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holding for jongin: day 592 of 641 ~ holding for sehun: day 368 of 639
âł EXO for Nature Republicâs Powdery Sun Stick | April 2019
#kai#sehun#exo#exogifs#kim jongin#oh sehun#kaigifs#sehungifs#nature republic#holding:jongin#holding:sehun
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#exo#gifs#exosnet#kai#jongin#kim jongin#userpeach#useranusia#usersealuv#userjinki#useroro#userresa#userbexrex
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FUCK ME HANDSOME | back
staring: kai x male reader
summary: Mn stumbles upon into an unfamiliar bar not knowing what to expect but ends up getting his ass pounded in the bathroom by a sexy man
nsfw
a/n: so we have all seen Kaiâs recent pics with chanyeol and suho and man he looks so big that I had an erection
The neon lights of the city cast an erotic glow over the dimly lit alleyway as Mn, his eyes heavy-lidded with lust, stumbled towards the pulsing beat emanating from within the club's walls. He had been drinking all evening, his inhibitions slowly melting away with each shot of whiskey downed at the bar. Tonight, he craved something more than just another meaningless hookupâtonight, he wanted to lose himself completely.
As he pushed open the heavy door, a wave of thumping bass and the scent of sweat and desire washed over him, immediately drawing him deeper into the heart of the establishment. The dance floor was a sea of writhing bodies, slick with perspiration, their movements a sensual display of primal need.
Amidst the chaos, Mn's gaze locked onto a striking figure standing near the barâtall, lean, with chiseled features that seemed carved from marble. His dark hair fell in disheveled waves across his forehead, contrasting starkly against the pale skin of his throat, which glistened with a sheen of moisture. Those piercing emerald eyes, however, were what truly captured Mn's attention, burning with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
Intrigued, Mn made his way through the crowd, his steps growing more confident with each passing moment. As he drew closer, he noticed the man's lips, full and inviting, curled into a subtle smirk, as if he too sensed the magnetic pull between them. Without breaking eye contact, Mn leaned in close, his breath hot against the stranger's ear as he whispered, "Hey there, handsome." The words hung in the air for a moment before the man turned, his emerald gaze meeting Mn's with a spark of recognition and undeniable attraction.
"I'm Mn," he offered, extending a hand in greeting. The stranger accepted it, his touch electrifying as they shook hands.
"Kai," he replied, his deep voice sending a thrill through Mn's body. There was something undeniably captivating about this mysterious individual, a raw sensuality that left Mn breathless and wanting more.
Without another word, Kai reached out, his fingers trailing along Mn's jawline before cupping his cheek. Mn's pulse quickened under Kai's gentle touch, his mind clouding with desire as he leaned into the intimate gesture. In that instant, the world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a whirlpool of lust and unspoken promises.
Kai's eyes never left Mn's as he guided him toward the back of the club, past the pulsating speakers and writhing dancers. They navigated through a maze of dark corridors until finally, they found themselves in a secluded room, dimly lit by a single flickering bulb.
With a low growl, Kai pressed Mn against the wall, his hard body pinning him in place as their mouths crashed together in a frenzy of tongues and teeth. Mn moaned into the kiss, his hands roaming over Kai's muscular frame, exploring every contour and ridge with a sense of reverence.
Mn's fingers tangled in Kai's dark locks as he deepened the kiss, swallowing the man's groans of pleasure. Kai's hands roamed lower, grasping at Mn's hips and tugging him harder against the wall. The rough fabric of Kai's shirt rubbed against Mn's sensitive nipples, sending jolts of electricity straight to his throbbing cock.
Breaking the kiss, Kai trailed his lips down Mn's neck, nipping and sucking at the tender flesh. Mn arched his head back, offering more access as he gasped for air. "Fuck, you taste so good," Kai murmured against Mn's skin, his hot breath igniting a fire within him.
Desperation took hold as Mn fumbled with the buttons of Kai's shirt, desperate to feel those chiseled muscles beneath his fingertips.
With a swift tug, Mn ripped open Kai's shirt, revealing a torso that could have been sculpted by the gods. His eyes widened at the sight, drinking in the expanse of smooth, tanned skin and the trail of dark hair leading down to Kai's waistband. Kai chuckled low in his throat, a sound that vibrated through Mn's entire being.
"You like what you see?" Kai asked, his voice dripping with arrogance and sexuality. Mn nodded mutely, unable to form coherent words as he reached out to trace the lines of Kai's abs with trembling fingers.
