#it is kinda collab with myself

[vhalesa]

Guess who is actually capable of proper watercolor drawings if she really wants to?

[kedsandtubesocks]

Your boyfriend is missing - but that shouldn’t be a cause for concern… right?

pairing: Satoru Gojo x fem!reader

wc: 5.6k

warnings & tags: 18+ ONLY MDNI. dark elements. roleplay that can be read as yandere like behavior, heavy prey/predator, stalking, moment of home intrusion, fear & knife play, sexual allusions, a lot of licking and spit, finger sucking, themes of terror and fear, feral Gojo, aftercare, reader is called (doll, pretty, baby, angel) also everyone is alive & nothing hurts AU…if I missed anything please let me know

a/n: this is my second submission to Willow’s Haunted House Collab! To be honest…this is my first time writing content like this so I’m a little nervous about posting this piece so I appreciate you taking the time to read and hope you enjoy! Also big thank you to @willowser & @skeletoncowboys for being the best (and worst) little devils on my shoulder to get me to write this

You’re still surprised Shoko knows this many people. But then again a part of you isn’t.

The Halloween party fills every inch of her nice Tokyo apartment. The array of colored lights dance against the wild costumes and you wonder if you’ve slipped into a pocket of wonderland.

Taking a sip of your drink you also now curiously wonder if your faux blood sucking boyfriend has fallen down a rabbit hole himself.

The original plan was to go in matching couples outfits. But once your slightly erratic boyfriend spotted the dracula outfit at the costume store his grabby hands immediately snagged it.

“I’ll look hotter in this one. You understand right, angel?” Satoru triumphant grin said enough.

Begrudgingly, you did. And you couldn’t deny how gorgeous he looked.

White summer cloud hair slicked back, the realistic fake vampire fangs he wore, and even borrowing your eyeliner to add shadow like depth around his piercing baby blues -

He was the dream of every dark supernatural romance novel.

Now among the blaring music and excited chatter of the party your handsome vampire has slipped through your fingers.

Your feet are starting to ache and your soft bed is calling you home. So you decide to scan the crowd for him.

From your spot in the kitchen your attention flickers out to the thick of the party in the living room. You spot Haibara laughing so bright and looking adorable in his spooky scarecrow costume. Nanami stands beside him, simple devil horns on top of his head and a slightly amused grin coloring his distinguished features.

Geto, dressed in his rather impressive phantom of the opera costume, has been attracting a small crowd. He sits on the couch telling scary stories with the others around him. The look of both a composed storyteller and eager listener paints his handsome face even with the mask covering half his face.

Your eyes continue their search among the party.

Along the stretch of the wall lined with grand windows stands an ink blot like figure.

The apartment’s dim soft lighting mixes with the fun colorful lights strung up. Strange shadows fall among the space and at times you’ve caught it playing tricks on your eyes.

Except you clearly can focus on the striking presence across from you.

The stranger wears an all black cloak that makes them stick out against the windows.

And they wear a ghost face mask that completely obstructs any hope of discovering who this is.

The mask stares out so blankly and it’s a bit unnerving.

People chat unphased. A small group even starts an impromptu dance circle at the new upbeat pop song playing. Everyone exists unaware, or possibly uncaring, at the strange presence of the ghost face.

Yet this person stands so still. The mask also seems to be staring directly at you.

It could be someone needing a small break from the party the same way you lingered in the kitchen alone.

Then ghost face lifts a gloved finger up to the mask’s lips.

Shh…

A strange flutter you can’t fully describe rises in your gut. You simply brush off the action as someone being funny.

You now leave the kitchen to fully hunt for your missing boyfriend.

“Have you seen Gojo?” You ask around but the answers are all the same.

“Nope!” Haibara’s bright response comes with an unworried smile.

“No thank goodness,” the same answer comes from both Nanami and Utahime.

“Maybe he turned into a bat and flew away.” Geto, ever the teasing jokester, has you rolling your eyes.

Shoko jokingly even says “who?” when you ask her.

Now you think your boyfriend has decided to be childish and hide in the bathrooms or closet. Because who else would try to be funny and run away during a party but Gojo.

Shoko, with a carefree wave, grants you free range to explore her place.

You’ve been here plenty of times, but now with so many people in the space an annoyed edge bubbles in you. You want to go home. Now you’re having to peek around hoping to spot your ridiculous boyfriend. And there are no signs of him.

Annoyed and frustrated you snag your phone to simply message him.

[Where are you?!]

It takes a moment, but a message comes in from ‘My Bestest Most Handsome Boyfriend Ever.’

Said boyfriend simply replies with one lone emoji.

[🤫]

Another message rushes in. It again is nothing but emojis.

[🤭😘]

Simmering annoyance doubles, tempting to turn into frustration, and you rapidly message him back.

[Satoru I wanna go home and if you keep up this up I’m leaving you]

You’d call a ride or see if someone can take you back. You would leave him here.

A notification chime comes.

[let’s play a game baby 🤍]

[oh so me trying to find your ridiculous ass around Shoko’s apartment isn’t a game?]

[so rude!]

[but maybe it is 😜]

You call his phone. It goes straight to voicemail and you want to scream.

You angrily type out another message and hit send.

[fine whatever, you do whatever you want I’ll see you at home]

His reply rushes in surprisingly fast.

[head home angel, I’ll see you when I get there 🤍]

Now that sparks a strange curious peak in you.

But still so annoyed you angrily close your messages. You’re about to head out of the corner of the hallway you’ve been hanging out in.

So deep in your thoughts, you take one step and run into someone -

The ghost face stranger.

You thankfully don’t collide into him. However, your step falters seeing how close the person is to you.

The black robed body fully faces you, their back to the party, as they stand so direct.

“Oh, uh excuse me.” You mutter and avert your eyes worried as you slide past the stranger.

Not a sound comes, not even a reply. The chilling silence, the looming presence, the dark shadow blocking out the light, it feels like you’re trying to tiptoe past something dangerous.

Out of the hallway you check your phone again.

Still nothing from Gojo.

“Fine, stay here.” You huff out loud thinking maybe he’ll hear you.

A soft whisper of your boyfriend’s voice comes.

“…Baby…��

It cuts through the party even on the gentle breeze you heard it. Quickly you look around, but nothing. Still no sign of Satoru. You glance over your shoulder to check behind you.

Instead of being at the previous spot in the highway, ghost face now peers out from the edge of the hallway's entrance.

The plastic hollow mask continues staring so directly at you that a strange unsettled alarm twists your stomach.

It couldn’t be….

But then again…

You shake away curious and cloudy thoughts wanting to form. Turning on your heels you rush to Shoko’s side and announce you’re going to head out.

Nanami, like a true golden knight he should’ve dressed as, offers to drive you home. Haibara happily decides to tag along. Before you head out, a message alert rings from your phone.

[Come find me downstairs!]

You groan. Of course he managed to slip away from the apartment entirely.

“Sorry guys. I’ll meet you two down in the garage. I think I know where my idiot ran off too.” You sigh and thankfully Nanami understands with his saintly patience.

As you slip into the hallway, the noise of the party fades into a muted soft hum.

After navigating Shoko’s labyrinth-like apartment building you arrive at the main floor downstairs. And of course, your boyfriend again is nowhere to be found. In fact, the beautiful sleek modern lobby is vacant. Normally someone sits at the front desk that is currently empty. In the dark evening, the quiet lurks with an unsettling hollowness.

So you quickly message Gojo.

[where are you??]

No response.

You should’ve known this was going to happen.

The eerie silence, the lack of commotion in this normally occupied space, a strange anxiety swarms in your chest. It drains out the annoyance you had for your boyfriend because now, you just want to leave.

Not wanting to stay here anymore you simply head to the elevator and press the button for the garage.

Footsteps echo behind you and you turn.

Behind you is the ghost face stranger.

Standing so terrifyingly still a chill runs up your back as if you’re staring down an actual ghost, trying to process if this being is real or not. The hollowed out eyes, the deep morphed wide frown, all of it intensifies against the pristine lobby.

Then ghost face tilts their head. The small movement seems so innocent, curious even.

The elevator dings its arrival. Hesitantly you step into the lift while trying to keep your eyes on the stranger.

Once fully inside, a moment of pause comes. It again is just you and the mysterious figure staring at the other.

Suddenly, as if possessed, ghost face runs straight towards you.

Fear rips into you visceral and dizzying. You choke on a scream. Faster and faster he approaches. You shakily scramble to slam on the button to close the elevator doors.

The black robed stranger races closer.

The doors start closing. An arm outstretches hopeful to stop the elevator and terror sinks its fangs into you.

The doors however shut fast.

You’re left staring at the white masks unflinching. The doors fully shut and you watch ghost face disappear out of sight.

The elevator ride is quiet, but your loud heartbeat drums rapidly in your ears. The taste of fear in your mouth has you wondering if you unknowingly transformed into a small creature fleeing from a monster in the woods.

You exhale slowly trying to steady yourself.

The garage thankfully arrives quickly and Nanami and Haibara already wait for you there.

“Are you alright? You seem shaken up.” Nanami notices you with keen eyes.

“Yeah!” You lie as truthfully as you can, even summoning a smile to add to it. “Just feeling a little under the weather now. So I’m just ready to get home.”

That appeases Nanami and the three of you head out.

“So did you find where Gojo went!?”

“No.” You sigh, answering Haibara’s bright question.

“I’m sure he just got called away somewhere and forget to tell you!” He positively suggests.

“Or he’s just playing a trick on me thinking he’s being cute when he’s actually just being a headache.” Your dull annoyed comment has Nanami snorting amused and it warms you.

It helps as a chill air breathes into the dark evening. Softly, a distant rumble of thunder comes. A storm approaches. As you head up to the apartment you already happily think of cozy blankets to end the night.

“Satoru!” You call out.

Silence greets you. So much for meeting you at home.

You start the search again. The bathroom, the extra guest bedroom and even the guest bathroom are all once again Gojo-less. You even check underneath the bed and feel silly when you open up the laundry hamper thinking he could have squeezed himself in there as a prank.

But you realize you would’ve at least heard ridiculous giggling at this point. So, you give up.

Ready to turn in for the night you exhaustedly slip out of your costume and into cozier clothes.

You also decide to try calling your dumb boyfriend again. You left your phone charging in the kitchen and head back to grab it.

A flash of lightning comes, a bright surprise illumination dancing from the window. It draws your attention away for a split moment.

You turn and now before you the ghost face masked stranger stands in your kitchen.

Terror seizes you and you freeze in its grasp.

Ghost face’s presence in your warmly light kitchen reminds you of someone taking a sharpie and placing a solid swipe against a scenic painting. It is a terrifying distortion.

“Satoru.” You snap even though your voice wavers.

The masked stranger shakes their head.

No.

“Sorry doll,” You don’t recognize the voice replying to you. It’s deep warped and distorted. Plus your boyfriend never once called you that - doll.

“Don’t know who this Satoru guy is, but he’s lucky gettin’ to come home to you.” The deep and static like masculine voice purrs.

Your heart drops into your stomach

Now truly staring at the cloaked intruder, you realize how large ghost face is. His broad shoulders fill out the space and he radiates an imposing looming force.

Your eyes stay focused on him but you realize if you move fast, you could maybe reach your phone charging.

So you bolt with all your might.

But the masked man is faster.

In two rapid steps he stops you. With a gloved hand the stranger yanks you into his hold. A scream almost escapes you. But it’s knocked out when ghost face curls around you from behind.

A strong sturdy arm wraps itself across your chest.

“Now now doll,” the intruder tsks light. “And here I thought we could play a lil’ game.”

The gleam of the knife comes first from the corner of your eye. Then, the pointed tip starts running up the side of your body with a delicate leisure ease.

Your eyes go wide as the large kitchen knife effortlessly tracing up a path closer to you. It drags across your clothes, slow and unbothered in its pace.

“You know,” ghost face muses. “You really are a cute one.”

A twinkling glee leaks into the distorted voice.

“Let’s play that game I mentioned, yeah?” He continues.

Your throat goes dry as the knife now drags easily up your chest closer to your face.

“I’m a big fan of hide and seek.” The masked man purrs.

The solid arm that was across your chest now slides up allowing his gloved hand to softly curl around your neck. There is no pressure, just the simple chilling sensation of his presence against your skin. It’s a reminder that at any moment he could tighten his hand on your throat.

“You’re just so cute that I wanna chase ya and keep you forever.” His voice manages to drop deeper, entrenched in something dreadfully haunting.

“I’ll give you five minutes to go run and hide,” he whispers softer and deeper. The white plastic of the mask gingerly scrapes against your face. Your body coils a tense knot of emotions you can’t even seem to sort through.

“And then, I’ll go and find you.” His voice oozes out a rich low confidence.

Then cool metal presses against your cheek. Your eyes snap down and find a knife lying flat against your face. Your heart trips over in itself.

Confused panic now clashes with something dangerously dark you dare not name. It only worsens when a gloved thumb strokes your throat soft, reverently, and a heat licks up your body.

“Get to hidin’ doll… run.” Ghost face whispers.

Then he violently rips himself away from your body and like being unleashed from a cage you bolt.

You don’t even turn around to look at the masked man. Instead you dash further into the apartment.

Your first thought is to crawl under one of the beds. But your heart pounds so fast that any true proper thoughts get scrambled.

All you can think of is the closet, the large walk-in closet you share with Satoru.

Rapidly you rush inside it. You wonder if you should hide standing up along your boyfriend's large amount of tall clothes that could possibly hide you.

Until you spot it - a wonderful carved out space you can crouch in.

Once you wiggle your way in you try settling into the space. Breathing slowly in and out you try to gather yourself together. The length of Satoru’s clothes you hope will work as a cover or even a makeshift barrier to hide you.

Safe within the smell of the cologne lingering on your boyfriend’s clothes, you close your eyes to settle yourself down even more.

You sit in the silence. Tension crawls on your skin.

Time begins feeling sticky and the minutes seem to all glue together. You don’t know how long you’ve been in here or how long you will be.

Then heavy boots slowly march into the bedroom.

Your eyes snap open. The footsteps are leisurely, imposing. Your heart jolts hearing every step.

A slow dread that has been spilling into you like an hourglass now shatters as the footsteps draw closer to the door. Out of panic you can’t help but move your hands over your nose and mouth to keep quiet.

The door creaks open and your heart stops.

Your body tenses up at the sight of the black thick boats stomping into the closet.

Then the light of the closet flickers on illuminating the space.

“You in here, pretty?” the masked man calls out.

The air in the room evaporates as you stay as quiet as you can.

From the way his boots shuffle he seems to be glancing among the hanging clothes trying to find you in the space you thought of hiding in earlier.

A sigh comes from your masked intruder, soft and defeated almost.

He starts walking out of the closet. You rationalize that he must already be bored of trying to find you here. A small dosage of relief fills your body. Your eyes even shut close again as you exhale.

You take a moment to gather yourself in your sheltered space.

Simply breathing in and out, your hands stay against your face to keep you quiet.

Wearily you open your eyes.

Ghost face now kneels before you and peeks at you through the dangling clothes.

You’re thankful your hands still clutch over your face because you let out a small squeak of a scream.

His gloved waves at you gently and teasingly.

Before you can move, before you can even stand up, firm hands dart out. Ghost face grabs your ankle and drags you out of your little hidden cave.

Your body slides out with such ease, without any hesitation. You can’t even process how fast it happens. All you can do is stare up at the looming man above you staring down with the hollowed out soulless eyes.

His entire frame, large and imposing, blocks most of the light from the closet. It bathes him in a hauntingly eerie superposition of a black stain against a sun.

“Hi there doll,” He coo’s. “Knew you couldn’t escape from me.”

His gloved hand reaches out and holds your face firm.

The knife’s sharp edge drags up your body, a slow and casual pace. Your heart crawls into your throat as you lie beneath the power of this haunting force.

It’s simply you and him.

And then the ghost face mask man suddenly giggles.

It’s a playful giggle you know so well that not even the voice distortion can hide it.

It’s the one you hear whenever you trip over your own shoes, or when your boyfriend happily steals your fries…

“Satoru.” You breathe out steadier than you expected. A range of emotions tingles all over your body.

“No.” The voice replies but there's a twinkle in the tone now. “It’s me…scary ghost face man!”

“Satoru.” You repeat firmer.

“Who’s that? Is that your boyfriend? He sounds hot.”

You roll your eyes and are about to sit up when ghost face instead sits back releasing his firm grip on you.

The hand previously on your face moves to the mask and lifts it up.

Even before the rest of his face is revealed you spy the widest toothy smile ever. The mask completely slides up and now shining blue skies stare at you.

The eyeliner he put on earlier for his vampire costume is now a smudged mess from the heat of the mask. It paints him in a grunge like appearance that unfortunately for you looks devilishly hot on him

Still, you can’t help but pout at him.

