and throwing in some other moves that you know drive him insane. 

“How's the view?” Hyunjin asks. 

“Sinful.” Felix groans a reply, leaning back into the loveseat. “C'mere, baby. Come back to me.” 

You sit up on Hyunjin’s lap, locking eyes with him and giving him a smile that makes his cock twitch, you can feel it. You make your way to the center of the room and look between your boys. Both disheveled and hungry for more. 

They watch as you dip your thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. Popping the fabric against your skin in an effective attempt at teasing them. They watch with bated breath as you untie the string of your shorts. Easing the fabric down your thighs inch by painful inch until they pool around your ankles. 

You bend to pick them up, swaying your hips to make sure they both get a good look. “God damn.” Hyunjin rasps with a hand resting over his hardened cock. He rubs at it subtly but it's not enough, you know it. 

“Let me have em, baby.” You turn to Felix with glowing eyes taking him in slowly as you stalk towards him. Elegant yet dangerous like a cheetah.

 You crawl into his lap, settling quickly as you lace your shorts around the back of his neck like a winter scarf. You use them as leverage to pull him into a sloppy kiss. Giving his mouth the attention you know it's been dying to have. You moan into his mouth and he licks up the sound like his life depends on it. 

Desperate hands knead at the flesh of your hips and his heaving chest is pressed firm against yours. He feels so good that you've forgotten to dance and Hyunjin is so quiet that you've forgotten his presence but you know that his eyes are on you. 

You know that he's taking in every sound, every slight grind of your hips. He's imagining the twirl of your tongue around Felix's and he's wishing that it was him that was tasting you like that. 

You pull away from Felix with a wet smack echoing from your lips. His gaze is more fucked out than hungry now, this is the look that you're familiar with.

“Having fun?” You jump when Hyunjin sounds too close to you. Suddenly you can feel the pressure of his hard cock straining against his sweats in the middle of  your back. You don't dare turn around. He thinks that's cute. 

His slender fingers wrap around your neck, splaying over the soft skin with a gentle press. He tilts your head back so that your eyes meet his, the crown of your head resting against his stomach. 

“Enough of the teasing, yeah?” He presses his cock into you at the same time that Felix grinds up against your cunt. You moan at the pressure, feeling dizzy from the slight pleasure. 

“I thought you two liked my dancing.” You smile with the tip of your tongue between your teeth. Usually they like a good tease but it seems that they've reached their limit for today.

“Oh, we love it, baby.” Hyunjin confirms as his free hand tugs at the hem of his sweats. 

Felix's lips are hot against the exposed skin of your chest. He tugs at the neckline of your tank top as his teeth nip and mark the flawless skin. He whispers between open mouthed kisses

 “Let us show you how much we love it.” 

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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕜🧸

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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖: Rules of the pack

Word count: 2819

Summary: When Y/N woke up, she felt sore but comforted by the warmth surrounding her. Felix was nearby, and Chan's amused voice filled the room. Chan reassured Y/N that her recent distress was addressed and that the pack was committed to her well-being. Han and Chan explained the pack's rules and daily routines. Chan also reassured Y/N about her safety and comfort, particularly addressing her concerns about heats and marking. Y/N revealed her fears of rejection and her wish for a mark, which made Chan address her anxieties gently. Chan promised that they would proceed at a pace that made Y/N comfortable, ensuring she felt secure and valued. The pack’s supportive atmosphere provided Y/N with much-needed reassurance and warmth.

Warning: Angst/comfort, abuse, cursing, hate, insecurities, mention of Sexual Assault.

When Y/n next awoke, her body was heavy with aches, but she was cocooned in a comforting warmth. Her eyes fluttered open, gradually adjusting to the soft light that bathed the room. She felt the gentle weight of light arms still draped around her, and as she shifted, the body beneath her stirred slightly.

"Okay, she's awake," Felix's voice came softly, a warm smile evident even before she fully opened her eyes.

"You have freckles," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep as she giggled, her gaze unfocused but affectionate.

"Jesus Christ, Felix, you really knocked her out," came Chan's voice, carrying a blend of exasperation and amusement from across the room. She recognized the familiarity of his tone even before she saw him lounging on another couch.

"Hyung, I had to! She was panicking," Felix replied, his voice laced with concern as he looked down at her, his expression a mix of relief and affection.

"It's okay. At least she got some rest," Chan reassured, settling back into the cushions as Y/n slowly pushed herself up. Her movements were sluggish, and she stretched languidly, feeling the stiffness in her muscles.

"Yah! So cute," Changbin cooed from his spot, his voice light and teasing, eliciting a sleepy grumble from Y/n.

"What time is it?" she asked through a yawn, her fingers rubbing at her sore limbs.

"It's 11:25, honey. You were out for two hours," Leeknow chimed in, glancing up from his phone with a smile.

As she took in the room, she noticed everyone was now in their pajamas, some of them matching in a cozy, coordinated way. The scene was oddly domestic, and the warmth and camaraderie of the pack wrapped around her like a comforting blanket.

"Would you like a drink?" I.N asked, pouring a glass of milk for her. Without much choice, she accepted the glass and took large gulps.

"Careful, sweetie! You don't want to choke," I.N said with a concerned smile.

The warm milk settled comfortably in her stomach, adding a soothing warmth to her body. She leaned back further into Felix, snuggling in more. "I want to be in your skin," she whined, trying to press even closer. Felix chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, holding her securely.

"Hey! No fair. I want a cuddle too," Han complained from the carpet, his voice playful. His complaint was cut short when I.N pulled him onto his lap and kissed his pout away.

"Okay, ew, can we get this meeting over with? Or is Y/n so out of it?" Leeknow yawned, laying his head on Chan's shoulder. Chan happily wrapped his arms around him, providing a snug embrace.

"Yeah, I think she can function, right, little one?" Chan asked, and Y/n responded with a small, sleepy moan that made him chuckle. "First off, Y/nnie," he said, catching her gaze through her lashes and drawing a few 'awwwws' from the pack. "I'm sorry for the way the boys reacted. It was absolutely unacceptable, and I've made sure it won't happen again."

"Oppa!" Y/n shrieked in surprise, her eyes widening.

"No, I didn't kill them! They're just in a time-out or whatever you want to call it," Chan quickly reassured her, noticing her relief. "Y/n, you're safe here. I promise, as your pack alpha, no one will hurt you—not even if they're in the pack. We are all about love here, and Hyunjin's ego problem is just part of who he is. Just ask Han."

"Ugh! When I joined, he was the worst," Han added with a dramatic sigh.

"Tell me about it! These two used to throw things at each other and weren't even allowed to be in the same room," Changbin groaned, rubbing his face in frustration.

"It was the worst," I.N chimed in, his eyes wide with remembered horror.

"Pffttt, once I.N got headphones thrown at his head because he chose Hyunjin's side over Han's," Felix snickered, causing the room to burst into laughter.

"It's not funny, hyung!" I.N groaned, glaring at Felix. "I had a huge knot on my head and had to reassure fans that I wasn't being abused. Worst 72 hours of my life!"

"Hey! I apologized, and he learned his lesson," Han shrugged, sticking his tongue out at the younger boy.

"Yeah, you're done," I.N said, pushing Han off his lap. Han tumbled onto the carpet, and Y/n couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

"Anyways, back to the point!" Chan said, regaining everyone's attention. "Y/n, we want you to be in our pack. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?" Her heart warmed at the sincerity in his voice. She nodded in response, and Chan's smile widened even more. "We have a few pack rules to go over and some things we need to straighten out—"

"Ooh, can I say the rules?" Han asked eagerly, bouncing into Chan's lap as if it were his own personal throne.

"Okay, go ahead, love," Chan said with a smile.

Han clapped his hands together enthusiastically, then turned his attention to Y/n. "Alright, alright," he began, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Number one: The most important rule. NO omega is allowed to go out without an alpha or beta at ANY point of the day, no matter what. It's dangerous and scary out there," Han said, shivering slightly as if the danger were real. "Channie-hyung says it's safer this way because no rogues will disturb us or try to kidnap or harm us."

"Yeah, that's right," Chan interjected, nodding gravely. "I know it sounds a bit demanding, but I want all of you safe no matter what. So you have to follow that rule, okay?"

"Yes, oppa," Y/n replied, her voice earnest. She actually found the rule reassuring; Han was right, she was terrified of being out alone without protection—exactly how she'd ended up kidnapped in the first place.

"Okay, next rules!" Han cleared his throat dramatically. "No visitors unless Channie-hyung is aware and confident that they're no harm. Curfew is midnight. Alphas are the only ones allowed to hunt. No leaving the house without informing each other. Dinner is usually at 8, so make sure you're here for that."

Y/n giggled at Han's enthusiastic recitation. Minho, who had been silently listening, rolled his eyes.

"This one is mostly Minho-hyung's rule," Han continued, with a cheeky grin. "No going into the kitchen unless you're told to or ask first because apparently, that's his den."

Minho huffed, crossing his arms. "Only Felix is allowed in the kitchen. I swear, if I didn't put that rule in place, the house would've been burned down by now!"

"Dramatic much?" Han teased, but a sudden pinch from Minho made him yelp. "OW! Rude!"

"Just continue," Minho grumbled, still glaring but with a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

Han rolled his eyes but was clearly enjoying himself. "Alright, alright. What was I saying? Oh right. Okay, we aren't allowed to enter Hyunjin's painting room..." Han said with a dramatic flourish. "I think that's all. We're allowed to shift but only outside. The fullmoon gets really busy so we always decide to stay in our part of the forest when we shift. The rules are pretty easy, any questions?"

Y/n shook her head, looking back at Chan, who nodded in approval.

"Alright, a bit of information for you," Chan said, his tone shifting to something more informative. "We usually leave the house at 6 a.m. for practice and other activities. If you'd rather sleep in, that's perfectly fine; Minho will probably leave some breakfast for you. Just make sure you don't skip meals, okay? And every week, we have Taco Tuesday, game night on Fridays, and sometimes we do pizza-making on Mondays." He glanced around to ensure everyone was paying attention. "Does anyone else want to add anything?"