Kai captured Mn's wrist, guiding his hand lower until his palm rested against the prominent bulge straining against his jeans.
Mn whimpered, his knees buckling slightly as Kai's thick cock prodded insistently at his entrance. With a swift thrust, Kai buried himself to the hilt inside Mn, filling him completely. Mn cried out, his voice echoing off the walls as he struggled to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of being stretched and claimed so thoroughly.
Kai set a brutal pace, pounding into Mn with relentless force. Each powerful stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through Mn's core, his vision blurring at the edges as he teetered on the brink of ecstasy. "Harder!" Mn begged, his nails digging into the wall as he pushed back against Kai's thrusts.
Kai obliged, his grip on Mn's hips tightening as he drove into him with savage abandon.
Mn's world narrowed to the feeling of Kai's cock splitting him open, each merciless plunge sending him careening toward the edge of oblivion. His balls tightened, a familiar pressure building at the base of his spine as his orgasm approached with lightning speed.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Mn gasped, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. Kai's response was a guttural growl, his rhythm faltering for a split second before he slammed into Mn with renewed vigor.
That final thrust which Mn needed, his climax crashing over him like a wave. He screamed Kai's name, his body convulsing as spurt after spurt of hot cum painted the wall beside him. Through it all, Kai continued to move within him, chasing his own release with single-minded determination.
With a final, brutal thrust, Kai buried himself deep inside Mn's channel and let out a roar of completion. Wave after wave of scorching seed flooded Mn's insides, marking him irrevocably as Kai's. Mn collapsed against the wall, his legs giving out from the sheer force of his orgasm.
For several long moments, they remained entwined, panting heavily as they slowly came back to reality. Finally, Kai withdrew, his softening cock slipping free of Mn's well-fucked hole with a wet squelch. Mn whimpered at the loss, already missing the delicious fullness Kai had provided.
Kai turned Mn to face him, his emerald eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he traced a finger along Mn's flushed cheek. "You were incredible."
Kai's praise sent a warm glow through Mn's chest, his heart swelling with pride and affection. He leaned into Kai's touch, craving more of the tender attention. "You weren't so bad yourself," Mn teased, a lazy grin spreading across his face.
As they caught their breath, Mn's thoughts began to drift toward the future, imagining all the ways he could indulge in Kai's company again and again. The possibilities were endless, limited only by their creativity and desire.
Kai seemed to read Mn's mind, a mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes. "We're just getting started, sweetheart," he purred, his voice low and promising. "I plan to keep you very busy indeed."
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#bottom male reader#male reader#flowers fics#male x male#x male reader#kpop x male reader#bottom male reader smut#Exo#Exo smut#exo x male reader#Exo x Male reader smut#Exo kai#Kim jongin#jongin x Male reader#jongin smut#kai smut#kai x Male reader smut#kai x male reader
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KIM JONGIN cinema : kai kloor making film
#kai#exo#jongin#kim jongin#exosnet#exoedit#exoedits#mgroupsedit#mgroupsnet#kpopgfxnetwork#gifs#my edit#cleaning out my drafts
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unmatched beauty.
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[230319] rover â kai
#kai#kim jongin#exo#exosnet#ksoloists#malegroupsnet#malegroupsedit#mgroupsedit#kpopccc#kpopco#đ.gif#gif:exo#hi i'm alive#as alive as i can be after this performance aslkfhsdjkfahdsjf#let's not talk about this colouring i had a wild weekend sajdfhsdjfh
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a film by WONG KAR WAI starring KIM JONG IN... for @possession1981
#jongin#kai#kim jongin#exoedit#exosnet#aleksbestie#kpopccc#kpopco#mgroupsedit#malegroupsedit#dailybg#*#neox#gifs#happy borfday leksi !!#feel like i didnt do a good job but you'd sooner catch me dead than not wishing aleks a happy birthday
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KAI For Life (2016)
#exo#kai#kim jongin#jongin#exoedit#kpopco#malegroupsnet#kpopccc#dailymvs#tw flashing#*mywork#useroro#eritual#userjoanna#userresa#jadeblr#lucieblr#soffeblr#dearestmillie
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assorted kai gifs â requested by anon :)
#002#003#kai#kim jongin#exo#exosnet#exoedit#kpopco#userjoanna#useroro#awekslook#eritual#userbexrex#mg:exo#m:kai#fire tw#the bday cake one is soo cute
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mr. rover
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đżÂ ROVER KAI, 2023
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holding for jongin: day 592 of 641 âłÂ EXO KAI for Seoul Fashion Week | Spring/Summer 2022
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KAI ⧠HELLO STRANGER
#kai#kim jongin#exoedit#exonet#ksoloists#aleksbestie#tw flashing#tw eyestrain#boyidoledit#boyidolnet#mgroupsedit#malegroupsnet#malegroupsedit#exo kai#my gifs#*#userdramas#kpopccc#kpopco#kai film
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don't even think about other things (kim jongin x f!reader)
pairing: kim jongin x f!reader word count: 821 genre: smut warnings: mature content, p in v, riding, cursing, dirty talk?, jongin being the best boyfriend in the world a/n: wrote this some while ago. hope you all like it <3
âi got youâ, jongin whispered in your ear, licking his lips before kissing your neck and sucking on your skin. you moaned at his actions.
