#it has Everything. tattoos. hickeys. ass. dick.

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To Give a Helping Hand | jjk

☆summary: when Jungkook comes home from the gym, he goes feral thinking about you.

☆pairing: idol!Jungkook x female reader

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI)

☆genre: smut, idol!au

☆warnings: unedited, curses, explicit content: masturbation. that's it, that's the whole thing. Cumshot on his hand tattoos. Jungkook is hella horny for reader and jerks off thinking about her - fantasies of oral sex (male and female receiving), of unprotected sex, of rough sex, of hickeys and marking (scratches on the back), of shower sex, of spanking, of choking, of creampies, of clit play, of fingering and squirting. Multiple orgasms, lowkey pain kink and praise kink (let me know if I forgot something)

☆word count: 1.8k (I think it's the shortest thing I've ever written on here lmao)

☆a/n: pure unedited sins bc mr jeon jungkook makes me horny despite being in the army. hope this doesn't disappoint lmaooo thank you to @wintaerbaer for her help with the banner (it would have been a horrible mess without your guidance) and for encouraging me to write this!! love you Ari <3333

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You’re driving him insane.

You. Are. Driving. Him. Insane.

Insane.

Every time Jungkook sees you at the gym, he goes insane. Completely, utterly, insane. He thinks there has to be a better word in the dictionary to describe what you do to him but, alas, he can’t find it.

So insane it is, and he tries to live up to the name.

He’s been home for five minutes, and he’s already in his bed, dick so hard he thinks it’ll explode. Because of course you had to be doing squats today, in those way too tight biker shorts that leave nothing to the imagination. Your thick ass, stretching the fabric so much he thinks he spied a thong underneath…

Jungkook grunts, hiding his eyes behind his arm, trying to erase the picture from his mind. But he can’t. You’re everywhere – behind his closed eyelids, or a ghost in his room when he opens his eyes again.

It’s been that way since the very first day he saw you at the gym. Jungkook caught sight of you and immediately had a boner, which hadn’t happened to him since he was a teenager. He’s a grown man, for fuck’s sake, yet the sight of you turns him on far more than anything ever has.

You’re just… perfect. Too hot, your body perfectly sculpted by the hours you spend at the gym every week. Jungkook dreams of dragging his hands, his tongue, on every inch of your body. Of caressing your hard-earned muscles, of gripping the meat of your ass…

Of grinding into you and hearing the little breathy moans he’s sure that you make in the thralls of passion.

Fuck.

If he’s honest, he would have fucked you that first time. Would have approached you and charmed you, seduced you until he’d have you writhing under his body. But one look – one damn look – at your keychain, and he knew you were off limits.

The bright pink Kooky plushie hanging from the keychain was a firm reminder that he cannot approach you, ever. Indeed, he doesn’t mix pleasure with work, which is starting to prove increasingly hard as he gets more famous, and as his fans grow way too numerous.

As his fans, as you pretend that you don’t recognize him when you go to the gym, even though he catches you looking at him all the time. Yet he can’t approach you, won’t approach you, ever. But nothing stops him from exploring his dirty little fantasies, whenever he wraps his hand around his cock…

Jungkook grunts, and he decides to take manners into his own hands, literally. He wishes it’d be your hand, gripping his cock once he’s pushed his shorts and underwear down. Wishes you’d hold him tight as you’d jerk him off slowly, eyes never leaving his.

He imagines you taking him in your mouth. Your plump lips, wrapping around the tip of his cock, sucking once as he’d fist your hair, restraining himself from thrusting in your mouth. Or maybe you’d give him the go to fuck your mouth, to unleash himself on you…

Jungkook moans, and he jerks himself off, slowly. Eyes closed as he imagines everything he wants you to do to him, everything he wants to do to you. His hand is not nearly enough to pleasure him, not when he’s been craving you the way that he has…

But it’ll make do.

Spitting in his other hand, Jungkook holds his dick up to rub the natural lube on the head of his cock. He winces – he’s already so damn sensitive… Probably because he’s sported a semi since he saw you at the gym.

Who gave you the right to go to the gym in those shorts, with only a sports bra to pair with them? You looked devilish, downright sinful, and you’ve dragged him to hell.

Once his dick is lubed up, glistening in the dim light from the hallway because he sure as hell didn’t have time to turn the lights on in his room, Jungkook strokes himself, slowly. Tattooed fingers firmly wrapped around his cock, just the way he likes it – right under the tip, hard enough to hurt just a little bit.

Hard enough to make him wish he was fucking your tight pussy instead. He imagines the drag of your walls on his dick, on his veins and on the ridge of his tip. He imagines your breasts bouncing up and down as you’d ride him, and then your face, contorted in pleasure, as he’d jackhammer into you.

He’s had noise complaints from his neighbours once, because of the loud singing he does once in a while, when he goes live for his fans. Right now, he wishes he’d get a noise complaint because they’d hear him fucking you good, fucking you until you’d crumble into ecstasy.

He picks up the pace on his dick, free hand grabbing at the white sheet of his bed. Would you be the type to moan unabashedly loud? To say his name when you come, when your walls flutter on his dick?

The thought makes his dick twitch in his hand, and Jungkook grunts again, curses underneath his breath. He doesn’t even know your name, but he sure as hell knows he’d come with your name a litany on his lips, a sinful melody he’d sing just for you to hear.

Would you drag your nails on his back, marking him so that the world knows you’re his? Would you suck on his neck, leave hickeys behind that he’d have to hide under foundation? Would you beg for him, or would you be a brat?

He wants you to be a brat. He wants to have to put you back into your place, to spank your ass and choke you until all you know is his name. He’d be feral with you – he’s feral just thinking about you. And maybe one day he’ll betray his number one rule, maybe one day he’ll fuck you into the night, hear you cry with pleasure as he’d pump his load inside of you…

His imagination is running wild, and his pace on his dick is relentless, unforgiving. His bicep burns already, even though he’s barely started. Or maybe he’s just too lost in his fantasies, losing track of time. But he doesn’t care – he’d lose track of time fucking you, too.

“Fuck,” he moans, eyes closed tightly, eyebrows bunched together as if in pain. But he’s not hurting – he feels way too good, the pleasure running through his blood a symphony every cell inside of him is addicted to.

You’re just too beautiful to him. He’d fucking crawl on his knees for you, or maybe he’d make you crawl. He’d force you to crawl, to beg for him, to…

Jungkook grunts loudly, his orgasm hitting so hard it feels like a trainwreck. He doesn’t slow down his pace on his dick right away, letting his cum spurt out and drip on his fingers, on the back of his hand. He doesn’t even care if he makes a mess – he’s lost to his pleasure, and he doesn’t want to come back to sanity. He wants to stay insane, and so he drags his orgasm out, milks it out of himself.

And he comes a lot, painting his whole fucking hand white. He’d think it to be disgusting, but when he looks down at his hand, fuzzy from his blissed-out pupils, he sees that he’s covered his tattoos with cum. His army tattoo – the closest he’ll get to come on you. He curses at the sight, hates that it’s turning him on again and that his dick twitches, begging for more. But all he does is watch the cum – it covers the three first letters, but it’s slowly dripping towards the y, and soon the whole tattoo will be covered, like he fucking wishes your pussy would be covered with his cum, dripping with it. He’d finger you with it.

Fucking hell.

Jungkook gives in to the unrelenting desire once he’s in the shower, trying to clean himself. A single thought of your thick ass and the stretched fabric of your biker shorts sends him back to square one, and he jerks himself off again, fast and hard, his free hand leaning on the wall. He’s quick to shift and put his forearm against the wall instead, hiding his face in his arm. And then he imagines fucking you in this shower, taking you from behind as your ass cheeks shake from his ministrations. He imagines you trying to find purchase on the wall, your hands slipping until he pulls you back into his chest. He’d hold you tight, wrap a hand around your neck, and he’d find your clit with his other hand.

He’d make you come so fucking hard. All night long. He doesn’t think he’d let you even fucking walk out of his apartment. He’d fuck you seven days a week, wouldn’t even leave his bed.

This time, his release hits differently, not as strong. It still fills his blood with ecstasy, and his head swims as he watches his cum go down the drain. His hand, his tattoos, are mostly clean this time around, and he imagines them covered in your cum instead. In your sleek juices as he’d finger you, making you squirt everywhere…

He curses loudly, turning the shower to cold, immediately wincing as the water hits his back. But it’s the only way he thinks he’ll manage to chase his arousal away. Hell, he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his fucking evening masturbating. Though it’d be worth it, and he’s fully aware that he’d be able to. He’d just need to think of you, and he’d be ready to go again.

But when he steps out of the shower, he decides otherwise. He decides to go live – are you watching him, from wherever it is that you live in this city? Do you know that you make him insane, so, so insane that he just came twice to the thought of you?

He smirks, watching the comments coming in even though he hasn’t said anything yet. They fly too fast for him to be able to read anything, but he knows.

He knows that you’re there, on the other side of the screen, watching him as he watches you. Where else would you be?

And he knows damn well that next time he’ll see you, he’ll talk to you. Fuck the rules, fuck the fact that you’re his fan. He needs to fuck you, to know what your pussy taste like and how you sound when you come.

So next time he sees you, instead of jerking himself off alone, Jungkook knows he’ll ask you to give a helping hand.

Next

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Welcome to the land of sinning lmao hope you enjoyed this short ride! Let me know what you thought - it always motivates me to write more stuff like this ;)

All rights reserved to @/oddinary4bts, 2024. Do not copy, repost or translate.

[moremaybank]

— concepts ⭑𓂃 ( one ) ( two )

— jj maybank !

is jj an ass or tits man?

jj obnoxiously moaning whenever his girl touches him anywhere

jj having sex in the twinkie and keeping it as his dirty little secret

pretending to love the songs in jj's sex playlist

rough make-out sessions with jj

jj liking the idea of a threesome but being too jealous and possessive to go through with it

dad!jj with a breeding kink

jj bragging about you and everything the two of you do in bed

jj leaving hickies all over you and admiring them

angry sex with boyfriend!jj

rafe spitting into your mouth while choking you / sucking jj off while he's on the phone

being pregnant with yours and jj’s fifth child

jj distracts you from studying

jj using his smile to get his way

your daughter scolds jj for being mean to john b

jj and your son tuck you in

jj buys you flowers

jj comforting you when you’re insecure about your smaller chest

your daughter calling jj by his name for the first time

jj gets jealous of your teddy bear

jj finally getting a daddy's girl after three boys

breeding kink!jj being even more obsessed with your tits during pregnancy

jj painting your nails for you and curling the back of your hair for you

the maybank boys fighting like jj and john b did when they were kids

jj having a tough exterior in public but being soft in private with kook!reader

jj sneaking in through your window and going down on you while your parents are across the hall

jj spitting in your mouth

making jj mad/jealous

jj moaning when you pull his hair

jj is mad at you and takes it out on you in the bathroom at a party

jj letting you sit on his face

jj teaching you how to give him a hickey

jj shoving his ringed fingers in your mouth while you're crying from overstimulation

reassuring aftercare with jj

pussy drunk!jj

jj getting physically clingy when jealous

the morning after your first time with jj

soft morning sex with jj on vacation

jj mocking your moans during sex

jj walks in on you watching porn and casually watches with you

giggly sex with jj

jj sulking when you walk around butt naked after an argument

dad!jj during your pregnancy

sexual tension between jj and routledge!reader

going down on jj under the covers while john b is oblivious about it

pranking jj and telling him to leave the room so you can change

jj wiping away your tears when you’re crying

jj grabbing your hips and practically grinding against you when he moves past you while john b gives him the death stare

dad!jj and your shy daughter

having to kick pope out of his seat when you're pregnant with yours and jj's sixth child

being jj's cum dump

titty-fucking with jj

jj taking you to the parking lot party outside of a taylor show since you couldn't afford tickets

travelling with porn vlogger!jj

jj begging you to call in sick from work

getting an ‘eat me’ tattoo for jj

jj teasing his girl with a praise kink

jj letting john b and pope watch while he fucks you

jj with a shy & short girlfriend who has a height kink

jj catching you and rafe (routledge!reader)

jj being jealous of your new kitten

dad!jj being proud of his bubbas for all their little accomplishments

ab riding with jj

wrapping jj's dick in fruit roll ups and sucking him off

temperature play with jj

intense eye contact with jj while he tries to get you to give in to him

playing cards with jj and catching him cheating

doing jj's makeup and painting his nails to help him embrace his softer side

warming jj while watching a horror film

going camping with the pogues and jj needs to keep you quiet in your tent

scolding jj over something and he keeps on kissing you

jj asking you to read one of your smutty books to him

calling each other out on your kinks and jj mentions his breeding kink

jj surprising you at the airport when you come home

calling jj your husband to see his reaction

jj marking up your neck (and tits)

jj has to leave for work and you won't let him (pregnant!reader)

— rafe cameron !

rafe spitting into your mouth while choking you / sucking jj off while he's on the phone

not being used to wearing heels while at midsummers with rafe

dating rafe and not being used to the comfy life

rafe buys you your favourite flowers for your birthday

dating teacher!rafe in secret and revealing to your students that you two are engaged

rafe slapping your hand away while fucking you in missionary

rafe being obsessed with your ass

rafe comforting you when you’re insecure about getting braces

rafe doing lines off your body

grumpy x sunshine with rafe: going to disneyworld together

jj catching you and rafe (routledge!reader)

rafe fucking you at night while your parents are home

the thought of you with someone else makes rafe jealous and grumpy

the pogues find a secret video of you and rafe on your phone and find out that you're together

being obsessed with rafe's hands

rough makeout sessions with rafe

rafe stops you when you hide your face from him

kai parker !

sneaking kai into the salvatore house

oral fixation with kai parker

— steve harrington !

finally letting sub!steve cum

— eddie munson !

making eddie nervous

[achliegh]

Golden

Yeehaw Leo… it's all because this song came on one day (I don’t even really listen to country anymore so it really is fate). Leo is based off that song, each chapter is going to be based off a yeehaw song too.

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

Beta: @the-most-slyterin-hufflepuff & @punkkkboi

TW/CW: Smut, terrible yeehaw sayings and jokes, injuries, mentions of past death/suicide, minor character death, underage drinking, mentions of past arrests, cringe

Chapter Songs (listening in order is recommended):

By The Time I Get To Phoenix

Chapter 18:

The night was perfect, a long month of the media up their asses and still no one has found out that it was Leo in the video. Rumors of rock stars and actors have come and gone but Leo will always know they are wrong. He is leaving for home tomorrow morning, but that was to worry about in the morning.