“You should’ve set a timer. I don’t think you waited a full five minutes to let me hide.” You challenge as you start taking off his gloves.

“Yes I did! I even went and took a few selfies on your phone to let the time run!” Satoru challenges back pouting.

Of course he took pictures.

You can’t help but snort. However as you slide off the thick black gloves, your eyes gloss over a bit. The high, the adrenaline, the fantasy, is fizzling away.

Before you can even say anything, Gojo cries a dramatic sob. He flops down to lie completely on top of you.

“Satoru!” You wheeze as he clutches onto you like a childish koala.

Dramatically loud, Satoru wails your name. He rubs his sweaty face against yours. Yet, his bare hands hold you so delicate.

“Are you okay?” Your boyfriend gently asks genuine, low and cautious as if someone else can hear him.

You nod on an exhale. Your body strangely enough feels comforted with the weight of your protector against you.

Your face turns to burrow against his. The scent of his skin, the soft warmth he constantly radiates, all become a lifeline guiding you back.

The sensation running through your body reminds you of walking out of a haunted house attraction or even finishing an intense scary film. Those types of experiences become a way of facing terror as something fleeting, giving you a moment of fear without truly being in actual danger. It’s why you had even jokingly suggested this play in the first place.

Satoru and you had been costume shopping when he first tried to jump out and scare you. Instead he wore a ridiculous deformed bunny mask.

You simply stared at him bored and told him how ridiculous he looked.

“Aw! Where's your Halloween spirit babe?!” He cried.

You shrugged then went back to glancing at the adorable witch costumes.

“Maybe if it was another mask I saw you chasing me in I’d get scared.”

“Oh yeah?” His voice dipped in an intrigued low purr. “You want me to chase you around?”

“Satoru!” You had hissed in embarrassment and even swatted at him.

Gojo leaned down closer making sure nobody heard him as he whispered to you.

“It’s okay, angel. I kinda wanna chase you around too.”

The true serious conversation that occurred at home after that shopping trip led to this exact moment and you still can’t believe it.

Earlier in the week Satoru had coyly suggested wearing the ghost face costume instead of his vampire one. You had playfully shrugged and didn’t think he was serious.

But of course, you shouldn’t be surprised at anything your boyfriend does any more.

“I still can’t believe you managed to change at the party without me even knowing.” You comment.

“Oh that was easy! I just used Shoko’s private bathroom. I even told her to play along if you came looking for me. She also called us sexy freaks.” Gojo happily chirps, a bit proud, and your face heats up so fast you want to claw it off.

You could never look at Shoko again for the rest of your life, but you would manage.

Satoru shifts now to slide you better into his arms as he maneuvers to rest on the floor beside you.

You and him clutch each other warm and tight.

“As fun and hot as this was…I don’t like seeing you look genuinely scared.” He mutters softly against your forehead.

“You had been doing so good and looked so brave. I felt proud. But when I got you in here, you really did look so spooked.” Gojo continues. His voice trails into a soft tone you’ve learned is reserved only for you.

You had been scared, got caught up in the atmosphere.

“You just did your job a little too well.” You joke with a dry chuckle.

“Obviously.” Gojo scoffs. “Did you expect anything less?”

He really is a terror in his own way and you playfully pinch his side.

“You’re lucky you didn’t get too scary. If you did, I would've had to call my strong sorcerer boyfriend to beat you up.” You tease.

“Oh? Your strong sorcerer boyfriend? Are you sure he isn’t the strongest?” Gojo muses bright.

“Not really.” You grin.

He scoffs.

“You might as well have just taken the knife and stabbed me with it because your words have injured me!”

“Heal yourself then mister strongest sorcerer .” You deadpan.

Playfully Gojo lightly bites your cheek.

“But are you okay… Really?” His tone holds a tenderness and undertone of worry.

“I am, I promise.” You squeeze him firm and tight, even begin rubbing your hand against his shoulder.

“Are you feeling okay?” You ask firmer now.

Gojo nods, snuggling his face closer to you.

There on the floor, you and Satoru decompress. You find it comforting. After such a high adrenaline play, simply resting with him on the floor feels as if you are easing back into your skin. It’s the solidity of reality settling.

“Wait, how did you manage to change your voice?” You perk up curious.

Satoru happily whips out a simple handheld voice changer.

“I wanted to go all out.” He proudly explains with a beaming grin.

“Please tell me you didn’t use a real knife, did you?”

“Of course not!” Gojo shrieks insulted. “I bought a real fancy prop one online when I ordered my fangs!”

For some reason the thought of him spending money on an expensive movie like type prop makes you almost squawk in horror.

Satoru even playfully stabs your side with the fake knife. The poke comes hard but does nothing and you swat at him annoyed now. He snickers gleefully, a devilish gremlin.

His large calloused hand slides up your face. It kicks you out of your thoughts and your attention flickers back to Satoru.

Your boyfriend stares down at you with an interesting gleam in his eyes. His oceanic eyes are like that of a hunter gazing at its prey with a collected composure trying not to jump and consume.

On top of his cloud hair the ghost face mask still sits.

Satoru Gojo leans above you a beautiful terror of a sight. The gleam from the closet’s light illuminates a faint halo-like glow around him. It also electrifies his bright blue eyes. The black kohl liner now even makes them stand out even more.

The dormant arousal that had simmered earlier now reawakens raw in your body as warmth trickles across your skin. Your eyes even haze over as they stare at his soft lips.

Before you can even say anything, Satoru sweeps down fast and low. A creature striking fast, he captures your lips with his.

His tongue without hesitation licks into your mouth with a devastating dizziness. You clutch onto him tight and desperate. He’s kissing you like you will fade away at any moment, or like he’s enjoying his reward.

His lips chase after yours so messily, sloppily and without any finesse. Teeth click and even spit seems to slip more and more around your mouth.

Suddenly he starts licking at the spit that’s coated your lips and corner of your cheek. He seems possessed as he simply licks at you without any care. Gojo slides his tongue down to your jaw and tastes the salt of your skin.

He nips and bites softly at every inch of you he can reach. You’re reminded of a beast trying to consume with a feral want. A prickling heat now scourches across your body.

Caught up in that same frenzy Satoru kisses down your body over your clothes until he reaches your shorts.

Wearily you open your eyes to glance down at him.

Between your legs is a sight that melts your brain. With his holy angelic eyes, electrified and blown out, along with the terrifying ghost face mask on his cloud head, Satoru is a blissful frightening sight.

He breathes out your name, a ghostly whisper.

Cerulean eyes are now bottomless oceans as he kisses your core over your shorts repeatedly. You whine breathless and desperate, wanting him closer. Glancing down, you see Satoru once more stares up at you with a devouring hunger that has your eyes closing overwhelmed.

He fucks you there in the closet. The taste of it is wild, a frantic claim.

You and him end up entangled with each other, sticky and exhausted still on the floor. The clothes hanging above create a soft canopy.

Satoru’s fingers run up your arm tender while you rest in his arms.

“Who knew the ghost face mask was gonna do that for us huh? Guess Shoko was right. This really means we’re really a pair of certified hot freaks now.”

You screech a horrified sound and want to pummel your annoying boyfriend.

“What!? This is hot as hell baby!” Gojo argues back proudly, almost smug, and it only makes you angrily wiggle away from him.

Of course he keeps you firmly captured in his strong hold and doesn’t budge an inch.

“What if we try this again but with another mask?” Satoru asks dreamily.

“You’re already a clown, you don’t need another mask.” You reply.

“BABY!?” He sobs out absolutely horrified and dramatically hurt. You laugh and curl tight against this stronghold of a man.

“You wound me! I absolutely for sure have internal bleeding right now!” He continues sobbing while he burrows his face against the top of your head.

Being on the floor for so long starts aching so you slowly sit up. Gentle warm hands begin rubbing your back while you stretch. Glancing around at all the discarded clothing littering the floor, you spot the ghost face mask. In the heat of the moment your fingers had carded through Satoru’s soft hair and the mask slipped off.

It so innocently yet hauntingly stares out with those vacant hollow void eyes. A strange urge crawls up your neck and sinks its fangs into you. Grabbing it you turn back to Satoru who stares up at you with a dreamy softness.

“Oh?” He catches the sight of the mask and sits up. His curiosity sparks awake playful and fast. “What do you have in mind?”

You softly shush him and gently slide the mask over him.

With it completely covering his face, knowing fully it’s him and not having to pretend, does break the illusion.

However, it cracks open something new that is dangerously raw and hungry.

Your thumb strokes the side of his face where the soft latex of the mask covers his cheek.

Leaning forward you kiss him over the mask. You taste the annoying synthetic fabric of the mask. Yet a wild heat comes when you feel his lips through the fabric. Satoru’s hands slowly run up to your shoulders to hold you as you kiss him through the fabric.

It ignites a delirious frustration that feels so good. His mouth desperately tries to feel you against the fabric that quickly starts to get wet.

Another raw idea flashes in your mind. Softly you pull away from his lips. You think of Gojo and how his tongue claimed you in a flurry.

So with a soft tentative kitten like attempt, you lick at his lips through the mask.

Something wild unleashes itself in Satoru. He rapidly sweeps you into his arms with his godly strength and simply lifts you up from the floor. His lips moan against yours.

“Keeping this on.” Gojo slurs as he rapidly moves you and him towards the bed.

You shake your head rapidly agreeing. The plush bed hits your back.

Above you, once again the ink stain presence of ghost face stares down at you. Your fingers do ache to run into his hair, across his delicious undercut. But those simple aches are crushed against the clear sight of your Satoru as ghost face. You vividly see Satoru’s broad shoulders, feel the touch of his bare hands caressing your thighs so intently.

“I caught you fair and square, my sweet little treat.” Now it’s his voice, unmodulated and clear as crystal, cooing triumphant underneath the mask.

“Now… I think I wanna unwrap you again.” Gojo whispers and it slices under your skin deliciously.

Beautiful debauched arousal rapidly consumes you as you claw at him wanting him closer.

“You like knowing it’s me under here, baby?” Satoru continues. His fingers begin kneading into your soft thighs, anchoring himself to your body.

His long fingers softly swipe into the slick arousal pooling between your legs and a whimper flutters out of you.

“Me too.” Gojo whispers, almost admitting with a quiet glee.

“I like knowing I'm under here getting to chase you, knowing I’ll always catch you and have you all to myself.”

Pulling his fingers out, they shine coated in your wetness. He slips them under the mask. Suddenly the sound of him sucking fills the room and your mind melts even more.

Satoru groans, drunk on pleasure. Even with the mask hiding his face it somehow heightens the moment and you claw at his arm firmer.

Taking the hint, Gojo slides fully between your legs to draw closer to you. He now takes the fingers in his mouth to slide them into yours.

Your eyes close and roll back. You suck on his wet fingers covered in his spit and the faint linger of your arousal. He begins grinding against you and you moan needed more of him all over again.

It's delicious and dark, this beautiful cobweb of desire you and Satoru are caught in.

“That’s it, angel. Let’s keep enjoying our fun little fright night, yeah?” Your ghost face lover purrs and as you sink into lust’s heavenly darkness, you find you couldn’t agree more.

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

actually extremely pissed off that i forgot to fucking take a pic of a shirt i found at the thrift store it was perfect like it was made for me but it was one size too small and i’ve been trying to look for it online and i can’t fucking find it but ough i keep thinking abt her

[fncreature]

so wato won the fight, huh?

[tophats-tea]

drawing fanart animation (apparently) for Danganronpa: A New Generation until the First Episode Comes Out

Day 4: I didn’t get the achievement for the first fanart of the series so I’m going spend half my day making the first animation apparently

Check out the fangan!

@danganronpa-a-new-generation

[radio-4-is-static]

I’m a cowgirl at heart I’m the one you can count on

- Cowgirl (feat Tomberlin) by Cutouts

[vulpiximisa]

I either underestimated Yamato’s popularity or nobody is pulling him and selling him because there’s no way I’m paying 2000yen for him. I expect it from Riku, but not this guy

[airenyah]

the way i can easily write 7.5k words in a week when i'm writing manifestos on tumblr but struggle to write a single page of scene analysis for a uni assignment in a day 💀💀💀

[boobertronian]

Conventional Gym

Eunbi x 2 Trainers

Continuation of previous chapters

Proofread by @vorrentis

Word counts : 10832 words

All works are fiction

ENJOY !!

Eunbi: "Wait a sec, hiii Karina !!!”

Karina: "Omg Eunbi-unnie!!! What are you doing here ?? Are you having class as well?"

Eunbi: "Yes I do actually! Glad we’re having the same session though, and same studio too!"

Karina: "Yayyyy!!! I'm sorry I never really chatted to you much during music shows and such and we rarely had any comebacks together … but hey we’re here now!! We should go somewhere together after class!"

Eunbi: "Yes we should!! We can go to the market and grab some food and .. how about at my place?"

Karina: "Sounds good unnie !!”

Instructor : "Alright everyone! Let’s start our class today !!”

An hour later…

Eunbi, sipping on the water : "That was one hell of a session … wow that was quite tiring!"

Karina: "But unnie you executed the poses and exercises well!"

Eunbi: "Thanks Karina!! Ok, let’s stretch a bit then go, we should pass by my house! I have some food there but couldn’t finish alone so hopefully you won’t mind?"

Karina: "Of course!! I won’t deny food hehe, I'm a big eater anyway!"

A few hours later, at Eunbi’s apartment

Eunbi: "And voila! Welcome to my place!"

Karina: "Wow it’s so cozy!!”

Eunbi: "Come on in!! Hopefully you don’t mind my little place!"

Karina: "Woah Unnie this is too nice!! I love it, really my type of house!"

Eunbi: “Thank you!! I like to keep it as cozy as possible! For me and my little Geumbi!”

Geumbi runs out and sniffs into Karina’s feet, makes her tickles

Karina: "Sooo cute! I should get a puppy too! My fortune teller told me I'll be fit with a puppy!! Shall we get started on the meal?”

Eunbi: “Yeah, let’s see, you can help me cut off some veggies, and prepare for our table!"

Karina: "I'm down!"

The two start prepping for their meals, cooking quite a feast and started to enjoy their homemade meal.

Karina: "Unnie this is good! Damn we’re so good at this haha! Man I can have you as my chef!"

Eunbi: "Haha, oh well, I'm not that good with cooking anyway, but thank you!"

Karina: "Nahhhh unnie your cooking skills are way better than mine!"

The two enjoyed their food, with Geumbi also being playful, runs around the table making both of them laughs out loud.

For a moment later, after they finished their main courses, they moved onto a smaller coffee table near the sofa, and enjoy their desserts.

Karina: "Man Unnie even the dessert is good! How did you do it?"

Eunbi: "Oh thanks! It’s some tips from my mom and my Izone members, I miss them :pout: "

Karina: "Awww, I miss my members too whenever I'm doing solo endeavors! But hopefully you can spend more time with them soon!"

Eunbi: "I need to! But anyway, Karina, you’re doing so much solo show, and your concert, omg, and that collab with Yujin, your body is amazing!! Is it all thanks to pilates?"

Karina: "Oh actually, it’s pilates, air yoga and calisthenics unnie! I used to do a lot of strength training, later on I kinda switched it to pilates and air yoga for a long time! But after that show with Gym Jung-kook sunbaenim, I need to dive back into the strength and such, so I found out about calisthenics!"

Eunbi: "Oh my Karina you’re so athletic! I'm feeling ashamed of myself! I only do pilates now and I barely do strength training even though I have membership over his Star gym! I should be more serious about it …”

Karina: "I think pilates is good unnie! But yes if you an combine both with strength training you’ll be great!! We’re dancers so I feel like strength trainings really help us to prevent injuries and improve our joint health! My calisthenic coach HELPED me out a lot!"

Eunbi: "Oh wait a minute, did you say you do calisthenics right? am I spelling it right?"

Karina: "Yes unnie! are you … interested in it too? I can show you some moves and ask my coach … “

Eunbi: "Ohh, I'm asking you because… I heard your stories about calisthenics from Jihyo and Nayeon, but I thought I didn’t listen to the right word!"

Karina: "Ah yes Jihyo-unnie and Nayeon-unnie! yes I did tell them about it after I heard their own stories with Muay Thai!"

Eunbi: "Wait… are we .. talking about the same stories? Like … because a few days ago, I was visiting Jihyo’s place, somehow Nayeon was there too so we spent the night. And .. they told me about their “experiences” over Thailand. From what I recount they  …”

“ … had sex with multiple trainers over the facility!”

The two spoke in unison, covering their mouths in surprise.

Karina: “Oh my god! Unnie you know their stories too?  It was pretty wild for me too, because Nayeon-unnie told my little Winter, then I had to ask her again for it. It was pretty crazy they both did that!"