goddamn right he did. his promise to make you oblivion to all the shit that was going on in your life? he kept it. he told you he would make you feel good, cry and shake inside his arms while fucking you so good you would even forget your own name - and he did, all of it. his arms were holding you close, pushing you down to his lap as your legs straddled him. even though you were on top of him, he still had the upper hand; jongin was still the one dictading all of your moves.
his main goal was to make you forget everything you complained about earlier. your job was overwhelming you? your boss was being an asshole? your family asked way more than what you could do for them? donât worry, he got you. he said he would, so he did.
jongin bit your shoulder while squeezing your ass in both hands, heavenly breathing when you moaned at his touch. he looked at you, lustful eyes burning your skin as his gaze went all around your face, collarbones, chest and breasts. damn, you were so beautiful.
âi love youâ, he said without even thinking, lips making their way down the valley of your breasts, sucking everything they came in touch with.
you whined, both hands holding the back of jonginâs neck and scratching his skin, making him moan against your skin.Â
he couldnât wait anymore. one of his hands let go of you, stroking his length as his grip on your waist got stronger, a silent cue for you to align your entrance. and so you did it, slowly pushing your hips down, sinking on him and taking in the sight of jongin moaning, head threw back, veins on his throat popped up.
you closed your eyes, letting go of everything and relaxing your entire body. every single muscle gave in, flat as the sensation of being filled up by jongin became too much to you. he felt you shaking, and instantly wrapped both of his arms around you again, pulling you closer to his chest.
jonginâs movements started so lightly, so careful. he bucked his hips up over and over, thrusting into you with such a teasing pace - and you didnât need no teasing.
âbaby, pleaseâŚâ, you whined. you pressed your body harder against his own, burying your face into his neck. âharder.â
he groaned at your words, hands now caressing your waist before grabbing it, fingers sinking on your skin. jongin started to thrust deeper, harder, faster. every time he got out and into you again you made a new sound, breathing hot against his skin, nails holding his shoulders for dear life.
your mind went blank. there was not a single problem in this world that could distract you from that moment, not a single person could make you not focus on jongin. you made a mental note to thank him later - for being so good at fucking you, so good at taking care of you; for cheerishing you, putting your well being on top of his own. for being the best partner you could ever ask for.
âlook at meâ, he whispered to you.
the moment you did, jongin sighed at the sight of you. he didnât waste a single moment, locking his lips to yours and moaning against them. his movements somehow increased, fingers starting to stick to your sweaty skin. he let you take control over the kiss, deciding whether you wanted slow or fast, hard or soft.
you only broke to kiss to loudly moan jonginâs name, throwing your head back as you felt him hit your sweet spot. jongin looked at you, eyes piercing through your soul. he slid one of his hands to between your bodies, fingers quickly finding your clit and starting to make their magic upon you.
âbabyâŚâ, you managed to say.
âshhh, i got youâ, he repeated. âcum for me.â
his words gave you the cue, as you came hard and loudly, whining his name over and over again, feeling the best sensation in the world washing over you. in any other moment, any other day, you would do your best to make him cum too, to feel him either inside you or all over your stomach; but tonight, you were feeling selfish enough to only care about your own pleasure.
jongin didnât mind though. he smiled while watching you cum, movements becoming sloppier to match the way your body relaxed against him. when you sighed, laying on top of him and slightly chuckling, his smile got wider.
âyou okay?â, jongin asked, after a few moments.
âi love youâ, was all you could manage to reply. âi love you so much.â
you heard jongin giggling. he loved you too.
