#if anyone know what the last 3 corrupted figures names are pls let me know all ik is that they're probably related to anime

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Pairing: Dom! Top! Lee Jeno x Sub! Bttm! Mreader Genre: Smut Cw: IdolxFan, corruption, semi-public, degradation, katoptronophilia A/n: I actually really enjoyed writing this. This fic has part 2 potential <3

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You were a sweating, crying, and a moaning mess, pressed up against a mirror in his dressing room. Whose room one may ask? None other than Lee Jeno’s. How did you get yourself here, let’s rewind————Tonight was the Nct Dream concert you had managed front row tickets to, crazy! You absolutely adored them, especially Jeno. You got to the venue early so that there wasn’t a crowd to push through. You were so early you happened to bump into a certain someone, leaving the restroom. “I’m so sorry, didn’t mean to- OH!” You looked up to make eye contact with Jeno. Jeno of all people. “No it’s really ok! That was my bad. You know the show doesn’t start in another hour?” Jeno questioned, placing his hands on his hips. “I do, I just wanted to miss the crowd.” You breathed, awkwardly scratching your neck. He found this cute. He found you cute. The way you twiddled your fingers as he loomed over you. It sounded so bad, but he wanted to corrupt you or take advantage of you. Jeno considered himself a kind man, but god were your innocent eyes driving him crazy. “Hey, since your so early wanna help me out. I’m kind stressed and I need some help prepping for this concert.” Jeno blurted, half-truthfully. “M-me? I don’t know how I could possibly help you.” You panicked, feeling guilty for practically turning him down. “Cmon, I really need it. Please?” The taller plead. “Ok, whatever you need, I’ll help!” You chirped, changing your tone. Perfect. Back to the current situation———“Cmon whore, you can take me a little further! I’m not even trying yet.” Jeno grunted, as he pushed his cock deeper into your gapping hole. “O-of Course! I w-want your k-kids, pl-please!” You moaned, the sight of yourself in the mirror taking a hit to your pride, yet turning you on all at once. “Anything for a whore like you.” He hummed, thrusting up and finally hitting the spot. “OH JENO!” You screamed, your body twitching and squirming at the sensation. “Quiet down pretty boy! If you wanna be my dedicated whore, you can’t ruin my reputation.” Jeno whisper-yelled into your ear. He kept the pace of his thrusts while he moved his mouth down to your neck, leaving beautiful purple marks in his path. “You’re gonna go out into that crowed all marked and bred by me, hm? Risky, but not surprising for a slut.” He degraded, slithering his hands around to stroke your throbbing dick. “Your slut.” You mumbled, throwing your head back against his shoulder and kissing his cheek. “Yeahhhh, my slut.” Jeno agreed, Turning his head to sloppily make out with you. The overstimulation of his cock, hands, and mouth were sending you over the edge. Your mind began to blur, changing all your words to a mantra of Jeno’s name. “That’s my whore. I’m Lee Jeno, your idol.” He spat, thrusting up harder and pumping his hands faster. “J-JENO! I-IM CUMMING!” You shouted, your orgasm hitting you like a train, shooting cum all over the mirror in front of you. “All pretty in the mirror for me whore. We are gonna do this again!” Jeno grunted, as his last strong thrust brought him to his release, painting your insides white. “Now you’ve got my kids. That’ll be bad for my reputation if anyone finds out, pretty boy. You keep quiet and maybe you’ll see me again.” Jeno hummed, pulling out and cleaning himself off. “Can I? I like you a lot, Jeno!” You asked, dabbing sweat from your body. “Yeah sure, now you better go get those seats.” Jeno whispered in your ear, before nudging you towards the door. You hid your face as you opened the door to walk out, but not without bumping into someone who was on the way in. “Sorry!” You squeaked, before running down the hall. Renjun watched your figure disappear down the hallway. “What about your rep, Jeno!? Didn’t know someone like you would stoop to fucking fans in your dressing room. You better get serious with him, don’t break his heart.” Renjun scolded, with a stressed scoff. “Don’t worry, we agreed on something. I think he’s a keeper anyway!”