Leo was resting with his head in Finn’s lap as he read his new book out loud mostly to himself. Logan was straddling his waist coloring his tattoo with the brand new markers Leo got him when they were visiting his family. Glen Campbell was playing softly in the background. After weeks of stress and traveling Leo felt like the silence of their voices and the soft playing of By the time I get to Phoenix flowing in from the kitchen radio, Leo felt the tension melt out of all of them when they fell into their familiar positions.

Logan sat up a bit to admire his work. Leo’s back wasn’t the smoothest but he was human, that didn’t change anything. Logan had the right markers to make these flowers on Leo’s back look pretty realistic. He was happy, leaning down to kiss the shield in the middle of his boyfriend's back. He could tell that Leo was almost asleep, his breathing was starting to even out. Finn must have noticed too because he looks up from his book and meets Logan’s eyes. Smiling at each other they both lean over on either side of Leo’s head.

“Hey, Sunshine?” Finn whispers in his ear, Leo makes a noise of acknowledgement from his throat letting the other two know he is still awake. Both taking a shaky breath they speak at the same time.

“I love you.” Leo's head shot up so fast he whacked into Logan's shoulder.

“What? Did you just say…” He looks between them, they are just looking at him, having similar looks on their faces. He has heard them say they love each other a million times, and he loves it. Seeing his two boys madly in love with each other makes him feel warm and fuzzy on the inside, it was like watching the best memory of his adult life play out over and over again.

He was crazy for them, and they were crazy about him.

He was so caught up in his own head that he didn’t notice the soft, adoring looks his boys were giving him fell into worried glances between Leo and each other. Finn runs his hands through Leo’s hair and that brings him back to the moment. Leo’s eyes get a little misty as he realizes his boys just confessed to him. He feels like a child in their room all excited about plucking flower petals off a flower while saying: “loves me” and “loves me not” about their crush. Squealing happily when he ends on “loves me”.

“Leo?” Logan says, trying to keep his voice steady but Leo just staring ahead as water fills his lash line and sticks to his lower lashes makes him a bit scared.

“I love you too.” Leo sniffles and laughs a bit as Finn and Logan blink for a second before they start covering his face in sloppy kisses. “I love you so much. I can’t believe you love me back.”

“Well believe it, mister!” Finn pokes his nose making Leo smack his hand away and scrunch his nose a few times. “We have been meaning to say it for weeks but it never felt like the right moment.”

“We love you so much. Mon Soleil, we have been wanting to say it since we watched you ride the mechanical bull at the bar the first night we met you.” Logan shuffles around so he is just fully laying on Leo’s back, not caring if his flowers get smudged.

“You pushed me away-”

“I was scared back then, I was scared of feeling things in a way that was so intense I have never felt them before. I had done that to Finn so many times even when my family just assumed we were dating the first time I brought him home… We weren’t but I let them think that because deep down that’s what I really wanted. Then I met you…” Logan pushes Leo’s hair back off his forehead and kisses the exposed skin. “You made me scared, yes. But you also made me realize that I can’t run from my feelings my whole life.”

“Leo, you are the glue to this relationship. Logan and I could be together just the two of us, but without you, we wouldn’t be nearly as happy as we are. You. Are. Everything.” Finn punctuated his words with a kiss between each of them. Leo smiles and rests his head back on Finn’s thigh and just sighs happily. “You are the best thing that's ever happened to us.” Finn and Logan are both looking down at their ray of sunshine, then they look at each other and share a sweet kiss.

After that they fall into comfortable silence, falling back into what they were doing. Logan goes back to finish the shield and wings while Finn goes on to finish his chapter. Leo falling asleep not long after, with a small smile on his lips. Once his boys finish what they are doing they wake Leo up enough to move him to bed, laying on either side of him. They fall asleep after tracing circles on his chest for a bit just talking in little burst about how scared they were when Leo wasn’t answering.

They didn’t want him to leave tomorrow.

Logan was the first awake that morning, slowly sitting up to admire his boys; he can't help but smile. Finn was lightly snoring with his face smushed into Leo’s shoulder while Leo was sleeping quietly next to him with his nose in Finn’s hair. Finn’s pale freckled skin contrasted against Leo’s lightly tanned, inked skin was like paintings of different genres next to each other in a museum. Both beautiful, both so different. He looks at Leo’s neck noticing his hickey’s have mostly faded away, then he remembers that Leo leaves later in the afternoon to go back to Louisiana.

Looking back at the digital clock on their side table he sees how early it is. A light bulb goes off in his head.

Leo is deep in sleep when he is suddenly cold, starting to wake up he feels that the covers are gone. Slapping his hands around on the bed a bit he feels two bodies close to him. They had to have stolen the covers off him. He feels something on his neck and stops moving, the lips on neck go from fluttering kisses to sucking on his old marks that he has memorized in the mirror. Then he feels a hand on his dick his eyes snap open and a moan punches it way out of his body.

“Holy fuck!” He puts a hand on who he now knows is Logan’s head on his neck. Gripping his hair as Finn is looking into his eyes and tugging on his hard dick. Twisting at the head like he always does. Leo goes to sit up but Logan puts a hand on his chest and pushes him back down. Leo’s mind is still foggy from sleep but also reeling from all the stimulation. Leo barely notices Logan putting him in the fancy leather cuffs they use for Logan.

Leo goes to reach and then notices them, Logan looks him in the eyes. Asking if it's okay, Leo nods letting Logan know he wants this. He relaxes and closes his eyes, letting the noises that he usually keeps quiet out like he does have a filter. He feels himself getting close and goes to tell his boys that when they both back off suddenly. He opens his eyes curious as to what is about to happen when Logan swings his leg over Leo and straddles him leaning down, giving him a searing kiss. Leo kisses back quickly and only pulls away to gasp when cold lube is spread on his cock. Finn is on his knees behind Logan, wiping his hands off on a little towel that Leo does not remember being in their bed last night.

Logan goes to sink back on Leo when he speaks up.

“Whoa! Did you prep!?” Logan and Finn both smirk at him. “Without me! When did you even do this?”

“Leo, did you forget that you sleep like a brick?” Logan says as he lets himself sink down on Leo, shivering as Leo’s hip’s meet the back of his thighs. “Oh god.”

“It’s more like he sleeps like a whole ass brick house.” Finn puts his hands on Logan's hips and helps him come back up before letting him go back down again. “How good does he feel Lo?” Finn looks up at Leo and makes eye contact. Leo is trying to keep his eyes open as they follow Logan’s movements.

“He feels so good, always so good.” Logan grinds down again and sits there for a moment as he readjusts his knees, gasping and leaning forward to put his hands on Leo’s chest. He hit his spot perfectly. Moving himself faster with the support of Finn he brings himself down harder.

“I’m close! I-” He didn’t know where the urgency came from but he wanted this moment forever. He blames it on them using his morning wood! Damn it! Leo’s eyes roll back and his toes curl to catch some of Finn’s leg hair as he cums on the last sink down of Logan, causing Logan to spill all over his stomach and some on his chest. Logan sits on his hips with him still inside for a moment as he catches his breath, gingerly pulling off and landing on the bed next to him.

Logan and Finn both shuffle up the bed so they are kneeling on either side of Leo’s torso. Logan grabs Finn's head and starts kissing him deeply, Leo is watching with wide eyes. Finns hand’s land on Logan’s waist holding tightly, pulling him closer causing his back to arch towards Finn as they lean over Leo.

“Please.” Leo manages to spit out, absolutely tongue tied at what he is watching. Seeing Finn bite and pull at Logan’s bottom lip then trailing his kisses down his neck, making eye contact with Leo as he sucks on Logan’s collar bone. Causing both men to groan. Pulling away from Logan they look down to see Leo starting to fatten up again, then both reach down and grip Leo. wanting to feel him become solid again. Leo is trying to thrust up into their hands but they both place a knee on his hips with just enough pressure to keep him from thrusting.

Finn leans over and kisses Leo before moving to make marks on the other side of his neck from where Logan was earlier. Logan moves between Leo’s legs and keeps his grip on Leo. Still pretty covered in lube, Logan takes the extra precautions to add just a bit more to be safe. He takes his time running his hand all over Leo’s already sensitive cock. Running his pointer finger from the base to the tip just to watch him squirm.

“He’s ready, Fish.” Logan watches Finn swing his legs over Leo before pulling away from his neck with a theatrical ‘pop’. Finn scoots back and makes eye contact with Leo whose irises are being swallowed by his pupils making his baby blues just about disappearing into the void. He takes all of Leo in on swift move and tips his head back.

“Jesus I did not mean to do that but it felt great!” He starts moving while Logan moves up the bed. Finn is in his own little world fucking himself back on Leo at a steady pace while Logan straddles Leo again, leaning down to kiss Leo. Leo does not hesitate to kiss back, their kissing is fast and sloppy but he wouldn't have it any other way. He is grunting and moaning into the kisses like he never has before. Logan cups his face with one hand and wraps his other around Leo’s neck to add pressure to the sides. Leo lets out another moan, this one more excited that the last and Logan chuckles on his lips.

“Like that?” Leo just nods as he starts thrusting his hips to meet Finn half way. Logan sits up, keeping his hand on Leo’s neck and reaching behind him with his other. He finds Finn’s cock and grabs it causing Finn’s hips to stutter. Finn doesn’t push himself back up but instead lets Leo keep thrusting into him and Logan jerks him off.

“I-I’m gonna cum! Oh FUCK!” Finn releases hard, splattering onto Logan's back. Leo feels him clench around him and it sends him over the edge when Logan tightens his grip just a tad bit more. Leo’s arms flex and his hips keep moving until he is completely finished. Logan leans up to release Leo’s hands as Finn pulls off. Leo grabs them both pulling them into a tight embrace.

“How long until I need to get up.” Logan looks at the clock again. He can barely see it over Finn with Leo’s arm pinning him to his chest.

“An hour.” He feels Leo relax and pull away a little cupping each of their faces with one hand. Just looking at them like that are the most precious things in the world. Tortilla is awake now too, running around her charge with the zoomies.

“I love you.” Smiling and smacking a fat kiss on both of them. They all lay down, holding each other closely for the last time before he leaves. Logan is still on top of him while Finn has snuggled into his side. Finn and Leo’s hands meet on Logan’s back, interlocking their fingers.

They were gonna miss this.

Logan wiggles out of their arms after a while, skipping over to the dresser and snatching his phone off of it then flopping back next to them.

“You recorded that?” Leo looks over at his screen and notices it's a video of everything that just happened. He watched for a few moments before looking up to meet Logan’s eyes, that sweet pea color he loves. “So soon after one of you got hacked?”

“Is that okay that we filmed it? I can delete it if you want.”

“Hell no! Send it to me.” Finn snorts and moves his head to be resting so his nose is in the crook of Leo’s neck. Logan tosses his phone to the side and turns on his own. Looking at his boys again.

“I love you. Both of you.” Finn smiles and Leo just leans forward to give Logan a small kiss on the corner of his brow.

“I love you too.”

“I love you… uh… three?” Logan can’t help but laugh at Finn who is looking at him offended. “What!? I didn’t know what to say!” Leo rolls his eyes and leans back to let them playfully argue in between kisses. He felt so at home here, He wasn’t ready to leave.

Logan was looking around the apartment, he didn’t live here but it felt empty with most of Leo’s stuff packed up again. It wasn’t all of his things but it was most of them. The place felt bigger without Leo’s books and clothes everywhere. He was organized but liked to fold his clothes out of the dryer and then forget them until he needed them again. Those piles were gone.

Finn took the task of taking Leo’s bags down to the parking lot where Reg, Clay and Noelle all waited in the car to drive to the airport. He was walking as slow as he could next to his boys. Logan had decided that he was going to have a piggy back ride down to the car, but Leo doesn’t like people behind him so instead Leo was carrying him like the baby he is. Finn couldn’t help this dreadful feeling pooling in his stomach as they got close enough to actually see the car.

“Leo, can you let me down?” Leo sets Logan down but Logan just stares up at him. “I don’t have a good feeling about this. Maybe you should stay?” Leo smiles sadly down at his boyfriend, he takes one of Logan’s hands and puts it over his heart.

“Logan, do you remember what I said about promises?” Logan nods, Finn lets go of Leo’s giant rolling bag and steps closer to them, not wanting to miss a chance to be close to both of them. Leo takes one of his hands and holds both of their hands to his chest. “I always keep them, and I promise nothing bad will happen. Okay?” Logan and Finn both share a look. Leo kisses their hands and lets go after a moment before they start their way back to the car.

Getting his bags to fit in a trunk that was mostly full was a challenge but as Finn likes to remind everyone. He plays Tetris so he managed to get all the bags in after a bit of maneuvering. He closes the trunk giving it a bit of a tap as Leo gives Logan a kiss and a hug goodbye. When they pull away Finn takes his turn.

“I love you both.”

“We love you too.” Leo smiles at them and can’t help but pull them into one last hug before he gets into the back seat of the car next to Reg. He watches out the window as they pull away, Logan standing next to Finn. Their pinkies linked but nothing else was touchy, like they were afraid to hold each other while Leo was still looking. He turns away from the window once it is impossible to see behind him. Sighing he rests his head back on the seat, not even noticing the cute back and forth banter between Noelle and Clay which he normally enjoys. Seeing his friend so happy makes him happy but right now, he noticed them sharing a kiss at a red light, it made his stomach churn.

The flight was an easy one, Leo tried to sleep for most of it but it was really shit sleep. Doze off for a few hours until he was too cold to stay asleep. He kept asking for his friends' blankets until we had all of them. Flying private had its perks but even with all the blankets he was still shivering. He had gotten used to sweating in his sleep from the two space heaters always by his side so now everything was cold. Everything seemed more grey as well. It was a dreary day in Gryffindor when they took off, it seemed to follow them all the way home. Walking out of the airport they are met with a smiling Eloise who just opened her arms as the cloud split and the sun poked through

Leo fell into her arms without hesitation, Reg and Clay taking his bags without a word and putting them into the back of the vehicle. Eloise just held her son, his head in her chest as she petted his hair and shushed him as he started to silently cry. Leo’s arms were down by his side as she held him, he wanted to but his body wouldn’t listen to him.

Eloise just lets her son cry, it isn’t very often Leo let’s his emotions out and she appreciates the others just getting into the vehicle and not mentioning anything. Wyatt always did something similar when they were younger, he would bottle things inside because he didn’t want to distract other people from their own problems. Leo was more and more like him everyday it seems.