#kim jongin x reader#jongin x reader#kai x reader#kim jongin smut#jongin smut#kai smut#kim jongin imagines#jongin imagines#kai imagines#kim jongin x you#jongin x you#kai x you#exo smut#exo imagines#exo fanfic#exo scenarios#exo kai#exo#kai#kim jongin#jongin#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#kpop fanfic#exo x reader#exo x you
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KAI à REASON ⢠ON THE K : ASSEMBLE (221006)
#kai#exo#jongin#kim jongin#exosnet#ultkpopnetwork#exoedit#maleidolsnet#mgroupsnet#gif#edit#my edit#cleaning out my drafts
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A Manor of Shadow and Blood
Genre:Â Regency Gothic AU
Pairing:Â EXO x Reader
Summary:Â A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They wonât let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.
Part:Â 1Â IÂ 2Â IÂ 3Â IÂ 4 I 5
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The grand hall was lit as bright as midday. Every surface was polished to perfection, reflecting the candlelight at a greater force. Brilliant brass and gold surrounded you as you made your way through the dancing couples, their movements in perfect sync. Wrapped in each other's arms, they spin around without a care for your wandering presence.Â
While all who surrounded you were decorated in blacks and whites, your own dress was the color of freshly spilled blood. The heavy skirts that hug from your waist made it difficult to navigate the ballroom. Their fullness was of an older fashion, one that maybe your grandmother would have worn in her youth. The dropped shoulders left you exposed, your skin chilled despite the amount of bodies in here.Â
You kept navigating the dance floor, on the look out for something, though you didnât know what. Then you felt the familiar burn of eyes boring into your back, which sent a shiver down your spine. You whirled around to find the source, the dress brushing at your feet with the sudden motion. Through the crowd, you spotted Baekhyun leaning against the wall. With a single finger, he beckoned you over. And you obeyed.Â
Breaking through the sea of dancers, you took in his elegant suit, the hems lined with gold thread that shimmered against black velvet.Â
"You shouldn't dance alone," he purred. Arms crossed over his chest, he smirked at you with a grin even the devil wouldn't wear.
"I have no partner," you retorted. He held out a lazy hard. Hardly the romantic gesture. "No, thank you."Â
"How about me?" asked a sweet voice in your ear.Â
You turned your head to find Junmyeon at your back. He laid a soft hand on your hip to keep you from escaping out of propriety. When you didnât shove him away, the hand slyly moved to your stomach, pulling your bare shoulder blades into his chest. With the fingers of his left hand, he tilted your chin towards him.Â
"Am I a suitable partner?"Â
No answer passed your lips. You could think of nothing to say. The thought of him twirling you around the dance floor was not⌠unpleasant.Â
Junmyeon neither needed nor cared for a reply. He dipped his head to your shoulder and pressed a kiss to the skin. A small gasp passed your lips. And then he pressed another. More and more as he climbed up the curve of your neck. Heat rose from every inch of you as you sighed into the affectionate touches. You relaxed into his touch, welcoming each new contact of his lips.Â
"It's rude not to share, Junmyeon.â
Your attention snapped back to Baekhyun, who you had forgotten was there. He pushed himself off the wall and stepped closer to you so he stood in front of the minor.Â
No, not a mirror. There was no reflection.Â
Except⌠there was. The mirror reflected the floor, the ceiling, the candlelight. You.Â
But not Baekhyun. Not Junmyeon. And not the dancers still spinning behind you.Â
Fingers snaked through your hair and pulled your head back, your vulnerable neck exposed. From the gallery above, Kyungsoo watched as elongated fangs flashed behind Junmyeonâs lips and plunged into your neck.Â
*****
You woke with a start, the blanket flying off of you as you sat up in a fury. Sweet drenched every pore of your skin. Your day old dress clung to your skin in a way that felt suffocating. Each breath was a struggle for your lungs.Â
Vampires. The nightmarish tale that had kept you up as a child until you were convinced they weren't real turned out to be true. But how could they be real?Â
Creatures of the night. Blood drinkers. Horror stories meant to keep children from wandering about after dark.Â
Curling your legs to your chest and encasing them in your arms, you tried to think of a way out. To escape. With what strength you possessed, you slid off the bed and walked over to the window. The sun, so bright and full of life, was just beginning its descent towards the horizon. Nightâtheir domainâwas hours away. If the legends were true, then they would all be asleep at this moment. Any risk that was to be taken had to be taken now.Â
After changing into a sturdier dress, you retrieved your still mud-covered boots and, keeping them in one hand, you carefully pushed away the pathetic barrier and snuck out of the room.Â