"Whatever Chan says goes," Changbin said with a nod, "but he always makes sure we're all involved. It's all about teamwork. If you have any trouble with alphas or anything else, come to one of us. We'll take care of it." His tone was reassuring, and Y/N felt a warm flush of gratitude at their protective nature.

"U-um, Alpha—"

"Please, Y/nnie, don't call me that," Chan quickly interrupted with a soft smile. "Call me Channie, Chan, Chris, or Oppa—whatever feels right for you. Now, go ahead."

Y/n nodded, taking a deep breath before continuing timidly, "What about... heats?"

There was a brief silence, and Chan's expression softened. "Hey, there's no need to be embarrassed. It's completely normal," he said gently. Y/n's eyes widened in surprise. In her past experiences, discussing heats with alphas had always been taboo, something they avoided at all costs.

"Y/n, heats are normal," Chan continued. "We have a designated room for that, and Felix will show it to you. Do you normally handle it on your own?"

"N-no," Y/n stammered, her voice dropping to a whisper as painful memories surfaced. "Normally, we don't have a choice..." Her eyes filled with tears as she recalled how her previous situations had forced her into isolation during such times. "They just..."

She choked on her words, unable to continue. Felix, who had been listening quietly, tightened his embrace around her. The pack fell silent, sensing the gravity of her pain.

"It's okay, Y/N," Chan said softly, his voice filled with sympathy. "Here, you won't have to go through it alone. We're here to support you, and you can always rely on us. You're part of this family now, and we take care of our own."

Felix nodded, his eyes filled with reassurance. "We'll make sure you're comfortable and supported. You're never alone here, okay?"

Y/n nodded, her heart swelling with a mixture of relief and emotion. The pack's warmth and support enveloped her, providing a sense of safety she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Hyung, maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now," Felix said softly, noticing how the smaller omega tensed at the mention of heats.

Chan's concern deepened, and he quickly nodded in agreement. "Alright, we'll set this aside for now. Y/n, you can either ride it out alone or ask any of us for help. It's completely your choice. We'll make sure you have everything you need to be comfortable, and we'll take care of you."

"Really, Oppa?" Y/n's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, love," Chan affirmed, his voice full of reassurance. "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" His gaze was filled with concern for the younger omega. He wanted to understand what had happened to her to make her so wary. The thought of alphas abusing her made him seethe with anger, but he knew he needed to remain composed.

"Can... can I build a nest? I haven't done that in a while," she asked timidly.

"Of course, you can!" Chan said with a warm smile. "I was actually planning on suggesting that you order whatever you need online. Felix can help you pick the best options." He looked over at Felix, who beamed with joy at the opportunity to assist.

"And what about... pups?" Y/n's voice trembled slightly as she asked, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "Do you want me to conceive during my first heat? I have no—"

The room erupted in gasps. Felix's expression shifted to one of shock, while Chan's face turned stern but gentle.

"Y/n, no, no, no. We need to discuss that as a group when the time comes. We're not rushing you into anything, and honestly, I don't think any of us are ready for that kind of responsibility right now," Chan said, his tone firm yet caring. "Let's take things slowly. We'll get there when we're ready. Speaking of which, we may need to consider birth control options for you."

Y/n's shoulders relaxed slightly at the reassurance, and she looked at Chan with a mix of relief and gratitude. Felix continued to hold her close, his hand gently stroking her back. The pack members exchanged glances, their earlier tension replaced.

"Oh yes! I'll book her an appointment, Hyung," Minho says, sitting up with a determined look. He scribbles down a note, clearly taking charge of the situation.

Chan sighs deeply, shifting Han on his lap to make himself more comfortable. "Y/n, I do need to speak to you about something," he begins, his expression turning serious. "It's about your patches. Felix mentioned them, and we think it might be best to get you checked by a doctor as soon as possible. We want to make sure you're okay." His voice carries an edge of concern, hoping she won't become overwhelmed by the news.

"O-okay, they really are irritating," Y/n responds, her tone a mix of relief and apprehension. Chan lets out a sigh of relief as well, glad to see her accepting the suggestion without panic.

"Great! We'll schedule an appointment for tomorrow, before you all go shopping and do whatever it is you omegas like to do," Chan says with a chuckle, glancing at Han who is busy twirling the string of Chan's hoodie around his fingers. "I.N, will you be with them tomorrow while Changbin and I finish up in the studio?"

"Yeah, of course, Hyung. I don't have any plans," I.N replies. "Will Minho be joining us?"

"I don't have a choice," Minho grumbles, though there's a hint of amusement in his voice. Chan nudges his cheek with his nose, causing Minho to roll his eyes.

"Three omegas against our Innie? They'll make him run mad," Minho jokes.

"Hey!" all three omegas exclaim simultaneously, making Minho snicker.

"I'm just being honest. It's like setting up for a disaster," Minho continues, a teasing lilt in his voice.

"I'm with Minho on this one. You lot are a handful—OW!" Chan winces as Han playfully bites his shoulder. A small bite mark starts to form, and Han shrugs with a mischievous grin.

"You asked for it," Han says with a nonchalant shrug, high-fiving both Felix and Y/n. The room fills with their giggles, a warm and lighthearted atmosphere settling over everyone.

"What am I going to do with you, ugh!" Chan groans playfully.

"When will I get marked, oppa?" Y/N's voice is soft, and her eyes are filled with a mix of hope and vulnerability. The room's atmosphere shifts instantly, everyone's attention focusing on Chan. The playful banter stops as the seriousness of her question settles in.

"How about we first get you comfortable and then we can talk about marking you?" Chan says, his tone gentle but firm. He wants to assure her without rushing into anything. His intention is to make Y/N feel secure and not overwhelmed, but it seems to have the opposite effect.

Y/N's expression falters, her eyes wide with hurt and confusion. She shrinks against Felix, her omega's distress turning her form small and withdrawn. Chan notices immediately and, with a frown of concern, gently nudges Han off his lap.

"Hey, hey, come here," Chan says softly, opening his arms for Y/N. His voice is soothing, trying to bridge the gap between his intentions and her feelings. "Come to me, Y/n."

With a tentative motion, Y/n crawls into Chan's lap, her body trembling slightly. Chan wraps his arms around her, pulling her close in an attempt to comfort her. He can feel the tension in her small frame and the quiet whimpers that escape her.

"What's wrong?" Chan asks gently, his voice filled with concern. He tilts her chin up so he can meet her gaze, hoping to make her feel more secure. He notices her eyes are now gold meaning her omega was in charge right now. "Tell me what's going on."

Y/N's eyes well up with tears, and she buries her face in Chan's chest, her voice trembling as she speaks. "S-she thinks you're rejecting us. She wants your mark so bad," she whispers, her words barely audible. The hurt in her voice is clear, and Chan's heart aches for her.

"Does she want it right now?" Chan asks, his worry evident. He wants to make sure she knows that he's not rejecting her, and that he genuinely cares for her well-being.

Y/N nods slowly, her tears soaking into Chan's shirt. "Y-yes, she thinks you'll find better. She's scared. She wants to be yours," she confesses, her words filled with desperation and insecurity.

Chan's expression softens as he looks down at her, his heart breaking for her. "Oh, Y/N," he murmurs, his voice tender. "I'm not rejecting you. It's not about that at all. I just want to make sure you're comfortable and ready before we move forward. I don't want to rush you into something you're not prepared for."

He gently strokes her hair, trying to soothe her. "It's important to me that you feel safe and secure. We'll take our time with this, and we'll do it when it feels right for both of us. You're not just a mark to me. You're important, and I care about you deeply."

Y/N's sobs start to quiet down as Chan continues to hold her close, his words calming her. Felix, Han, and the rest of the pack watch with concern.

Chan continues to speak softly, his arms wrapping around Y/N protectively. "We'll take this step by step. I promise you, you're safe here. We'll make sure you're comfortable and that this is right for both of us. It's not about finding someone better; it's about making sure we both feel right about this."

Y/N finally looks up at Chan, her eyes still filled with tears but also with a glimmer of hope. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible.

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asdfghjkl, finally I found this story again 😭, I have to say that I love it, the angst. All the themes within this story hurt like shit [the infidelity] Hyunjin had the audacity to claim because she slept with Minho when he was literally fucking every being with legs around [such a bitch] like we say in my country Hyunjin tenía de cachona a la vieja. Your smutty scene was soooo fucking good. Minho is just soooooo agh pretty and sexy and.. Anyway, your writing is so impactful and carries a lot of emotion.

HAVEN. -> Lee Know x Female!Reader ( she/her pronouns )

summary: Hyunjin was never much of a boyfriend, making all of your friends wonder why you've stuck by him for so long. You know what they say though, love makes you crazy... Or, love makes you end up in your best friend backseat straddling his waist... Something like that... Right?

words: 10k

warnings: INFIDELITY themes all throughout, hyunlix, alcohol consumption, mentions of smoking marijuana, smoking cigarettes, angry boyfriends ( if you can call it that ), brief zodiac sign talk lol, SEXUAL CONTENT, unprotected sex ( DONT DO THAT ), mature themes throughout every line of this mofo, p*rn w very long plot. If I missed anything PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

a/n: Hi, I dunno what this is. SKZ brainrot. This took entirely too long to write. I don't know if I like it, eek. Minho is a dreamboat. Enjoy!

“I’m just so, so tired,” Expels from your lips in a harsh whisper, your sigh that follows is as equally exasperated.

“Do you think I’m not?” Hyunjin’s tone packs a powerful voltage, enough to startle your bones. Maintaining eye contact with the boy's deep brown eyes, you furrow your brow.

“Hyunjin,” Raising your voice to a reasonable level, you place a hand on the kitchen table that stands between you and lean toward him. Using his full name, you make a mental note of how it affects him, the discomfort appearing in the slight scrunch of his button nose.

“You have not answered my question,” He sneers. With a dramatic groan you roll your head backward, staring at the ceiling for all of three seconds before focusing back on his grimace.

“We are breaking up right now,” You say with persistence, the crease in your forehead becoming somewhat permanent, “You seriously need this information?”