“Let’s go home, Marigold.” She whispers to time after she notices the security guards not wanting to interfere with the tender moment but also trying to keep the flow of traffic at the pick up. Leo nods after a second and pulls away wiping his eyes but not looking her in hers. She pulls his head down and kisses his forehead softly. They pull away after a few seconds and both get into the vehicle. Eloise pulls out of the spot she has been hogging for a good fifteen minutes as she waited and held her baby. It was a quiet drive home with the radio playing ads and terrible talk show hosts.

They start to pass the pastures of the Knut ranch, Leo relaxes as he sees the horses running in a familiar gait, watching his cousins training and riding in the pastures. His mother coming from a family of two parents and six older brothers, the amount of cousins he had was obscene to most people. But being the only child of his father and uncle on the Knut side of the family leaves him to be the last Knut… He was going to keep it that way. Knut’s always seemed to be cursed, Leo didn’t even believe in superstitions or magic or horoscopes or anything like that. But he did know that with his family name came tragedy.

They pulled into the parking lot and Leo watched as his mother hugged Reg and Clay just as tight as she held him. He smiles to himself, he couldn’t ask for better people in his life. There was the familiar ring from the walkie on his moms hip, someone was at the gate. Not wanting to pull off of Clay she just hits the button to open the gate and let whoever it was in. No one who didn’t like the family came to the ranch anymore after Wyatt’s passing. Eloise pulls away from Clay And smiles at Noelle who was standing a bit awkwardly off to the side, opening her arms it takes a second for Noelle to step into her embrace. Hugging her back because Eloise has a way of letting people know they are safe within her arms.

“Who do you think is at the gate?” Reg walks over next to Leo and looks out down the driveway to see the dust kicking up just down the way. He looks up at Leo with his sunglasses still on.

“Honestly I don’t know, I would guess Judy or maybe even Garland.” Leo looks back at him, snapping his gum that he chewed on the plane to pop his ears when they took off and landed. Looking back to the gravel he sees a car he hasn’t seen before, it looks like an old station wagon. Not slowing down much as it pulls in next to one of his cousins trucks it lurches forward as it slams on the brakes, the person inside barely shutting off the car before he storms out. It was David Johnson, the sheriff's son. Stomping his way over to Clay he catches him off guard and grabs the collar of his shirt from behind throwing him on the ground and pinning him down, he was just about to throw a punch but Noelle catches his arm.

“What the fuck!? Who even are you!?” Noelle looks at him shocked and angry.

“Who's this?” David's furious gaze hasn’t left Clay who is still confused on the ground and is feeling rather awkward that David, his ex-girlfriends brother, was straddling him. “This the bitch you replaced Ashley with?” Clay’s nose flares and his brain becomes hot with protectiveness, rolling them over, surprising David who has the wind knocked out of him as he hits the ground.

“Don’t talk about her that way!” He is also about to throw a punch when a similar situation happens where someone grabs his arm. This time it's Leo. Who is giving him a look that says ‘take a breath’. Clay sighs frustrated and stands up. “What are you even doing here?”

“Like you don’t know.” David rolls his eyes and stands up dusting off his pants and shirt. Readjusting his hat. Clay has his arms crossed, standing between Eloise and Noelle who is looking so lost. “Whatever, I guess if you really want to act stupid and act like you don’t know what going on then be an asshole. But stay the fuck away from my sister and her family.” Clay raises an eyebrow at the fact that Ashley has a family, walking back towards his janky station wagon and driving back out of the ranch without another word.

“Clay, What is he talking about?” Noelle is looking at him just trying to find answers he can see the wheels turning in her head but he honestly doesn’t have any idea what the fuck is going on. He turns to Eloise who has a look on her face like she knows something but doesn’t want to say.

“Ma? Do you know something?” Clay asks her and she seems to stiffen, then she sighs, dropping her hands from her hips and waves them inside.

“Let's eat while we talk.”

They bring all the bags inside except Noelle's and Clay’s putting them in the back of his truck that Garland dropped off last night. They all make their way inside to find food already made and waiting to be warmed up. Eloise warms it up in silence as the others sit at the island. Leo and Reg on one end Noelle and Clay on the other.

“Okay,” Eloise places a plate of nice warm food in front of all of them and then leans her forearms on the cool countertop. “Clay I need you to know that there has been a lot of talk in the town recently about you and Ashley.” Clay swallows before he even takes a bite of food and then shovels some in his mouth to keep him from answering. “When was the last time you… slept with her?” He coughs for a moment after breathing in a piece of food and chugs the glass of water next to him before he looks up, everyone is looking at him.

“When the team was down here… before I got with Noelle and Thomas. Why?”

“Well, she got a new boyfriend right after you left, you know him. Jacob Manners, the scrawny white kid from the year above you two that would always get drunk and try and fight whoever was closest. Anyway, She got pregnant not long after they got together. Everyone was so happy for her, congratulating her and giving her special treatment because she was now pregnant. I’ll admit I even congratulated her when I saw her a few weeks ago because I thought she would finally get over you and leave the family alone.” Eloise takes a drink of her water watching as Clay just stares at her, Noelle is poking at the food on her plate and Reg hasn’t even touched his own. Leo was already finished and just looked at the patter of the granite. “Well, she had the baby last week. A month premature but still a big child, 8 pounds big. The baby is nice and healthy though so people are wondering if maybe she lied about when she got pregnant.”

“What does that have to do with me? If she, being a white woman, and her boyfriend, being a white man, had a baby then how would people even think it's mine when I’m black?” Clay tries to prove a point but he sees Eloise shift a bit awkwardly and interlock her fingers as her hands are palm down on the island.

“Because the baby isn’t white.”

“What?” Clay knows he heard her correctly but he still doesn’t believe it. “There is no way, we used protection and everything. It couldn’t have been me.” Clay pushes his plate away and puts his hands in his head. “Why wouldn’t she have told me? No! It isn’t my kid, show me a fucking picture Eloise, maybe the kid is just tan because of genetics or something.” Eloise pulled out her phone while he was rambling and scrolled through Facebook to find pictures of Ashley in the hospital. She pics a picture of just the baby wrapped in a hospital baby blanket in the weird plastic cradle thing they have in the room right after birth. She turns the phone and shows Clay.

This baby was beautiful, she had golden skin. Lighter than Clay’s but much darker than Ashley’s or Jacob’s. The small amount of her tiny head is coily and tight to her head. Clay looks at the little name ankle on the baby: Faye Johnson. He feels sick to his stomach but also can’t look away from the picture, gently taking the phone from Eloise he just stares.

He might have a daughter.

Setting the phone down and scooting it over towards Noelle who picks it up, taking in the picture she is able to pick out the similar facial features between the baby and Clay. Their noses are similar and so is their eye shape. She puts the phone down in front of Leo and turns to Clay who is still looking shell shocked from the news. She gently places a hand on his arm, he looks up at her.

“Let’s go home.”

Judy was so happy to see them home. She must have known something was off because she just hugged Clay and let him slip out of her arms to take his bags back down to his room. Leaving Noelle and Judy alone as Garland was still out in the field.

“It’s good to see you, Noelle.” She pulls her in for a tight hug and Noelle just melts into her, hugging back tightly. “I’m so glad you are here, I knew if he came down alone he would go and try to seek them out. Which isn’t the best idea with that family. He needs you.” Judy squeezes her one last time before letting her go, cupping her face a bit before letting go and walking into the kitchen. Noelle goes downstairs to find Clay laying face down on his bed like a starfish, she smiles a bit and climbs over him, sitting on his back rubbing something hands up and down from his shoulders to the middle of his back. Helping him to relax.

“Clay, I just want you to know that I love you.” Clay whimpers a bit from all the emotions clogging his head, he reaches his arms back and rests them on her legs. Squeezing her so she knows he heard her but can’t respond with his voice at the moment. She understands and doesn’t mind, Leaning forward to press a kiss into his hair. “Let's get ready for bed.”

The next two weeks fly by Leo and Clay helping teach young neighbor kids how to properly ride and groom horses. It was very sweet watching Clay and Leo play around with them. Noelle and Reg would watch, sitting on the top of the fences. They bonded over how confused they were and how they missed the team back home.

But now Noelle was watching them pack, the air was thick that day. Clay and Leo were sniffing the air like hounds before telling them it was gonna rain. Reg and Noelle looked at each other like the other two were crazy, but they appeared to be right. It started to rain around a half hour later. Clay didn’t hesitate to drag Noelle out into the rain, spinning her around and dancing with her like there were no cares in the world. They were soaking wet when they got into the barn, Clay showed her a side of him she has never seen before, taking charge as they made out in the loft. Making her feel like she was on another planet as they made love in the hay. It was the most hick fantasy but she loved every minute of it. His hands winding their way up her body in deliberate touches, treating her like she was a piece of fine china with the way he held her gently but firm enough to make sure she knew she was safe. Kissing her with meaning, making sure she knows she is loved. How much she means to him.

They came down after the rain stopped and it was obvious with the hay in Noelle’s hair and clothes. Clay didn’t look much more put together. Leo and Reg were smirking at them the entire time as they put their bags in the truck, the trailer was loaded last night. They were dropping her off a bit away from the airport because they can’t pull a trailer into the drop off zone of the airport. There was a shuttle she could take to the drop off area and they would wait until she was safely on the shuttle.

Clay and Noelle are sitting in the back seat, holding hands tightly as they make their way back into the city. They didn’t want to let go as Leo pulled into the parking lot where the shuttle waits for people. They all just sat there for a moment in silence. Clay felt as though one of the rain clouds from earlier was over his head as he got out of the truck to help Noelle get her bags. They were just a backpack and a carry-on suitcase but it still felt like she was taking the whole world with her.

“Have you told Leo yet?” Clay shakes his head as he takes her hand again.

“Make sure to tell Thomas I love him, I won’t be back for a few months longer than Leo and Reg because I will be leaving for bootcamp right from Brazil.” He pulls her into a tight hug and kisses her temple. “I love you too.”

They pull out of the parking lot after watching Noelle get on the shuttle.

It was a quiet ride to Texas.

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Church Boy. ||seungseung💦

hey ya’ll since it’s taking me longer than normal to complete request pls enjoy some stray kids smut i made long ago~~

Pairing: top!seungmin bottom!jisung genre: smut word count; 2396

If we are being completely honest, nothing ever went in Jisung’s favor. 

It was always, “Put your head down Jisung” or “Make sure you are reading the Bible every day Jisung”, or even worse, “Make sure you are forgiven for your sins”.

He did all of these things each and every single day but he still believed that he could never be forgiven. After all he was the biggest sin he thought himself to be.

Jisung was gay.

But who would he ever tell that to?

His father was a preacher and his mother was his advocate. They’d never understand where their son was coming from. All they knew was church and that God hated you if you were any different from them. 

Luckily he has never been tempted before. Usually, his sexuality wasn’t too obvious while he was in church until the devil himself appeared in Sunday school that fateful morning. And ever since then, Jisung couldn’t stop his cravings. Not even while he was in the middle of service.

He walks into the sanctuary seeing the saints pray ferociously, he was debating on whether he should sneak off and smoke some weed while his mother prayed too. But he disposed that thought as soon as he locks eyes with his favorite blonde haired angel in the back row. 

On the verge of falling asleep Jisung’s eyes flutter open fearfully at the sudden slap on his butt by some unknown figure. He glares up to view the tall bastard standing there, smiling like a complete fool before he sits right beside him. 

“Ow! Why would you do that?”. 

Jisung hisses with his hands still in a folded manner. It took everything in him to pretend he didn’t like it. Pretending was the only thing saving him from his father’s wrath. 

“Psh. Because I want to. Are you actually praying right now?”. 

“Well yeah I have to. And you should too”. 

Seungmin smirks. 

Seungmin declared. He used a hand to grasp a chunk of Jisung’s ass, massaging both cheeks softly. Jisung’s heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. He gulped hard and squeezed his eyes tight, swatting the younger’s hands away while trying to pray. 

“It makes me think about what else you can do on them, other than pray, church boy”. 

Just ignore him.

Maybe he’ll go away.

But ignoring him was so difficult when he was constantly running his hands over the fatty globes of flesh which turned Jisung on in an instant. Each time Seungmin dragged his hand to a different sector of his ass Jisung caught himself hitching a breath in between.

However Seungmin saw the boy’s diligence and became frustrated. Jisung always had a way of turning him on without doing much. He snakes his fingers in the boy’s hair and yanked it back until their eyes met.

“Are you ignoring me?”. 

With a combination of pain and fear, Jisung delicately replies,

“W-we’re supposed to be praying right now. We can’t talk”. 

Seungmin wanted to wreck him even more with his words but instead he grinned, thinking of a better idea. 

“You’re right. We can’t. Instead I’ll show you. Shall I?”. 

Seungmin releases his grip and brings himself to his knees with Jisung. He darts his eyes around, thank god the back of the church was cleared. 

He presses his half hard member against the fabric on the back of Jisung’s slacks, releasing a gasp from the boy’s lips. Out of panic Jisung reaches back to grab Seungmin’s waist but nonetheless Seungmin takes Jisung’s hands and pin them against the church pew. 

“Or what? I’ll be banished from church?”. 

“No. No, it’s just, just the right thing to do”. 

Seungmin could reply with some witty remark but he didn’t want to. He’d much rather spend his time letting his eyes graze over the boy who was more adorable than anyone he’s ever seen. The boy who always looked so cute in his church clothes, the boy who’s slacks fit way too perfectly around his ass.

Jisung cut his eyes away from the younger, trying to find something else to pray about before he became tempted. He was already flustered with the way Seungmin was checking him out. 

“You look so pretty on your knees like this”. 

It was now time for evening prayer. Already feeling his mother’s glare, Jisung pulls the pillow from beneath the pews to place his knees on while he prays silently, trying not to fall asleep from forbiddingly staying up too late last night. Because of this, Jisung’s special place for evening prayer was in the church’s back rows. 

It didn’t take long for Satan to arrive, looking absolutely stunning in his sweater vest and white long sleeve button up with the top buttons undone. He wore a middle part in his silky hazelnut strands, and even though his mother always did her best with covering him Jisung always saw the tattoos dancing along his neck and arms. 

reflected in his twitch in response to every move Seungmin made. In his short gasps for breath,“Not so fast church boy”. 

“W-w-we can’t d-d-do this. My dad will kill me”. 