Each step was taken with unmatched caution. You tested every board with your foot before fully committing. Any squeak of a floor or stumble down a stair could alert them to your escape. But by the grace of a miracle, you made it to the front door. Fingers trembling, you pulled on the boots and tied up the laces before opening the door only wide enough for you to slink through.Â
The next breath taken outside was like the first breath of life. But there was no time to take it in.Â
Gathering your skirts in your grip, you took off into the trees. The dirt was dry and sturdy under your feet. Branches and leaves crunched with the weight of your boots. A ladyâs delicacy was out of the question as you ran without abandon. You didn't know what direction you were running. But vampires needed blood to survive and they werenât drinking yours. And Jongdae had brought those buns from a bakery, not their own kitchen. You doubted any of them knew how to cook. That meant a village or town had to be nearby. Junmyeon had lied about the isolation of the manor. If you just kept going, you could find freedom.Â
However, your stamina was running out. This was never your preferred activity. Your lungs and throat burned in an unfamiliar way. The sun still shined above. A short respite could be spared.Â
You leaned against a tree trunk for support. In your boots your feet pulsed. Only now did you realize that you had run away without food or water. Not knowing where the kitchen was located, you didn't have time to waste on it. You could survive, you told yourself. Just a little farther. The town couldnât be too far. Unless you were headed in the wrong direction.Â
A rustling rippled through the silent forest. You snapped to attention, trying to find the source.Â
âThe wind,â you gasped between ragged breaths. âIt had to be the wind.âÂ
A low, rumbling growl said it wasn't wind.Â
In the distance, large silhouettes emerged. Wolves. Nearly a dozen of them.Â
You ran as fast as your crying legs could take you. With their superior nature built for the hunt, the wolves caught up to you within seconds. Their growls and howls grew louder and more threatening behind you. Running from the manor had been easy. Running from the wolves was to be your end.Â
Powerful paws slammed into your back. You were thrown to the ground, rolling across the ground as a scream ripped at your throat. The momentum stopped you on your stomach. Hair covered your face, but you could still see your death through the strands.Â
Wolves of gray and black gathered in a half moon circle. They had their prey in perfect position. The middle wolf pounced. All you had time to do was throw up your arms to protect your face. Claws raked across your forearm. Another scream echoed through the merciless trees. The wolf landed on the other side of you with pride. Now you were surrounded. A second wolf leapt.Â
A blur appeared in front of you and collided with the wolf midair. The two bodies tumbled across the forest floor. A human and the wolf.Â
Not a human.Â
Chanyeol. The wolf trapped within his grasp, Chanyeol tightened his gripâ
Crack.Â
The wolf fell limply to the ground, its tongue hanging from its jaw.Â
The others appeared seconds later. Not understanding what they were up against, the wolves let you go to attack the newest threat.Â
"Are you alright?" Junmyeon knelt down in front of you. His hands were outstretched as if you were the wild animal on the verge of attack. Behind him, snarls and whimpers told of the fightâand who was winning. Despite not answering him, he caught sight of your bleeding arm. "We need to get back to the manor."Â
He didn't ask permission before picking you up into his arms and sprinting through the forest. Everything blurred past you, your loose hair whipping at your face. He burst through the manor doors and didn't stop until he was able to set you down in the largest chair. Once you were safe, he fell to his knees, only his palms keeping him upright. The others soon stumbled in behind him, heaving and collapsing onto the floor. Only then did you notice the smoke floating up from each of their backs. Patches of burnt, red skin sizzled on their knuckles and faces. Anything that had been exposed to the sun.Â
"Baekhyun," Junmyeon gasped.Â
"I already have it." Kyungsoo came into the parlor with bottles stacked in his arms. He quickly passed them around, waiting until the others were quenching their thirst before pulling the cork out of his own bottle and chugging the contents.Â
With his bottle empty, Junmyeon tossed it to the side and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Red smears stained the ivory fabric. You shrank back in the chair as he turned towards you.Â
"What hell were you thinking!" He growled. "I warned you about the wolves!"Â
"Junmyeon, she's shaken up enough," Jongdae defended. Before your eyes, his burnt skin healed to be like new.
"She could have been killed!"Â
Your head was pounding. He was⌠concerned about your life? The legends said that the sun was a vampire's deadliest enemy. It was why they thrived in the darkness. But they had all risked a final death to come after you.Â
"Did you hear me scream?" you whispered. You could barely feel your own lips moving. All heads tuned to you.Â
Yixing was the one to answer. "Yes. We all heard you."Â
"Why were you out there?" Sehun asked aggressively.