“Yes,” He snaps, then shifts into a softer energy, “I never thought you’d be the one to break my heart.” The kitchen goes quiet, the only sound heard is that of the ice machine in the freezer. 

A moment passes with a stare-down, Hyunjin being the one to break it by shaking his head. A thin lock of his black hair drops over his right eye.

“I knew this… relationship was over a week ago,” He speaks with heavy intention, his words packing a punch, “I’m not oblivious,” His hair dances over his eyes some more as he shakes his head again, “But you know how I feel about you. I can’t believe you’d do something like this, you’re not even moved out yet.” 

“Jennie,” You whisper, narrowing your eyes. Hyunjin’s expression falters.

“Lia,” You continue on, listing names of women he’s slept with since your situationship began, “Nayeon,” He seems to catch on, averting his eyes around the room as he scoffs, folding his arms across his chest.

“Even fucking Felix, Hyunjin, jesus!” Your laugh does nothing to mask the frustration weeping from your eyes.

“I never had sex with Nayeon-”

“It doesn’t matter!” You shout, your hands slamming flat on the table as your eyes widen, “Do you hear yourself?”

“I do, do you hear me?” He squinted his eyes, jutting his head to the side, “You fucked Minho,” He spoke slow, fueling the fury simmering within you, “Like a little slut, in the backseat of his car, in the parking lot of Haven, while the rest of us danced together inside.” 

Swallowing hard, you refuse to shrivel beneath his interrogation.

“Hyunjin-”

“Two hours ago, I’ll add,” He smirks, finding it all a bit funny, “This happened… two hours ago. Does he know what happened yesterday morning? The moment we shared literally right here?” He presses a fingertip into the wood, narrowing his sharp, feline-like eyes.

“No,” You say, screwing your face in confusion, “Why does it matter?” Hyunjin takes his bottom lip between his teeth, sitting backward in the chair, folding his arms across his chest.

“I know some things,” He says, smug as he’s ever been.

“Enlighten me,” You whisper.

“Certainly,” Hyunjin huffs, holding up a hand for you to see. He taps his pointer finger, “Minho’s been after you for a while,” He taps his middle finger, “You’ve been after Minho equally as long,” He taps his ring finger, “You’ve got a type.”

“I do not have a type,” You say, glaring at his slender fingers that could have an obscene amount of control over you if Hyunjin really tried. Focused on your eyes, watching as they follow his hands that he places flat on the table, he chuckles.

“You have a type,” He reiterates, “Minho’s no better than me, he’s a bartender, if anything he’s worse.”

“Minho’s as clean as a saint!” You say, and Hyunjin chuckles, “He hasn’t been with anyone in ages, he’s a good guy.” Lowering his chin, Hyunjin glares at you through his lashes, speaking in a tone so low his voice has dropped a few octaves.

“Then, tell me why he fucked his best friends girlfriend in the backseat of his car last night?”

“Oh my…” You gasp, clasping your hands over your hair, grabbing it by the fistful, “I’m your girlfriend now!? You’ve never said that word, of course this would be when you’d use it.”

“You were my girlfriend when I fucked Jennie,” He shrugs. Your eyes go wild.

“That hurt,” You dig, “Fuck you.”

“Fuck you!” He curls his lip, eyes dancing around your exhausted appearance.

Dragging your hands from your hair to over your eyes, you rub the sleep away gently and sigh, placing your hands on your knees. Avoiding Hyunjin’s gaze, you stare down at the table.

“I think… I think I should go,” You offer, flickering your eyes up to catch his face of sorrow, “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?” He whispers.

“Like… like you’re sad,” Shaking your head, you speak from an empty heart, “You don’t hold an ounce of empathy for me when you go frolicking down the streets to pick up the next conventionally attractive person, and take them somewhere to hook up,” His expression doesn’t falter, “Some of them, we’re friends with, Hyunjin. So, yes. This relationship was over a week ago when you drove me to crazy town, to the point of no return,” His eyes are laser focused on yours, “You know, in a way, it’s like you pushed me right into his arms.” 

Stepping inside dim lit, musty scented Haven was a bit like stepping straight into the Sahara, except the concrete floor was slick with spilt drinks, not dusty grains of sand. There were no windows either, just dinged up chestnut wooden planks for walls adorned with cheesy neon signs and posters of bands and other artists. Your personal favorite was the lit up pink flamingo with a bottle of tequila in its hand. 

A year ago, when you and your group of friends started making regular appearances here, you compared it to Hyunjin and his stretch of a frame. The banter that followed the laughter was essentially what got the two of you together in the first place, sharing the right amount of sarcasm, sparking an attraction to want to slip beneath the sheets… or into a bathroom stall.

Sitting at the creaky bar now on top of a cushion on a stool that was flattened with age, you gripped an ice cold glass of Vodka Cran, twisting it on the napkin the bartender sat it down with. Staring at the flamingo holding the tequila, it was perched above a long mirror that ran across the entire wall behind the bar, one that was short vertically, giving you a beautiful view of the scowl you wore.

The pink and yellow glow of the neon lights used to be accompanied with giggles, with soft touches and sneaky kisses. Tonight, those acts of love had his arms wrapped around Felix where they moved in sync on the dance floor, three inches apart without shame.

Glancing over your shoulder you catch them cheek to cheek, rocking side to side. Felix’s hands seemed nervous, they were greedy, but tentative, his fingertips sliding up and down Hyunjin’s tight t-shirt clad torso. The younger boy's eyes were pointed down, listening with parted lips to whatever charm Hyunjin was spilling into his ear. A hex, a curse, an enchantment that would keep Felix at his beck and call for as long as he pleased.

The sight of their hips grinding, and their thighs slipping between the others knees used to be nauseating, however, it’s been occurring for two weeks, so it’s become tolerable. 

At least it wasn’t a female.

Girls crawled out of the woodwork for Hyunjin, there was never a night where he wasn’t fighting one off of his hip. The boy could walk into a room, and in an instant have someone on their knees with just a look. Something about his aura, his lust fueled, mysterious facade of an attitude made them melt in his fingers like putty. Felix though, Felix was different.

The blonde haired boy taunted Hyunjin, insufferably oblivious to his flirting. 

The two have been friends for a couple of years, coming together at about the same time as you had found them. There were nine of you total, a group that never hesitated to let life go, not taking it too seriously. 

You all came with your quirks, your imperfections. You and Hyunjin were tied for ‘most self-destructive bitch’, while the others fit into every category, and somewhere in between, ranging from ‘funny guy’ to ‘cry baby’. Han took leadership of the funny guy’s, Seungmin fell into that in between grey area, and Felix made himself more than comfortable in cry baby territory.

Felix has a huge heart, Felix is a great friend, but Felix is a good boy, and he made it a game for Hyunjin without even knowing.

Once the Nayeon rift was over in your relationship, things were smooth for about a week, until Hyunjin got bored. That’s when Felix fell into his lap. Sweet sunshine, bright eyed, bushy tailed Felix, who had no idea what he was in for when Hyunjin invited him on a solo night out after a couple of days of slinking around him stealthily, buttering him up with empty words.

That night, Hyunjin pounced, and poor Felix had fallen in the trap, becoming another notch in the charismatic bastard's bedpost. 

Spinning around to watch the show the boys were lost in, you lean your back against the bar, crossing your legs. The rips in your jeans stretched at the bend, the skinny white strings over your skin threatening to snap, much like your patience. Sipping from the straw in your drink, you shake the ice around in the half empty glass as you swallow, catching Hyunjin’s eye as he continues to twist about the floor, claws in his shiny new toy.

He stares at you for all of five seconds, then turns his chin to nuzzle his nose into Felix’s hair, closing his eyes, whispering more unholy nothings. His plump, pink lips moved effortlessly, everything about this act coming entirely too easy to him. 

For god's sake, this was just his warm up, and Felix was already buckling at the knees.

“That’s still happening?” A polished, yet dreamy voice says beside you, having approached your frustrated energy after spotting you here alone from across the room. Shifting only your eyes to give him a look, you’re greeted by Minho’s silver hair and a quick eye roll as he sits down.

Dressed simply in a black t-shirt and dark pants, accessorized the slightest, taking a seat next to you was the first of many mistakes Minho was going to make tonight.

Your heart took a tumble at the sound of his voice, a slight nervousness sparking through your veins as you took in his appearance. Minho was buff, but he wasn’t built like a gym shark like Chan or Changbin. Instead the boy's muscles filled out the sleeves of his t-shirt enough to give Captain America a run for his money, and spending nights with him on the dance floor made you want to personally tell Chris Evans that America’s ass has some competition.

Holding a glass of jack and coke, Minho presses the lip of the cup to his own, rolling it side to side along the fat bottom, squinting out to the boys on the floor. His jaw is sharp, all of his features are, chiseled by Michael Angelo himself.

Taking a quick breath, you sigh and mutter, “Yes it is.”

Bobbing his head, Minho watches Felix press a swift kiss to Hyunjin’s cheek, then side eyes to see if you caught it too. To his pleasant surprise, that no longer held much of a shock value, your gaze was fixed where he balanced his glass.

Suppressing a smirk, Minho turns briefly to place the empty cup of melting ice on the bar before sliding his stool an inch closer to yours. He leans his back on the wood, crossing his arms. You could’ve sworn he flexed on purpose, his muscles seeming more defined than ever. With his chin lowered, he shot daggers at the handsy boys with dark eyes, and eyebrows slightly upturned.

That’s when you realized you were staring.

Swallowing, hard, you snap out of the trance he quite easily put you in, and sit up to compose yourself so you don't appear like a schlump.

“Is, uh,” Pausing to clear your throat, you ask, “Is Han here?” Taking a sip of your drink. Nodding with more of a purpose, Minho purses his lips and scans the room as if to look for his shadow of a friend.

“He’s here somewhere, Chan, too,” He says, glancing at you with a small smile. Returning it, you look back out to the dance floor, afraid that if you looked at him any longer your cheeks would turn pink.

“That’s great,” Your tone falls flat while Hyunjin brushes noses with Felix, pressed chest to chest. Following your eyes, Minho’s smile falters. 