Jisung whines but Seungmin grinds himself against Jisung’s ass once more. And god, Jisung would be lying if he said this isn’t what he wanted. He bit his lips in satisfaction. He was feeling too many emotions all at once and definitely way too fast. 

“Look how hard your little ass makes me. I want to fuck you”. 

Seungmin hisses in his ear with enough harshness to make Jisung’s own pants tight. He couldn’t believe the rush Seungmin’s voice gave him. 

“We, we will get caught”. 

“So what? By the time they catch us you will already be fucked out anyways”.

Seungmin devilishly grins again before pushing his soft wet lips on Jisung’s neck. Out of everything he loved about Jisung what got him the most was how pure the older was. This  the high pitched noises he made to keep from becoming too obvious. The way his fingers drums against the wooden pew. 

Sliding his lips downward Seungmin relishes at the bright red hickey behind the boy’s ear. He fishes his hand to the front of Jisung’s trousers and gives the growing bulge a good squeeze, knocking the breath right out of him. His body was so sensitive to everything that had never been done to him before and the feelings overwhelmed him entirely. All he knew was that Seungmin was incredibly hard and so was he. 

Yes, he wanted to be filled but he didn’t quite know how to say that. 

“Have you ever been fucked before church boy?”. 

Jisung shakes his head, licking his parched lips,

“N-no”. 

Seungmin takes this opportunity to shimmy down Jisung’s pants before unzipping his own. He snatched the bottle of lube out of his coat pocket and allowed the liquid to pool in the palm of his hand. 

All the while Jisung couldn’t believe himself. He was always his parents little saint and here he was, about to lose his virginity in church. He didn’t have time to have feelings of regret before Seungmin dips his hand into his briefs and strokes his length with a lubricated hand. A line of shaky moans cut its way into Jisung’s throat. Seungmin began at a perfect rhythm and a perfect pace, making Jisung instinctively thrust his throbbing hard on in his hand. 

The feeling was absolute bliss. Like heaven on earth he never felt anything like it but he was mesmerized. In just a few thrusts Seungmin increases in speed, being careful to conceal the squelching sound. Jisung’s lips were being bitten with a strength that could make them bleed. 

“Look at you fucking yourself in my hand. Does it feel good church boy?”. 

Jisung swallows,

“Y-y-yes”. 

“Faster”.

Seungmin demands and with uncertainty jisung listens, slamming his waist into the fist. The sensation relieving his throbs couldn’t be tamed it was all so addicting yet so sinful.

“Like this?”. 

Jisung squeals, 

“Faster”

Seungmin demanded again and Jisung’s heart ran marathons in his chest. He pushes his waist forward again and makes his thrusts quicker but the feeling of Seungmin’s slimy hand around his cock unboxes another swarm of butterflies. 

“Like, like this?”. 

Jisung now whines now feeling a particular feeling in his gut. At this point he was going incredibly fast and if he didn’t stop he’d been in for one hard orgasm that he didn’t want anyone else in the church to hear. 

“Faster”. 

Jisung tries his absolute hardest but finds himself slowing down, he didn’t want to give up the moment of bliss all too fast and he could feel his throbbing tip prepared to let loose. 

“I can’t, I can’t”. 

Jisung wails with the tiniest throaty moans finding a home in Seungmin’s eardrum.

“Yes you can. I said go faster”.

Pursuing the demand Jisung does as he were told, letting Seungmin’s hand rub him off until cords of white shot onto the floor below them. Jisung’s stomach caved in and a wave of relief washed over him. His breathing was weighty and although he could possibly get grounded for the rest of his life, he was grateful. 

But the fun didn’t end there.

Right after smearing the lubricant on Jisung’s ass Seungmin aligned the puckering hole with the tip of his member. The older gasps once again, not feeling confident that he could take it all.

“Seungmi—-“.

“Shhh. I’m going to stretch you and then you’re going to take my dick like the innocent boy you are”. 

Inch by inch Seungmin teases his hole, and every single time Jisung didn’t know what the hell he was missing. Who would’ve known all this time what he needed was a good fill. 

After the painful teasing that made the older’s mind spin, Seungmin is all the way in and Jisung’s body stiffens immediately at the foreign feeling. 

“Relax church boy. Keep your ass up for me”. 

“Y-y-our so big”. 

Seungmin grins before grabbing his waist and making his first thrust. A long lewd moan escapes Jisung lips, having being so loud that Seungmin clasps a hand over the older’s mouth. 

“god you are so loud for me”. 

Feeling pretty prideful Seungmin gradually increases his pace. Starting slow to get him used to the feeling, now to the point where he was practically drilling him. Jisung’s nails scratches the wood underneath his elbows and he rolls his eyes to the back of his head. His hair bounces continually and his moans were just as high pitched and erotic as they wanted to be. 

Seungmin loved the way Jisung’s tight hole clenched around his Rock hard member. He’d be dreaming up something like this for weeks. Finally he’s getting a chance to ruin his delicate angel. Everything about him was angelic, even down to his whiny moans. god, Seungmin could just cum at the sound of his whimpers. 

“You should be ashamed of yourself you little slut getting fucked in the back of the church. What would your dad think of this hm?”. 

Seungmin degrades harshly, and he’d hit Jisung’s prostate so many times that the older didn’t care anymore. The sensation running through his torso couldn’t compare to anything else on earth. He loved the way Seungmin pounded in him with absolute ease, making him feel like the whore he truly was. The whore he truly wanted to be.

“Why do you make me like this hm church boy? You got me so hard— fuck”. 

Seungmin groaned in Jisung’s ear growing the older’s erection all over again. He couldn’t believe he was getting fucked like this by someone who was younger than him. Where did he learn? 

Seungmin dangerously strengthens his strides sending Jisung over an edge. He wanted to scream, groan and moan as loud as he possibly could. He wanted to claw at Seungmin’s back and tell him how much he wanted to be fucked. He wanted to leave hickies on his neck. He wanted to ride him until he couldn’t stop cumming. 

But their relationship was forbidden. 

So Jisung sat tight and let Seungmin pound his hole senselessly until moans were no longer attainable. He was surprised the pew was still in tact with the floor. He was surprised no one was hearing them. He was a moaning mess between Seungmin’s fingers. 

“Fuck you’re going to make me cum your whines

are so pretty”. 

Seungmin lunges even harder chasing his own high. Jisung felt his eyes water with bliss. His cock had already been squirting the cum it could muster. He couldn’t fathom the speed of Seungmin’s waist. But all in all the younger was blessed to make him feel this way. Everything was so wrong but it never felt so right. 

Seungmin slams into the younger one good time now fully reaching the older’s prostate, making Jisung cum again. He seriously felt pity for the janitor at this point, he made such a mess of himself. Seungmin grinds sluggishly slowing down, his hot liquid filling Jisung with more than he could bear. 

Seungmin takes his hand off of Jisung’s mouth and the younger lays his head down trying to capture all of the deep breaths he wasn’t able to take. That was, until Seungmin thrusts his fingers in him leaving Jisung desperately clutching the arm rest until he came from oversensitivity. With no energy left, Jisung’s body draped over the pew with his strands sticking to the sweat on his forehead. Seungmin pulls the older’s bottoms back up as he zipped his own. He doesn’t hesitate to suck purpling hickies on the back of Jisung’s neck as he knew the other didn’t have the strength to fight him off anymore. 

“All fucked out. I could just fuck you again but you’re lucky I have mercy”. 

“Where did you learn to do that?”. 

“I didn’t. You’re just so cute I wanted to ruin you”. 

Jisung places his head back down trying to figure out if he was going to be able to walk correctly when he got up.

“I made you cum four times in one prayer session church boy. Let’s see if we can beat our record this Sunday”. 

Seungmin hisses again. His sinful words were like venom. 

A venom so sweet that Jisung couldn’t stop tasting.

He hoped god forgave him.

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Afraid Ch 6

Warnings: SMUTTTTT

(p.s.: this is one of the hottest gifs of Nikki. No cap)

1988

I hiss as my bare back hits the cold wall Nikki has pressed me against while my hands fumble to undo the remaining buttons on his shirt. That damned shirt. It’s what got her in this mess in the first place. If he had just buttoned it up like a normal person and didn’t roll the sleeves up to expose his arms then I wouldn’t have been drooling over him like a horny teenager. Nikki palms my breast as his tongue and teeth worry the skin on my neck as if I wasn’t marked enough already. I pulled Nikki’s hair roughly and he pulled his face away from my neck looking up at me with lust in his eyes.

“You are turning me into a leopard.” I adjusted in his hold of me against the wall.

“I like it that way.” Nikki chuckled before taking a nipple into his mouth. He flicked his tongue across it before lightly pinching it between his teeth. 

“Fuck Nikki.” I moaned out feeling his mouth curve up into a smile around my breast.

“God I love it when you say my name” I knew exactly how he felt.

“Nikki we need to get back to the studio” I sighed hating that I had to end things as they were getting good.

“They can wait” Nikki groaned burying his face into my neck.

“Nikki you know I’m not going to fuck you here right?” I laughed carding my fingers through his messy, fluffy hair. We hadn’t yet had sex and I knew the tension was getting to him, but I hadn’t bought that lingerie for nothing and I hadn’t yet had the chance to wear it.

“My dick doesn’t need the reminder” He chortled and I bopped him on the back of the head.

“Your dick doesn’t complain when it’s getting sucked almost nightly spoiled brat.” He helped lower me so I was again standing on the ground and smirked at his handy work on my neck. “Maybe if you weren’t so used to women falling to their knees and spreading their legs the moment they met you then you would appreciate the little things”

“One of these days I’m gonna bend you over my knee and spank you” Nikki grabbed my chin and pressed a kiss to my lips before slipping on his shirt and exiting the small room they had burst into when I couldn’t keep my hands off him. I shook my head and slipped my shirt over my head before following him out of the room and into the studio.

“Did you guys finally fuck?” Tommy all but shouted the moment I walked into the room where he say with Bob.

“Tommy shut up and worry about your drumming.” I tousled his hair as I walked past him to sit behind the soundboard.

“I’m just saying like fuck dude.” Tommy laughed drumming a little beat on his leg.

“Didn’t Heather make you wait for it?” I shot a look having heard him get drunk and talk about the ‘love of his life’ multiple times.

“Oh yeah that’s true. That did make it all the sweeter when we finally did fuck” Tommy had quickly become close with me, on account of me and Nikki being together a lot now, and we had many a drunken heart to hearts.

“Let just work on this song you animals” Bob shook his head wanting to get through today’s recording as soon as possible.

“Okay which song are we laying the drums on again?” I pressed the button to ask Nikki and Mick who were discussing lyrics for a song.

“I want to get Don’t Go Away Mad finished so Vince can lay his vocals down on it and get the drums on Dr. Feelgood going.” Nikki said not even looking up from the notebook where he and Mick were scribbling.

“You heard the man Tommy” I shot over my shoulder.

“Aye, aye Mrs. Captain” Tommy gave a fake silute and marched into the soundproof room.

“Dumb ass” I muttered under my breath, but I couldn’t stop the smile that broke my across my face.

“Whatcha smiling at?” I heard Nikki whisper behind my ear. He must have slipped out of the booth when Tommy slipped into it.

“Thinking about your stupid kiss tattoo near your prick” I screeched when Nikki stuck a wet finger into my ear and he doubled over laughing. He was nearly 30 and still acted like a damn middle schooler, but I couldn’t lie, he made me feel more alive than I had felt in months.

“If you two could stop fucking around” Bob grunted before getting everything set up for Tommy to start recording his drum parts. He nodded his head at me and I signaled to Tommy we were about to begin and for everybody’s sake Nikki sat back and didn’t cause anymore disruptions.

“No fucking way man. No fucking way would you have ever been able to do more coke than Nikki or I.” Tommy yells having no idea what using your inside voice means. The boys and I were having a “sober night in” minus the few joints that Tommy had tucked away in his pocket. We had gathered into Mick’s room to play cards and the topic of our drug of choice.

“I used to go toe to toe with all the bands I worked with and then some T-bone” I noticed the upturn of his lips when I used the nickname everybody else in the band referred to him as “And I know for a fact I could’ve done more coke than you guys.”

“Babydoll you may have been able to go toe to toe with Slash” Vince chuckled dealing out cards “But this is Motley Crue and we invented doing Texas sized rails”

“Vince if we weren’t sober I’d meet you line for line right now” the smile I threw his way was challenging and all teeth. I had a competitive edge and Vince knew it.

“Well how about shot for shot then?” Vince leaned closer across the table a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Isn’t a part of being sober not drinking?” Mick gruffed. He had a point.

“Well I fold” Nikki laid his cards on the table. “And Vince is right. You could never do more drugs than us”

“Excuse me, I’ll have you know that David Lee Roth told me he was impressed by how well I could hold my own. I fold too” I got up from the table and grabbed my cigarettes to go for a smoke on the balcony. I opened the sliding glass door and stepped out lighting my cigarette and staring at the stars. To think that I was just a few months ago drinking, popping, and snorting whatever I could get my in my hands. I heard the door open behind me and I didn’t have to guess who it was especially when his strong hands wrapped around my middle.

“Penny for your thoughts” He rested his chin on the top of my head.

“I was just thinking if I told me six months ago that I would be in Canada and spending quality time with Motley Crue, well I would call me a liar” I chuckled out and I felt a small chuckle escape him as well.

“If I told me six months ago that I would not only be alive, but happy to be alive, I would call me a liar” He reached for my cigarette and I leant it to him to puff on as I took his free hand still on my waist and lifted it to my mouth pressing a kiss to his fingers.

“You wanna get out of here.” I spun around to look at him and rested my chin against his chest.

“You read my mind”

I looked myself over in the mirror and admired the outfit on my body. I had told Nikki I needed to use the bathroom in order so put on the lingerie set I had hidden in there earlier.

“Alright you got this (y/n)” I tried to psyche myself up “You’re hot. Nikki is going to cum in his pants when he sees you” I took a deep breath and opened the door.

I walked out of the bathroom and stepped into the room. Nikki was leaning against the headboard, but the moment I got in his line of sight he sat up. His mouth was practically hitting the floor and I thought I could’ve seen drool dribble down his chin. I smirked and slowly crawled my way up the bed to him.

“Do you like?” I asked when I got closer to him.