Eunbi: "I know right? When they told me about theirs, I was … you know, very surprised how they got away with it! And nothing made the news too! But yes it was pretty wild they had sex with multiple guys. And also … “

Karina: "Yes unnie?"

Eunbi: "They kinda told me about … your experiences too .. I'm sorry that they spilled that over for me …”

Karina: "Ah.. well, I guess Nayeon-unnie couldn’t keep the secret then, but oh well I don’t blame her, it was .. pretty hot too for me tbh hehe. As long as only people in our idols circles know it’s … fine I think .”

Eunbi: "So … Karina, you … had sex with your trainer? Over the .. calisthenics studio too?"

Karina: "And in his place too unnie, and … many times too hehe”

Eunbi: "Oh wow, really? Man that sounds … hot! But.. how did you get into that situation in the first place?"

Karina: "Well, I … read some nsfw stuffs on tumblr unnie hehe. There are quite a lot of it, especially for Kpop idols like us. I read some stories about me,  and I started to have some fantasies with it, especially the ones I read from a tumblr name boobetronian about me having sex in a gym, so therefore… I was daring and gave it a try hehe. I think… you and I are one of those idols who’s having LOTS of nsfw smuts lol, especially… well, for you unnie, your waterbomb performances, your popularity just gone straight up on that community for fan fictions and nsfw for sure .”

Eunbi: "Oh really? I.. heard of fan fictions but nsfw fan fictions for us? Well, I guess I don’t use internet that often then lol. So you… read a story and then .. you have sex with your trainer? Kinda like … inspirations?"

Karina: "Yes unnie, you can say that ~~. I actually got a lucky shot with my trainer because it was an empty day hehe. I admit that I did get there to train calisthenics since I was curious, I didn’t even think the sex went THAT well ~~. My trainer he was AMAZING in both his calisthenics skills and … sorry I say this but, he fucked me goooood hehe”

Eunbi: "Oh wow, I never thought you would be that … experimental hehe. But oh well, I guess you had a great time.”

Karina: "Unnie, between us two, did you … ever have sex hehe”

Eunbi (giggles ) : "Well .. yes hehe, I did have some fun, why you ask?"

Karina: "Did you … ever have sex somewhere else beside your own place? Or someone else place?"

Eunbi: "Well yes, I had some of my … fun times over waterbombs, some between my comebacks, some over my vacations hehe. They were mostly flings, so I don’t meet those guys anymore, but why did you ask all of sudden?”

Karina: "After you heard my stories and such, you.. ever feel like doing it at the gym or such ~~?”

Eunbi ;"I never did that before, I only had sex in my place … or hotels, but not like a public one like that, even if it’s public only quickies not like .. full on sex like that, let alone having multiple guys. But, that does sound kinda hot though hehe, I'm … actually interested and intrigued that’s why I asked you ”

Jihyo : "Oh yes Unnie, it was hot, and even hotter if it’s unexpected too, or with strangers like that, don’t you think so?"

Eunbi: "Oh yeh hehe, but, I only do mostly Pilates though, well, can’t have that sort of thing at that one …”

Karina: "I thought you said you have have a gym membership? The one with Jong-kook sunbaenim?"

Eunbi: "Oh yes I do! But I haven’t go there for a while though, been too busy .But … you gave me an idea ”

Karina: "Well, I don’t force you to unnie, this thing is quite risky too, and beside if you’re not very into it don’t push yourself ok? But … if you do, hopefully you’ll have your own fun hehe “

Eunbi: "Well, I won’t know if I don’t try hehe, beside, the fans call me waterbomb queen anyway, I'll probably can use that for my own fun hehe”

Karina: "Oh unnie, of course you are, besides we both know how endowed we are, right?"

Eunbi: "We’re blessed.”

At star Gym…

Eunbi: "Okkayyyy so … nobody’s here… huh, I'm too early, well, I thought some people might go early but oh well … it’s 6:30 anyway, better do some stretches”

Eunbi then proceeds to the lockers to change herself.

She wears a pink sport bra with dark purple tights, looking sexy as much as she can to "Attract"Some attentions, but the plan seems to fail for now.

Eunbi: "I guess I'm gonna have to wait for a bit today, seems like it’ll be a bit more crowded later on”

Eunbi keeps on going with her routine, waiting for some new arrivals, but the gym room is still as vacant as ever, as if today isn’t an ideal time for early birds.

Eunbi: "I think my plan just failed terribly… sigh … maybe my luck surely isn’t going well like how the tarot reader been telling me, oh well, if nobody comes I'll just go home then, this idea is quite silly”

Just as Eunbi finished her thoughts, two gym bros walks through the door.

One is a Korean man, the other is a quite tall Caucasian, both looking like pro bodybuilding athletes.

Eunbi: "Ohhhhhh niceeeee hehe, looks like my luck hasn’t run out yet, but still, gotta think of something to attract them.”

As the two guys changed their clothes, Eunbi wows at their impressive physiques, similar to those guys she saw in Physical 100.

As they approach the bench press, Eunbi starts with her attraction plan.

To starts off, she tries to work on her upper body stretch, intentionally moving her upper body ups and downs in front of the mirror, stretching her chest in full.

As the guys didn’t notice her movements, she starts to do lower body mobilities, with some leg stretches and body spin, moving her booty side to side.

Even with that, the guys are still busy pumping on their bench presses, not noticing this curvy woman right in front of them.

Eunbi, feels quite dissatisfied, tries to do some jumping jacks, as her tits bounce beautifully and heavily through each hops, then moving on to high knee taps and butt kickers, all with the intention of body jiggling as much as possible.

She even tries to do some rope skipping, but none of it could catch a single glimpse from the guys.

Eunbi, feels utter disappointments while taking to herself : "Ok this is seriously not working, I'm sweating now but they didn’t even seem to look at me, let alone anything further. Oh well, since I'm already here and already quite warmed up, might just crank some sets then go home, Geumbi might’ve been waiting for me for too long if I keep wasting time here”

With that, Eunbi then grabs two small weights and start with her squat sets, proceeding on to 2-3 sets without even care if she’s catching any attention anymore.

After a while, Eunbi then starts moving onto some shoulders exercises, similar to the way her muscular Sunbae Jong-Kook showed her last time.

But, this time, she’s being a bit greedy, by taking two heavier weights on the rack : "If Karina can do this so can I, let’s go!"

But, things didn’t go well as she thought, the heavier weights seem too much for her, therefore after only a few reps, her shoulders are already tired out, and, even worst, she accidentally drops the weight down to the ground, crashes her water bottle as a result .

Eunbi, with even more disappointments, mumbling to herself : "Omg Kwon Eunbi, what is wrong with you today ??? Ughhhhh, now I have to buy another water bottle!"

All of a sudden, she startles by a voice : "Oh, excuse me, are you ok? I heard some noises and just want to check if you’re ok?"

Eunbi, turns her back and see the muscular man behind her : "Omg you scared me a bit! Phew! I'm very sorry for the noises! I just got some accident with the weights and I have to clean my place up a bit! I'm ok! I didn’t get hurt or anything, just my water bottle got ruined …”

Gym bro : "Ahhh okay, glad you’re doing fine! Btw, are you Kwon Eunbi? The Kpop idol?"

Eunbi: "Well yes I am! Nice to meet you! And you are?"

Gym bro : "The name is Donny! Nice to see you here? Are you a regular here? I've seen some celebrities going here for workouts! I saw Winter from AESPA once in a while!"

Eunbi: "I'm not as regular as I should be honestly, but I'm trying to change that! Very nice to meet you Donny! I see you’re going with your friend?"

Donny: "Yes! He’s American, he’s a close friend of mine, he’s visiting here for a week! You mind if I introduce him to you?"

Eunbi: "No problems!"

Donny (in english) : "Yo Jason! Bro, look who I met here! It’s Kwon Eunbi! The famous idol from Waterbomb!”

Jason, puts his heavy weighted barbell down, walks towards the two : "Hey yo! My name is Jason! Hope I won’t bother you miss!"

Eunbi (in english) : "Hi! Nice to meet you! My name is Eunbi! I'm very sorry my english isn’t too well …”

Jason: "No ma’am! I can hear ya perfectly! So you’re doing some workouts?"

Eunbi: "Yes I do! But I'm having a bit of a problem! I hope I didn’t interrupt yours!"

Jason: "Nah ma’am, we’re all taking our breaks, me and my bro Donny here just cranking our morning session, how about you? You do early session too?"

Eunbi: "Actually this is the first time I go this early! So it’s quiet and I like it!"

Donny: "Bro, she’s a killer! She performs super well and her musics are dope! We’re in luck meeting her dude!"

Eunbi: "Oh my thank you! I'm still having a lot to learn! Gym is something I need to improve for sure!"

Donny: "Dope! You need some help with exercises? Me and Jason here can help you out! We’re not too busy anyway!"

Jason: "Yehh!!! Everything for a good gym culture “ bumps fist with donny

Eunbi: "Oh thank you!! If you don’t mind, I do need help with spotting for some of my exercises, if you can … well .. can you help me check on my forms? I'm still a bit not too careful on that, would be good if there’s someone to help me!"

Jason: "Well yes ma’am! We can workout together if you like!"

Donny: "We’re happy to help one of Kpop most talented, hell yeh!"

Eunbi: "Omg you’re making me shy now with all the compliments! And btw, you can just call me Eunbi is fine!"

Jason: "Alrighty Eunbi what do you need help with? We can give you demos and help ya out!"

Eunbi: "I kinda want to do a full body today! I got some recommendations with Squat Press, Seated Cable Row and Incline Dumbbell press! I would love to have someone check on my forms and such!"

Donny: "Will do, me and my bro Jason been personal coaches for a while, so today your lessons are free of charge !!”

Eunbi: "Let’s go!"

The three then move to the closest dumbbell racks. Once Jason gives Eunbi two small dumbbells, he starts to get into position for his demo.

"Alright Eunbi, we’ll start to get into the normal squat position, stay balance with your feet shoulder-with apart ok? Hold those pair of dumbbells at shoulder height with an overhand grip, palms facing forward, just like how I do!" Jason keeps on talking while explaining to Eunbi:

Eunbi: "Got it!"

Jason: "Sweet! Okay so now engage your core, start lowering yourself down to the squat position like how we do air squat, chest up, keep a neutral spine. Don’t go too deep now for the squat, just keep it 90 degree parallel to the ground. As you rise up press the dumbbells overhead of your shoulders, arms fully extended! Now give it a try! This one will targets your full body, from quads, hamstrings, glutes, shoulders, and core, so it’s a great one!"

Eunbi: "Oh cool! I did this last time but been a while I did it, so this would help me back to it! Alright I'm gonna give it my best!"

Donny: "Control your movement okay Eunbi? Go slow, don’t rush!"

Jason: "Ok Eunbi gimme a 12! 1! 2! 3! 4! That’s it core engage, slow and control! 5! 6 !7! Keep it up! 9! 10! 11! 12! Alright first set!"

Eunbi: "What do you think?"

Jason: "Not too bad! there are some bits we need to fix with your butt winks and also your movements, sometimes you move up a bit fast your forms were losing a bit! so how about one more set!"

Donny: "We can help you to record the vid so we can all check!"

Eunbi: "No problem! Let’s go!"

Eunbi then restarts her new set, this time a bit more properly.

When she squats down then raises her body for the presses, her tits are bouncing slightly up and down with her tight tank top.

At first it wasn’t as noticeable, but the more reps she does, the more her tits bounce to the movements, leaving both Donny and Jason widen their eyes.

Her butt also curve through the squat and  her tight pants even make the cheeks look better, as if the entire exercise was made to showcase her best assets.

At first it wasn’t as noticeable, but the more reps she does, the more her tits bounce to the movements, leaving both Donny and Jason widen their eyes.

Jason: "Damn, those bounces are crazy, defying gravity at this point .. must be the most bouncy I've ever seen .. and that ass...wheww ”

Donny: "Shit, can’t believe one day I can see those jiggle right in front of me ... those fan cams are nothing compared to this ..”

Jason: “ 7! 8! 9 !10! Two more! 11! 12! Alrighty that was better! You’re getting it Eunbi! Better forms for sure! Some little adjustments and you’re good for this one! Watch out when you squat more ok? Don’t go too deep at this point yet!"

Eunbi: "Yayyy! Thanks coach! Can we move onto the next one?"

Donny: "Let’s go! this time lemme show you instead! Let’s get to that bench over there!"

Donny quickly runs to drag the bench a bit closer with his strength.

His big arms pulls the entire bench through the floor like it was nothing, impresses Eunbi along the way .

Eunbi, sipping her water in full excitement while thinking to her self : "Holy damn, those muscle veins, these two are a REAL treat today! wonder if they’re also good at THAT too hehe”

Donny then preps up with some dumbbells and start to explain:

"Alright Eunbi here’s how you’re gonna do some incline bench press: first you pick up the dumbbells off the floor, no matter how heavy they are, just like how I do here using a neutral grip. Then position the ends of the dumbbells in your hip crease, and sit down on the edge of this bench right here “

Eunbi: "Oh sweet!"

Donny: "Once you had all that, lay back and keep the weights close to your chest. Once you are in position, take a deep breath, and press the dumbbells to lockout at the top. Do this carefully if not you might drop the dumbbells on your pretty face!"

Eunbi: "Will do coach!"

Donny: "Then next, you slowly lower the dumbbells, close to around the level of your chest, with control ok? don’t rush on this one too. Everything just take it slow and controlled as possible, then push the dumbbells up to the starting position like this! Remember to keep your shoulder blades together and  hold tight to the dumbbells ok? Don’t arch your back too much too!"

Jason: “ Give it a go Eunbi!"

Eunbi: "Oki dokie!"

Eunbi then grabs on two dumbbells and replicates the movements.

Once she lean her back to the bench, her big tits protrude out to the air, arching up a bit.

Her arms while pushing up the dumbbells, pressing her tits together in each reps as she breathes in and out.

“1! 2! 3! 4! Steady! 5! 6! 7! Stay in your form Eunbi! 8! 9! 10! Two more! 11! 12! First set! Not a bad one!" Donny counts out loud while spotting her elbows with his hands.

Eunbi: "Ok that one was harder than I thought but did I do ok?"

Donny: "Not bad Eunbi, still some adjustments but yep not too bad!"

Jason: "We can go two more sets so you can see some improvements!"

Eunbi: "Alrighty! Let me have my small break then we’ll continue!"

Donny then walks up to Jason who’s pretending to stay on his phone : "Shit dude did you see that? Her tits arch up like crazy. I stands behind her and I couldn’t stop looking at those huge things!"

Jason: "Oh hell yeh bro, I was shocked with that arch too. Fuck man she’s ginormous, I had to held myself a lot more than you think!"

While the bros are quietly chatting to each other, Eunbi smirks at them from afar : “Lol these two, they think I didn’t see their peeks? Jeez, they were literally stare at my breasts like a target. Oh boy they’re gonna get some more of that for sure.“

Eunbi: "Hey guys, shall we start again?"

The two kept on helping Eunbi finishing her sets by grabbing heavier dumbbells for her, once again spotting her with the same movements.

The heavier weights do make her struggle a bit more, sweats are forming in her forehead, her eyes are squinting a bit.

Her tits are still protruding up proudly with the presses, albeit more visible with a bit more arch.

Her breathings are harder every reps, her tits are squishing with every presses, while Donny and Jason are doing their best to both helping her and peeking at her giant tits as if they’re looking at an artwork.

Donny: "Ok 1! 2! 3! 4! Good! 5! 6! 7! 8! 4 more! 9! 10! Two more! 11! 12! That’s great Eunbi! You strived through!"

Eunbi: "That was heavier! Didn’t think I could pull through those last reps!"

Jason: "You’re doing fine Eunbi! At least you could hold the dumbbells pretty properly, some of my previous clients they could barely even do it, their arms were shaking so much! you’re doing VERY FINE! Even better at least you didn’t accidentally drop the wight on yourself too, oof, I got a handful of that back then!"

Eunbi: "Ouch! That sounds painful … but hey, we have one more exercise, shall we go?"

Two trainers : "After you ma’am!"

The three head to the cable row machine, then Eunbi proceeds to sit on the seat right away.

Jason: "Oh this one you don’t need us to do demo?"

Eunbi: "Ohh this one I'm familiar with so I think you’re only need to check my forms! I'm pretty used to this one but my forms might be in trouble!"

Donny: "That’s why we’re here yo! Let’s go!"

Eunbi then starts her position, she grasps the bar with a neutral grip, then pulls her  shoulder blades back, squeeze and pauses for a bit and then slowly lowers the weight back to the starting position. Her chest and back proudly straighten upright, every time she pulls the handle to her stomach it touches the underside of her tits, and she repeats that for reps.