All of your friends were familiar with Hyunjin’s tendencies, the boy didn’t necessarily keep it a secret. When it all started they’d call him out and put him on the spot, but it didn’t change a thing. Born a Pisces, he was infatuated with the life of chaos, but conversations with your friends made you question if his star sign was right. You’ve never seen him practice unconditional love.

As much as it sucked watching a friend hurt another again, and again, he was still Hyunjin, and like you, unfortunately, your friends still loved him. Minho however, he’s been festering in bitterness since the moment he saw you fall for the charm Hyunjin was currently casting over Felix.

He knew off the bat he didn’t stand a chance, Hyunjin was like a drug. A relentless, karmic drug that's had you hooked for too long. 

A spectator to the tumultuous year, Minho was livid Hyunjin snagged you first. You’ve always had more in common with the older boy, and if Minho had to guess, you only had one thing in common with Hyunjin. That, and your chilling attitudes, though Hyunjin was actively altruistic. You were caring, and thoughtful, and put others before yourself most times. Hell, Minho’s been standing witness to it for as long as he can remember, watching you get pummeled by Hyunjin’s emotional turmoil consistently.

When it came down to it, Minho was the one you’d run to, the guy you’d turn to for a shoulder to lean on, finding some sort of comfort in his ability to simply listen, without listening to speak. He would truly listen, and only share his thoughts if you asked.

Across the room, with Felix buried in his neck, you meet Hyunjin’s eyes swapping between you and the boy that were millimeters apart. Like you both caught it at the same time, you and Minho turn your chins to give each other a look. He wears an expression of worry cocktailed with fury.

“What?” You question, smirking, knowing he had plenty to say.

“Where’s the breaking point?” He asks, “When will you finally… snap?”

“Snap?”

“Yes, snap,” He chuckles, glancing at glaring Hyunjin momentarily, “I don’t understand how you can sit here and watch this happen.”

“Me either,” You mumble, a little white lie.

Twenty minutes at the kitchen table this morning with Hyunjin was enough to keep you on his side for another night. Sitting on his lap with his arms clamped around you, you held him as he sobbed into your chest, spilling muffled babbles of apologies and guilt ridden excuses for ‘why he is the way he is’, and that he ‘cannot live without you’. Endless empty promises, all he seemed to express, would keep you on a short leash, but what Hyunjin doesn’t know is that his cry for help this morning was pathetically transparent.

Felix gyrating against Hyunjin’s body, probably getting off on the dance floor in the middle of a crowd while the boy he was stuck to showed you the same eyes he had given you this morning was enough of a sign. Hyunjin didn’t give a shit. 

“Snap,” You say. Minho raises his eyebrows.

“Excuse me?”

“Snap,” You repeat yourself, lifting a hand between your faces to literally snap your fingers.

“Okay, Thanos,” Minho mumbles, but you miss it.

Swiveling around on the stool, you slap your hands on the bar to stop yourself, leaning forward to grab the bartender who was tending to customers on the end. Minho follows you over his shoulder, arms still crossed, wearing a smug smile.

“You’re serious?” He spins around like you, bumping your knee with his along the way. The bartender comes your way, and after grabbing your order of six different shots, bustles away to gather it.

“Pretty sure,” You shrug, tilting your head so you’re a bit closer to him, “Might as well start listening to you after all this time.”

“That’s fair,” Minho’s lips twist into a smile, “Just hope you’re not lying.” 

The bartender places six tiny glasses in front of you. With a thank you, you slide three of them over to Minho who raises a brow in question.

“What, lying like you?” You grill, peeking at his eyes before knocking back a shot of tequila.

“Me?!”

“I saw you with Han and Chan,” You smirk, happily watching him down two of the little glasses right after the other.

Wiping his bottom lip with his thumb, his brow creases, “What are you talking about?”

“You guys got here when we did,” You say, catching up to him in alcohol consumption, “Soon as Hyunjin walked away from me, I saw Han hyping you up to come over here.” Minho swigs his last shot, almost choking at the sound of your words.

“You keeping tabs on me?” He asks, squinting his eyes, closing the gap between you even more. Flickering your eyes to his lips that were wet with liquor, you look back up and only give him a smile. An innocent one that stirs up trouble as you down the last glass sitting on the bar.

Placing it back in line with a clink, you hop off the stool and hold your hand out. Unable to keep his gaze off of you, Minho swivels around, glancing at your open palm.

“Come on,” You coerce, wiggling your fingers. Laughing at himself, he snatches your hand to stand up.

“Where are we going?” He asks sincerely.

“I wanna dance,” You say, then step closer to him, lowering your voice, “And if you don’t want me keeping tabs on you, you have to come with me.”

“I’m yours,” He says, holding up his other hand in defeat. Dragging him along through the crowd of thirty other sweaty people, you peek backward at him and raise your brows.

“Famous last words,” You giggle.

“Wouldn’t choose any others,” He squeezes your hand, narrowing his eyes.

Distracted by Felix, Hyunjin misses the change of location, peeking back over to the empty stools after you’ve taken your place on the dance floor with Minho by your friends in the corner. Han and Chan were at a small table cradling their umpteenth drinks of the night, both of them breaking into widespread grins after spotting Minho in your grasp.

“Glad to see you’ve brought someone else along this time around,” Chan says, wrapping an arm over your shoulder, hugging you sideways. Han lifts his glass to cheers, taking a long sip afterward.

“Look at him,” You roll your eyes playfully at the two, then turn to Minho, “How can I say no?” 

Clicking his tongue, Minho tilts his head back with a smirk, “Chill,” His voice has dropped several octaves within the twenty feet from the bar to the corner. 

Biting down on your bottom lip in thought, you feel the wave wash over you. Gazing into his eyes that were laced with a type of passion you’ve never come face to face with, the wave more so crashed over both of you. These seven silent seconds shifted the entire night.

Minho looks over your shoulder to his friends sitting on the high top chairs, both of them gesturing to your back wearing suggestive looks of grandeur. Han and Chan have patiently waited, marinated in forced silence courtesy of Minho for a year, slowly dying inside the longer the two of you resisted the gravitational pull that’s tried for ages to tangle you up. All of your friends have actually, aside from Hyunjin who’s only suspected the pining. Han and Chan were two who were invested, using this moment to make their self proclaimed prophecy come true, ready to witness history happen in front of their eyes.

Catching Minho, you follow his eyeline and watch Han and Chan quickly pop into natural looking poses, focusing on one another and chatting about their drinks with silly little comments that ultimately meant nothing.

“Well that was slick,” You tease. Chan peeks up from his glass, lips wrapped around the tip of the straw, and gives you a wink. Han hides behind his drink, peering between you and Minho with a hidden smirk, puffing out his already chubby cheeks.

“Have fun,” He sings, wiggling his eyebrows.

“You guys are ridiculous,” You say, and turn to face Minho. His fingers tense around yours.

“Let’s dance,” He says, then pulls you into his body, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, leading you to the center of the dance floor.

Brushing by a dozen people your age, Minho finds a clearing with a smile and spins you around before finding the beat of the music himself. Keeping your hands locked, you sway with him, stepping a bit closer to close the gap.

Minho knew what he was doing, the boy was an expert when it came to moving to music. It never mattered where he was either, if he heard a beat he liked, one that he could feel in his soul, he was going to move. Like Changbin, Minho was musically inclined, his skillset extending far beyond just dancing. Tipsy enough to stand here with him without being intimidated by his extensive resume of talents, you take another step closer, bumping into his chest.

“You ever think about doing something with dance?” You ask over the music. Glancing down to where your bodies touched, Minho looks into your eyes and slips a hand around your waist without thinking twice. His fingertips press into your hip, continuing his sway, now holding you in place on him.

“God,” He mutters, shaking his head a bit, “You ask me that every three months, I think.” He smiles.

“I do,” You chuckle, placing an arm around his back, ignoring how it makes him take a sharp breath, “You just have a lot going for you,” His eyes soften as he listens to you, “Don’t you want to get out of this place? Do something huge?”

“Course I do,” He says, and though he wears a gentle expression, his tone is rough, “Don’t you?” 

You would’ve stopped moving all together if you weren’t latched onto his body.

“I would,” You say quieter, his words striking your heart, “You know I would.”

“What’s stopping you?” His eyes zone in on you, already knowing the answer he wishes you would forget about. It takes you a moment to say anything, gulping out of sheer embarrassment. You peer to the side, trying to see if you could spot where the answer had ended up.

Minho unravels his hand from yours and places a finger to your cheek, turning your focus back to him. Flipping his hand, he drags the back of his fingers down your skin softly.

“Don’t look for him,” He says.

“What’s stopping you?” You ask, studying his defined features, “From moving on?”

You don’t expect him to open up, Minho was always a person who knew how to keep a secret, like those dads who dropped random trauma stories out of the blue unprovoked. Minho could’ve deflected his answer, he could’ve made some shit up, but swaying here together over the liquor stained floor he keeps his gaze on you, pressing his lips into a line, perking a brow.

A tinge of excitement surges through you, a short burst of the feeling to keep you from getting swallowed back up in Hyunjin. Minho watches you like you’re made of stars, his eyes unable to part from yours. It was you. You were the block preventing him from moving on.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” You say.

“Do I look like I care?” Minho nearly whispers, bringing his face down closer to yours. Pouting your lips, you sigh.

“Why didn’t you get to me first?” Your voice drops as your eyes flicker to his lips, your words flowing from yours with ease, like sweet, sweet music to his ears.

“He’s too pretty,” Minho tries to smile, pressing his forehead to yours.

“He’s a dick.”

“That too,” He says after a chuckle. 

Dancing this way for a couple of minutes, holding on to one another beneath the cheesy strobe lights amongst the sea of human beings who didn’t care to look your way, your hands explored skin as your lips frustratingly ghosted each other. Minho took your waist with both his arms, his hands slipping down over your ass every few seconds, feeling too nervous to keep them there for too long. Your noses brushed, eyes locking for a bit before they’d shut between the shared air of pure intimacy.

Tossing your arms around his neck, his skin was dewy with sweat much like yours. The heat pumping in the closed off bar was always kicked up to a higher degree no matter the season, but tangled up this way with Minho you knew the bar wasn’t to blame for the warmth you were feeling. 