He didn’t respond with words and instead flipped me over in the bed so he was hovering over me. He took both my wrists in one hand and held them above my head while he slowly grazed down my body with his other hand. My breath hitched in my throat as he ran a finger against the line where my thong met my pubic bone. He crashed his lips against mine while still holding my hands above my head. I moaned against his mouth and the grip on my wrists tightened only increasing my want for him. He pressed kisses down my chin to my neck switching between abusing the skin with his teeth and flicking his hot tongue against the skin there. His hold on my wrists relented and he quickly removed my bra taking both breasts in his hands before trailing his mouth down to capture a nipple in his mouth. He took turns showing each one his affections until I pulled his shirt up over his head and made motions to reach for his pants.

“Don’t even think about it” He growled and bit my hand lightly. “Hands stay in my hair or in the sheets for now”

I nodded to let him know I understood what he said, my brain far too overheated to form words. Nikki continued his decent down my body with bites and licks surely leaving more hickeys than I could ever hope to cover. When he got to my underwear he pressed a kiss to my covered core causing me to let out a shaky moan. Suddenly Nikki threw my legs over his shoulder and sat up pulling my thong swiftly off my legs. He was between my legs in seconds devouring me reducing me into a whimpering moaning mess. His tongue delivered devilish licks to my clit while his fingers plunged in and out of me. I felt the familiar build up in my stomach and clenching around his fingers. My release washed over my body and I screamed out his name tugging roughly at his hair. I released my hold on him and tried to catch my breath as I came down from my high. Nikki looked up at me as he licked his fingers clean right in front of me before reaching his hand down to discard of his pants. He hovered over me again and positioned himself at my entrance.

“You ready for this?” He asked rubbing his head against the the slick folds between my legs.

“I’ve never wanted anything so bad in my life” I quickly pulled his head down to kiss me and he plunged himself inside of me. He moaned as he pulled out and plunged into me again. He quickened his pace up and I wrapped my legs around his waist dragging my nails down his back and chest. 

“Fuck (y/n) I’m gonna” Nikki panted out and it wasn’t long before he finished and collapsed on top of me just barely holding himself up on his elbows. He pressed kisses all over my face making me giggle and rolled himself over pulling me against him.

“Okay that was the best sex I’ve had” Nikki trailed his fingers lightly down my sweat damp skin.

“It’s definitely a top five experience for me” I joked and Nikki slapped me on the ass playfully. “It was the best for me too” I yawned and settled against him. It wasn’t long before I had passed out peacefully and totally spent.

[clevernewdimension]

Right (M)

Jongin usually runs away for the Purge. Flies out of the country and doesn’t look back while sipping some tropical drink on a beach in paradise. This year, however, he forgets. Too busy getting lost in passion to notice. Thankfully, he’s made some friends in good places and has someone who can protect him. What happens when he’s forced to act, forced to participate in a day he wishes would just disappear?

Genre: Action, gore, torture and smut.

Word count: 9K

A/N: Trigger warnings for gore, blood, death, and torture. I’m pretty sure you guys know how awful this series is by now.

Kim Jongin, co-CEO, owner and one of the founders of Park and Kim Electronics, has a secret. This secret is fairly well hidden and no one knows about it except Chanyeol, Yixing and Yixing’s sugar baby turned girlfriend. He smiled, in the VIP area of a club his friend Yixing owns. The Chinese man sitting there, his girl right by him, sipping on her drink. Yixing smiled, looking down at the pile of powder between them. It was a light purple color, Jongin knew well despite the neon lights and flashing dance floor beneath them.

The drug was what is known as ‘Succubus Nectar’. It gives a person energy to fuck over and over, no stopping all night long. It has some psychedelic effects, but those don’t last long, so most people who want that also take LSD or mushrooms with it, but Jongin didn’t care about those effects.

Jongin is sort of a sex addict. Has been for a long time. There is a connection, a sense of false care you get when you get intimate with someone that Jongin can’t help but need. He had no family. He was alone in the world, and he guesses he is looking for someone who cares in what many would call is all the wrong places. Since his first time he found himself wanting sex more and more. College was fun, the large orgies they would have was some of the best days in his life. Men, women, it didn’t matter so long as he got to stick his dick in something or have someone fuck him to make him feel that sense that someone was there for him.

Truth is, though, it was just a distraction so he didn’t have to actually feel those hard feelings. Easier to just push them away and sweep them under something like being a sex addict than to actually face the consequences to looking deeply at himself.

It didn’t take long for him to find some sort of bill, roll it up and use a credit card to make a line of dust. Sucking through his nose, the hit was instant. Some people would inject it after melting it into a liquid, but that took too long. The feel when inhaled was instant. It made him moan, his body shivering as all the colors seem to get brighter. The neon lights around them almost blinding as he just smiles. He could feel the lust growing as he looked around, trying to see someone or multiple people to lose himself in.

He was about to leave until he watches as a woman move next to them. She smirked, looking him up and down a moment. She leans in, snorting a line herself. A friend of Yixing, a tattoo indicating her being a member of his gang. She wore a tube black dress and a pair of black heels. Clearly she was here to have some fun and not work. Her hair was down, a deep wine like red, very obviously dyed. She had quite a few tattoos, and a septum piercing that was a dainty little loop of gold. He watched her inhale the drug, seeing the effects work on her. The second she took a breath, a shaky moan left her that made Jongin feel even more desperate. She glanced at Jongin, her brown eyes wide and searching desperately.

Yixing smiles, “Well, if you’re both going to fuck, give us a show.” He says, leaning back and sipping from his whiskey glass. The woman beside him, his wife, just smiles too, watching with interest. Jongin heard a rumor about how they liked to watch people. Looks like it was true after all, and Jongin did love letting people indulge in their kinks.

She moves, pulling Jongin in with a smirk, pressing her lips to his, tongue licking his lips before he follows, kissing her like his life depended on it. She pulled him, turning so he was sitting on the cushioned bench, before straddling him, pulling her dress up over her hips. She pulled at Jongin’s dress shirt, ripping it open and letting her fingers flow down his abs. This wasn’t his usual go to kind of woman. He usually prefers them to be cute and shy, not tatted, pierced and badass. He was stunned for a moment, the feeling of her grinding on him making him lose his mind momentarily. Jongin’s hands go to the top of her dress, pulling it down and quickly removing her strapless bra. For some reason her being so different to any other woman he’s been with was a huge turn on, be it drug fueled or not. Words couldn’t describe how utterly hard it made him to see more tattoos on her ribs or that her nipples were pierced. She was a wild one, and he knew she was give him one hell of a night. His lips went to her neck, biting harshly as she moaned in his ear.

He could vaguely hear cheers, people watching them. The drug making him not even care if other people were seeing this. Her hands worked the belt open, before trying to get his cock out from his pants. Jongin’s fingers slide between her legs, feeling a lack of underwear and how drenched she was. An effect of the drug, but he’d like to think he played a part in that too.

She didn’t even wait for a condom before sinking down on his cock, moaning and arching back. “Fuck,” she mutters, shivering as she clawed at his back. Jongin’s teeth bit into the side of her breast, making her yell in pain before he slaps her ass. “Move already,” He growls, desperate for more. He wanted that friction, that dizzying feeling.

She lifted herself up, slamming back down with a whine. Jongin could vaguely hear Yixing mutter something as he glances, seeing his friend watching intently. The music that was blasting changed, as the woman riding him decided go move along with the pace. Fast and unrelenting. Jongin was amazed, his hands gripping her ass, helping her move and doing what he can to help create their rhythm. The bright colors swimming, making the woman on him look like an angel from heaven even though she, to everyone else, probably looked more like a demon from hell.

Well, Hell is for sinners, and usually they know how to have a better time, after all. At least, that’s how he was rationalizing this to himself.

The drug made everything more sensitive, meaning orgasms were fast and frequent. People wanting to have kids will sometimes uses some SN to make sure they get pregnant. Jongin could feel him nearing his first orgasm of the night. His finger went to her clit, sending her over quickly as he feels himself cum within her. He was groaning, feeling like the pleasure was strangling him.

“More,” She moaned, her back arches as she clawed out to grab onto his body. The sound of her begging him added to the thrill. “Fuck me more,” She yells over the music, and Jongin smiles.

That’s all he wanted. To be wanted, to feel like he was alluring and seductive. He pushes her to the side, watching her get on her hands and knees before he smiles, thrusting back in and hearing her scream out. He found exactly what he wanted and boy, he’s going to enjoy the night. Teeth sinking into her neck, her screaming in his ear, it was everything he could have wanted.

He didn’t remember leaving the club with her. All he knew was that they were at her place, headboard hitting the wall and keeping all her neighbors up all through the night. SN fueled fun was the best kind of fun, Jongin vaguely thinks before his eyes started to close with the early morning light.

My eyes flutter open, glancing to the window and seeing the light starting to fade and the sun going down, I groaned, frowning and looking at myself. I was nude, an arm wrapped around my waist as I look over, seeing a sleeping man. I close my eyes, trying to think back.

I took some SN, and… oh, right, or course. That’s what always happens when you take that. The throat a bit sore from a multitude of things as I stretch as much as I could.

I glance over, seeing a handsome face. At least I have good taste when I’m horny out of my mind. His hair was brown, looking soft as he started to groan. His eyes open, showing me his brown eyes before he just closes his eyes. Succubuses Nectar had a side effect of migraines sometimes. He turns, moving so he was lying on his back, showing of a toned pack of abs. He looks over, “Um… I’m Jongin.”

“I know,” I say, smiling, “I… uh… see you on the news a lot. I’m Y/N.”

“I probably should have asked your name first,” He says, his face becoming flushed.

“Well, I didn’t ask either,” I shrugged, moving towards the master bathroom. “My shower is really small, so if you want to take one, you’ll have to wait in line.”

“Oh,” He says, nodding. “Sure. Do you have a phone charger? I’m pretty sure mine is dead.”

I point at my bedside table, my cell on the wireless charger. I move into my bathroom, shutting the door behind me. Turning on the water to let it heat up, I think back to last night, and the hours of wild sex I just had. Not something I do often, and it was my first time actually trying SN. I look at myself over the mirror, seeing my neck covered in hickeys and bruises all over. The ‘Loyalty’ tattoo right above my right collar bone. On my left forearm was roses, red and looking as if they were made of metal. On my right wrist there are tally markers. One for everyone I have on my shit list that I’ve gotten revenge on. I had the gang related tattoo on my other arm, and flowers on both sides of my ribs. Tulips for my mother on one, sweet peas on the other for my sister. I frown, seeing what can only be dried semen on my arm as I just frown before turning and getting in the shower.

It didn’t take long until I was getting out and going to my room. I see Jongin there, looking up to me. I hold the tower closer, “Showers yours. Try not to use all my shampoo.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” He says, hopping out of bed. He gathers his clothes as I look at him. He passes and I see the scratches, bruises and cuts I left on him. I apparently give as good as I get. I hear the shower cut on as I start to remove my piercings in preparation for tonight. I set them on the little dish on my dresser, looking at myself now that I no longer had them in. It was weird. I look at my right eyebrow, seeing the scar where the piercing up there was ripped out two Purges ago. Absolutely don’t want that to me my nose or my nips. That would fucking suck.

I pull on a tank top, some black leggings and a jacket. I braided my hair in order to keep it out the way. I pause for a moment, looking over my phone. Apparently sometime last night we decided to shoot some pics and videos. I smile, looking as I see a video of him between my legs, looking like he was having the time of his life. I see some texts from my sister too, one with all caps asking why I would send that to her.

I laugh, quickly texting her that those were meant to tease Yixing.

‘Junmyeon was so confused when he saw that on my phone! He probably thinks I’m a perv and that we’re just really weird now!’

‘Chill. He knows I’m a godless degenerate slut AND he knows how Yixing and his bae are. He’ll understand. I know this relationship is really new for you, but trust me when I say I’m about a billion percent certain that he’s in it for the long haul with you, kiddo.’

‘How would he know you’re a godless degenerate… word?’

‘Well, I’m sure Sehun and his soon to be bride has told him the stories of the three of us together. That and I’m pretty sure I’ve fucked almost everyone in the gang AND all his friends. Congrats, sis, you got the one man who turned me down.’

‘But that doesn’t make you one of those. This isn’t the 1700s. You’re just having fun. Safely, I hope.’

‘Well, you know I don’t have to worry.’

‘STIs still exist, dummy!’

I laugh, seeing her call me dummy. God, she’s so innocent it’s amazing. I quickly text her that I have to get ready and that I’ll see her tomorrow. Setting the phone down before getting back to business. After all, tonight I was needed to do whatever Yixing wanted of us. I get my handgun from my sock drawer, loading the magazine in and attaching the holster to my leg that had a place for my knife as well. A pair of combat boots and I was ready.

Jongin comes out of the shower, in his clothes. I see his face flushed, his eyes kind of avoiding me. He checks his phone, “So about the… um… lack of a condom-”

“It’s fine,” I say, looking at him. “I’m infertile. Can’t get pregnant.”

“Oh,” He says, looking a little embarrassed. “I’m… sorry.”

“Well,” I say, “That’s what happens when a hospital likes to test on humans. Some sort of birth control gone wrong. It’s fine, though, because it means I can go out and find hot strangers and have wild, drug fueled fucking and not worry.” I smile, giving him a wink. “That sounds like way more fun than ever having children.”

He looks up at me, nodding, “Yeah… not sure if I ever want children, either.”

“Well, Jongin,” I say, smirking. “If you ever want an encore, just come find me,” I say, winking.

“What were you laughing about,” He asks, “If you don’t mind me asking, that is.”

“My sister,” I say, looking at my phone. “She’s such a good girl it’s amazing. If we didn’t look identical, people would never believe we are siblings.”

“Twins,” He asks.

I nod, “But I love her. Even if we’re the complete opposite.” I glance over, “What about you, any siblings?”

“None left,” He mutters, shrugging. “I had two sisters. Both died in a plane crash when I was ten.”

“Fuck,” I say, frowning, “That's awful. My condolences.”

He smiles sadly, opening his mouth to say something before the siren goes off. Instantly I see his face go completely pale. Jongin’s eyes wide as he suddenly looks sick. He looks at me, “It’s Purge night?!”

I nod, “Yes? Doesn’t everyone know that?”

“Can I borrow your phone,” He asks, looking at me, eyes wide.

I just nod, shrugging.

He moves, getting my phone and dialing a number. “Yixing,” He practically yells, making me wince. I roll my eyes, moving out to the kitchen. I grab and apple and moving to get a bottle of cold brew coffee from the fridge. I could hear Jongin freaking out as I just laugh quietly to myself, taking a bite of the apple. I was done with half of it before Jongin came over to me, holding the phone. I take it, smiling as I say, “Hello, Boss.”