Jason (thinking ): "Fuck! that handle touches her tits like touching a soft pillow wth! It’s fucking mesmerizing!"

Donny (thinking to himself too) : "Ah shit goddamn it, If that’s my hands I'll probably won’t even let go! Those are the softest tits I've ever let my eyes on! That’s too good!"

Donny: “ 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! Awesome! 7! 8! 9! 10! Almost there! 11! 12! Perrrrfeccttt!"

Eunbi: "Oh wow perfect? dang, did I do good!"

Jason: "Oh this one your form is nice!!! No slouching whatsoever, clean movements, even do the reps slowly too! this one is your best one so far !

Eunbi is smiling while having thoughts : "Oh of course I did, my tits are too good for this  exercise lol, I even intended to make the bar touches my tits even more. These dudes are just too horny now, maybe it’s time to go with THAT PLAN!"

Eunbi: "So guys! I feel like I can do more sets! What do you think?"

Jason :  "Oh hell yeh, let’s go Eunbi! We can do these together!"

Eunbi: "I'm game!! Let’s get PUMPED !!!”

After a long session of workout…

Eunbi: "Oh wow! I think this is the heaviest I've ever been working with weights!! Thanks so much guys!! “

Jason: "Anything for a great gym culture! And also, a pretty lady!"

Donny: "Anything you want us to show you more Eunbi? We have time!"

Eunbi: "Actually, do you mind if I go to my locker a bit? I wanna take something and I'll be back!"

While Eunbi walks to the locker, Donny quietly chat with Jason

Donny: "Shiettt Dude,  that was fucking hot !!”

Jason: "YEPPPPP !!”

Donny: "Her curves man, they’re… sooo curvy dude! Her tits, her thighs her butt! Goddamn man she looks even better than I saw her on fancams dude!"

Jason: "Shiet man for real !!!”

Donny: "See! I told you she’s fuckin hot but you didn’t believe me bro! Now you owe me something haha!”

Jason: "lol bro, you’re one sly dog! But man, if I can see those tits naked my boner would go even harder than when we helped her back then!"

Donny: "Oh shit she’s coming back! Act natural bro!"

Eunbi walks out of the locker and runs towards them, making her big tiddies juggle hard. Jason and Donny have to calm themselves as much as they can, but they accidentally blurt out : "Fuck”

Eunbi: "Sorry guys!! Took me a while for that! Did you wait for long?"

Both : "Oh no absolutely not!"

Donny: "Actually Eunbi, we were talking about … your performances at Waterbomb!”

Jason: "Yehhh, you were great there! Go Eunbi!"

Eunbi: "Haha thanks guys! Everyone seems to LOVE my performances for sooooo many reasons, well, actually tbh they mostly cared about one reason only …”

Donny: "Oh … what’s that one reason?"

Eunbi, quietly whisper : "It’s my breasts, that’s all they cared tbh, I love my performances but yehhhh I think that’s mostly what they really cared lol”

Jason: "Well, I think you look hot nonetheless Eunbi!"

Eunbi: "Hehe thanks guys, well, tbh, since you guys helped me a lot today, do you want some … fan service?"

Donny: "Oh damnnn, what fan service? Are you .. gonna dance for us? Or we’ll do dance challenge with you?"

Eunbi: "Actually… this is WAY BETTER hehe, come closer and I'll tell you!"

As Jason and Donny approach closer to Eunbi, bend themselves down abit to her, she whispers quietly with her sweet voice : "I can show you guys… my boobs, but you have to keep quiet and also… keep it a secret for me … if you do that, I can even let you take pics of them or … you can touch them hehe”

Jason and Donny, couldn’t believe what they just heard, asking her again just to make sure Jason: "Oh shit, what? For real? We can see your boobs? Like right here?"

Donny: "Damn, you’re gonna really show us your boobs?”

Eunbi: "Yes, as a way to repay you two, but not right here hehe, we can go to somewhere more secluded, how about the lockers hehe, it’s a bit safer there too.“

Donny and Jason: "fuck yeh!"

Eunbi then giggles a bit, then all three of them rush themselves quickly to the lockers, not without making sure there’s nobody even the CCTV could see them go together, as they have to let Eunbi goes in first.

Jason: "Eunbi you in there? Can we come in?"

Eunbi: "Yes, hurry!"

Donny and Jason, like having teleportation power, quickly get inside the secluded part of the lockers where Eunbi been standing there waiting.

Eunbi then tells them to sit down to the bench then slowly, she pulls down her sports bra just to tease them. Eunbi then takes one hand, pulls out her left tit, showing them her nipple, then follow with the other side, with both her nipples pop out of her top.

Eunbi: "So guys, what do you think?"

Donny: "Holy shit!!”

Jason: "Damn nice pairs you got there!”

Eunbi: "Hehe I know, I have some of the best pairs of tits in Kpop, I can give it extra bounces if you like!"

Eunbi then proceed dance to her Underwater and Sabotage choreos.

With each choreo, she makes sure she doesn’t hesitate to curves her body a bit more than the usual choreo, even use some hand movements to grab her tits, squeeze it with each hand.

Even more naughty, she intentionally uses her palms to run all over her skin-tight clothes, making the two guys hype up with cheers like they’re in a strip joint.

In a matter of seconds, the two gym bros stand up to the feet.

Both then strip off their tank tops, showing their pectoral muscles and 6 packs.

Eunbi, shocked a bit from their actions, suddenly stops her dances and asks : "uhh … guys? What… what’s going on ?? Why you remove your top ??”

Donny: "Damn it Eunbi, you’re just so hot and such, and you even dance to use with your tits are popping out like that, we seriously couldn’t control ourselves… “

Jason: "Yehhhhh, look at your tits Eunbi, those pairs are so nice and bouncy, how can we even calm down seeing that ??”

Eunbi, cracks a smile while thinking : "Ah haa, yess, finally, they’re not just noticing but turned on like that, I did it! Maybe now the real workouts will begin! I hope nobody will interrupt my time here because I've been waiting this whole morning for this!"

Donny: "Well .. you see .. we … actually did notice about you .. but well we were afraid you think we’re stalkers or being gym creep, so we didn’t dare to say, we don’t wanna end up on Joey Swoll hate list ..”

Jason: "Yehhhh Eunbi, man, we like you and your body but mannnn we bros don’t wanna ruin the gym culture …”

Eunbi laughs ,covering her mouth : "Omg haha, you two are such characters you know, but … oh well, at least now you noticed me, what … do you want more from me hehe, obviously my boobs for sure but … anything else? Hehe”

Donny: "Well since you asked, do you mind if … we can touch your tits now?"

Jason: "Annndd .. since nobody’s here… would you mind if we touch other parts of your body too?"

Eunbi: "Well … since you’re being quite polite about it hehe, of course you can.”

Eunbi then climbs up to locker’s bench, invites the two to come closer.

Donny, goes in first, letting his hand grabs his onto Eunbi’s left tit, moving his fingers over her nipples to stimulate while his tongue prepares for some sucking motion.

Jason, on the right side, does the same thing as his fellow bro, dives right into her right tit and suck it hard.

Eunbi stands there, her legs shake a bit, her mouth gasps for air at the sudden “attacks" From the bros, she enjoys every second of it.

For a moment on, the two kept on sucking her beautiful tits, with Eunbi grabs onto their heads to hold some balance.

Donny, feels the stakes are getting higher, move his right hand long her backside, grabbing an amount of her curvy butt, making Eunbi shakes a bit more.

Jason gets the idea from his fellow, does the same thing, but then he sudden move his hand along her abs, runs it along her crotch, while his other hand enjoys her hamstring and a bit of her thighs.

Feeling Jason’s fingers run on the outside of her pussy lips, Eunbi starts to pant harder, forming louder moans as a sign of her pleasures.

Seeing Eunbi is quite having the time of her life, Jason and Donny, still taking care of her lower body, look at each other a bit, both are nodding their heads like they’re about to do something to pick up her hype.

And so, Jason, with a smooth move, put his big hand into Eunbi’s tight pants, reaching into her vagina walls, while from the back, Donny crawls his hand to her butt crack, feeling her soft butt and a hint of her anus.

Eunbi suddenly bends her body a bit from the entrances, speaks out while breathing hard : "Oh shit … fuckk .. you too … fuck .. your hands are big … oh my god I can feel your hands … reaching my walls …”

Jason: "Yeh? You like it Eunbi? My hands are gonna make you feel very good, I can feel some wetness here already! Your vagina is amazingly soft Eunbi!"

Donny: "Hell yeh!! Damnn, your butt curves are amazing Eunbi, and wheww that tiny hole of yours, it crunches a bit when my fingers touch it!"

Eunbi, blushes a bit from their words, still does her best to hang tight on their shoulders.

She’s getting more messy as the bros keep fingering her lower parts, she didn’t plan to be touched like this, but now, everything is like a fever dream to her.

As a result, Eunbi couldn’t hold onto her orgasm anymore.

She then squirts out to the bros hands, making a huge damp around her crotch area, moans out in the sweetest but also erotic part of her voice.

As the two bros remove their hands from her tight, all wet from her cum, they then help her lower down to the bench, face reddened a bit, but she’s able to opens up a smile to them.

Donny: "Damnnn Eunbi, you cum onto our hands!! Damn girl you’re dirty!"

Jason: "She came a lot too bro, look at my hand, all wet with her juice! Can’t believe we just made Waterbomb queen came to us!"

Eunbi, regains her breath a bit, talks out to them : "Oh yeh? You guys like that? You like your big tits idol… came for you? I felt so good from that … omg … I'm soooo glad I felt good thanks to you two … now … if have anything more… show me!”

The two gym bros, without a second of hesitation, pull their pants of straight to the ground.

Their giant dicks literally spring out in front of Eunbi’s face, making her literally wake up from surprises and shock by seeing 2 huge poles in front of her.

Eunbi: "Holy … your dicks … oh my god.. I've … never seen any this … MASSIVE … oh my god …”

Jason: "Yeh ?? I'm glad you like ours muscular “friends" Haha.”

Donny: "So Eunbi, what will you want to do hehe, would you … touch our dicks?"

Eunbi: "Omg hell yes I will, fuck, I'm not gonna just touch it, I'm gonna suck them out for you guys.”

Eunbi then grabs on to Donny’s huge dick on the left side, with her fingers moves from the tip of his dick, running along the veiny side of his shaft, all the way near his crotch and touches his balls a tiny, as she repeats the motions for a moment.

She does the same on the right for Jason too, massaging his dick from tip to base, same way as she does with Donny.

Her hands are moving faster in a few moments making the 2 bros harder than ever.

The stimulations are going on for a bit, until Eunbi, feels like she’s ready, slowly opens her tiny mouth and wraps her lips onto Donny’s tip, moving her tongue around his shaft before doing her best to suck it in.

It’s a huge one, but, with some patience, she manages to take his entire shaft into hers, letting Donny moans out in pleasure.

As Eunbi goes for a few small movements with Donny, she pulls out and alternates to Jason, where his giant cock awaits her.

She does the same thing, swallow his dick whole but in slow motion, just to get used to both their giant “Guns”.

Eunbi’s blowjobs skills making the bros moans out in tandems, at first low in tones, but more louder as she picks up her paces, as she gets used to their lengthy dicks.

Eunbi isn’t afraid as much, as her tiny throat somehow engulfs their entire lengths, albeit in medium speed, but to her, she wants to enjoy that sensation of blowjobs, like a normal sets of slow reps.

But Jason and Donny,both having other ideas for her.

Nodding their heads at the same time with lewd smiles, Jason then grab on to the back of her head and, in quicker motions, starts to thrust faster to hers, making Eunbi surprises but nonetheless takes all his length.

Jason keeps on face fucking her for a bit, then Donny gives him signs to switch, pulls straight out of Eunbi’s mouth as she gags quite a bit.

Donny doesn’t hesitate, quickly shut her in with his dick, face fucks her even faster than Jason, with Eunbi literally has no choices but to keep on sucking.

The two face fucked her like they’re doing super sets, keep alternating her head left and right, even deep throat her for a few seconds just to enjoy the warmth of her mouth.

Without a doubt, the two bros start to come near their climaxes, as they switch up even faster, breathe even harder, making Eunbi’s tied up hair a mess, with her hair clipper just drops off to the floor.

In a few second, Donny blurts out : "Ohhhh fuckkk .. Eunbi … fuckk … your mouth … so good … gonna cum ..!!!” Jason, follows with a groan : "Yehhhhhsss…. Shietttt …. Gonna .. fill your mouth Eunbi ..!!!”

Immediately, the two bros clench their muscles, shoot out their cums together onto her beautiful face.

Cum drop straight to her cheeks, some on her nose, with some small drops fly onto her hair, but not without some are spurting straight to her mouth.

The bros, finish with their ejaculations, standing there proudly while panting, sweats are rolling on their bodies, both give each other fist bumps like they just reached a huge pumps for their muscles.

Eunbi, still sitting on the bench, tits are heaving up and down and breathing out, cum covered parts of her face, thinking to herself : "Omg … what the … what just happened… they just … they just fucked my mouth … like it was their pumps … fuck … I've never been ravaged like this … let alone two dicks just fucked my mouth … without mercy … but … hahh … I like it … no … I love it … I want more … I can’t… let it end like this … I … have to make it worth my day ..”

Donny, speaks out while still panting : "Heyy Eunbi … how was it … did you like it? Did we .. make you feel good ??”

Jason: "You’re doing good Eunbi? You were .. quiet for a bit .. did you enjoy … getting face fucked? Did we .. do it too hard?"

Eunbi, finally speaks out : "Too hard? NOOOo … it was .. TOO GOOD!! I … really love it!!! First time … I had two dicks fucking my mouth … holy shit … you two … I want more … really give me that hardcore workout … FUCK ME … give me that FUCK SESSION I've been waiting this entire morning!!! Go ahead and really fuck your waterbomb queen !!”

The two once again lifts Eunbi standing to the bench, with her kicking her shoes off to the ground, excited with the sudden pickup.

Then, Donny and Jason, each hold onto the sides of Eunbi tights, pull it down fast and hard, revealing her thin layer of panties, wet and damped with her cum.

Eunbi does her part, as she also strips off her top and throw it down to the ground, fully revealed her huge tits popping and jiggling out in public while fixing her messy hair.

The two them help her remove the last piece of clothings, finally letting all three fully naked in the locker rooms, free from doing any of the lewdest things one can think of in a gym locker rooms.

Not letting Eunbi wait any seconds, they don’t waste any time using their muscular arms control to grope Eunbi, starting from her big bouncy tits as they grab a huge amount and play around with her nipples.

Moving on alongside her back and abs, they go slowly to make sure Eunbi can feel every grasps, and down to her thighs, running along the short lengths of her quads and hamstrings.

Save the best for last, the two start attacking her pussy lips and butt cheeks, with donny teasing her tight lips with his fingers, trying to move them inside her wet walls, spreading it out a bit, while Jason goes to the back, his big palms knead a large amount of her plump cheeks, with of his thumbs circle around her butthole, making Eunbi shakes her body even more with the sudden teases.

Jason, while groping her butts, whisper to Eunbi from behind : "Hey Eunbi, you ever had it here? In your ass? Your tiny hole is looking beautiful hehe”

Eunbi: "No … I haven’t … I never try .. before … none actually did it with me ..”

Jason: "Then Eunbi, I guess today me and Donny gonna teach you how to hehe”

Donny: "Yess broo “

Eunbi (thinking ) : "Damn … they’re… they’re gonna really do it … like what Jihyo had in Thailand … god … I don’t know … if I can handle both their dicks … but … I'm already this far … I can’t wait … it’s too late to turn back now ..”

Donny feels his urge is getting bigger, suddenly carry Eunbi and helps her laying flat back to the bench.

He doesn’t pause a bit and dives his face straight into Eunbi’s pussy lips, eating her tight walls like taking his proteins, making Eunbi moans out while trying to hold onto the bench.

Jason, not letting his bro taking all the goodness, takes his big shaft and put in straight to Eunbi’s moaning mouth, with her slightly gags a bit due to the position, but it only takes a few moments before she’s getting used to the motions, letting the two enjoy her both ways.

Donny, with his dick ready to go, spreading Eunbi’s legs to both side widely, then he lines up his shaft to her entrance.

Eunbi suddenly feels a big penetration towards her pussy, as Donny is slowly going inside her, only a few inches away from the deepest part of her vagina.

Then he goes hard, ramming in and out to her tight walls, hitting deep within her, making Eunbi moans out while not letting go from Jason’s dick : "Mhmmmphh … fcccckckkk ….mphmmmmm … ttoooo … gooooood ….’mmmpphm”

The gym bros start matching their speeds, fucking Eunbi holes in quick paces like doing their curls, with Eunbi enjoys their huge shafts, while both hands start playing with her bouncing tits, pinching her own nipples lightly just get things more erotic .