You sucked in a sharp breath. There was no escaping the truth now. You stared at Jongdae. "I figured it out.âÂ
Baekhyun laughed. "At least we don't have to walk around delicately anymore."Â
"When exactly did you do so?" Minseok mocked.
"Then you should remember what I said to you before was true. Harm would not come to you within these walls." Junmyeon crouched down next to the chair. His eyes... there was something behind the darkness that tugged at your still wildly beating heart. "I know you were running away. And if you're desperate to get away enough to get yourself killed, then the choice can be yours. We can send you on your way with every provision. Or," he cleared his throat, "you stay here. With us."Â
A choice? He was giving you a choice?
Your gaze drifted over the faces that stared back at you. Even Kyungsoo refused to look away while he waited. There was almost a plea in his expression, a subtle beg. But was it to stay? Or for you to run as far away as possible?Â
Junmeyon took your attention away when he picked up your wounded arm with delicate fingers. His pleading was much more clear.Â
To leave would be the better choice. The more sane choice. But what would happen afterwards? You could claim being lost in the woods. With evidence of the carriage and the missing driver, what else could they believe? After a few days on bed rest, you would be back by your aunt's side, following her every whim. Including indulging her on a "perfectly adequate" suitor because you had no other option, no other path. That suitor who would then become your future. But you didn't want it. You refused to give in to it.Â
Already within these few days, you were⌠changed in a way. They might not be human, but these men would forever be burned into your memory. Who could move you with music the way Chanyeol had? What silent strength could match the aura of Junmyeon? You had been promised that none of them would harm you. The chance for something extraordinary was right in front of you. The kind of chance you had only read about. It just had to be taken.
"I think⌠I think I want to stay."
*****
The moon became an ever changing friend. You hardly saw the sun anymore. Like the men you had given yourself over to, you lived under the stars. It was oddly beautiful. This time was often forgotten about by you and many others. The night was only a background to your time within your dreams. But now it was your entire world.Â
Every evening, you awoke to the dying orange light of the day. Breakfast always waited for you outside the door. It was the rule that no one broke; none could enter your room without explicit permission from you. Those walls remained your safe haven when things grew too overwhelming.Â
Despite your decision to stay, discovering that other creatures walked the earth required a step away once in a while. Especially now, with you aware of their true nature, the men were refusing to hold back.Â
Dropping from the roof, running around with spectacular speed, and lifting objects that ten men couldn't hold. It was remarkable. Except for the diet and inability to walk in the sun, the⌠condition seemed more like a blessing.
"You're rather thoughtful this evening,â Jongdae commented. He walked beside you like he did every twilight.Â
After you finished your breakfast, you met Jongae at the front doors to go on a walk around the manor grounds. Often others would join you as well. Junmyeon was the most frequent, though Yixing, Changed, and Jongin made many appearances over the past week and a half. Boundaries were constantly tested, but one word from you and they retreated.
"I guess you could say I am thoughtful tonight," you finally sighed. You hadnât realized that you were being so obviously quiet. Funny, since you would have thought Jongdae would enjoy the silence. You typically had many questions or comments of your own to make.Â
"Should I go steal a penny from Sehun?"Â
You laughed. "I'd like to think my thoughts are worth more than a single penny.â
"They must be if you've become so skilled in deflecting from them." He crossed over to block your path. Gaze narrowed, he studied your carefully guarded expression. "What are you thinking about so hard? Regretting your decision to stay already?"Â
"No," you insisted. "Not at all."
He raised an eyebrow that simply asked, "Then what?"Â
"Do you always stay here?" you countered. "At the manor, I mean."Â
"We travel," Jongdae answered with a nod. "Not too often. Itâs a bit difficult, you see."
"But we like traveling north.â Minseok dropped from who-knew-where, landing with barely bent knees and hands folded behind his back. "In the winter, the night lasts longer. Junmyeon has a small hunting lodge up there.Â
A hunting lodge? "Then why do you stay here?"Â
Minsoek shrugged. "This manor is bigger."Â
"Having nine of us in one household can be a bit volatile,â Jongdae added. He stepped aside to continue the stroll. "We need the room to separate so we don't level a building."Â
Your foot caught on an invisible lump in the grass. "You could destroy a building while fighting?"Â
Minseok snickered as he caught your stumble and helped steady your stance. His hand lingered at your waist until your sharpened glare made him remove it. "We havenât crumbled a wall in a few years."