Your mind was clear of any thoughts that didn’t have to do with the babe attached to you, running his hands over your body. Hyunjin and his treacherous reign of terror was gone, Hyunjin and Felix were dead to you. All that was left was the heat and the need manifesting around the two of you, revealing itself from underneath the love and the care.

Seeing Minho lick his lips slowly, seemingly hungry, warps your mind. His fingertips that once pressed into your skin were gripping you now with vigor, his eyes closed as he held you tight. When they open, the look he gives you makes your jaw drop with a heavy sigh. You're unable to do much else. 

In a hurry, he tilts his chin and presses his lips to yours, this kiss long overdue. It’s packed with passion, and sprinkled with lust, deepening faster than it had happened.

Parting your lips, you slip him your tongue and nearly moan into his mouth. You feel him smile, dancing his tongue with yours, then he slides it along your bottom lip before biting it gently, pulling away, and letting go with a pop. Jaw agape, your eyes are wide as you stare in shock. 

“Sorry,” He mumbles, but his eyes are dark, signifying he didn’t feel as guilty as he had sounded. There isn’t much for you to say, you weren’t upset. With a minute’s worth of kisses Minho rendered you absolutely thoughtless.

“Do it again,” You whisper. His eyebrows raise with surprise, and to your request he does not hesitate. The gap closes quickly, his lips on yours in a second, hot, wet and heavy. The first kiss, and the following, were anything but innocent and sweet.

Moving with intensity, Minho sighs within the kiss, his brows furrowing above his closed eyes. You feel his hands move up your back, making their home between your shoulder blades where he can keep you locked in place. Sliding your fingers up into his hair that was littered with moisture, you grip the silver locks and smile when you feel him tense up. A groan escapes him, one that deepens the arousal already pooling in your center.

“What are you doing to me,” He mumbles, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek just beside your lips. Giving his head a scratch, you smile, taking a deep breath. Tilting your chin back, centimeters apart, your eyes dance over his focused look, his lips parted and eyebrows twisted with need.

“Everything I’ve always wanted to do,” You brush your lips swiftly over his, taking them down to his neck, peppering the skin with soft, angelic kisses that set his skin ablaze. Bending at the knuckles, his fingers grip the fabric of your shirt, knotting it in his fists.

Tossing his head backward, eyes screwed shut, he’s guided by your lips, melting into your touch as your fingertips graze through his hair. Popping out your tongue between your lips, you draw a small circle in the valley beneath his jaw before wrapping your lips over the skin, giving it a suck, leaving a happy little mark there for him to find later. Dragging your tongue over it once more, you kiss it and look up to Minho.

His hands slide over your ass again, giving it a generous squeeze as he puts his forehead back on yours, slipping you a quick kiss. Dragging your hands down his neck, wrapping them around the front for a moment, you look into his eyes and smile. You’ve never seen him so flustered, Minho’s always composed, always in control. Never once have you ever seen him this desperate.

“Minho,” You half ask his heavy lidded state.

“Hm?” He hums, unable to say much. Placing your hands back behind his shoulders, you give him a sensual squeeze. Opening your mouth, you want to spill everything, everything you’re longing to do with him, but for an unbeknownst reason, nothing comes out. 

Lifting a hand, Minho places it under your chin then shifts it to your neck, wrapping his nimble fingers around the base, giving it a gentle grab. Taller than you, he was above you, looking down into your eyes that have softened with submission at his touch.

“What was it you were gonna say?” He questions, parting his lips to subtly touch yours, depriving you of a kiss you were ready for. Rubbing his bottom lip on yours, he drags his tongue over the seam of your lips, then catches them in a kiss you’d be able to hear if the music wasn’t pumping.

“Want you,” You whisper when he parts from you, your lips wet with a slick that didn’t belong to you. Sliding his hand up your throat, pressing purposely with his palm, he passes your chin and places his thumb on your lips where you subconsciously give the pad a kiss.

Smirking, he pulls at your bottom lip, getting lost in your upturned brows and pleading gaze. He’s always wondered how this would happen, how it would all go down eventually once he had you. Hearing plenty of stories from Hyunjin over the months, he learned that you could be a real brat, Hyunjin bringing that out of you on purpose. Minho knew if he played the jerk, the tamer, you weren’t going to walk away fulfilled, wanting more. And he needed you to want more.

Hyunjin was good at what he did, but he never listened. Hyunjin was consistent when he was inside someone, but that’s where it would end. He had one mode, get in and get off, however, Minho had a trillion, and he was ready to figure out which one would have you writhing with pleasure, whining his name.

He believes he’s got part of the puzzle figured out already.

Toying your bottom lip with his thumb, Minho whispers, “Want to get out of here?”

“And go where?” You ask, hypnotized by his gaze that was always sultry. Smiling, Minho sighs in satisfaction. He had you.

“Out of here,” He breathes, touching your lips with his briefly, “Anywhere, so you can do everything you’ve always wanted to do, to me.” 

There wasn’t a chance you were catching onto his game, or the way he was playing it. Minho was slick, and if anything, a tad more manipulative than Hyunjin. Playing the role of your knight in shining armor, appearing effortlessly perfect in every way, swooping in when Hyunjin started embarrassing himself, and Felix…

Minho knew what he had to do to get you, because like Hyunjin, you loved nothing more than feeling like you were in control. It warmed Minho’s heart to see you melt into him, and revved him up to no end knowing that you had no idea he had his hands on the wheel, not you.

You heart longed for him, more than the need between your thighs, so if you were going to do this it would mean catastrophe for the Hyunjin entanglement you’ve overstayed your welcome in. Though you meant what you said to Minho at the bar, you snapped, that didn’t mean there wasn’t going to be an ache within you over it. You loved Hyunjin. As ridiculously shitty as the boy can be, like, absolute garbage… You loved him.

“No?” Minho asks, pulling you from your spiral.

“Yes,” You say without a thought, your eyes darting between his. He raises a brow slightly.

“But?” His tone is gentle, coaching you along patiently.

“Where is he?” You ask, gesturing to the side with a shift of your gaze for a moment. Minho narrows his eyes, a disappointed curiousness clouding in his deep brown irises.

“Why are you worried about him?”

“Becau- Minho, please,” Widening your eyes, you plead with his, “You care about me?”

“Course I do,” He answers quick.

“Then tell me where he is,” You say, then touch the edges of your lips together, tugging him closer behind his neck, and whisper, “And after that, get us out of this sweatbox, and for all I care, you can fuck me senseless on the side of the goddamn building,” His eyes blow open wide, a small smirk pulling at the corners of his lips, “Just tell me where he is.”

“Don’t want to give him a taste of his own medicine?” Minho teases, engulfing your lips with his own messily. Whining into it, feeling your heart twist deviously, the offer was intriguing. Pulling back, Minho is wearing a wicked grin. “Don’t want him to see the perfect girl he's giving up on leave with somebody else?”

“Perfect girl,” You repeat under your breath with a laugh, glancing away, “Don’t try to talk me up, you’re already getting it, Minho. Where is he?” 

Taken aback, Minho sighs and softens his smile. Maybe you could see through the game he was playing, which made you smarter than the Hyunjin he’d compare you to.

Tipping his head away from yours, he scans the room quickly and efficiently. Hyunjin and Felix were no longer on the dance floor, they had made their way to the corner of the room where Han and Chan chatted away. Many, many empty glasses filled up their table making Minho wonder how long the two of you have been out here making fools of yourselves around everyone, shoving your tongues in your cheeks.

Hyunjin was speaking to Chan, standing beside him and still towering over where the oldest sat on the high top chair. Chan didn’t stand a chance, though he carried himself as if he was six feet tall.

The long, dark haired boy seemed worried, his brows furrowed as he leaned into Chan to talk directly into his ear over the pumping bass polluting the air from the speakers. Behind him, pouting pathetically with his knees squeezed together, stood Felix, clinging to Hyunjin’s arm with his cheek pressed to his shoulder. His entire front side was pressed to Hyunjin’s back, and Minho could read his expression from a mile away, knowing Felix wasn’t embarrassed to just be talking to your friends. 

That type of desperation could be sniffed out in seconds by a cat in heat. The way he gulped and breathed from between his pouted lips was a telltale sign, not to mention his brows that were twisted in need. Either he was hard, or, he came already and was hard all over again. 

Minho’s had one too many talks about it with your friends. Felix was annoyingly soft-hearted, but he was an easy little submissive bitch.

Minho watches the four of them, Chan and Han keeping their chins down while Hyunjin looks out to the dance floor, his wild, bugging eyes scouring the crowd of people on the dance floor, probably looking for you. When he gets close, Minho spins you around so that his back is facing your friends, keeping you out of Hyunjin’s sight.

“What? Is he over there?” You ask. Minho nods, locking his eyes back on yours.

“Talking to Han and Chan,” He says with caution, studying you closely, “With Felix glued to his back,” You both share a chuckle, “But… it looks like he’s looking for you… or, us, rather.”

“Great,” You sigh. Minho presses his lips together, waiting for you to say anything else. For the hundredth time, he is not Hyunjin, if you were going to back out of this, he would let you. 

Watching his mind come to a complete pause as he takes you in, you smile, then rise to your tiptoes to kiss him. Not once, but three times. On his lips, on his cheek, then his earlobe, where you whispered in his ear, “Let’s go.”

“You sure?” He questions, quite whiney, and you laugh.

“Minho!” Was all you had to say.

Strong hands move to your waist, flipping you around so that you could lead the way out of Haven without being seen by your friends. On the way to the door Minho’s fingertips press into your torso, sneaking underneath the hem of your shirt to catch a quick graze of your smooth skin. Sharing giggles, quick kisses and tiny suggestive touches, the two of you finally stumble out of the door after dodging a handful of others doing the same exact thing.

Outside on the cracked sidewalk there was a group of people passing around a joint, the smell of the drug smacking you right in the face as the heavy metal door of the bar shut behind you. Lined along the brick wall were others out here for a smoke, talking amongst themselves drunkenly loud. Twisting around in Minho’s arms, you toss one of yours around his shoulder and pop your brows.