At a certain point, Donny then holds tight to Eunbi’s waist, seriously fucking her hard just to get his climax.

He pounds her harder and harder, sweats forming on his body even more, fucking his waterbomb queen crazy, ramming his entire lower body into hers.

Donny then speaks out while breathing like he’s running a marathon : "I'm … gonna cum … bro Jason … I'm gonna … fucking fill her pussy …”

Jason: "Yeh? Bro,fucking cum in her! How about it Eunbi? You’ll let him cum in you?" Jason talks while pulling his dick out of her mouth

Eunbi, moans loud when having her lips free from his dick ,panting: "Fuckkkkk …. Filll me!! Do it!!! Cum in me!!! “

Jason, let go from Eunbi, letting his bro Donny bends Eunbi legs to the ceiling and fuck her to the bench,while he himself stands out and hyping Donny up.

With that motivation, Donny finally finishes inside Eunbi tight holes, cum large amounts inside her, with Eunbi’s walls squeezing the rest of his cum,leaking some outside.

When pulls out, a white puddle of cum flowing out from Eunbi’s, staining the bench, with both of them panting hard from their sessions. (edited)

Eunbi, panting hard while thinking: “omg .. that was one … imagine … two dicks … holy shit … they’re gonna make me go crazy … fuck “

Jason, seeing his bro finished his "sets”, actively helps Eunbi up to an all four position, with her cum still leaking out from her hole.

He’s teasing her a bit by slapping her butt, make them jiggles and quite reddened, while his index finger circles around her pink anus hole, preparing for his entry.

Suddenly, a sound from nowhere startles everyone…

Donny: “Wait, what’s that noise?”

Eunbi: "Omg … it’s my manager! I .. gotta … take this!"

Donny then grabs Eunbi’s phone next to her messy clothings down the floor, with Eunbi quickly picks up the call

Manager : "Annyeong Eunbi, so I have some news about your schedules for the upcoming weeks. You want me to pass by?"

Eunbi: "Oh … that’s good … wait, I'm at the gym now, … you wanna go through it quick?"

Manager: “Gym? I thought you already did some outdoor workout a day ago? But oh well I'll just brief with you then. So we have some ..”

While the manager keeps talking to Eunbi, Jason, looks at Eunbi’s beautiful body curves, suddenly has an idea in his lewd mind.

Jason then strokes his dick to max length, starts to approach Eunbi’s tiny hole by pushing his tip to her anus, which surprises Eunbi and making her turns her head back, eyes widen while waving her hands to somehow stop him.

But Jason keeps pushing it in, letting his tip passes through Eunbi’s puckered holed, slowly drives his big length into her. Eunbi, feels the penetration, covering her mouth and does her best to mute her moans, but her harsh breathings already caught the attention of her manager.

Manager: "Hey uh .. Eunbi .. you’re breathing quite hard .. you okay?"

Eunbi: "Oh .. I was running … on treadmills .. keep going I'm VERY GOOD ..”

Manager: “Right…anyway we’ll keep you in this show and …”

Eunbi, still listens to her manager while covering her mouth as much as she can, while Jason from behind starts to ram his dick in her ass, with fast poundings into her tight hole.

Her tits jiggle back and forth with the motion, faster with every hard thrusts, with Jason picks up as a sign to pound her even harder, leaving Eunbi a real mess on the bench.

Eunbi never thought of one day she’s getting fucked in her ass while on a call like this, but she doesn’t show any signs of rejection at all.

Donny, recovers a bit, holds onto his dick and points it straight to Eunbi’s lips, pushing it to her mouth while she’s trying to swallow his cum covered dick, which she has no other choices .

Once again, Eunbi, being spit roasted from both ends, with the bros pumping back and forth in her, while one of her hand still grip onto her phone.

As the manager keeps on talking, Eunbi keeps on taking dicks with the best of her abilities.

Manager : “So Eunbi your schedule is going to be like that in the upcoming weeks, quite packed but could be worth to promote you more, hope it doesn’t feel too overwhelming though?"

Eunbi, sucking Donny’s dick in and out while talking : "Mppphmm.. oh no no …mmppph … yeh I think we’re all good … I'm all in for it .. but … I'm in the middle of the run … would you mind if I continue ?… Also you mind go to check … Mpphm … on Geumbi for me? Thankssss”

Manager: "Oh … okay. Damn you’re sure running a lot. Well I'll pass by and check on him after my lunch.”

Eunbi: "mphhhm … yehhh .. big thankss … owe you one! Bye!!”

Manager: "You owe me a lot but see you later. Have fun.”

When the manager hangs up is when Eunbi moans and shout out loudly : "FUCKK .. That was hottt … FUCKKKK … YOU 2 KEEEP FUCKING ME WHILE I'm on call…. FUCKKK ME MORE I CANNOT HOLD MYSELF ANY LONGER !!”

Jason: "Oh yeh Eunbi? Well then get read cause I will really fuck you now !l

Eunbi: "FUCK MY HOLES!! DO IT!"

Donny, hearing Eunbi, gladly pulls out from her and fist bumps Jason to let him do his job.

And Jason, tighten his core and lower back muscles, literally ram his entire body into her ass, making Eunbi moans and shouts out like nothing before.

Eunbi ;"OMG FUCKKKKKK MY ASSS! FUCK MY ASS MORE !!”

Jason does so, and keep fucking her tiny asshole, until he himself is reaching is climax : "Eunbi .. fuck .. gonna cum …”

Eunbi, couldn’t say anything else, reaches her climax too and squirts out to the bench, and Jason, shoots his spurts of cum straight to her asshole, with cum filled her insides fully.

When Jason pulls himself out of her, cum is flowing out from Eunbi’s anal hole in thick white stream, leaking down to her cum filled pussy, while Eunbi falls flat to the bench,tits mashed to it, legs are tiptoeing on the ground. She’s breathing hard after her sessions like she just run a marathon, sweats all over.

Jason, rests himself a bit after cum, takes his own phone and starts turning on the camera. He then starts recording Eunbi’s cum filled body, moving from the messy part of her hair and panting face, slowly down along her back, then goes to the openings of her holes, with cum leaking out in streams due to her breathings .

Once Eunbi regains part of her stamina, rises up from her tired position, Jason, in a quick manner, shows Eunbi what he just recorded : "Eunbi, take a look at this, what do you think?"

Eunbi, slowly looks at the phone screen, eyes open and covers her mouth a bit : "Oh my god … holy … those are .. my holes?? They’re… they’re full of cum … and open wide… omg my holes are opening in and out with the cums leaking .. it’s… it’s so dirty .. but … it’s so hottt … what the… why do I like seeing this ??”

Donny: "Hehe, Eunbi maybe you already always like it but today, we showed you the REAL stuffs!"

Jason: "Yehhhhh!!! You were amazing hehe”

Eunbi: "guys .. I can’t believe I'll say this but … thank you … I really … loved it .. but … can we (biting lips) … do more?"

Jason: "Woaa Eunbi! You want even more? Are you serious?”

Donny: "Yeh? You didn’t think that was enough ?? You want even more than that?"

Eunbi: "Yes .. FUCK MY HOLES MORE! I want more rounds! It was so good I feel like I can go on for a few more!! FUCK MY HOLES MORE GUYS !!”

Following what Eunbi said, Donny and Jason pick her up and let her lean to the locker doors, tired but still able to maintain her stance.

Donny takes the first go once again, choosing her pussy as his pleasure place and rams her just as powerful.

Jason then follows as they keep switching back on forth on their turns, or between her tight holes, fucking her from behind like doing super sets again.

Eunbi, literally being fucked to the locker doors, moans out like singing, her huge tits at first dangling in the air, then her entire upper body being pressed straight to the lockers.

Her pussy and ass are being ravaged repeatedly one by one by the bros, leaving her no rest in between, each dick takes some turns opening her widely, with cum keep flowing out from her holes or being shot straight to her butt cheeks.

Eunbi, face closes to the cold steel lockers, speaks out while breathing harshly : "OMG … FUCKKK … This is toooo good …. oh god you two are breaking my holes …. Please gimme more …!!! “

Donny and Jason, hearing Eunbi’s pleads, guide Eunbi tiny naked body, tits and butt jiggling while moving herself to the bench.

The bros stimulate her again by groping her big tits and finger her pussy a bit just to get her ready for what really comes next.

Their fingers are enough to make Eunbi squirts a bit, but nonetheless make her entrances easier to be invaded.

Donny lays flat to the bench again and letting Eunbi mounts on top of him.

She bounces herself with his dick in her pussy, starts slow at first, but then picks up the pace faster and faster, as her tits jumps up and down in front of Donny.

Donny doesn’t waste his chances, immediately grabs onto her bouncing tits, with Eunbi moans out from each movements of his hands.

Donny keeps on pumping up his dick into her groin, but then his muscular arms wrap around her back, pulling her to himself a bit, her tits are close to his chest.

From behind, Jason grabs onto her curvy butt, kneading it a bit and then pulling them apart, revealing her puckered hole again, gaping and ready to entrance.

Jason pokes his thumbs to her anus while speaking out : "Get ready for the best part of today Eunbi, you’re gonna enjoy this!"

Eunbi(thinking) : "Omg, fuck, they’re gonna .. oh shit they’re gonna fuck my two holes at the same time, like how Jihyo told me, omg I'm .. I'm gonna be penetrated by two huge dicks … will it be painful… but … I can’t stop myself and them now … I just want them to fuck me !!”

Eunbi: "YES .. FUCK MY HOLES PLEASE !!”

Jason starts to push himself forward, doesn’t hesitate to go hard on Eunbi as the tip of his dick is poking at her anus, then going through her anus one inch at a time.

Eunbi, feeling the length of his dick going straight to her hole, being filled by two huge cocks making her scream : "OMG FUCK … THAT’S SO FULL … MY HOLES … ARHHH … YOUR DICKS ARE SPREADING ME OUT !!”

Donny and Jason, hearing her scream, begins to fuck Eunbi like no tomorrow.

They’re matching up their speeds, as both dicks running in and out of her holes in tandems, going straight into the end of her scary tight holes, feeling each other through the pumps and the warmths inside her.

Eunbi, feeling the pumps, having two guys keep her in the middle while their dicks are ravaging her.

She’s sore, but she feels like she wants them to go as long as they can, as if she wants their dicks just fit entirely into her anytime she wants, stretching her tight holes with their thick rods.

Eunbi, in the midst of her pleasure, moans out the best of her words : "OMG … fuckkk .. My .HOLESSS … my pussy .. my ass … too much dicks … love it …. Fuckkkk … fuckkk me moreee … your dicks … tearing me out … I want it …..!!!!”

The phone rings again, but this time doesn’t make those three surprises anymore

Manager : "Hey Eunbi! Yeh just got to your place … damn you didn’t clean up a lot of stuffs .. and where’s Geumbi’s snacks again?"

Eunbi: "Oh … sorry .. was in a hurry … would you mind … clean it up .. for me? Still running … and snacks … are in the left closet …”

Manager : "Oh sure … damn you run a lot today, I might not be able to catch up with you! But anyway I'll clean those dishes for you cause … man it’s dirty. But hey lemme know if you need to go over the schedules again “

Eunbi: "Mppphm .. yess .. will … let you know … busy … pumping now … Call later?" Manager: "uh … sure. See ya”

As the manager calls, the two don’t stop their pumping into Eunbi as Donny grabs her bouncing tits while ramming straight into her pussy as his lower body doesn’t stop giving her the pump.

Jason, on top, his giant dick nearly stretches out her tight anal hole, fucking her deep and powerful, to the point when he pulls out a bit, her anus creates a wide gape, opens in and out to her breathing.

Donny: "Fuckkkk … I'm gonna cum …in your pussy “ Jason: "me too … shiettt … so tight … gonna cumn ..” Eunbi, turns her own volume higher than ever : "CUMM IN ME!! FUCK MY HOLES AND REALLY CUM IN ME! FILL ME HOLES WITH YOUR CUM AGAIN!! I WANT IT !!”

And the two came again filling Eunbi again with their huge loads, giving her another round of euphoric sensations.

Eunbi, mouth wide opens, eyes nearly roll back, couldn’t form any words but moans and squirts, drops her head down to Donny’s chest.

The three are full of sweat, breathing hard in and out on the bench, feeling the aftermath of their orgasm.

Eunbi’s holes are all sore, when the guys pull out from her their cum are leaking out from her in long streams, staining the bench, running alongs her legs and down to the floor.

Thick white cum just keeps flowing out from Eunbi’s messy body and forms a puddle down her legs.

Not letting Eunbi stay like that for long, the two bros, after a few minutes regaining their strengths, proceed to turn Eunbi into a mess again.

From being double penetrated on the floor, with Donny and Jason keep on switching in between her two holes, to having her taking their dicks in and out at the locker doors once again, letting her cum her entire juices onto them or to the floor.

They fuck her so hard and cum in her so much, her face reddened, her body are visible with handprints around her lower body and tits.

And of course, cum keeps on leaking from her sore holes, both pussy and ass, making either trails or puddles below her.

Eunbi, being fucked wildly and non-stop, somehow able to think: "Omfg .. they treated me like a real workout .. they fucked my holes …. Like nothing could stop them … fuck …. Their dicks … so big … I want more … I want them to really cum on me … I think … I might let them fuck me even more … not just today …”

Eunbi: "OMG… SO GOOD … You guys … FUCKING CUM … CUM ALL OVER ME … YOUR WATERBOMB QUEEN … MAKE A MESS ON ME !!!”

The two gym bros : "With pleasure !!!"

Pulling out from Eunbi sore holes, the two bros letting her kneeling down to the floor, mouth open, hands groping her own tits, waiting for the huge finish.

The bros are stroking their dicks hard, then they both cum loud and harsh.

Donny goes to her right side, his cum goes straight to her right cheeks, mouth and forehead, thick cum splashes onto her beautiful features.

Jason, finally gives in, cum straight to her left side, on her nose, and aims some onto her big tits.

Eunbi, face and upper body full of cum, barely can open her eyes, stays quiet for a bit, but then uses her fingers to wipe the cum of her face, tastes some of them with a happy smile.

Jason and Donny also don't hesitate to take some pics of their Waterbomb queen in a cum filled state, with cum still leaking from her holes.

Eunbi: “Guys … this is way better .., than I expected… my body smells like cum now .. well of course … but I love it … I finally experienced being fucked like this … thank you hehe…”

Jason: "You’re welcome Eunbi haha … you were the best fuck … we ever had … you’re incredible!”

Donny: "Hell yeh … best fuck ever !!”

Eunbi: "I think … we should clean up … people gonna be here more soon … but … don’t you guys think … we should meet up more? I'll love it too hehe”

Donny: "Why not haha!! But .. you won’t mind .. if we bring some more bros to join?"

Jason: "It’ll be hella great for you to TRAIN”

Eunbi: "I don’t mind AT ALL “

A few days later…

Manager : "Hey Eunbi, great work for the last few days of the schedule, so … are you goin to the gym today again? You seem busy with your gym time more lately huh?"

Eunbi: "Yeh, I REALLY like it! I’m still cranking some PUMPS … gotta get my workouts going though, see you soon!"

Manager: "Alrighty… Have fun! We should go running again!"

Eunbi: "Yep! See ya later!"

Once Eunbi hangs up the phone, she throws it down to her gym bag, sitting on a bench in a private studio.

In front of her are Donny and Jason, with their upper torso bare from finishing their workouts, along with two new gym bros standing next to them.

Jason: "Hey Eunbi You wanna finish the workouts?"

Donny: "Yeh! Let’s wrap this set up!"

Eunbi: "Sorry manager my called again but yes! After all, we should finish this so we can have … the OTHER workouts hehe. I hope you don’t mind … if those two new friends of yours join us~”

Donny and Jason: “ Gladly!"

Sometime later, at Jihyo’s apartment…

Jihyo, while busy taking her laundry, suddenly notices a message through her phone.

She does her best to put everything together, quickly grabs her phone and swipe through the messages  : “Oh, it’s Eunbi -unnie?"

Jihyo slowly opens up her message, inside, there are pictures and video clips that make her cracks a huge smile, eye widen in excitement :

"Ooooh, holy shittt!! THIS is something!! I guess I have a new competitor now! Mina-chan! Sana-Chan! Momo-Chan!! Come here girls I have something to show you! You’re gonna like this!"

MiSaMo in unison : "HAIIIIII!!”