“I’m going to need you to protect Jongin,” He says. “I know you hate babysitting duty, but he’s a friend. A very good friend. Normally he would be out of the country, but he’s an idiot.”

I frown, groaning, “Really?”

“I know,” He says, “But Jongin is willing to pay you. In anyway. You just have to get him to one of our unused safe houses.”

“The closest one is the other side of town,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. “Our closest arsenal to me, you’re there for tonight? I’m going to go and get some more supplies, then.”

“See you soon,” Yixing says before I hang up on him. I toss the rest of the apple away. I quickly down the coffee, looking at him. “We’re walking a few blocks to a supply house. My motorcycle is there, and we’ll get you something to defend yourself with should the need arise.” I look at Jongin, seeing the marks I left all over his skin, smirking from the memories. “We’re setting some rules.”

He nods, looking at me intently.

“Listen to me. Don’t go off on your own. If someone kills me, run. You know where a lot of our safe houses are, go there if something happens to me,” I say, looking at him. “Get dressed, we gotta head out.”

He moves quickly as I move towards the door. He was there and dressed in a flash, as I hand him a large, black jacket. He takes it, pulling it on as I open the door. The second it opens, see an Ax coming down at us. I grab it, holding it steadily with one arm before grabbing my knife and stabbing it into the throat of the woman holding it. The sound of her choking on her own blood was something I was used to, before I look back and see Jongin looking pale. A small cut on his face from the very edge of the Ax blade hitting him.

“When this is done,” I say, “I want the best gaming computer setup your company can make.”

Jongin just glances at me, almost looking like he was going to vomit. “Deal.”

We get to the elevator easily, going down to the ground floor. I could hear crying and screaming even though the doors. The door opens and I see a huge fight happening in the lobby of the place. I get my gon, holding it and turning the safety off, before grabbing Jongin’s arm.

The group fighting looks at me as I hold the gun out. They all have simple weapons, the blood seeping into the carpet already. Three men on one side, two on the other. One with a deep cut on his chest already.

I hold Jongin and drag him out the entrance with me.

When we’re outside, I hear the scuffle begin again behind us. Jongin lets out a shaky breath, “Fuck me,” He mutters quietly.

“Maybe after all this,” I say with a smirk.

The road wasn't a madhouse here. We were close to the Death Carnival, people usually go there, but there are some crazy people around here. I pull the man along with me, keeping an eye out. Jongin seemed like a scared little rabbit at every little noise. It was amusing and quite cute, honestly. We walked past a store who’s window was busted open, people taking jewelry and shoving them in their pockets, the ringing alarm alerting every close by. I held my gun, my finger ready to pull the trigger at any moment. I turn down an alley, pulling Jongin close to me as I glance. Blood. A lot of it.

I could hear a man begging for help as I see him crawling out an alley that connected to ours. I pull Jongin to hide behind an electrical box, looking over and watching closely. I see a small child walk over, a spoon in hand as he looked back down the alley.

“Mommy, it’s still moving,” He whines.

I see a woman walk out, holding the man and turning him over. “It’s ok Darling, you did so good. You can have the eyes for being such a good boy.”

“Yay,” The boy says, smiling as I watch him dig the spoon into the eye socket as the mother holds the man’s skull still. The kid quickly brings it to his mouth, biting down on the eye as the man is screaming in agony.

“Come on,” I say, holding my gun up and pulling him behind me.

“I think I’m going to be sick,” Jongin says quietly, following my lead.

As we walk forward, I kept my gun aimed at the mother. She looked over, hearing out steps, the knife she let go of quickly in her hand again.

“Don’t start anything and we’ll leave you two to your meal,” I say, commanding them to stay still practically.

“We’re not sharing,” She says, nodding her head to the side. “Leave. Or your eyes are next.”

“I’d hate to have to shoot you in front of your kid, but I will,” I say, putting my finger on the trigger. “Crime stops for you tomorrow, but not for me. Hurt us and I will hunt you down. I have no problem making him watch you suffer and beg for your life.”

She holds her hands up, as if to signify her giving in. As we walk around her, I felt my front facing them as I walk down the alley. As soon as she starts dragging the body of the screaming man back where they came from, I turn, quickly continuing.

Jongin looks ready to puke everything in his stomach up when we stop to give him a minute to collect himself. He leans against the wall, breathing heavily as I look, seeing racing cars passing by the road we have to cross. I see him, taking a deep breath.

“Just across the road is the arsenal. When we get there, the drive to the safe house shouldn’t take long,” I say, checking my gun. “Perks of not having to follow road laws. The side of town we’re going to is the Death Carnaval. If we can just get there, it’s pretty much deserted.” I peek from the alley, seeing no one in the road but what looks like some drunken couple getting frisky with a few dead bodies around them. I look at him seeing him finally looking at me. “Can you shoot a gun?”

“No,” Jongin says, eyes wide. “Why would I ever need to?”

“Well, you better aim well if something happens to me,” I say. “You never know on tonight of all nights. Now come on. Don’t stay too far from me.”

I leave the alley, Jongin in tow as we silently creep by the two killers covering themselves in blood. It was simple, as they are distracted. Jongin follows me quickly as we get to the small warehouse. I knock on the door, seeing a small window open in it.

The door is thrown open as I smile, seeing Yixing. “I thought you would be home with your Fiancee,” I say, moving past him.

“Well I would be if some idiots didn’t lose a thirty million dollars worth of Succubuse’s Nectar,” Yixing says, glaring at a new no names.

“Good luck finding it,” I say, looking and seeing the room stocked with any weapon imaginable. I get a rifle, strapping it to my side before getting a small handgun and a knife for Jongin.

“Safety is on the side, turn it off before you mean to shoot. Once you do, aim well and try not to hit me or else I’ll fucking kill you,” I say, giving it.

He takes it, placing it in behind him so his belt will hold it up. The knife he put in his jeans pocket.

I look at Yixing, “Sweet Pea-”

“We have people close to the clinic,” Yixing says calmly. “Your sister is there. Helping Junmyeon. If it makes you feel better, Kyungsoo is there. Already did one job for the evening.”

I nod, feeling calmer. That’s great news. Sehun and Miss. Badass sniper along with Kyungsoo? Probably the best security you can find. She’ll probably be happy to be able to help someone. Especially Junmyeon, as she knows how hard this time is for him. It sucks, seeing how sad and just… empty my likely future brother-in-law gets. The people he helps are good people. Innocent people.

Not people like me.

“Come on,” I say, moving to the front of the warehouse. “I don’t want to have to be outside all night with you following me like a little duckling.”

Another person who’s name I didn’t know opened the garage. The large doors open as I see my black motorcycle out there. I take the helmet, throwing him the spare. “Can you drive?”

“Yeah,” He says.

“Head towards the North side of town, close to the Death Carnival and I’ll instruct you where to go from there,” I say. “I’m a better gunnar, so I’ll shoot if someone dares come too close.”

He nods, starting up after putting a helmet on. I put mine on, quickly getting on after him.

We were off, Jongin driving the motorcycle like he has experience with them. I keep my eyes on the lookout, watching and seeing all the people we pass by. Jongin was a great diver, actually, easily avoiding everyone. The death and carnage around is a sight Jongin may not have been used to, but I see it all the time.

I could hear the cheers from the Death Carnival there. Some Purge nights if Yixing doesn’t have me doing anything I end up there, cheering and fucking my brains out. Never drinking or doing drugs, though. Not on Purge night. I could see the lights from there, as it was clear someone probably just won or are celebrating the win. Purple and pink lights changing with the electronic music means the fights are over.

What we couldn’t plan for was a near invisible spike strip. The tires popped as Jongin and I are both sent to the ground. I feel my skin being scraped, but it wasn’t too bad as he wasn’t going too fast as he was turning. I feel my ankle burn like it was on fire. I ignore it, quickly getting my helmet off and holding my gun up. Jongin looks better than I did, a few scrapes on his hand as he quickly took his helmet off as well. His jacket and jeans taking most of the brunt of the fall.

I feel a gun to the back of my head, “Drop it.”

I let out a small huff, setting it on the ground after taking the strap off from around me. Jongin looked at me, the gun I gave him hidden by his jacket on his side. I mouth the word wait to him, before I feel the person behind me pull me up. The second I put weight on my ankle I hiss in pain. “Oh dear,” The man says. I could hear the smile in his voice, “This will certainly make things interesting.” He turns me around, “No funny business. My wife is in the window with a scope right on your friend there,” He says, nodding his head towards Jongin. “Either of you make a move, you’re dead. Hands behind you.”

I glare, seeing him. His head completely shaved with a goatee that was getting peppered with grey. He was tall, a bit buff but not overly imposing. I put my hands behind me. He pulls on my jacket, yanking it off quickly. I glare at the person in the window, feeling as he cuffs my hands together. He looks at Jongin. “You can follow me,” He says, “Be quick, my wife hates people who dawdle behind.”

The man pulls me along, my ankle feeling on fire from pain as I just curse under my breath from it. We’re pulled into the building, and up an elevator until we’re in this industrial looking studio apartment. I see a woman, a rifle on the counter behind her and a gun pointed in our direction. Her hair in a high ponytail. It was long and bleached blonde. Her lips painted a dark red, eye makeup perfect as she was looking between Jongin and I. She had on a short skirt, large heels as she steps forward. She smiles, “Wonderful catch, darling. Prep her, will you?”

“What are you doing with her,” Jongin asked, starting to reach for his gun. The man pulling me with him as I hissed in pain from my foot.

The wife presses hers into his back, “Not so fast, lover boy. She’ll be fine as long as you can last. Your weapons. Take them and give them to me or I’ll shoot her dead right now.”

Jongin huffs, quickly handing over his gun and knife, not willing to gamble with my life.

“Come here,” The man says, “Lift her up.”

I look seeing him carry something and placing it below me. I couldn’t see what it was but I then see him walk behind us. Jongin looks up, and I look down at him. I try to convey that it’ll be ok, but even I’m not sure at this point. For all we know they could be lying about letting us go.

I feel something get placed around my neck, before some footsteps to the side.

“Let go of her,” The wife says.

Jongin steps away and I feel the, what I assume is rope tighten. My neck feeling like it was going to snap having to hold my entire body weight. I struggle, unable to breath as I get lowered. I point my toes, trying to find solid ground. They touch, barely, but it was slippery. My feet barely touching whatever I was standing on. The pressure on my throat was still there, like if I wasn’t on my tip toes I was going to be hanging again.

“What the fuck,” Jongin says, looking at me with wide eyes. He looked worried. Angry.

“You both can leave her alive if you follow our instructions perfectly,” The wife says. She smirks, “She’ll probably be missing a finger or something but that’s a fair price your letting you live.”

“What the fuck do you want,” I say, glaring at her.

“My dear husband and I… well, you see, we get off to this,” She says, smiling, “Torture. But we’re good people, so we wait until today like one should!” She shakes her head, “Shame we can’t do this every day, hm, my love?” She looks at Jongin, “Now, she will not die so long as you listen to us, is that clear.”

Jongin glares, nodding.

“Yes Mistress,” She says, glaring. “That’s the response I expect. Am I clear?”

“Yes Mistress,” He says, practically spitting the words out.

“Here’s how this works,” She says, “You do what we say to her. If you don’t want to, then you have to take a punishment for disobeying.”

My ankle was hurting so bad I had tears in my eyes. I tried to think of something, any way out of this, but so far, nothing.

“Oh dear, looks like she hurt her leg,” the woman says, “Best listen to us to get this over with quickly.” She looks at Jongin, “Wouldn’t want her to slip and hang herself. Take off your shirt.”

I see Jongin quickly take his shirt off, the kind guy I’ve come to know giving her a stink eye. I suppose even the nicest of people will get angry in the face of situations like this. I could see the scratches on his back from me last night and early this morning. She whistles, “Damn. Looks like you two fucked like rabbits.” She tosses him a knife, “Pick it up and cut her.”

“No,” Jongin says immediately, glaring at her.

“Do you want your girlfriend here to hang,” She asks, glaring at Jongin. “If you don’t do it, we will. And we’ll make it worse.”

“It’s ok,” I say, “Just do it.”

Jongin looks at me, eyes wide. He picks up the knife, walking forward, “I’m sorry,” He mutters to me quietly as he lifts my shirt.

I feel a small cut on my stomach, deeper than a paper cut but not enough to do real damage. I bite my lip, holding back the hiss of pain.

“That’s it,” She says, “Look at how beautiful it is. That shade of red. Cut the front of her shirt.” Her eyes looked at her husband, “Honey, cut the back so we can have a better canvas, hm?”

Jongin looked like he was getting angrier and angrier. I nod, before he quickly cuts the front of my shirt in half. I feel a knife at my back, doing the same before the two sides of the shirt were pulled down my arms and hanging from the chain of the handcuffs.

“Look at those tattoos,” The woman says, smiling as she walked up. My ankle on fire from trying to stand on my tiptoes. “If you do what we say, we’ll lower her a little bit so it’s easier for her to stand.”

Jongin just nods, not trusting his words right now.

She points the gun at Jongin, “Darling, will you prepare our star for what’s going to happen next.”

Our the corner of my eye, I see a man walk over to my left. I see him pick up a bucket. I felt something touch me as I see the woman with her finger with my blood on it. I watch her lick it as she pulls Jongin away. “Kiss me,” She says, “Make my husband jealous. Give him a reason to make me pay for it.”

Jongin looks disgusted, looking at me. The woman smirks at me, “Make her jealous. Kiss me like you’ve kissed her.” The man dumps the bucket over me, and I could feel the cut stinging as I gasped for air, almost slipping off the ice block. Salt water. “Make me as wet as she is. Do it or we’ll kill her.”  I was completely soaked. I know exactly what’s coming next. I’ve seen this done before many times.

Fuck.

Jongin looks at her, grabbing her face and smashes his lips to hers, mouth open and kissing her like they’re the ones about to fuck one another. It made me angry to see. Her making Jongin do something like that. He’d never kiss her under any other circumstance. When he pulls away, breathing deeply for air she smiles, biting her lip. I see the woman reach into the pocket of her jacket, pulling out a hand taser. She hands it to Jongin. “Shock her,” She says.

“Are you fucking crazy,” Jongin yells, taking a step away from her.

Before I could say anything, I feel myself being lifted. The tightness around my throat stopping me from breathing as I struggled, swinging in the air for a brief moment. It felt like ages there, not breathing, the rope tightening around my throat.