“It’s a little crowded out here,” You joke. Rolling his eyes, Minho walks you over to the end of concrete, peering around the corner into the dark alleyway where two couples could be seen feet apart making out in the dull glow of the singular streetlight that stood out front. “You thought I was serious?!” Your tone is humorous, shifting into a laugh by the end of your words.

With darkened eyes, Minho snaps his neck to look down at you, shutting you up, “I want you so bad, I’ll fuck you right here in front of the stoners,” His voice is deep, and gritty, taking you by surprise. Minho smirks, “Don’t look so shocked, what did you think you were getting into? You’re messing with a Scorpio, babe.”

Speechless, you take your bottom lip between your teeth and press your thighs together, becoming unknowingly comparable to Felix who Minho just witnessed harboring the same issue. His sudden forwardness fueled the fire burning within you.

There’s no need for Minho to say another word. In the cool breeze of the night, he tucks you beneath his arm and hustles you past the bleary drunks, around the opposite corner you had started, leading you right up to his car. A recognizable black four door Range Rover that was always sleek and clean. 

Wiggling free from his grasp, you give him a cheeky look and hurry ahead of him, yanking on the handle of the backdoor. Smiling, Minho fumbles in his back pocket for the key, unlocking the doors for you, his passion burning deeper as you turn to him with a grin when you finally get it open.

Climbing in one knee at a time, Minho steps behind you and smacks your ass gently, giving it a squeeze straight after. Closing your eyes, your cheeks flush as you crawl across the leather seats, pursing your lips with shyness. Adjusting yourself so your feet are on the floor, you look over to Minho when the door shuts and the lights start to dim.

He appears as flustered as you, unsure of what the next move is going to be. He was surprised he made it this far.

As if you sensed it on each other, you both scoot closer toward the middle, hands nearly touching on the cushion of the backseat. With every care in the world, you lean into one another, foreheads caressing the other, lips hovering with hesitation knowing that what was about to follow was going to change the trajectory of the drama that was your lives.

A tiny, bitty piece of you was shouting no, don’t do it, but Minho’s cut body, sharp jawline and pining eyes that were undressing you at the moment overpowered that piece of you, screaming, bursting at the seams with need. 

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Minho whispers in the silence, and it’s at this moment realize how quiet it had gotten from being in the bar, to being outside, to now being in his car. His eyes flutter shut.

Lifting a hand, you brush it against his soft cheek, and cup his chin, dragging your thumb along his jaw. Minho opens his eyes, not moving a muscle until you answer him. Smiling, you give him a slight nod before turning your head to lock your lips over his. 

This kiss is immensely different from all the others shared inside, it’s actually leading somewhere. Aside from your hand on his jaw, only your lips touch. It’s soft, well thought out, and all a bit juvenile… until it’s not. A small sound, a subtle hum from Minho sets you off.

After a humiliating gasp, you’re climbing over into his lap, situating your knees on either side of his hips. Deepening the kiss, it becomes a wet, sloppy battle for who can move faster. Sliding your fingers up into his hair, he lul’s his head back onto the headrest and sighs, another whine leaving him seeming more desperate than before.

“I like that,” You mumble onto his lips, licking a stripe across his bottom lip. Taking a breath, Minho laughs within it, his eyes shut. 

“Never had a vocal boy before?” He questions, tilting to the side as you work your lips down the side of his neck once more, littering the honey colored skin with as many marks as you possibly could. Lifting your chin with a pop, after sucking at the crook of his neck so hard he whimpers again, you smize.

“Not unless he’s calling me a slut,” You say, and his eyes pop open, glaring toward you.

“You like that?” He asks. Bringing your gaze back up to meet with his, you raise an eyebrow and shrug, licking your lips. Minho eyes you curiously, then like lightning, raises a hand off your waist to grip you beneath your chin, pressing his palm against your throat. Your jaw falls open in shock, the abrupt movement catching you totally off-guard. His expression hasn’t changed, he’s still eating you alive with his eyes. 

“Forget how to use your words?” His voice is soft, yet entirely demanding, “Gonna have to talk like a big girl and ask nicely if you want me inside of you, you little slut.” Gulping pathetically, he feels it in your throat. There’s a whine that escapes you, one so quiet it could be missed if he wasn’t so enthralled with everything you did.

“Yeah,” He whispers, smirking devilishly, “You like that.”

“I do,” You breathe, answering him like he wanted you to, even if he was just messing around. You knew how to follow your rules.

“Oh my god,” He groans, releasing his grip on your neck to bury his face in it, marking your skin up just the same. Falling into his chest, tangling your fingers in his silver strands, your head falls back at the feeling of his lips on your skin, his teeth grazing along the sore spots he created. Grinding down on his lap, you moan aloud for him, one he returns, his lips vibrating behind your ear where he planted kisses.

“Minho,” You say, “Fuck this, I can’t wait,” You whine, pushing him away. With heaving breaths, he sits back, hands falling to your thighs the same as his eyes where he watches you start to mess with the button of your jeans. 

Feeling a spark in his veins, his breath hitches in his throat looking back up to your eyes that were already looking back.

“Next time we can fool around, I just need you right now,” You mutter fast, getting your zipper down at the same speed. Minho’s smile is almost nonexistent. He’s repeating your words in his head, the two at the start wiping his mind of anything else that could possibly exist. Next time.

Grabbing hold of the waistband of your jeans, Minho helps to shimmy you out of them without bumping your head on the lined ceiling of his car. He tosses them beside him, placing his hands on your knees that straddled his lap again, and slowly drug them up your bare thighs, inching closer to the place that needed him most.

Cutting him short, not wanting him to touch you until he was as exposed as you- because you knew if he did you’d both get too lost in the pleasure, and you didn’t want to come unless it was on his dick first. Minho could hold his secrets, and keep them away from you as much as he wanted, but you knew one thing to be true. Minho wants nothing more than to touch you.

Unbuttoning his pants with haste, you release a breathy sound with a smile and pull his bottoms down to his knees as he lifts his hips with you on them to help you. Glancing between your bodies that were centimeters away, you were met with everything you hoped for and more. 

“Jesus, Min,” You whisper, taking a deep breath, looking back up at him. Minho rolls his eyes and laughs.

“That’s affirming,” He mumbles, and you let his hands slide up to your hips, drawing dainty circles over the newly exposed sensitive skin, inches away from where he should be. Biting your lip, pointing your gaze down, you hear him laugh again.

“What?” You ask, obliviously cute, looking to him with wide eyes.

Minho lowers his brows in admiration and says, “It’s nice to know I’m bigger than him.”

“Oh, without a doubt,” You answer, nodding your head, your expression remaining the same.

Laughing louder, he squeezes the round of your thighs and takes a deep breath, leaning in to give you a quick messy kiss before saying, “Gonna show me what it’s like to fuck a little slut, or what?” 

Reaching for his hardened length, he intakes a sharp breath between his teeth at your touch, his eyebrows furrowing. Lifting your hips, you keep your eyes on him, his head falling back to look up at you with parted lips. His hands are stuck to your hips, making themselves at home there, his fingertips massaging your skin carefully.

Lining him up, he’s right in place, both of you ready to go. Through shared breath, your hearts are racing, but you hesitate. Composing himself as best as he could, Minho swallows hard and shakes his head a bit.

“Don’t do it if you don’t want to,” He whispers, giving you the whole truth, you could see it in his eyes.

“I want to,” You whisper back, “I want you, I need you…” Leaning into him, you crash your lips onto his at the same time you let your hips settle onto his lap, his girthy length slipping inside of you with ease.

Gasping, a wave of euphoria washes over you, your back arching you into his chest as his hips thrust up into you once he felt your slick wrap around him. Releasing a moan together, you both laugh breathlessly and subtly shift as the overwhelming sensation sucks you under.

“Oh… my god,” Minho groans from his chest, digging his fingertips into your hips. While he mentally talked down his release to himself, you swayed your hips forward and back, just slightly, to get used to the stretch. It wasn’t painful, Minho wasn’t hurting you, but he was obviously bigger than Hyunjin, something you weren’t used to.

Your body was comfortable, that much was clear, at least you could both tell by the way he so effortlessly slid into you with a shrewd squelch.

“You okay?” Minho asks as you grip him around his shoulders, chest to chest. Nuzzling his face into your neck, he presses a few soft kisses, feeling how, like him, you couldn’t catch your breath. Nodding, you sigh, and suck in a gust of air through your lips.

“Yeah,” Whispering to him, you move so you can rest your forehead on his, meeting his eyes for the first time. 

With just one look into his softened, heavy lidded eyes written in a language neither you nor Minho spoke yet, you feel him tense beneath you, a feeling that has you clenching around him without having even moved. Grabbing you tight by the waist he lifts you up so only the tip of his cock is sheathed.

“Jesus,” He mutters, his blown out pupils making you smile.

“Never thought sex would get you so spiritual, Min,” You tease.

“Shut up,” He smiles, letting go of your hips so you plop back down onto his lap. A loud moan escapes you, the sensation making you clobber your hands around him tight. “Mhm, still funny?” 

“Hysterical,” You curl your lip, then kiss him with vigor, starting to move your hips over his at an unapologetic pace. Groaning as your lips ghost his with every bounce, Minho slides his hands up your shirt and drags his fingernails down your back slowly, sliding them back up to do it again before he holds the small of your back, guiding your movement.

For minutes you stay this way, riding him on the leather seats of his expensive car, filling the empty air with filthy sounds and profanities while your hands explore each other's bodies. Minho was right, you’d never been with a guy that was as vocal as him before, not even Hyunjin. All the other guys you’ve slept with held it in, kept the sounds to themselves as if they were embarrassed, but Minho let it all go. You were certain no one would sound as beautiful as him, though. It spurred you on, let you know he was feeling incredible, and sparked the race to your release.

“Love the way you sound,” You whisper, popping your tongue out to tangle with his.

“Yeah?” He breathes, catching your lips in a kiss.

“Yeah,” You sigh, planting your hips, and twisting them in a circle. Minho screws his eyes shut, giving you a nasty sound that makes you shake.

“Fuck,” He mutters, opening his eyes, “Are you gonna come?” 