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SKZ Fics Masterlist <3

featuring goofy skz teehee

Smut: 🔞 Fluff: 🎀 Angst: 🖤 Hurt/Comfort: ❤️‍🩹 Suggestive: 👀

Individual Members

Bang Chan

A Lustful Collab 🔞

Lee know

Bestie's Cousin 🔞

Changbin

Gym instructor

It's okay love... You've done enough 🎀❤️‍🩹

Hyunjin

Paint me in your colors

Han

Lets have a rap battle... But in Bed

Seungmin

Puppy for a walk

"Can you talk shit about the world with me?"

I.N.

His hallucination

Asking for a baby

Bangchan 🔞🎀

Lee know 🔞🎀

Changbin 🔞🎀

Hyunjin

Han

Felix

Seungmin

I.N.

Head canons

✅ Waiting for them in a lingerie:

Hyung line 🔞

Maknae line 🔞

✅ Spending new year eve with bf!skz:

Ot8 🎀

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Kinky kinda love 💕 Changbin & Hyunjin🔞

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Fake Chats

✅ "I had a wet dream about you":

Hyung Line 🔞

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✅ Spoiling your bf!skz

Bang chan 🐺

Lee know 😺

Changbin 🐰🐷

Hyunjin 🦙

Han 🐿️

Felix 🐥

Seungmin 🐶

I.N 🦊

✅ Reacting to buzzjin 🔞

✅ calling them by their full name and then poofing ✨

Hyung Line

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Vocalracha

"is my skin that ugly?" 🎀🖤❤️‍🩹

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3racha

Random

"The beginning of an end" -> seungchan 🖤 ❤️‍🩹

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Lee know

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han

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Seungmin

Jeongin

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Tagged and Dragged

Pairing: Isack Hadjar x reader

Vibe: Meme chaos → playful banter → lowkey flirting

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You didn’t mean to tag Isack Hadjar in the meme.

You were just scrolling, sleep-deprived and dangerously confident, deep into a late-night motorsport meme spiral. It was supposed to be a throwaway post for your mutuals to laugh at:

“Bro’s hair looks like he argued with a leaf blower and lost 💀💀💀” (Attached: a wild screencap of Isack post-helmet, mid-interview, curls in disarray.)

It was meant to be private. Funny. Anonymous. What it was not meant to be was tagged directly to @ isackhadjar.

But it was. And the internet, cruel and fast, noticed.

Your heart sinks. Your eyes widen. You click the tweet in panic—yep, that blue tag is real. Verified. Active. Alive.

And worse?

He saw it.

Because within three minutes, you get a DM notification:

@ isackhadjar:

Brutal. At least follow me if you’re gonna roast me. 👀

You do what any reasonable person would do. You scream into your pillow.

Then you type back:

@ Y/Nofftrack:

OH MY GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE A FAN ACCOUNT I’M SO SORRY

Unless… you are a fan of leaf blowers In which case the post was… support?? innovation?? themed content??? okay I’ll delete myself now

He replies faster than expected:

@ isackhadjar:

Nah don’t. That was kinda funny. I respect the commitment. Helmet hair is undefeated. Happens to the best of us. Especially me. But I will be starting a personal war with leaf blowers now. Just FYI.

You blink at your phone. Is he... actually cool about this?

@ Y/Nofftrack:

Honestly? Your curls bounced back by the next frame. Resilience like that deserves a sponsor Dyson better start calling

@ isackhadjar:

Dyson collab where I just stand in front of a wind tunnel with sad music playing Caption: “He trusted the airflow.” 😔

You laugh. This is ridiculous. And somehow... adorable.

@ Y/Nofftrack:

I could make a redemption meme But I feel like I deserve compensation Like a paddock pass. Or pad thai. Or both. You know. For emotional damages.

His reply comes in three parts:

@ isackhadjar:

Deal. Paddock pass, pad thai, and a dramatic hair flip next time I podium. But only if you retire the leaf blower slander And start tagging me in hot pics instead My PR team is starving

You pause. Blink again. That’s flirting. Right?

@ Y/Nofftrack:

“Hot pics” You’re acting like I didn’t just post a cursed screenshot of you mid-blink Be serious I don’t even have Photoshop. I have Canva and chaos…but if you’re volunteering your angles Say less.

@ isackhadjar:

Canva and chaos is honestly my brand We’d be unstoppable

Then:

Also— Are you the type to soft launch me before we’ve even met? Because you give off “cryptic Instagram caption” energy

You’re smiling. Like, actually smiling. It’s 1:37 a.m. and you’re blushing over DMs from a guy who drives 300 km/h for a living and just admitted his hair has its own agenda.

@ Y/Nofftrack:

Look. If you keep sending messages like this, I am going to call you “someone’s son” and post blurry photos with no context. This is your warning.

@ isackhadjar:

Do it. Soft launch me. Just use a good filter Or the worst one Make the curls look like they achieved sentience

The DMs don’t stop.

What begins as memes turns into reactions to each other’s stories. Inside jokes. Middle-of-the-night messages. He teases your sense of humor. You roast his outfits. He sends you a photo of his post-race hair captioned “Today they won.”

And when you casually post a story from the grandstands at Spa, not even tagging him, he messages you in all caps:

@isackhadjar:

YOU’RE HERE?? I DIDN’T EVEN GET MY REDEMPTION MEME HUG THIS IS A SCANDAL I need at least one hug For morale. For the curls. For justice Maybe two

You grin down at your phone like it’s harboring a secret. Your fingers hover over the keyboard before you type:

@ Y/Nofftrack:

One hug Two if your hair behaves Three if you make podium

You can’t believe you’re doing this. Not the going-to-the-race part—you’ve done that before. But this? Walking through the paddock with a digital pass in your email, a Red Bull guest lanyard around your neck, and the knowledge that Isack Hadjar is waiting to meet you? Yeah. That’s new. Your stomach’s a little too aware of it.

He’d messaged you the night before:

If I don’t see you tomorrow, I’ll assume you ran away from your own meme legacy. Or got lost in merch. I respect both tbh.

Now, you're here. And you're nervous. You scroll your messages, cheeks warm. He sent one 10 minutes ago:

I’m done with media. You around?

You reply:

Yep. Hanging near the sim tent. Not hiding. Definitely not hiding. (okay maybe like 40% hiding)

Your phone buzzes almost instantly.

On my way. Don’t move. Or flinch. I’m hugging you. This has been pending for weeks.

You barely have time to process it before you hear your name.

"Hey!"

You turn—and there he is.

Isack, in his Red Bull team tee and race suit halfway down his waist, arms loose at his sides, curls doing their usual defiant thing. He’s smiling, and it’s so warm, so casual, like this is normal. Like you’re not about to explode from sheer nervous tension.

“Hi,” you say, which is… fine. Not your best work.

He laughs. “Hi? After all that? You meme-bullied me for weeks and you showed up with hi?”

You open your mouth to reply—something witty, something cool—but instead you say, “You look taller in person.”

His smile turns into a smirk. “That’s what the boots are for.”

He steps forward, hesitating for a beat before opening his arms. “C’mon. I’m collecting my race-weekend hug. Don’t make me fight you.” 

Your heart leaps. But you step into it.

The hug is fast at first—quick, friendly—but then he doesn’t let go. Not right away. His arms tighten just slightly. It’s warm. And kind of perfect. You try not to overthink it, but you can feel your heart going wild. When you pull back, you’re smiling like an idiot.

“So,” you say, “Was the hug everything you dreamed?”

Isack grins. “I don’t want to be dramatic but… it might’ve powered the car this weekend.”

You roll your eyes. “You’re impossible.”

He shrugs. “You knew what this was.”

There’s a pause.

He looks at you for a second longer than necessary, then lifts a hand toward your face. “Wait—can I?”

You freeze. “Can you…?”

He leans in, gently ruffling your hair like he’s mimicking your cursed meme. “Balance has been restored,” he says, voice soft. “Now we’re even.”

You laugh, a little breathless. “So dramatic.”

He drops his hand but doesn’t step away. His fingers linger at your arm for a beat, just brushing.

Then he says, more seriously, “I’m really glad you came.”

You meet his gaze. “Yeah. Me too.”

And just as you think the moment’s about to end—he dips forward quickly, presses a soft kiss to your cheek, and pulls back like it’s no big deal.

Like it didn’t just short-circuit your brain.

He smirks, already stepping away. “That was for good luck,” he says. “And maybe because I wanted to.”

Before you can answer, he glances over his shoulder with a wink. “Stay close. I might need another hug after quali.”

You stand there, flustered and grinning like a complete fool.

And yeah… you’re absolutely soft launching him now.

[theeeveetamer]

So in case you didn’t know, about two months ago I started playing Punishing: Grey Raven for the sole reason that they teased a DMC5 collab

So they just dropped an official announcement and gameplay footage for it (it’s coming in May for the Chinese server, probably not until September for global), and there’s a few interesting bits they showed off that I wanted to talk about. At one point they show off some dialogue for each of them

Interestingly, they pull the idea from the DMC4 novel that the two of them can sort of sense each other’s presence

(Alright it might have been mentioned elsewhere, but it’s a big point in the DMC4 novel and part of how Dante puts together that Nero is Vergil’s son)

Anyway they have matching lines about this which is kinda cute, they really are just like each other:

“Wait… feels like Vergil… huh, I guess he’s also here. Well, talk to you later. I have something I need to do… VERGIL!” (As he grabs his sword and runs off screen, presumably to go kick Vergil’s ass)

“Hmm… I can feel his presence. [laughs] DANTE!”

But the thing that REALLY piqued my interest was this line from Vergil:

“In the pursuit of power I once forsook my humanity, yet still found myself unable to defeat him… Here’s some counsel for you. Remember the inner fire that propels you toward strength, and always keep in mind the purpose for which you fight.”

I’ve been trying to get into Vergil’s head now for a while, and I think this matches my sentiments regarding Vergil’s character and motivations. He’s someone who initially wanted power to protect himself and the people he cares about, but in the quest for it he lost sight of why he set out on the journey to begin with. His single-minded obsession with power is what led him to throw away everyone he would have wanted to protect (including himself). So kind of a fascinating exploration of his mentality post-DMC5

Also he reads out a William Blake poem like a total theater kid and then gets all embarrassed about it, the fucking NERD

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Pick a pile : Your future spouse\lover's spicy thoughts of you [LGBTQ+ friendly]

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pile एक

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Close your eyes and feel my touch slow, deliberate, and maddening. I'll leave you on the edge, desperate for the release I'm not ready to give.

My mouth will always Be better than your hand.

guide your hands slowly down my waist and look me in the eyes and kiss me then i promise i will be quiet

guide my hands where you want them.

L.m.e.y.p.u.y.c.i.m.m

Respectfully I wanna makeout with you tillI can't breath

I want your hands everywhere they're not supposed to be.

You're in my head way too much I might as well give u some

I fucking need you every second of the day and its pissing me off.

I want your body against mine

I am like a rollercoaster. The faster I go, the louder you scream.

The way you react to my touch makes me want to push you even further, just to see how far you'll let me take you.

I'll let my hands wander, finding every place that makes you gasp.But I'll make you wait, drawing out the pleasure until you can't take it anymore."

Feel my touch ignite your skin, slow and deliberate. I'll tease you until you're trembling, then pull back just to watch you unravel.

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Your hands feel like they were made to map every inch of me.

I'll start with gentle strokes, then press deeper where it makes you gasp. But I won't give you what you want until you're trembling beneath me.

Your smile melts me every time. It's the sweetest thing I've ever seen.

I fucking need you every second of the day

I'll start with gentle caresses, then press deeper where it makes you gasp. But I'll keep you waiting, teasing until you're desperate for more.

I love how your eyes lock on me, but what's really driving me crazy is the way you try to resist touching me.

You're craving my touch more than you let on, and trust me, when I finally give you what you've been dreaming of, it'll be a whole new kind of addiction.

You're my first thought in the morning and my last at night, I love you.

I wanna feel ur hand on every inch of my body.

I wishyou were touching me Inappropriately right now

physical touch is my love language so don't be scared to grab my neck and start kissing me, I kinda need it

I'LL TEASE YOU UNTIL YOU PIN ME DOWN AND FUCK ME HARD

kiss me in front of anyone you think wants me.

I wanna tease you until you get so sensitive your moans become whimpers

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you mean the whole entire world to me .

If you move you're mine .

Bite my lips and call me princess .

The more I see you, the harder it is to keep my hands to myself.

Your voice brings me so much comfort

wanna cuddle and watch funny movies all night long till we fall asleep in each others arms?

Watch him\her gasp .

Leave a trail of hickeys up and down so everyone knows, wherever they look, I'm yours.

16 billion eyes but yours is my favourite.

Tonight, my hands will worship your body, but I'll make you wait. I'll tease you until you're begging for the release I'm not ready to give.

My hands will start at your neck, working their way down, leaving you trembling. But I'll stop just short of where you need me most.

Tease me until I can't take it anymore!

I can't stop imagining the way you'd feel pressed against me, your breath hot on my neck as you whisper all the things you'd do to me.

You think you know what I want, but trust me, when I'm in control, you'll be begging me to take you to the edge.

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pile चार

read by @tarotbyjam24

i love talking to you so much, our silly jokes, all our conversations mean so much to me, i love that i can be myself with you, i really love spending time with you. i care, appreciate and love you so so much

horny for you .

Fuck. I wanna see you, hug you, kiss you, make you smile, make you laugh, and just lay in bed next to you.

The way you look at me should come with a warning label .

I like you more than I planned . Your lips look kinda lonely Maybe they wanna meet mine?

My biggest wish right now is us cuddling and me falling asleep in your arms

I'm like a drum. The harder you hit, the louder I resonate

I want you because of who you are, not just because you want me too

Take my hand, lead me to the bed, and show me the depths of your desire.

You're my first thought in the morning and my last at night, I love you.

You have no clue how bad I want to kiss you

I want to forget my name while I'm busy moaning yours.

you have beautiful eyes.

There's something magical about the way you make me feel-like i can be myself and still be loved unconditionally, with every flaw and every imperfection.

Cover my neck in hickeys

The softness of your touch is all I need to feel at home, no matter where we are.

I see the way your eyes follow me, how much you want to touch me, and let me tell you-when you finally do, it'll be nothing like you've ever imagined .

Can I fall asleep in your things ?

You can't stop thinking about me, can you? That's because I've got you hooked, and you don't even know how deep I'm willing to take you.

I'm starting to believe that you've made some sort of secret deal with the universe, because there's no way someone can be as charming and good-looking as you without some kind of cosmic help.

You've the cutest smile ever.

ngl..ur in my head way too much I might as well give u some

Tonight, I'm in charge. My fingers will trace your curves, teasing and tempting until you're arching toward me, desperate for what comes next.

You think I'm irresistible now?Wait until I let you explore every part of me -you won't be able to stop.

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EXCITEMENT

PAIRING ji changmin x f!reader

WORD COUNT 6.22k

GENRES smut ﹒angst ﹒fluff

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, best friends to lovers, numerous mentions of the female orgasm, ji changmin is a bit of a manwhore, mentions of alcohol, insane tension my b, intense making out x2, oral (m! and f! receiving), multiple orgasms, couch sex but missionary, unprotected sex (wrap before u fucking tap -_-), creampie, changmin is lowkey very whipped and very pussy drunk in this, also forewarning for every fic in this collab— there is lots of foreshadowing and references to the other fics since they all fall within the same timeline/universe!

SUMMARY you know, when you told your girl friends that you’d never finished before, you were expecting it to blow over like no big deal. what you weren’t expecting was for it to spiral into a whole other mess.

MORE i hope u jichang lovers are strapped in and ready for this… kinda went crazy with it 😭😭 um anyway?? first fic of the black out or back out collab?? crazy!! this fic actually ruined me. it used up all my brain power so if every other one sucks u can’t blame me!! it’s the law!! also, i’d like to take a moment to wish my boyz a very happy 6th anniversary <3 so so proud of all they’ve accomplished these past 6 years and i can’t wait to see what they do in the next 6. in this deobi shit 4L frfr 🙏🙏

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri @deoboyznet @cloverdaisies @vernyangel

TAGLIST @millksea

“No fucking way.”

You blink at Soyeon. It wasn’t that hard to believe. In fact, it was pretty easy to believe. You set down the bowl of popcorn on your lap and nod slowly.

“Uh, yeah. Yes fucking way,” a nervous laugh escapes your lips. “I’ve had to fake it with every guy I’ve ever been with. I don’t know what it is. Maybe something’s wrong with me.”

Men were… incompetent at certain things. And apparently your pleasure was one of those. Every dude you’ve ever slept with failed to make you finish. It was at the point that you felt that you were the problem. It would be understandable if it had been a couple guys, but every single one? Your luck had to be complete ass.