“I’ll do it,” I hear Jongin yell.

I was lowered, my feet finding the ice block again as I stand on the tips of my toes, gasping for air. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, I feel the taser touch my stomach. I scream out, my body locking up from the pain. It was like my body was on fire. The saltwater making my body more conductive makes it hurt so much worse. Tears coming to my eyes as I yell in pain.

“That’s it,” I hear the man say, “Fuck that’s it.”

“Shock her when I say,” the woman says, smirking at her husband and calling him over with a finger. “Whatever I tell you to do to her, you do it.”

I see her get on her knees as the man walks over. He points his gun towards us, as I see her unbuckle his belt. “Cut her,” She says, watching as she licks the man’s cock, “On her thigh.”

I feel the blade cut me again, as I just wince. I felt like I was being cooked alive from the taser still.

“You think you can just kiss him and get away from it,” He man growls, pulling his wife's hair.

She shakes her head, “No, I’m sorry.

“Open your mouth, whore,” He says, “I’m going to fuck your mouth until you remember who you really belong to.” I hear the man groan, hand curling in his wife’s hair. “You picked good baby,” He mutters, looking over.

“Tase her,” She says, watching as she kept sucking her husband.

I feel that burning again, this time slipping from the ice. The burning combined with the panic from hanging making me terrified. I feel Jongin reach out, bringing me back to the ice again.

“Cut her face and lick it,” The man groans, before looking down at his wife, “Let me fuck your mouth. You’ve proven to be a slut I might as well fuck your throat. You’d like that, huh?”

“Fuck yes,” She mutters, “Fuck my throat until I can’t speak!”

Standing on the ice I was about as tall as Jongin was. He frowns, looking like he regrets having to do this as he cuts my cheek. When he leaned forward, I whisper as quietly as possible, “There is a knife in my boot. Your right.”

His tongue licks the wound. I couldn’t help but remember last night and this morning with him, how crazy we were with one another. When he pulls away, he winks at me, telling me he heard.

“Shock her,” the man groans, as I look at see him fucking his wifes throat now. The sound of it echoing in the room. Her make up running and her lipstick all over. She looked sloppy, but I suppose that’s what this sick fuck likes.

Jongin does, and I let out a yell of pain before slipping from the ice again. He gets down, grabbing my legs and puts them on the ice again. I feel the knife leave my boot as Jongin hid it quickly in the pocket of his jeans.

We hear a groan, seeing the couple separate. He looked in bliss and she was smiling. I see her stand, smiling at her husband. She walked over, spitting his cum at my face. I glare at her, feeling it land on my cheek and lips. In her hand the gun was gone as the husband turns around.

Before I could say anything I see Jongin puts one hand over her mouth, the other stabbing into her neck a few times. The blood spraying into the air from where he caught the artery. He was instantly covered in it, Jongin looking like a wild animal that has been backed into a corner. He grabs the gun, the husband turns, his eyes wide with rage as he fires at Jongin. I see the bullet grazed him as the husband barrels towards him in an unthinking rage. They both fall, the guns falling too as the man’s leg kicked the ice block.

I was swinging, trying to breath. Panic set in, unable to focus on Jongin as I could feel myself losing consciousness. The fear tormenting me knowing my neck could snap at any moment.

I feel someone’s arms around me, before lifting me up. I gasped, seeing the knife above me cutting the rope.

I look, seeing the man on the ground, throat cut and blood pooling around him. I fell against Jongin, who eased me to the ground. He moves, checking their pockets and finds the key to the handcuffs. Once off, I take the pieces of my shirt and wipe the cum from my face, disgusted.

“Do you want my shirt,” Jongin asks, looking at me, hands moving to hold my face.

“No,” I say, “We need to get to the safe house quickly. We’re almost there, the bike is probably gone.”

“How far is it,” Jongin asks, quickly pulling on his shirt.

“A few blocks,” I say, trying to catch my breath, “hidden in the basement of an abandoned building.”

“Hop on my back,” He says, leaning over and grabbing the run. “We’ll get there quicker. You can use the gun and kill anyone who gets too close.”

The run there seemed like it was quicker than when we rode. My adrenaline was pumping as Jongin ran, hands holding my gets as I used one arm to hold onto him, the other with the gun. A person ran at us, Jongin slowed and I managed to get him in the chest. He kept coming, looking like he was tweaked out on something as I shot again, this time in the leg as he finally fell. Jongin ran past then, as I instructed him to go down a set of stairs in an alleyway. No one was there as we see a keypad.

“Two, three, eight,six,nine, zero, four,” I say, as he pinned them in. The door unlocks, opening to a small room with yet another door. This one a hand print reader. I push my hand to it, watching it scan before it lit up green. Jongin opens the door, walking inside and shutting it behind us.

The room was small. A bed, a TV, a small desk with a mini-fridge beside it and a small bathroom. Jongin sets me down on the bed, before moving into the bathroom. “There’s no first aid,” He says, coming back out the bathroom. I could see his hands shaking.

I grab them, looking him in the eyes. “Jongin,” I say, “It’ll be ok. You barely cut me.”

He looks at me, nodding.

“Is that the first time you’ve ever had to kill someone,” I ask.

Jongin nods, “First time I’ve even hurt anyone.”

“It’s ok. If you didn’t, who knows what they would have done,” I say, pulling him to sit down next to me. “For all we know, they were lying.”

“I can’t,” Jongin mutters, “I can’t deal with this now.”

“What do you need,” I ask.

“Distraction.”

“Well, there’s a TV. You could wa-”

Jongin’s hands grab my face, pulling it to his. Lips meeting mine quickly, before I feel his tongue. I just let go, opening my mouth and moving to sit on his lap, I pulled away, letting out a small sound of pain from my ankle before he looks at my leg.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” He says, lips kissing my neck.

I wince, “Not the neck either.”

“Right,” He says, nodding. I pull my sports bra over my head, rolling my hips against his. This probably wasn’t the best way to deal with traumatic things, but who am I to tell him what to do. I’ve done the same in similar situations, after all. I pull his shirt over his head, before getting up carefully.

Jongin got what I wanted as he started to strip the rest of his clothes off. I was as careful as I could pulling my shoes and socks off. The pants and underwear went quickly too, before I turn. Jongin’s hands lift me, before setting me onto the twin size bed. I blinked and he was between my legs, trailing kisses down my stomach.

It felt like years, the two of us absorbed with one another. Seemed like there was nothing I could do to satisfy him completely. He’d cum one minute and be hard against the next. He was careful with my injuries, but my mind was mush, unable to form intelligent thoughts after a while.

Now, I was on my stomach, my hips raised with the pillows. Every thrust was hard, making me moan out as I was starting to lose my voice between the yelling and the hanging. I could hear the chime of my phone as I reach over, able to just get my pants before pulling them closer. I got it out the pocket. Caller I.D. reading ‘Boss’.

“Hey Boss,” I say, gripping at the blanket below me. I was trying not to scream into the phone as Jongin didn’t even pause or slow for me to answer the phone.

“Haven’t heard from you,” He says, “You were supposed to call me when you got Jongin to the safe house.”

“Been a bit bus-oh fuck! Busy,” I say, “He’s safe and happily trying to fuck me to death. Do’ya mind?”

I hear Yixing laugh, “You’re insatiable. Purge is over, by the way. I expect to see you tomorrow night.”

He hangs up and I drop the phone, feeling Jongin push into me with what seemed like renewed vigor.

“Do you want me to cum in you again,” He asks, “Fill you up completely?”

“Fuck yes,” I moan, toes curling.

I feel him go still, the feeling of more warm cum in me as he thrusts one last time. Before I can think he’s flipped me onto my back, the pillows tossed to the side. His eyes locked between my legs as I feel the cum oozing out. I reach down, feeling some on my fingers and bring them to my mouth. I lick, smiling before winking. “You filled me so good, Jongin,” I mutter.

“But you didn’t cum again,” He says smirking before leaning down. Fingers smearing his cum all over my sex, making me throw my head back in a moan as they brushed my clit. I look just in time to see his tongue sticking out and I feel it connect. It didn’t matter if it was his cum all over, he didn’t care as he pushed two fingers into me, curling them just the perfect amount. The tightness in my lower belly completely going crazy as I screamed out, having another orgasm that night. He pulls away, moving and licking his fingers. I could see his release on his tongue as I pulled him towards me, licking into his mouth. After, he moved, head resting on my stomach as he was breathing deeply.

I felt weird. Awkward. Usually I was falling asleep immediately, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Jongin. He moves, sitting up before looking for his clothes. “Purge is over, so I’ll just get a ride home,” He says, not looking at me. He pulls his pants and underwear on quickly, “Thanks, for keeping me alive.”

I sigh quietly, sitting up and quickly grabbing his shirt as I stand, biting back a sound of pain. He looks at me, confused expression as I bite my lip, feeling incredibly awkward. “So, I’m not the best at this, but I feel like I need to say somethi-”

“It’s fine. We don’t need to say anything. After today we’re just going our separate ways,” He says, moving to me and trying to grab his shirt. I pull it out of his reach.

“Have you ever done that before,” I ask, looking him in the eyes.

“Sex,” He asks, confused, “I’m pretty sure you know the answer.”

“Killed someone,” I say, looking at him in the eyes. He practically flinched when I said it. I nod, getting my answer, “The first time is hard and I know I’m a huge hypocrite saying this, but… in self defense or defense of people who can not defend themselves, you shouldn’t think of it like… cold blooded murder.”

“They said they were not going to-”

“People lie, Jongin,” I say, reaching up and turning his face to look me in the eyes back. “I could have died multiple times. My neck could have snapped. You took a chance and saved me from that. Who knows what those sick fucks would have wanted.”

“Have you killed people?”

“You’ve seen me d-”

“Before. Nights that are not Purge nights,” He asks.

I sign, nodding. “I work for a mafia. I’m a professional at getting secrets out of people. Shit that they’ve done to me I’ve done to others. I’ve done worse, but never to people who don’t deserve it.”

“Who are you to decide that,” Jongin asks, backing away from me. The look of horror on his face hurt more than I expected.

“Because the people I do that kind of shit to are people who’ve hurt innocent people. They use their money to get out of hurting the poor. They’ve murdered and gotten away with it on technicalities. They’ve stolen from the less fortunate to give to themselves. But the worse? People who hurt children,” I say, my voice cracking as I realize there are tears streaming down my face. “People like my father…”

Jongin looks at me, eyes wide with pity.

“My sister doesn’t even know that I… killed him,” I mutter, “She just thought it was one of his business associates, but it was me. The Triad was looking to squash him for years but didn’t have the chance, so when I did it, they just… offered me a job.” I look at Jongin, “I had to. To remove people like that, to keep my sister safe, but even then I failed. She was almost killed last year. All because I underestimated some sick fuck.”

I walk forward, my ankle screaming in pain, “You protected me. You killed someone, but if you didn’t they could have killed us. Who knows, they’ve probably killed before. Stop people from seeking revenge later on.” I point, hitting him in the chest, “Try to distract yourself all you want, but it happened, Jongin. It may not have felt like the right thing to do, but it was. I just hope one day you see that.” I throw his shirt at his face, moving to my clothes.

Jongin said nothing, just watching me as I get dressed. I quickly finish tying my shoes, before limping towards the door, my phone in hand. I didn’t look back, getting uber quickly thankfully. The streets are being cleaned of blood and gore as I get inside, seeing just as Jongin walked out. I gave him a nod before taking off.

I shake my head, getting my sister on the line and calling. “Hey, mind if I shower and nap at your place?”

I stretch, groaning as I wake up from my nap. I see the newly wedded Mrs. Zhang sitting there, watching the television with a glass of wine. A long red dress on her as she takes a sip, looking over. “Good morning,” She smiles, “Long night?”

“Tell your husband that if she has me work two days no sleep again, I’m going to make him pay for it.”

“Well, he did let you pass out here, after all.”

“He didn’t have a choice,” I say, popping my neck. “Fuck, you both had this dinner part tonight, right? I’ll get out of here befo-”

“Stay,” She says.

I laugh, “I’m hardly dressed for the occasion.”

“That doesn’t matter. Just use one of the spare toothbrushes to brush your teeth because your morning breath isn’t pleasant.”

“You have spare toothbrushes,” I ask, looking at her.

“They just hand them out at the dentist,” She says, shrugging taking another sip.

Standing, I move towards the closest bathroom. I find a few of those small bags with toothbrushes and a small toothpaste. It was quick, thankfully I forced Yixing to let me take a shower before I passed out on one of their many couches. I leave, seeing some people walking in. Dresses and suits. I see Junmyeon and my sister, both dressed in their best. My sister looked at me, smiling before walking over.

“I didn’t know you would be here,” she says, pulling me into a hug.

“I passed out on Yixing couch,” I say, looking at Junmyeon, “Hey, Doc.”

He smiles, “You look nice.”

“Thanks for lying,” I say, hugging him too. “I’m just going to get some free food and then bounce. The night is young, after all. Spent the last two days working, I need a little fun in my life.”

“Don’t forget some ice cream,” My sister says, winking.

“I still have a freezer full of what you made for me.”

A few more minutes and I wave, moving to get to the kitchen to sneak some food with me. I bump into someone, frowning. “Why don’t you wa… oh.”

My eyes wide, looking at Jongin standing before me. The navy colored suit he wore was perfectly pressed, his hair back and out of his face as he just looked at me with shock.

My mind was frozen as I see him. I turn, moving towards the door. I feel him catch my arm, pulling me back.

“You were right,” He says. “That morning. You were right. I shouldn’t blame myself. Turns out, they killed a lot of people… but that didn’t matter either. I did what I did because they were hurting you.” He gulps, looking very shy right now. “I’m glad I ran into you. I’ve been meaning to get that off my chest for a while now.”

I smile at him, nodding. I look around, seeing every dressed in their best before smiling at Jongin. I nod my head towards the door, “Wanna get out of here? Get some real dinner and not some stupid fancy shit?”

“I could use a cheeseburger,” He nods.

“Well lucky for you, I know the best place in town to get one,” I say with a grin.

As we leave, I see Jongin stop by a man taller than him. His white colored dyed hair styled perfectly as he looked at Jongin, nodding. Jongin catches up, grabbing my hand with his before pulling me towards the door.

“By the way,” He says as we walk towards all the cars here, “I’m thinking of this as a date.”

“Is it considered too slutty that I put out before even the first date, then,” I ask as a joke.

“Who cares,” He says, “Life is short. Live it up the way you want.”