“If you keep whining like that, I will,” You say from behind clenched teeth, swirling your hips in a circle again, letting your eyes fall shut as he gives you what you want to hear. “Too soon,” You mumble, your knees involuntarily jutting into his thighs.

“No,” He groans, moving his hands back down to your hips, “Come,” He says, guiding you back into a bounce, “Next time we can fool around.” Copying your words, you give him a sly look.

Letting his hands coerce you along, every few tips of your hips you throw them in a circle, making him thrust up into you as his own release stalks him down. A guttural moan was enough to let him know he should do it again, and without thinking he does. 

The two of you cling to one another, chasing your highs, singing songs of utmost pleasure for one another, the feeling within you being pulled tighter, and tighter, until it finally snaps. Your body presses into Minho’s harder than before, locking him in place as his hips thrust up into you to ride out your high. Feeling you squeeze him tight has him spilling into you after a few more relentless bucks of his hips, definitely leaving a couple of bruises on your hips with his fingertips.

Bodies radiating with pleasure, sucking in air, shaking in aftershock like you never have, you and Minho share a slow, exhausted kiss. Parting lips, you take a few moments to gaze at one another, reveling in the euphoric feeling for a while longer.

You’re the first to break the silence, glancing to the window beside you, giggling. A smile grows on his face as he watches you, then he follows your gaze and lets out his own chuckle.

“You ever see the Titanic?” You ask, and he makes a face of disbelief.

“Have I ever seen the Titanic,” He repeats with a dramaticized eye roll, then lifts a hand to swipe across the fogged up window. It wasn’t as perfect as Kate Winslett’s, but it held the same meaning.

“How am I getting off of you without making a mess?” You whisper to him, pulling your lips into a line with a laugh. Looking down at where he was still inside of you, he pouts his bottom lip, glancing around the backseat for anything to help you guys out. Placing a hand around your back he scoots forward, taking you with him, and slips a hand in the pouch that was on the back of the passenger seat.

“Shit,” He shrugs, sitting back on the leather, “Guess we’re makin’ a mess,” He sighs, looking at you with a sweet smile, “Wait,” He stops you before you can move. Wrapping both hands around your back, he shifts slowly and carefully, keeping all extremities safe from the car set up, and he places you on your back where he can slip out of you with ease.

“Genius,” You say sarcastically. With another shrug he smirks.

“What can I say?” He plays along, reaching over your head for the panties he pulled off of you a half hour ago. Maneuvering the pair of unflattering bikini cut underwear over your feet, he slides them all the way up and plants a kiss to the inside of one of your ankles. Blushing, you turn your cheek to hide, regretting your choice of undergarments. 

Getting laid in the backseat of one of your best friends' cars wasn’t on the agenda for this evening, but here you were, with Minho helping you back into your jeans.

“Thank you,” You say, sitting up to put the button back together, and Minho, who was situating himself, shoots you a funny glance.

“Don’t thank me, you make it sound like-”

“For my pants, Min,” You laugh, leaning over to kiss his cheek. He opens his mouth to speak, then hesitates, letting it close, then open again. “You don’t have to say anything,” You whisper, and he huffs.

“But I feel like there’s so much to say,” He shakes his head, “I mean, are you kidding me? I have so much to say to you.” His tone of voice doesn’t seem to match the strength of his gaze that’s on you. Lifting a hand, you place it on his shoulder and give it a squeeze.

“I know,” You nod, your eyes wandering to the number you did on his neck, “I know you do, and I have… so much to say to you.” Looking into his eyes, the emotion within them shifted. What once was worried, and somewhat shameful, was now full of hope.

“Not now,” He says, and you nod.

“Not now,” You repeat. He maintains eye contact with you for a little while longer, then sighs and nods toward the door.

“Come on,” He says, then makes you laugh with, “It’s fucking hot in here.”

Jumping out of the Range Rover, using his hand to help you out, you and Minho both share smiles as you stretch your limbs like complete dorks. Slamming the door shut, Minho holds open his arms for you to fall into, burying your face in his chest. 

Circling his hands over your back, you want to stay right here and melt into his touch, but a person standing on the corner of the street catches your eye. They’re leaning against the building with their arms folded across their chest, looking straight at you.

“Minho?” You get his attention with a whisper.

“Hm?” He hums, looking down at you, kissing the top of your head on the way. An act that makes your knees quiver at the moment.

“Hyunjin is right there.”

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for the prompt game, from list #74, prompts #3 & #8 with hyunlix and reader!

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SKZ PROMPT GAME

Prompts: "If I can get it in pink, I want it in pink."

"I'm more of a glass half-full type of person." "Mhm. And what's in the glass?" "Poison. Why?"

Members: Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Felix

Relationship: Aristocrats FemReader x HyunLix

Genre: Fluff with a sprinkle of Criminal Activities

"God, these parties are incredibly dull."

You take a delicate sip of your wine as Hyunjin sighs, leaning back against the wall beside you, watching the throng of people on the floor dance an elegant waltz.

"Don't let your father hear you say that, or he'll consign you to attending them for the rest of your life." You tease back beneath your breath, shooting a sidelong glance at the long legged aristocrat beside you.

He scoffs, eyes darkening behind his mask. "And what exactly, pray tell, am I doing right now?"

You set your glass down, turning to face him as you carefully straighten the tie of his cravat, smoothing your hands over his dark suit as you glance up at him, a slight smile on your lips.

"You're in attendance tonight of your own accord, Lord Hwang. Because someone here has something we want." You tilt your head, grinning up from beneath your own mask. "And your father is none the wiser."

Hyunjin's eyes flash, and his tongue darts out to wet his lips in anticipation.

"Speaking of," He glances past you, around the room once more, brow furrowing. "Where the hell is Felix?"

As if summoned by his name, the man in question appears at your side in that moment, slightly out of breath, but not a blonde hair out of place, as he leans against the wall beside Hyunjin.

Hyunjin gives him a shrewd, teasing glance, taking in the long tails of his suit coat and the sweeping elegance of the mask that hides his face. "Do I know you, sir?"

Felix rolls his eyes and grumbles something under his breath that sounds remarkably close to fuck you.

"So?" You ask curiously, leaning into Hyunjin's space to peer at Felix, hiding what you're saying behind the fan you hold up in your hand.

Felix nods, eyes scanning the room, before he turns his attention back to you and gives you the hint of a smile.

"He's here."

You feel the breath you've been holding go out like a gust, and Hyunjin visibly relaxes.

"Good, that's good." Hyunjin nods, sounding relieved, even though he's trying to hide it. "I mean, we knew he would be after all-fat, rich bastard can't resist a chance to show off his wealth and position any more than Felix can resist a cute, fluffy mongrel, or some pleading, wide-eyed, waif."

Felix shoots Hyunjin another glare, and he merely shrugs in response.

You pluck a glass of champagne off a passing waiter's tray and pass it to Felix, who gulps it gratefully, before he grimaces and sets aside the empty glass.

"Whoa, easy there, buddy." Hyunjin glances at Felix, but you don't miss the way there's heated admiration in his eyes as he regards the other.

"I need alcohol to deal with you."

Hyunjin feigns hurt. "When did you get so negative, Lixie-boy?"

Felix snags another glass of champagne and downs this one a little more slowly than the first.

"The moment we stepped into this party." He glances sidelong at Hyunjin, relaxed against the wall beside him. "You're not nervous at all that this'll go haywire?"

Hyunjin shrugs, eyes scanning the dance floor. "Nah. I'm more of a glass half-full type of person, my friend."

You scoff, hiding the sound behind your fan, and Hyunjin arches a brow curiously in your direction.

You fix him with a cynical stare, ticking your own brow up and holding his expression.

"Mhm. And what's in the glass, Hyunjin?"

Hyunjin grins in that often unhinged way he usually does and leans back against the wall, crossing his arms casually over his chest.

"Poison. Why?"

Felix chokes on his champagne.

Your glance to a couple waltzing by you, giving them a tight smile, before you lower your voice and speak again.

"We need to get that signet."

Hyunjin rolls his eyes behind the plumes of his mask, his sharp, delicate nose crinkling slightly.

"Yeah, kinda what we came here for, (Y/N)-girlie."

He has his hair pulled back tonight, held high by a navy ribbon that matches his suit, and he looks good.

You've noticed more than a few women-and men-eying him from across the room.

Felix nods thoughtfully. "Luckily for us, we know his vices."

Both their eyes fall on you, and you sigh heavily in response.

"Women-"

"-and booze." Felix finishes off, nodding again, tugging at one of his cufflinks, straightening the sleeves of his dress shirt.

"Not just any women though." Hyunjin slings an arm around your shoulders, his breath tickling the top of your head, his body warm against your own. He grins and leans down to whisper in your ear, "Exceptionally pretty, well bred, women."

You bat his hand away. "Yes, I know my role in all this, thank you."

Hyunjin holds up his hands, backing up to lean against the wall once more, though the smirk still hasn't left his pretty face.

"I'm just saying, sweetheart, you've got incredible birthing hips and the bloodline to match. You're every aristocratic man's wet dream personified."

You flip him off.

"Except I'm too mouthy and a smart ass and could never sit demurely by having tea and gossiping and cross stitching while my 'husband' fucked the woman next door under the excuse of 'business relations.'"

Hyunjin laughs. "That you are. Which is why, sweetheart-" He leans in close again, lips brushing across your throat and leaving heat in their wake. "-you need a certain kind of man to keep up with you."

Felix rolls his eyes. "Can you two flirt later?" He passes you a knife discreetly, and you hide it in the billowing folds of your skirt.

The metal is cold in your hand, and your fingers clench around it as you look to Felix.

"He's there then?"

Your question is vague, but Felix nods confidently. "Right where we thought he'd be."

You take a steadying breath and push off the wall, determination flowing through you. "Right. I'm off then."

Hyunjin smacks your ass, and none too discreetly, and more than a few people look in your direction in horror, whispering behind their hands.

You glare at him, and he grins cockily, tilting his head, eyes falling down to your ass openly.

"Go on, sweetheart. We'll be right behind you. And then, maybe we can talk about you putting that luscious ass to good use later."