The only reason the topic had been brought up was because Soyeon had mentioned something about her last fling during your movie night. She was talking about how that had been the best sex she's ever had and it spurred you into making your confession. The last guy you’d been with had probably been the worst.

“Never?” Jiwon’s jaw drops, elbows resting on her knees. “How are you still alive, girl? How do you get your fix?”

“My hand, my vibrator, my pillow sometimes,” you shrug, picking at a loose thread on your blanket. “I’ve learned to make do with my situation, I guess. If I can’t get it elsewhere, I’ll just do it myself, y’know?”

Your girl friends look at you with pouts on their lips, as if they were the ones experiencing your misfortunes. You hadn’t even expected it to be such a big deal. You’d thought this was a normal, common occurrence. Boys usually sucked at things when it came to girls. But they all took this as a personal hit, like you were a fallen soldier in battle.

Perhaps the female orgasm was far more important than you assumed it to be.

“Considering who your best friend is, you’d think you were getting good dick left and right,” Dahyun snorts into her glass of wine. “This is actually kinda insane.”

You guess she had a point, despite you both leading very different lives. Changmin, your best friend, was known as one of the many heartthrobs on campus. He was in a fraternity, played on the school’s baseball team, and he even played with other things. Namely the hearts of practically every other girl at your university.

You’d think it would bother you to be so close to a man who couldn’t give less of a fuck about those of the same sex as you. But for some reason, you couldn’t find it in you to care. It’s not like he was bragging about the bitches he bagged on a regular basis. Though you were his best friend, he understood boundaries. He knew what was appropriate to talk about with you and respected that.

Your friends laugh at her observation, but drop the conversation after that, resuming the movie you were watching. However, it’s not that easy for you.

You can’t stop wondering if something really *is wrong with you. Why was it that everyone and their mom was capable of finishing and you weren’t? It was more unlikely that every single man you’ve been with sexually was that mediocre. Were you really that unlucky?

It bothers you so much that you find yourself still thinking about it well into the following week.

With the start of the new semester, came the adjustment of new classes. Even though you were a Communications major, you made the grave mistake of taking Lifespan Growth and Development with Changmin for the extra credit. He was an Early Childhood Education major, so it was a requirement for him, but not for you. (Honestly, he only forced you to take it with him so you had at least one lecture together. He was afraid your friendship might start to fade if you didn’t see each other often.)

Imagine how horrified you felt when your professor began to talk about babies and their circadian rhythm, but the only thing in your head was the fact that you’d never orgasmed because of a man. You felt like you were going crazy at this point. Really, the thought should’ve been long forgotten by now. But you couldn’t help yourself from dwelling on it, especially after your friends made jokes at your expense.

As you’re walking out of the lecture hall side by side with Changmin, you keep your focus on the ground, your hearing going in and out. His voice is staticy, your brain only registering words here and there. You’re a little pissed off that this has become such an issue.

He notices your lack of response and stops walking, eyebrows furrowed. You pause in your tracks along with him. “Are you good? You’ve been spacing out all morning.”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you shake your head as if that would rid of these stupid thoughts. “I’m just a little tired, I guess. I haven’t been getting much sleep.”

“Well, you better fix that. We’re expecting this weekend’s party to be one of the bigger ones this semester. Juyeon’s passing those fliers around like it’s his job,” Changmin purses his lips with a snort, ruffling your hair. “I need my beer pong partner to be in tip-top shape.”

You scratch the back of your neck. Half of you was kind of hesitant to go to this weekend’s TBZ party considering that was where you met the dude who started this whole downward spiral. He made an offhand comment about seeing you again, but you were actually hoping that would never happen. And with your fortune, the probability of running into him was pretty high.

“You see…“ You begin, but Changmin interrupts you with a distressed groan before you can continue.

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking of flaking,” his arms fall to his sides as his head tips back dramatically. “Y/N, I really need you there. How else am I gonna smoke everyone? I need— I mean we need to keep our title.”

Sometimes you wish Ji Changmin took anything else as seriously as he takes beer pong. You suppose it came with being a fraternity brother or something. They all drank alcohol like it was fucking water. You’re still sort of surprised none of them (Sunwoo) has gotten alcohol poisoning yet.

“I’m just… trying to avoid someone. And they’ll probably be there.” You sigh, fiddling with your fingers. Your best friend gives you an unreadable look that flashes across his face only for a moment.

“Tell me who it is. I’ll make sure they’re not allowed in. I’d much rather have you there than some rando who’s bugging you.” He says, shoving his hands into the pockets of his cargo pants.

“That’s really unne—“

“Yo, Changmin! Aren’t you going with us to Cobie’s?”

You both turn towards the sudden intrusion, the voice belonging to Eric Sohn. He’s around 50 feet away from where you’re standing, joined by Kim Sunwoo and Ju Haknyeon. Changmin yells out his answer and spins back to you, an apologetic smile on his face. Somehow, you’re a little grateful for the interruption.

“We’ll finish this later, okay?” He nods at you, heading backwards in their direction. “You’re going, Y/N.”

You really should’ve listened to your instincts when they told you to skip out on the party.

You’re well aware that every attendee was crucial for the TBZ boys and their stupid rivalry with the KAT girls. So maybe you understood why Changmin needed you there so badly, aside from the obvious beer pong thing. However, you were starting to regret showing up.

First of all, Ji Changmin was nowhere to be found. Second of all, Jeon Soyeon was hounding you all night about the secret you so idiotically shared with your gal pals.

She was dead set on finding you a solution. (Basically, she was scanning the crowd of partygoers for a suitable man to satisfy your overdue needs. And she was proving devastatingly unsuccessful.)

You were too anxious to drink, also. Your feet were bouncing from where you sat on the couch, and your fingers couldn’t stop fidgeting. The antsiness was getting annoying at this point and you were hoping your knight in shining armor (Ji Changmin) revealed himself soon. Lest he wanted to lose out on his beloved beer pong partner.

It appears that your years of honing in on your manifestation powers have finally come to fruition when you spot Younghoon and Juyeon hauling the beer pong table into the living room. Where one of those tables are stationed, you know you’re guaranteed to find your best friend. The shorter of the two gentle giants cups his hands around his mouth and announces the first round of tonight’s tournament.

You stand from your seat, grabbing the opportunity to break free of Soyeon’s efforts to pimp you out. You’re ready to confirm you and Changmin’s spot in the tournament, when you see that you’ve already been beaten to it. It takes absolutely everything in you not to let your jaw drop and your eyes to tear up.

Some girl who happens to be in your Lifespan Growth and Dev class (you think her name is Iseul) is draped over Changmin’s arm, signing them up for the first round. He doesn’t look like he wants to, but makes no effort to refuse her.

You don’t know why it irks you. It shouldn’t irk you.

You’ve never cared about who he spends his free time with in the past. It’s been so easy for you to let his behavior slide, brushing it under the rug like it was no biggie. But this time, you care a whole lot. You chalk it up to the fact that he was seemingly replacing you as his beer pong partner, even though that was the entire reason why he wanted you to come to the party.

Yeah. That’s why.

Your tongue darts out to wet your lips just as Hyunjae passes by, no doubtedly heading to the beer pong table. You catch the sleeve of his polo and force him to halt in his steps. You’re not even sure why the hell he’s wearing a polo in the first place, his outfit embodying the stereotypical frat boy perfectly. This looked nothing like his usual wardrobe.

“Oh, hey Y/N, what’s up?” He smiles that award-winning Hyunjae smile, the one that manages to charm every girl in the room every single time he pulls it out. He brings the brim of his red solo cup up to his lips and finishes whatever’s left in it with one swig. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Do you wanna be my beer pong partner?” Okay, well now you’ve said it so there’s no going back.

His eyebrow shoots up in a mixture of shock and pleasant surprise. “Me? You’re not gonna ask Changmin?”

“He’s…” Your eyes flitter over to where he stands with Iseul(?), Hyunjae’s following. No. You’re okay. This isn’t getting to your head at all. Everything’s cool and peachy. “He’s too preoccupied.”

Hyunjae chooses not to say anything, instead nudging you over to the opposite end of the table. Changmin’s eyes widen when he sees the two of you, even having the audacity to look scandalized. God, maybe that was his biggest fault. He was so entitled.

So, it was just fine for him to bail on you in favor of some girl he didn’t even know, but the second you talk to one of his frat brothers, it’s off the table? What a fucking hypocrite. The whole ordeal was actually beginning to get on your nerves now. All you wanted to do was win this stupid beer pong game to show him that he’ll never find a partner as good as you.

Woah. Holy shit, Y/N. You need to dial it back a bit with the possessiveness. That was a lot, especially for you.

Juyeon narrows his eyes at you and then glances over to Changmin, the cogs turning in his head slowly. You’re not sure if that’s because he’s so used to seeing you both on the same side of the beer pong table, or because his vision was so shitty. Either way, it has you cowering behind Hyunjae a little as he dips the ping pong ball into the cup of water in the center.

“Okay, you know the rules. Let’s have a healthy, friendly game,” Younghoon says, tapping the table with a smile. “No playing dirty. I’m looking at you, Hyunjae.”

The brunette raises his hands in surrender, doing a quick bout of rock, paper, scissors with Changmin to determine which team went first. He wins with a quirk of his lips, sauntering back over to you. After rolling his neck around and popping his fingers, he tosses the ball right into Changmin and Iseul’s center cup.

You hate to admit it, but Hyunjae’s actually pretty good at this. You’ve never really paid attention to anyone else’s beer pong skills considering you’ve only ever played with Changmin as your partner. Who knows, maybe you’ll switch over permanently after this. At least, you might if he keeps up whatever it is that he’s doing.

Your best friend’s jaw tightens as he grabs the red solo cup, chugging what’s inside. He huffs and takes his turn, nearly missing with the way the ball circles around the rim. He sighs in relief at the same time you grimace. You still hadn’t had anything to drink all night and starting with fucking beer was probably the worst idea.

The game probably would’ve been a bit more competitive had Iseul been decent at beer pong, but she sucked. So Hyunjae and yourself always kept your lead by one cup or more. Karma is a dish best served cold, or however the saying goes. And karma certainly presented itself in the form of Ji Changmin’s first ever TBZ beer pong tournament loss.

Hyunjae high fives you with a cheesy grin, lacing your fingers together and shaking them around. He presses a kiss to your temple and guides you away from the table as Juyeon and Younghoon clear it for the second round. It wasn’t odd for any of the TBZ boys to show you affection since you were like a sister to most of them, but this felt… kind of weird. You can’t pinpoint exactly why, but it made you feel off.

“You’re my secret weapon,” he laughs, hands burying into the pockets of his khaki shorts. “I’m gonna steal you as my partner permanently.”

As much as you joked around in your head, the truth of the matter was that you could never actually replace Changmin. In spite of him acting like a complete dumbass tonight, he was still your best friend. Not even the biggest of fights would change that fact.

Before you can dismiss him, Changmin is stalking over to you with a slight scowl. His nostrils flare a bit as he asks, “Can we talk?”

You barely nod and then he’s fisting the material of your top at the small of your back, urging you away from the living room. Your feet keep tripping over themselves while you attempt to match his pace but he’s too determined to reach his destination in mind to even notice. No one even bats an eye as you get ushered to your demise.

You’re coaxed into a nearby bathroom without a word, your best friend standing in front of you with his arms crossed over his chest. Because you hadn’t seen him a majority of the night, you hadn’t gotten the chance to get a good look at him. He was wearing a long sleeve striped polo and some baggy jeans, which probably would look basic on anyone else. But this is Ji Changmin. Girls flocked after him for a reason.

“Why would you play with Hyunjae? You know the type of guy he is. Now he thinks he has a shot with you or something.” As soon as he opens his mouth, you remember the type of guy he is.

“What does it matter to you? You were too busy giggling with your flavor of the week. Of course I wasn’t gonna wait around for you.” You bite back, mirroring his stance.

“Flavor of the—?” His eyebrows scrunch together in confusion and then everything settles in. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” you laugh humorlessly. “Don’t act all hypocritical with me, Changmin. I can’t believe I even came to this fucking party for you when you didn’t even bother giving me the same energy. Best friend, my ass.”

A scoff brushes past your lips and you turn to exit the bathroom, but he grabs your wrist. His grip isn’t too harsh, but it’s tight enough to stop you from going anywhere. “Wait. Don’t leave.”

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.” Your eyes flick back and forth between his and the fingers wrapped around your forearm. And you know, you really should’ve predicted what would happen after that. The nature of your words were provocative in their own right, not to mention the tension brewing in the midst of your argument.

From one second to the next, Changmin’s mouth is on your own, your back pressed to the bathroom door. His hands are everywhere and nowhere all at once; digging into your sides, running through your hair, caressing your face. You feel insane. Your head feels empty, no coherent thoughts running through it as his lips move against yours.

They migrate along your jaw and down your neck, nipping and sucking wherever they feel fit. Everything is moving way too fast for you to comprehend what’s happening. His lips feel so good on your skin, you’re having trouble finding the strength in you to stop him. But you know you have to. This was your best friend, for god’s sake. And besides, you didn’t want to deal with the disappointment you’ve faced time and time again when it came to men. You couldn’t handle feeling that way toward him.

Your palm presses against his chest and you try your hardest to ignore the sensation of his heart thumping beneath it. Your eyes squeeze shut as you push him off of you gently. Not expecting the sudden disruption, he stumbles backwards slightly. He’s a little dazed, like he, too, has not a single thought in that brain of his.

“I can’t— we can’t—“ You’re breathless, heaving up and down as if you’d just ran a damn marathon. “I have to go.”

You don’t give Changmin any freedom to react, escaping the bathroom exasperated. There’s too much going through your mind to search for Soyeon, leaving the party as quickly as you can. The moment your foot steps out of the front door, it’s like you’re given some clarity. The fresh air feels cool on your warm skin while you take the walk back to your apartment, not in the mood to sit in a stuffy car with anyone else. You needed to think clearly and vulnerably, and someone being there would just hinder that.

But first, you had to figure out where to go from here.

It’s been a couple days since the last TBZ party and you were still avoiding Ji Changmin like he was the plague.

You were definitely wishful thinking when you decided to just ignore things until you had class together. And even then, you were planning on pretending like nothing even happened. Fucking up your friendship with him was something you couldn’t stand emotionally. Or physically. It would be akin to the pain of having your heart ripped straight from your chest.

Meeting Changmin when you did was almost like a blessing in disguise. His attitude about life was exactly what you needed coming into university. You were shy and scared of your new surroundings. You had no friends, you were far from your family, and your imposter syndrome was through the roof. But then he swooped in and made everything better somehow. As much as it was a snooze fest, you’ll eternally be a little bit grateful for sharing that First Year Seminar class with him.

Deep down, a piece of you has always belonged to Changmin. From that first day of freshman year to now, you’ve always held him to a different standard than everyone else. You liked to believe it was because he was your best friend, the one person who sought you out even when it felt like no one ever would. And until very recently, you kept trying to convince yourself that was the case.

If you slept together that might be worse. What if he ended up like every other guy you’ve landed in bed with? What if he couldn’t satisfy you? It would make it even more strained. You didn’t want to end up like every other girl who’s vied for his heart and failed miserably. He wasn’t a relationship person.

Falling for him alone would complicate everything. If he didn’t feel the same, it would be weird between you and your friendship would never go back to normal. Yet as you lay here, body bundled in your comforter and drowning in one of the many sweatshirts he’s left over at your apartment, scrolling through his feed, you realize that there’s no return from this point. Now that you’ve contemplated the idea, you’re too far in.

You know, the universe had funny ways of rewarding you. (Or rather, punishing you.)

There’s a knock at your front door. You’re not entirely sure who it could be since you weren’t expecting anyone, but one glance through the peephole and it’s all over for you. You consider stepping away, running and cowering in your bedroom until he disappears so you can go back to dissimulating that your entire life wasn’t crumbling to your feet.

“Y/N, I know you’re in there. Open up, please, we need to talk.”

You curse under your breath but unlock the door anyway, maneuvering so he can come inside with ease. Changmin stares at you with an unreadable expression for a minute, vision raking over your figure. Maybe you’re imagining it, but it’s something similar to how men have looked at you before, like they were undressing you with their eyes. That’s when you remember that you were wearing his sweatshirt.

Without pants underneath…

The wind knocks out of him in an instant, something primal coming over him when his gaze lands on you in his clothing. He knows he shouldn’t think about you the way he does. He shouldn’t think of how pretty you are when your pen is caught in your teeth, attempting to make sense of whatever your professor was talking about. He shouldn’t think of the way your cheeks flush when you’ve had too much alcohol at one of the TBZ parties. He shouldn’t think of kissing you, or pressing up against you like a dog in heat. He shouldn’t be thinking of the kiss you shared Friday night.