You scoffed at the casual tone. "What sort of fight caused that?"Â
"I can't remember." Minseok leaned forward slightly to look at Jongdae for help. But he didn't seem to recall either.Â
"Who knows what started it between Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.â
Your mouth dropped open in shock. Kyungsoo and Chanyeol had fought over something to the point of destroying a wall to crumble? It didn't feel plausible. Neither seemed like the hot-headed sort. You wanted to know the igniting incident so desperately.Â
Both Jongdae and Minseok suddenly whipped their heads towards the front of the manor.Â
"What is it?" you asked when neither offered an explanation.Â
"Junmyeon's calling for us." Jongdae scooped you up into his arms without warning. At your confused expression, he explained, "We're not leaving you alone out here." Remember your last adventure in the woods lingered in the silence.
The short lived wind whipped at your hair that you still wore loose to cover your neck. As soon as he stopped running, you wiggled out of his arms to be back on your feet. Everyone else was already gathered just outside the door. Several eyed you and Jongdae with suspicious and annoyed glares. You took a step away from him for some separation.Â
Clearing his throat, Junmyeon called everyone to attention. "We have to go huntingâreal hunting. Now, normally, we all go together, but now that we have our guest," he nodded towards you, "some will have to stay behind with her until the first party⌠comes back."Â
"If you all need to go,â you couldn't quite speak the word feed, "then I'll be alright. For a few hours, at least." You weren't sure how long this excursion would take.
Junmyeon's features softened. "No. We'll go in groups. Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Minseok and I will go first. We shouldn't be gone long." He reached out and patted the top of your head before disappearing into the trees. Kyungsoo gave no goodbye as he followed suit. The last two playfully shoved each other while taking off.Â
"Come." Yixing took hold of your hand and started pulling you inside. "I want to show you something."
"Butâ" You had wanted to ask Jongdae a question, but the traitor was already gone, off somewhere to do something he would never tell you about. So, you let Yixing take you into the manor and up the main staircase at the end of the hallway. At least he let you stay on your own feet instead of insisting on going at his speed.Â
Going down an unfamiliar hallway, you were reminded how big this place was and how much you still had to explore. The men occupied most of your time, vying for your attention and pulling you this way and that so you didnât have much time on your own. It was odd and overwhelming at times.Â
During your seasons in town, you were hardly a well-sought after prize. There were prettier girls with grander dowries. You had accepted that fact. Now you were the center of a courting dance to which you knew none of the steps and possessed endless partners.Â
Yixing paused in front of a door that looked identical to all the others. He kept his fingers tight around yours as he slowly turned the knob with his free hand. The door swung open.Â
The gasp inhaled through your parted lips wasn't enough to convey your awe.Â
Maps of all the places you'd heard of and dozens more you hadn't covered the walls like homemade wallpaper. Slipping out of Yixing's grip, you walked further into the study, spinning slowly around to take it all in. The maps were varying degrees of tan, some as light as his skin, others as dark as animal leather.Â
Instead of bookshelves, doorless cabinets waist high lined three of the walls. Their squared shelves were stuffed full of parchment and ink and quills. A lone sketcher's desk sat in the middle, an unfinished drawing laying against the tilted surface.Â
"What is this place?"
"It's my personal study," Yixing answered as he laid a hand on the edge of the desk. "Kyungsoo gave it to me after I had accidentally taken over one of the parlors."Â
Your awe increased ten-fold. Your initial assumption was that he was a collector, not the original artist. "You drew all of these?"Â
He nodded almost... shyly. "I did. I was a cartographer. Before."Â
"Before?" You understood what he meant, but you didn't know how to ask for the story.Â
Turning his eyes to the parchment, he pinched it between his fingers. "I didn't just love traveling. I loved capturing it on paper. I wanted to make these places into art, but not like every other painting. I wanted them to be perfect. Exact replicas as if you were staying at them from Godâs point of view. And I wanted to be the best. I couldn't be, though. I wasnât good enough."Â
You moved closer to him, entranced in the story. "What happened?"
A rueful smile tightened at his lips. "I was given a chance to become perfect. What I didn't know was that I traded everyone knowing my maps for the talent to make it happen." Sorrow rolled from him like the tide warning of an oncoming storm.Â
Feeling the pull to comfort him, you reached out and covered his fidgeting hand with your own steady fingers.