You roll your eyes and ignore him, weaving off through the party toward the den, but not before hearing Felix say behind you, in a low, annoyed tone, "Dude."

Hyunjin laughs. "What? You want me to put your ass to good use later too, Lixie? It can certainly be arranged. Don't feel left out, pretty boy."

You filter out their bantering, the chatter of the party from around you, and knife clutched tightly in your hand, go to find the Duke.

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You find him in the den, smoking a cigar, bourbon in his hand, just where Felix said he would be.

When you enter, you make extra sure to sway your hips and walk slowly, so he can take all of you in as you come toward him.

Despite Hyunjin's teasing, you do indeed have a fantastic ass. Not to mention, tits to die for.

The duke's eyes light up when he sees you, a sleazy grin sliding across his mouth, and he brushes off the maid he was currently in the middle of fondling without a second glance.

The poor girl looks more than a little relieved, darting past you and silently out the door.

You're sure the duke's advances weren't welcomed. They never were.

Rich men had a habit of taking the things they wanted from people, especially pretty women.

You lean over the duke so he can get a full view of your cleavage, and setting your refilled wine glass on the side table, slide onto the couch beside him.

He smells like alcohol, and cigar smoke, and you do your best not to wrinkle your nose in disgust as you glance sidelong at him from under your lashes, giving him a shy smile.

He bites immediately.

"Lady (L/N)." He purrs, inching closer, his hand finding your thigh through the billowing skirt you wear. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

You giggle as he leans closer to you, forcing a pink blush to your cheeks, looking away as if flattered by his attention.

You've had plenty of practice, being a daughter of Lord and all.

It was easier to let men think you wanted their attention than fight it off. Got you things you wanted in the long run if you knew how to play the game.

And know how to play the game you did.

The duke's fingers inched higher up your leg, and you tried to keep your expression innocent as you glanced at him once more.

The garnet signet glinted on his finger, and everything inside of you coiled in anticipation.

"Why are you in here all alone, Duke, when you could be out there enjoying all the pretty women vying for your attention?" You question, though you already know the answer.

You just need to keep him talking until Hyunjin and Felix are in position, and then you can drop the charade.

Your fingers clench around the hidden dagger.

"The only pretty woman's attention I want is yours, my dear." The man smirks, leaning into your space, his eyes clearly drawn to the dip of your breasts in your corset.

You resist the urge to pull away and give him another little charming smile.

You're well aware the duke knows who your father is, what your bloodline holds, and you know, it's all just an act to get what he wants from you.

Sex. And then your fortune.

"You're sweet." You coo back, leaning over to pat his cheek as a wave of bourbon washes over you with his breath.

"Not as sweet as you." He sneers back, and you almost gag at the insincerity dripping from his words.

His hand slides beneath the skirt of your dress, and the feel of his fingers on your bare skin makes you itch.

"What inspired this dress? You look absolutely ravishing tonight." His fingers stroke across your thigh, and his eyes fall down once more to your breasts. "Quite a choice of color, my dear."

You glance down at the pink confection you wear, layers of tulle draped around your legs, pushed up by the duke's wandering hand.

You shrug, playing the innocent, naive card.

"If I can get it in pink, I want it in pink."

You catch a glimpse of a shadow slip into the room, and the door to the den falls quietly shut.

The duke doesn't even notice, intent on working his fingers up your thigh with zero class and more than a little fumbling clumsiness.

You grit your teeth and force yourself not to roll your eyes.

"Get this pretty little dress out of the way-" The duke mumbles underneath his breath, pushing your skirts to the side and letting his fingers go to the belt that holds his pants up over his ample belly.

Your fingers tighten around the hidden weapon, cold against your thigh.

The sound of the lock turning makes you perk your ears, and suddenly, it's go time.

The duke has almost gotten his belt and pants all the way off, fumbling and swearing as his drunken fingers take longer than normal to cooperate, and when he finally looks up with a triumphant smirk, you're holding a knife to his throat.

His eyes instantly flash with anger, then down to the knife, then back up to your face.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He hisses out, trying to covertly tuck himself back into his pants.

You don't give one shit about his tiny, limp penis.

You hold the knife out, pointing it at his chest, as you motion with your head toward his hand.

"Give me the ring."

His eyes flicker down to the signet he wears, and he laughs, the sound cold and demeaning.

"Little girl, you don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"Oh, I think she does."

Hyunjin appears at the duke's shoulder then, sliding out of the shadows, grinning like a wild man, leaning over to look the duke in the face as his grin only grows wider.

The duke's eyes widen, and you see flicker of fear there.

"You."

"Me." Hyunjin shrugs, glancing to where the point of your knife rests against the duke's chest, digging into the expensive fabric of his waistcoat. "Now, I suggest you do what she says, if you want to survive to fuck and drink another day, old man."

You motion with your chin to his hand once more, eyes cold, expression set.

"Ring. Now."

The duke swears, clenching his hands in his lap, and glancing past you toward the door. The door that's locked and watched by Felix, just outside.

Hyunjin sighs patiently, patting the duke's shoulder as he comes out from behind the couch and squats in front of the man, looking up at him with patience, like he's a child who doesn't understand.

"No one's gonna help you, I hate to say. So, I'll say it again." Hyunjin's easy smile drops off his lips instantly, his expression going sharp with danger. "Give my girl there her ring and you'll live to see another day."

The duke swears, and you drag the knife up underneath the wobbling jowls of his chin, digging it into the skin there, drawing a sharp, red droplet of blood.

"Fine. Fine." He hisses out, reaching with fumbling fingers to slide the ring off his thick finger, tossing it on the floor at your feet. "Take it. But mark my words-" His beady eyes flash, his tongue darting out to lick his swollen lips. "-you will pay for this."

Hyunjin chuckles, pushing himself to his feet as you bend down, never taking your eyes off the duke, to pick up the ring and tuck it into your pocket.

"I seriously doubt that, dukey, but I'd love to see you try."

"I know who you are." The duke continues his tirade, like a toddler throwing a tantrum, pointing a shaking finger in Hyunjin's direction. "I could bring ruin to you. To your father. Your mother."

Hyunjin moves so fast he's a blur, pinning the duke back against the settee with an elbow pressed down on his throat.

"Don't ever-" He hisses, getting in the duke's face, features warped with rage. "-threaten my mother."

The duke coughs raggedly, Hyunjin releasing him and stepping back, straightening his suit jacket as if nothing happened, turning to you, the knife still held by your side, the ring safely tucked away.

He cocks a brow at you. "Care to do the honors?"

You nod with a grin. "Love to."

"You ingrates-" The duke is back to spitting insults and threats, spittle dripping down his chin, face red, which means, he doesn't even see it coming when you lunge forward and jam the syringe into the meat of his thigh.

He goes down instantly, slumping on the couch like a sack of potatoes, and Hyunjin whistles appreciatively.

"Damn, Felix. Good serum that one."

"Did someone mention me?" Felix appears then, slipping in through the cracked door of the study, and you hold up the empty syringe for him to see, tossing it to him so he can put it into the hidden pocket of his suit coat.

"Just talking about how good you are at your job." You reply, leaning up on tiptoe to press a kiss to his cheek as he blushes.

Hyunjin sniffs at the empty glass of bourbon on the table, and knocks over the bottle beside the duke for good measure, eying the set up critically, before he nods and steps back.

"No one will suspect a thing."

Felix nods. "Just a poor, old duke passed out alone at a party."

"I paid off the maid by the way." Hyunjin adds, glancing to Felix, eyes glinting with amusement. "She'll back us up that he was in here alone all night."

"Perfect."

"Hold on." You step forward, ripping open the duke's expensive looking vest easily, the buttons flying in all directions. You pour some brandy down his exposed chest and glare down at him with disgust.

You step back. "Sick bastard deserved to be the one exposed against his will for once."

Hyunjin looks at you with an unreadable expression, and you shoot him a curious look.

"What?"

He shakes his head as he takes you in from head to toe, slowly and openly, making your toes curl and your face feel hot.

"Nothing really. It's just sexy as fuck to watch you do shit like this. Gets me hard every time."

You roll your eyes, but your stomach warms pleasantly with his words.

Felix nods in agreement, biting back a grin. "Something about righteous vengeance. It's look good on you."

"Or some shit." Hyunjin mumbles under his breath, and you laugh, the signet heavy in your pocket as you slip the dagger in to join it.

You're glad your plan had worked without shedding blood, though heaven knows the duke deserved it.

You liked this dress.

"C'mon." You loop your arm through Hyunjin's, and then Felix's, glancing up at them both with a smirk.

"I believe there was a previous offer from earlier in the evening that involved my ass? It's time to pay up, boys."

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“𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴,

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴,

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,

𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.”

||~Brethren~||

Hyunjin & Felix 💖

Prologue

“What if he really didn’t want to be protected?”

“But, why can’t I see the cracks? Or the claws?”

“It’s a myth, silly!”

“Hey, hey; what’s the ruckus about?”

“Sir, is this true that the fairy saved the fox and died?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell us?”

“Were they in love?”

“No, they were best friends. But, they loved each other as brothers. Being from two different realms, the fairy and the fox found their safe place in each other.”

“But, in the statue, it looks like the fox is about to be dead-”

“It’s said that the fox tried to push the fairy back, because he wanted to protect his fragility and innocence from death. But the fairy pulls him back and gets cursed, because at that time, a fox and a pixie can’t be friends, especially the ruling princes of the two realms.”

“Sad for them,”a kid sighs. The professor pushes his specs back on the nose bridge, shaking his head.

“Okay now, move along; lets not crowd here,”he commands the queue, staying behind. As the kids leave his sight, he looks at the statue, taking his specs off, as he looks at the statue, caressing the stone.

“It can’t be a myth, can it?”he says, as he looks at the stones in their necks. The sun and the moon charms, “I know you’ both will come back. You both are. And, I’m waiting for you,”he says with a soft smile, backing away from the statue, eyes shining red. As he left, the evening sun cast a shadow of the window over their stone bodies, as the cracks which weren’t present, began to appear on their bodies.

“𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴,

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴,

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,

𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.”