You’re his best friend, the one person in the world who has ever understood him. The one who’s always glued to his side even when he may be in the wrong. Why would he ever want something different? How could he ask for more when he should be thankful for what he was already given?

“Why are you pushing me away? Why are you ignoring me?” Is what he finally asks after the silence has become unbearable.

“Changmin,” you swallow thickly, hesitative with what you say next. “Friends don’t kiss— we don’t kiss.”

He takes a step forward, and then another, and then another until he’s only arms’ length from you. “But, we could.”

You release a shuddery breath, reaching out to stop him from coming any closer. “P-Please. We can’t do this— I can’t do this.”

“Why not?” He pushes. He knows he’s tiptoeing the edge of something else. There’s a fine line between what you have now, and what he’s wanted for so long. It’s always been a matter of if you wanted that too. “Is it because you just don’t want to?”

You’re not even sure how to respond to him. Of course you want this. It isn’t that you don’t want him. You’re more scared than anything. You’re scared of becoming just another victim of Ji Changmin’s charms, of giving into him and it leading to another let down. Your resistance is evident on your face, and you’re not all that taken aback when he sighs.

“I’ve wanted you since that first day of First Year Seminar, Y/N. No one has ever compared to you and no one ever will,” he confesses, a hand coming up to cup your cheek. “I sleep with random girls to get you off my mind, to forget that I’m pretty fucking in love with my best friend.”

Then it all clicks.

It’s like you’ve come to the biggest realization of your life, an epiphany striking you suddenly with the weight of a freight train. It all trickles into place, the reason why you’ve never enjoyed yourself during sex. The reason why you’ve never finished at the hands of any man you’ve been with intimately.

None of them were Ji Changmin. None of them were the best friend that your heart has belonged to since your freshman year.

You press your lips to his without any warning, nearly colliding into him with the force of your impatience. He reciprocates immediately, fingers tangling in your hair and holding you closer than physically possible. You tilt your head to deepen the kiss, tongue dragging along his lower lip. Years of repressed longing and pining find themselves surfacing in this one kiss.

Changmin’s hands travel to your waist, burrowing into the fabric of his sweatshirt as he yanks you toward the couch. He falls to a sitting position when the backs of his knees hit the edge, your knees resting on either side of his lap. You don’t break apart once, not even to gasp for air as he grinds you down onto him. Through the material of his cargos you can feel him. He’s just as throbbing as you are, your core pulsing with a need unlike any other.

His fingers reach for the hem of the sweatshirt and that’s when you pause him, your nerves getting the best of you. He frowns. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just,” admitting this a second time isn’t easier. “I’ve never— nobody’s ever made me… you know…”

The corners of his lips curl up, thumbs rubbing the backs of your thighs. “You’ve never came before, baby?”

Your breathing stutters in your chest, the smugness of his voice sending shockwaves through your body. You should’ve fully expected him to be a master at pillowtalk, what with the whole Sex-God persona and all that jazz, but it still catches you off guard. You shake your head shyly, arms hooked around his neck. His mouth attaches to the spot behind your ear, sucking the skin tenderly.

“I’ll make sure you’re ruined for anyone else,” his voice is no louder than a whisper, but sounds deafening to the cotton stuffing the place where your brain should be. “I’ll make you feel so good, you won’t think twice about who you belong to.”

A small whine emits from your throat, hips gyrating themselves onto his crotch. He bucks up into you instinctively, keeping you still on his lap. The sheer possessiveness of his tone is driving you up the wall. That seemed to be something you had in common with each other. You’re lightheaded, too many layers of clothing blocking the space between you. Changmin connects your lips again, sliding his hands beneath the sweatshirt so his fingers can hook into the waistband of your panties.

He helps you out of them and your top, baring your entire body to him. The way his cock twitches makes him feel like a goddamn teenager. You paw at the zipper of his pants as he pulls off his t-shirt, tugging the cargos down his legs so you can kneel between them. If he thought he wasn’t going to last before, he’s certain of it now. He wraps your hair around his fist in a makeshift ponytail, watching you with hooded eyes as you kiss his tip.

“You look so gorgeous like this,” his voice is wavering, his composure drifting off.

That encourages you to take him into the wet heat of your mouth, tongue twirling around the tip. You run it along his slit, tasting the precum that had formed there. His head falls back onto the sofa cushions, jerking his hand back a bit and tugging your hair just enough for it to sting. You moan around his dick, the pain providing more pleasure than its intended purpose.

He bucks up into your mouth yet again, his length gliding down your throat. Not prepared for the intrusion, you gag, pulling off of his cock with a string of saliva bridging your lips to the tip. Tears prick at your eyes for a second, and then you’re going back in.

This time you manage to relax your throat, fitting more than you could prior. Changmin’s eyes are half lidded, not once daring to look anywhere that wasn’t you. The sight of you so eager to please, so desperate to reward him in spite of you being the one who’s never orgasmed before, was clouding his thinking.

The image of you on your knees, sucking him off like your life depended on it, would be burned into his brain for the rest of his life. (Not that he minded. You lived there practically rent free, anyways.)

Your attention stays on the tip of his cock, tongue repeatedly alternating with dragging under the head and the slit on top. He could die happily, actually, the fear that he may never have you in this way finally dissipating into thin air. Want could only take a man so far.

He doesn’t stay sentimental for very long, remembering that you were currently between his legs and the inner monologue could wait for later. Though, he makes the grave mistake of making direct eye contact with you and it’s game over after that point.

Changmin finishes with a groan, his cum painting your chest with milky white ropes. He cups both sides of your face, bringing you up to kiss you messily. He doesn’t care that he can taste himself in your mouth, nipping your bottom lip to pry it open. The two of you swap spots, with him now on the floor and you on the couch. He pushes up your knees, spreading them to gain access to your cunt, glistening with your slick.

He presses a soft kiss to your clit, glancing up at you through his lashes to gauge your reaction. He not only had a reputation to defend, but he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He was going to be the first man to make you cum. But it wasn’t sufficient to just fuck you, he needed to do more than that. He needed to flood your senses and show you exactly what you’ve been missing out on.

His tongue circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, his ring and middle fingers going counter-clockwise on your entrance. He can hear the laboring of your breathing, the sharp exhale through your nostrils when he experimentally slides one of them inside of you. He starts to pump it slowly, building up the pace until he adds the other finger, curling them.

You whine when Changmin’s lips envelope your clit, suckling like a man starved. His fingers south don’t halt their assault, the palm of his other hand flattening on your lower stomach. You reach down to card through his hair, clutching the strands for support. He groans against your pussy, the vibrations contributing to the knot growing tighter in your abdomen.

He switches his tongue and fingers a moment later, lapping at your hole and swiping at your clit in a close ovular pattern with his thumb. You’re dizzy, lids fluttering shut and back arching off the cushions in a weak attempt to minimize the space between you. Changmin pins down your hips with his forearm, continuing making out with your cunt.

He flips the stimulation once more, mouth on your clit and fingers buried deep inside of you in an instant. He keeps his eyes on you, focused on every scrunch of your face and slacking of your jaw. The sudden difference in sensations has a loud moan ripping from your vocal cords, that knot coming undone almost too quickly for it being your first time in this position. You feel his lips turn up in a smile, like he’s proud of himself for doing the impossible.

Changmin pulls back slightly, his fingers still working you down from your peak. When he thinks you’ve calmed, he’s up and kissing you, petting your hair gently. “You did so well for me, baby.”

“I’ve made myself cum so many times before, but never like that— holy shit, Changmin…” You’re a little stunned and he finds it cute, despite you both being in such a compromising situation.

“I need you to give me one more, is that okay?” He lays you on your back, hovering over you. “I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on my cock.”

You pull him down for another kiss, pecking the side of his neck with a hum. “Want you to fill me up, too.”

The groan that leaves him is guttural, his forehead falling onto your collarbone. Dreams really do come true. He hikes up one of your legs, lining himself up with you. He guides his cock into you and watches you for any moves of discomfort. A whimper bubbles past as he slips in, bottoming out smoothly. Half of you still couldn’t believe this was happening. No fucking way was Ji Changmin on top of you right now, dick compressed in your cunt to the hilt.

He holds your knee to your chest as he begins to thrust his hips, driving his cock deep from the get go. Each motion jostles you further up the sofa, but you’re too gone to care. Your eyes have started to roll to the back of your head and you already feel that pressure rising in the pit of your stomach.

At this rate, you’re not sure you’ll last very long. You’re still extremely sensitive from your first orgasm and Changmin’s plowing into you like he might never get the chance to do it again.

“You’re so— fuck— you’re so tight, baby… Squeezing me in like you don’t wanna let me go,” he rasps, trailing open mouthed kisses along your jaw and carrying them down your jugular.

You moan something about how deep he is, about how you can feel him everywhere. It’s too much. It’s not enough. And despite him giving you everything he has to offer, you crave more. You’re yearning for more.

Something in you snaps and you’re cradling his face in your hands. “Love you so much, Changmin. Wanna be with you forever.”

His eyes widen at your off-kilter confession, but he doesn’t cease once. If anything, his speed increases as he kisses you passionately, noses bumping but so far on the spectrum from the others. This one is more emotional, more meaningful. It’s not long before he’s spilling into you, moaning against your lips. You follow closely behind, your second orgasm cresting like a tidal wave.

You stay like that for a minute, both of you soaking it all in. Your chests meet in the middle with each breath you take.

Changmin pulls out of you carefully, laying so you can rest comfortably on top of him. A smile inches across his feature, like he was on the inside of a joke you weren’t. You raise an eyebrow at him.

“What…”

“Nothing, it’s just,” he brushes some of your hair from your forehead to leave a smooch there. “I’ve been waiting for the right time to tell you how I felt for a while now. I just wanted to assure that you wouldn’t scream in my face and run the opposite direction. But you went ahead and beat me to it.”

“You meant what you said about the other girls?” You nibble at the skin of your cheek, nervous. “You slept with them to distract yourself from me? Even Iseul?”

He nods, albeit a little shamefully. “Not my proudest moment, I’ll say. I could’ve gone about it a million other ways. But yeah, I didn’t want to ruin what we had. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you just because I couldn’t get my feelings in check.”

“You’re stupid,” you laugh, cuddling further into him. “It’s a good thing I’m kind of into that.”

“Kind of?” He quirks a brow at you. “I don’t know, you were saying something about loving me so much and wanting to be with me forever earlier…”

You smack his chest playfully. “Shut up. That was a moment of weakness or whatever.”

“It’s okay,” he smiles at you fondly, as if you were the reason that the sun shone so brightly. “I love you, too. And I wouldn’t mind being with you forever.”

© juyeonszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

[tgcg]

this is my element (+ album)

asking me to pick my fave album is like asking an orphan matron to pick her favorite baby boy

thats some weird and cruel circumstances to put upon me i feel like it changes every damn week like a rota

i mean what if my beats misbehave and i gotta put 'em in time out i cant play permanent on that theyre too cute

but yknow what i can show you one thing thats been on my mind lately

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so when i was a kid we had this skateboard vid by "element skateboards" on DVD

they were this skateboard kit slash apparel company that was all about progressivism and shit and they did these much lauded comp tapes of dudes riding around on their boards and doing the dopest of macho tricks on the shit

flipping it turnways

putting the rock in the house like a big man

we had some of their merch actually

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so anyways the one we had back then was This Is My Element

released 2007

mostly clips from cali i think and i mean the camerawork is fucking insane on some of those shots

this is gonna sound lame as fuck but i prob spent so many cumulative hours just peelin through the footage and ogling the shit outta it

that framing was tight

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so you may be asking yourself or me

dave you genuine dicksucker i asked about your fav album not your favorite sordid ass display of smooth dudes hardcore riding and grinding them boards in public dude you have a problem

ok well that wasnt a question first of all so jot that down

but anyways to THAT i say

listen to the music

the whole thing has an original soundtrack of ambient beats

got some abstract hip hop jams, got some more indie stuff, lots of acoustic sampling

HELLA underground

and basically every track minus one is done by sampler beast david p. madson AKA "odd nosdam"

dude is my hero seriously

he is the master of the beat machine i shit you not hes always been kinda my idol on this stuff

aside from bro obviously

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obviously.

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anyways he had an E-mu SP-1200 which is a really oldschool sampler invented by dave rossum in the late 80s

revolutionary to the hip hop scene

nosdam had this mega distinct sound to his music that i always wanted to replicate on my own beats

still do

i dont know for sure if he used it on T.I.M.E. but he uses some of the same samples from "vol. 9" which was exclusively SP-1200 so im gonna get a lil j’accuzi on that

it couldve been a boss dr sampler SP-202 though idk

he had one of those

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so aside from beating the shit out of the pause/resume button to flip my whole cranium at the cinematography or whatever i would also kinda play it on loop to listen to the soundtrack and space out at 2am

the lonely broner seemed to free his mind at night

ok shit broner is good but i didnt mean it like that

that was goofy lets just keep movin

it was the only way i had to listen to it back then but i mean the video is 50 mins long so its basically just an odd nosdam album with accompanying ambient skater sounds and random expletives and whatever

random car sequence

yknow what i dont think people respect enough?

the dude who catches all the "mad stunts yo" on camera

i swear to god at least half the time hes ALSO on a board and that shit is bananas to me

bros gotta be on some whole other level of zen to skate good AND catch all them glamor shots of his fellow skater

thats like an express ticket to the ER imo

the ambulance is already on the scene watching you like an eager crow watches a half dead dog

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ok gonna go ahead and lay it out flat

not great on a board myself

kinda dogshit at it actually

so maybe im not exactly an arbitrator of skateboard heinousness

but i always kinda liked watching THEM do it i mean who doesnt?

whats an even crazier layer to stack on the "dave" cake is

and dirk told me this because unfortunately it kinda happened post-2009

he would do all these collabs with one of my childhood favorite underground rappers david cohn aka serengeti

surrounded by daves left and right dude even before all the time travel horseshit

thats like

serendipitous as fuck i think!

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if sburb was just a revolving door of artists called dave that i could bump fists with

instead of other mes in various states of aliveness tending toward extremely dead

i wouldve probably given it something higher than 2 stars on my TGN review

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so yeah you ask me my favorite album its T.I.M.E. by odd nosdam i guess

bump that shit on a walk your mind will go places unknown to man

[itsquakey]

After a long while of reuploading posts and not really being online a whole lot I finally can kinda come forward with a few things and new art-think of this as kind of a reboot after a pretty long "break".

First of all, thanks for 3,500 followers! Originally this new art was for 3,000 (nearing 3,500) followers, but while I was working on it I zoomed past 3,500. So thank you all for your support and art for 4,000 followers will happen if I reach such a goal in the future.

I wanted to compile all my follower celebration art together for this-and the newest art is based off my heavy usage of pencil brushes for my current college semester (So no, this style won't come back unless I want to use it as color/shading for my actual style which has evolved a tad but stayed the same overall).

And now that that's over an explanation for all the hectic stuff that has happened and why this blog did what it did below since I feel an explanation is owed, as well as what will occur in the future:

I believe around the very start of 2024, the whole AI fiasco happened within Tumblr, which was also in-between the realization that my childhood was not normal and instead something I don't wish upon anyone plus me finally getting a schizoaffecitve disorder diagnosis. So all these things kinda coming together was the nail in the coffin and I overreacted by scrubbing my tumblr of everything, originally not wanting to repost and instead move stuff to other more safer sites. But instead I chose to use AI poisoning materials to bring my art back at the unfortunate price of the art quality. If I was in a better headspace I would have left the art as it was and maybe just took an extended break. So I apologize for all the wait and craziness.

Now I'm aware there's still a lot of old art that has not been reposted, and they will not be or they are being saved for reposting next year for specific dates. If there is art that has not been reposted you would like to have reposted, please leave an ask in my askbox and I will respond to the ask with the art in question.

What will be in store for the future? I have about a year and a half of college left, meaning this account has a year and a half of being the main focus of me account-wise. There are many projects that need finished, including Birth of a Wish, Revenge of Pike Knight, and multiple other comics that are wips sitting in my procreate app. These comics will be worked on over the time left, as well as a second (for fun) AU in the process of being made and whatever else fanart I wish to make, Kirby or otherwise. These piece will NOT be posted on a real schedule, I will upload them when they are ready. This blog is and was for fun and so I will not force myself to crunch. The only part of it I will have a schedule for is commissions for obvious reasons.

While I will try and interact with the fandom, I do not have the time I used to. I however am still friendly to approach for conversation, advice, and to ask me to be involved in art collabs like the anniversary art collab I was in this year.

That being said, I will also dabble in original concepts in my other blog, including ocs that were seen before like Malifer (now renamed as Nobody) and a comic series in the process of slowly being produced.

That is all for now, see ya!

Itsquakey/Chickenhoops.