"People will be able to know your work some day," you whispered. "Iâm sure of it."Â
Perhaps you had been a bit too forward, a bit too open.Â
Yixing moved gracefully forward to eliminate most of the space between you. A smooth thumb that once must have been calloused when it was human caressed the edge of your jaw. His flickering eyes made intentions obvious.Â
Clearing your throat, you stepped out of the touch. "Why isn't this one finished?" You pointed to the drawing on the desk. It was an aerial view of the manor, with the top half of the parchment containing the beginning edges of the garden hedges. Disappointed, Yixing sighed and went along with your distraction.Â
"I'm still working out the maze. It is intricate. Much more than I was prepared for."Â
"Goodness." You were thankful that you hadn't wandered in there yet, especially on your own.
"Yixing.âÂ
Both of you turned towards the door to find Sehun standing under the frame.Â
"Yes, Sehun?" Yixing said through somewhat gritted teeth. The young vampire wasn't phased.Â
"I need to speak with you."Â
"Fine." None of you moved.Â
Sehun looked at you with a pointed glare.
You received the hint loud and clear. "I'll leave you, then.âÂ
With more relief than you cared to admit, you scurried out of the room and down the hallway.Â
Around the corner, you pressed your back against the wall and forced yourself to take deep breaths that filled your lungs to capacity. Panic had been the response at Yixing's closeness. You didn't mean for that to be the response. You didn't want to be closed off to any of them. But you couldn't help it. Maybe it was merely the closeness of the situation.Â
Giving yourself a small amount of grace, you pushed off the wall and made your way downstairs. So used to your time being absorbed by the men that you weren't sure what to do with yourself. Two of the ones that remained behind were currently occupied. As for the three others, they could have been anywhere.Â
You wandered around the main floor with a fleeting hope that one would come to find you. Then you saw them. A row of grand doors evenly spaced along the north wall called you forward.
The grand ballroom took your breath away. Not so dissimilar to the one in your dream, though this oneâs lack of warmth and light left you heartbroken. Memories of dancing figures and lively music haunted these walls. In the corner, you could imagine a small orchestra strumming their instruments in delight.Â
You walked to the center where dozens of pairs used to twirl and bow and embrace each other in time with the melody. Ghostly laughter echoed in your ears. What had once been bright and golden and full of life was dull, dark, and covered in cobwebs that swayed in the breeze of unknown origin.Â
Glancing around, you confirmed that you were truly alone before closing your eyes, lifting your arms, and began a soft hum.Â
You danced with an invisible partner in the fashion that your grandfather had taught you as a small child. It was more intimate than the choreographed dances currently popularized. You had always imagined your first ball like this, instead of the disappointment you really experienced. You had pictured a boy you didnât know catching your eye. As the music was struck up, he laid a hand on your waist.
Just like now.Â
Hm. Your imagination was running wild, even pretending the weight of a palm was there on your lower back. And now in your lifted left hand.Â
No. That wasnât your imagination.Â
Your eyes snapped open.Â
Jongin had taken the place of your imagined partner. He smiled down at you with a feline smirk as his hands tightened around you, refusing to let you slip away. There was no choice in leaving this musicless dance. You had stopped humming but he continued to whirl you around the marble floor. He controlled the dance, in charge of every step. He led with an expertise he shouldnât have possessedâif he were a man of this age.Â
In one final move, he slipped his arm fully around your waist, pulling you so close that no room remained between you. Without breaking the spin, he lifted you from the floor as if you were no more than a kitten and whirled you around like the heroine from your favorite novel.
When the spin came to a close, he set you back on your feet, but didnât let go. Your lungs heaved from the exerciseâand from the way your bodies pressed together. Each rise of your chest brought you even closer to Jongin. He kept your gaze like a stablehand trying to calm a wild horse. His right hand slipped from your fingers, softly tracing the delicate inside of your arm. The touch left behind a fire you couldnât explain. A cold, simmering fire.
He cupped your jaw as his eyes drifted down to your lips. This was a different reaction to Yixingâs wandering gaze. Not panic, but something similar.Â
Jongin held you in place as he leaned down, his lips pressing gently into the corner of yours. The thin breath in your lungs hitched. He lifted his lips only to find a new patch of skin. The delicate skin covering your pulse. Every muscle in your body froze. He kissed the skin softly. Surely, he could feel the race of your blood.Â
âWhenever you need a partner,â he said in a hush against your neck, âjust whisper my name.â
And then, he was gone.Â
You stared off at the empty path left behind Jongin. The sheer hubris.
His name lingered on your lips, wondering if he would really come back like he said. But you kept the whisper inside and left the ballroom just the same.Â
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