I couldn’t help but smile and agree to that.

[cnchoe-imagines]

sexting with them; full group

anonymous request: can you do an hc about sexting w/ them? if that's too dirty it's totally cool <3

a/n: sorry for the wait bby !! hope u enjoy xoxo (thank u @babyycnco for your help translating!! i would have been completely lost without your help!! everyone go check out my queen’s writing, it’s amazing !! xoxo - tatianna)

christopher ↴

yall im already sweating

ok this boi sexts a Lot

like if he’s out on tour expect your phone to be blowing up every night

he might start off a little mild like: “te extraño amor :(”

and you’re like aww poor boy bc ofc you’ve missed him all these months too

but while you’re typing some sort of sweet text back u get some pics

and that pic isn’t soft (no pun intended lmfao)

the first one is one of his cliche shirtless selfies

but the next one is like his lower stomach with that perfectly light happy trail leading to the not so small bulge in his boxers (ecuador doesn’t have the second biggest dick size in the world for me to diss my man like that)

anyway

he’s like “el pensamiento de tu cuerpo me vuelve loco”

or some greasy shit like that

but u still getting hot and bothered like ‘damn ok boi’

so you ask him to call you ofc and by some MIRACLE he can and WOW are u glad he did

his grunted moans filter through the phone, and you can hear the smirk on his lips

“te gusta la foto, baby?”

you can’t argue at all bc who would

anyway he’s gonna tell u EVERYTHING he wants to do

about how he wants to eat you out/suck you off

“tengo tantas ganas de saborearte”

leave hickeys all over your body

and he’ll make sure you’re touching yourself the whole time

makes u scream his name when u cum

(honest to god he might cum first just hearing u moan alone jdfskfjsdk we love)

richard ↴

OK THIS BOI HAS NO LEADUP UNLIKE OUR ECUADORIAN BITCH

he be sliding into your dms like he’s a fuckboy from tinder who you’ve never spoken to before

“ay baby hit me up with those nudes tho? 👀“

luckily for him you’ve got a new outfit/look to show off

so you send the pic,, making sure to leave out just enough to tease him

and damn u better BET he’s riled up

anyway he gets right to the point pretty quickly

“vamos, ya sabes que quiero ver más”

“abre más tus piernas”

“enséñame todo”

and in return you’re gonna get some hot ass pics of his tattooed chest and big dick--

if you’re lucky you could get some videos or audio messages too

YALL his groans are heavenly ok that boy sounds like he’s growling istg

“dios, tengo tantas ganas de cogerte”

“¿me estás imaginando ahí? más te vale”

he’s gonna have u cumming quickly just saying

bde even when he’s miles away 

we stan

zabdiel ↴

sigh

look he’s definitely going into this quickly

no leadup like richard

he’ll send u a pic of him hard in his jeans like :)

“no pude dejar de pensar en ti todo el día.”

and you’re like BITCH didn’t u have an interview today jskdfcjsd u rlly were out there poppin a boner on my behalf god bless

anyway

despite being v v forward

he’s gonna tease u FOREVER

sends u hella videos of him jacking off and moaning and all that good ish

“me aseguraré de que no me olvides”

and you’re like LMFAO with a dick like that how could i

moving on

he’s gonna have u like crying from orgasm denial i bet my life on it

you’ll be messaging him about how badly u need to cum and he’s like “lol nah”

“no querrías que te castigara, ¿verdad?”

and even though he’s miles away you can still feel the truth behind his words

so you don’t cum until he lets u

u just have to listen to his voice as he tells u about how much he misses u sucking him off

“he extrañado tanto tu boca.”

you’re gonna need those ultra soft tissues to wipe your tears and a ten hour nap after he’s done with you just saying

joel ↴

ok he’s a lazy boi

but passionate as fuck

he’s probably stressed as hell

because i don’t think he’d initiate something like this otherwise

so it’s probably you who does

anyway he’ll ask for some pictures/videos

and he’ll be VERY thankful

and he’ll let that be known

“dios, eres tan perfecta”

“tu cuerpo es tan perfecto”

“extraño tocarte”

he might send some audio clips too

“gracias por las fotos, gracias”

lots of thank yous and praise

he’s very vocal about how much he loves this experience with you

he’ll definitely send some pics back too

“mira lo que me haces” 

with a pic of him biting his lip

hair stuck to his forehead with sweat

and dick hard against his stomach

im sweating whoops

anyway when you cum it’s v powerful

and you can tell he feels the same

sends u a bunch of heart emojis and other soft shit afterwards

:’)

erick ↴

ok he’s a BABY

so imma keep this a little soft u know how it be

anyway i feel like you guys would be texting and it would just turn into sexting

you guys would be talking about how much you miss each other, how lonely you’ve been, how the tour has been going, etc.

and then erick is like “u know what fuck this”

“¿podemos hablar de otra cosa, amor?”

and you’re like ofc bebe what?!

and THEN the pics start

like chris they start with some good shirtless selfies

and you’re like,, oh,, that’s where this conversation is going

“te he extrañado tanto a ti y tu cuerpo, mi ángel.”

lots and lots of audio clips

so !! much !! praise !!

and ofc you have to send some back

and you notice how much weaker his voice gets as you do

“gracias, nena”

“tan perfecta”

ejdsfkafdjds he’s the type to not be quiet AT ALL bc it just goes over his head

and the boys the next day are like :)))))

‘erick can you stfu the next time, thanks !’

and he’s super embarrassed but also like ‘hah they think im the young baby but they’re WRONG :D’

no,, erick,, u are

anyway he doesn’t give a fuck about their complaints and u guys make sexting a normal occurrence lmfao

[obsessedbybucky]

do all the questions :x (now i'm the small dick with a lot of balls)

Here I did them all bb

1: Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused right now?There's this guy I've been talking to for more or less three weeks and I've gone to see him at his job and chill with him and all and he looked interested. He even asked me to come hang out by his place this morning. It was the single most boring morning I've ever had. We didn't do anyhing, kiss/sex/etc, and all he did was talk and drink and smoke and play with his tattoo things, idk man. Then he tells me he's going to sleep and I'm ???? Ok??? So I left, and before I left he told me he would text me when he woke up. He didnt. Idk man.

2: Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone?The only person that's ever done that to me was one of my best friend's ex I fucked on his birthday. He was sweet. My best friend was happy for us but it didn't work so

3: If your significant other smoked pot, would you care?Nah fam

4: Do you find it easy to trust others?Very

5: What were you doing at 11PM last night?Sleeping and I received a text from my friend saying her significant other was just being diagnosed with cancer.

6: You’re drunk and lost walking down the road; who is with you?Me, myself and I probably

7: What would you do if you found out you had been cheated on?Probably nothing lmao

8: Are you close with your dad?Haven't seen him in a decade

9: I bet you kissed someone last night, right?Damn I wish

10: What are you listening to?Some NSYNC

11: You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life - what is it?Mcdonald's Caramel Iced Coffee

12: Do you like hickeys?Never had one

13: What time do you go to bed?Around 9 am

14: Is there someone who continuously lets you down?544444444444444rThis is kinda sad but my best friend. Also Lucas but fuck Lucas.

15: Can you text as quickly with one hand as you do both?Not really lmao

16: Do you always answer your texts?Depends on who's texting

17: Do you hate the person you fell the hardest for?Yeah man. What he did what unnecessary and uncalled for.

18: When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?Some hours ago

19: Is there someone that makes you happy every time you see them?Probably my best friend. And up until yesterday morning, it was the guy from question 1

20: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?"I hope he really will text me later"

21: Is anyone else in the room with you?Nope

22: Do you believe what goes around comes around?Yeah man

23: Were you happier four months ago than you are now?Yeah, I was at the peak of my happiness

24: Is there someone you wish you could fix things with?So many people man

25: In the past week, have you cried?I don't remember tbh

26: What colour is the shirt you are wearing?Grey, black and blue

27: Do people ever call you by your last name?When I was younger

28: Is anyone ignoring you right now?The guy from question 1

29: Do you have a best friend?I have two

30: Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the last person you kissed?Yeah, even though it was a whole month ago and I know he wants nothing to do with me

31: Who was your last call/text message from?One of my two best friend

32: Are you mad at anyone?So many people tbh

33: Have you ever kissed someone older than you?I only ever kissed one person that was younger than me

34: How old will the last person you kissed be on his/her next birthday?23 or 24, I'm not sure

35: How many more days until your birthday?92 days

36: Do you have any summer plans yet?Not really

37: Do you have any good friends of the opposite sex?Not really

38: Are you keeping anything from your best friend(s) now?Yep

39: Do you have a secret that you’ve never told anyone?Yep

40: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?Ah man, so many times

41: Do you think age matters in relationships?Depends, really

42: Are you available?As fuck

43: How many people have you had real, strong feelings for since high school ended?at least 5, not sure if there's more though

44: If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?I want my lip piercing back

45: Do you believe exes can be friends?Hell to the nope

46: Do you regret anything?So many things man

47: Honestly, what’s on your mind right now?The fact that my best friend's significant other's got cancer and the dude from question 1. In between these questions I went to a McDonald's to get some iced coffee and I wanted to get some cigarettes and he works at the gas station next to it and I knew he finished at 7 and it was past 7 so I went to go there but I saw him so I noped the fuck out and I told my sister to get my cigs for me and he told her he saw me nope the f out on my way there. it's been 45 minutes, I thought he would text me to ask me why but nah. He just doesnt give a fuck man, depresses me.

48: Did you ever lose a best friend?Yeah

49: Was your last kiss a mistake?Not really, he was the most gorgeous person I've ever kissed. Even though he was a real asshole afterwards, 18/10 would do it again

50: Why aren’t you pursuing the person you like?I don't think he likes me, he actually made it pretty clear.

51: Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry?Yep. Some awkward story, let me tell you

52: Do you still talk with the person you LAST kissed?He works at my job so if we work together he talks to me, idk

53: What was the last thing you ate?Cookies

54: Did you get any compliments today?No, which is a shame bc look at me, i'm gorgeous

55: Where are you going on your next vacation?Back to Montreal bitchessssss

56: Do you own anything from other countries?Yeah, some things I bought when I was in New York. The other things are from ebay and shit.

57: Are most of your friend guys or girls?Girls

58: Where have you lived most of your life?Charlevoix, Quebec, Canada, which is disgusting

59: When was the last time you took a long drive?Last weekend

60: Have you ever played Spin the Bottle?No???? And I dont know why???

61: Have you ever TPd someone’s house?Nope

62: Who do you text the most?My best friend

63: What was the last movie you saw?Begin Again I think, of Me Before You

64: What’s preventing your current boyfriend/girlfriend from going back to their ex?Have no bf/gf

65: How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have in 2011?Lmao under 0

66: Is the last person you kissed younger than you?Nope

67: Do you curse around your parents?I do

68: Are you happy with where you live?Kinda

69: Picture of yourself?Nah

70: Are you a monogamous person or do you believe in open-ended relationships?I don't even really believe in relationships tbh. I'm 18 and never had any

71: Have you ever been dumped?We weren't in a relationship but it did felt like I was dumped real hard

72: What do you most like about making out?The touching and the kissing, idk, I just love everything about it.

73: Have you ever casually made out with someone who you weren’t seriously involved with?Lmao always

74: When you kiss someone for the first time, is it usually you who initiates it or the other?Them

75: What part of a person’s body do you find most attractive?The stomach. If they have abs, there's 96% chance I'd bang them

76: Who was the last person you talked to last night before you went to bed?My best friend

77: Had sex with someone you knew less than an hour?Lmao yeah

78: Had sex with someone you didn’t know their name?Happened once

79: What makes your heart flutter and brings a big cheesy smile to your face?When someone kisses me

80: Would you get involved with someone if they had a child already?Yeah why not

81: Has someone who had a crush on you ever confessed to you?Yeah, awkward

82: Do you tell a lot of people when you have a crush?YEAH LMAO

83: Do you miss your last sweetie?No, fuck that fucktard

84: Last time you slow danced with someone?Never

85: Have you ever ‘dated’ someone you’ve never met?Nope, except when I was like 11

86: How can I win your heart?Be attractive and give me compliments.

87: What is your astrological sign?Taurus

88: What were you doing last night at 12 AM?Sleeping man

89: Do you cook?Does mac and cheese count?

90: Have you ever gotten back in touch with an old flame after a time of more than 3 months of no communication?Yeah omg weirdly

91: If you’re single right now, do you wish you were in a relationship?Sometimes yes, but then I remember I'm a hoe that wants to fuck a lot of people so

92: Do you prefer to date various people or do you pretty much fall into monogamous relationships quickly?Let's put it like that, I've only ever had sex with the same person more than once once, and I did him twice.

93: What physical traits do you look for in a potential interest?I'm very superficial tbh, I like twinks. I love it when they're small.

94: Name four things that you wish you had!A beautiful person to fuck withAt least 2k$A penis and no boobs sometimesFriends tbh

95: Are you a player?I am

96: Have you ever kissed 2 people in one day?I think the most I did was like 4 different people in one evening. Wasn't even playing spin the bottle or anything

97: Are you a tease?yeah

98: Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr?No :(

99: Have you ever been deeply in love with someone?Nope

100: Anybody on Tumblr that you’d go on a date with?Yeah

101: Hugs or Kisses?Kisses

102: Are you too shy to ask someone out?yeah

103: The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?The ass or the stomach

104: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you babe?yep

105: If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was in relationship, would you go for it?Yeah I'm a hoe

106: Do you flirt a lot?yep

107: Your last kiss?Okay so I was out at a bar with some friends and when the bar closed, I got my cellphone and I saw this dude from work texted me and I answered and he replied instantly back. Some friends wanted to go up to this dude's hotel room and I didn't wanna and I couldn't find a taxi. So I drunk called the dude and asked him to come and get me. Which he did. Lots of shit were said during the hella long car drive and once we were at my place, I don't really remember if I kissed him before the bj happened but I definitely kissed him before he got out of my apartment. So yeah.

108: Have you kissed more than 5 people since the start of 2012?lmao way more

109: Have you kissed anyone in the past month?The dude from 107

110: If you could kiss anyone who would it be?Justin Timberlake or Dylan O'brien tbh

111: Do you know who you’ll kiss next?I thought it was the guy I saw yesterday morning but now idk

112: Does someone like you currently?I don't think so

113: Do you currently have feelings for anyone?Nah

114: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?Flings bc hoe

115: Ever made out with just a friend?Yep

116: Are you happier single or in a relationship?Single I guess, never had any relationships.