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Ride Or Die

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: boyfriend!Jongin (EXO) x reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, fluff, established relationship au!, lovers on the run au

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: R

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: oral (both receiving), biting, foot fetish, doggy style, multiple orgasms, masturbation, dirty talk, fingering, nail digging, 

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1.6k

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:   You and Jongin take on dangerous, thrilling jobs to fund your lifestyle, and tonight wasn’t anything different. 

𝐀𝐍: So I was listening to Kai’s solo album (check it out if you haven’t) and there is a song called Ride Or Die that I absolutely love. I’ve listened to it so much that I got inspired to write this. I hope you enjoy it! And thank you @sugasbabiie​  for looking at this once again.

“Fuck, the cops are here! We have to go now!” You shout, rushing out of the building. 

You and Kai hurry into the car, keys already in your hand as you turn the ignition while he holds the bags of money. You speed away from the bank, your foot firmly pressed onto the gas pedal as you weave through traffic. The blue and red lights from the cop cars are not too far behind, the annoying sirens blaring from its speakers. Your adrenaline is through the roof, matched with your anxiety, and you want to scream your way out of this scenario until you make it home. But then you look over at Kai, who reassuringly places his hand on your leg, encouraging you to stay calm and evade the authorities.

 He is your anchor in all of this, robbing banks and museums to fund your lifestyle. A year ago, you wouldn’t have thought meeting the love of your life at an art exhibit would result in stealing one of the most famous European paintings in the world, nor celebrating your success by fucking him on the beach after. You both crave thrilling adventures and the finest things in life, and you two are not afraid to get your hands dirty to make it happen. 

“They are gaining on us, Y/N,” Kai warns, looking at the passenger mirror.

“I know,” you grit your teeth, looking for a possible escape route.

The sirens are getting louder, and the outlines of the cop cars are now in your vision. You scream out in frustration, slamming your hand against the steering wheel.

“Hey, whoa. Calm down,” Kai commands, squeezing your thigh a little tighter. 

“What do you mean, calm down?!” You shout at him. “They are almost on to us.”

“Make a turn right there and get on the freeway,” he points towards the right.

Seeing the freeway sign, you speed ahead to make it just as the street light turns red. You look in your rearview mirror and let out a sigh of relief as the police cars are further away from your view. You look over at Kai, and he is staring at you, with soft eyes full of concern. 

“I’m okay, Kai,” you wave off his concern. “That was just a close one, that’s all.”

“I just never seen you lose control like that,” he mentions, taking the ski mask off of his face. 

“I was just frazzled,” you admit. “ We’ve never been in a position where we almost got caught.”

He nods, looking into the bags and counting the money, and looking over the jewelry we stole from the deposit boxes. You get off a couple of exits later, pulling into a dark alley and turning the ignition off of the car. You hide the getaway car under a car cover, Kai electing to drive as you switch to your regular car and make your way to your house on the hills. The thrill of almost being caught and getting away with money and jewels creeps up and excites you, a slow burn forming inside of you, ready to be unleashed. You look over at him, his veins popping out of his right arm as he has his hand firmly on the wheel, focused on the road. You want nothing more than to make him pull over and fuck him in the driver’s seat, but you have a better idea. 

Shortly after, you pull into the driveway of your two-story home, kicking off your shoes as soon as you walk into the door. Kai follows behind you, cupping your ass as he heads upstairs. Your center is already melting from his touch, and you have a need that only he can fix. You make your way upstairs to your spacious bedroom, finding Kai pouring all of the money and jewels on the bed, overlooking our haul of the night.

“We did good tonight,” he comments, holding a diamond necklace in his hands. 

“I see,” you say, unbuttoning your shirt.

Kai cocks an eyebrow and smirks, palming the growing bulge in his pants. 

“What are you doing?” he asks slowly, his eyes going dark from lust.

“You know what I’m doing,” you respond shortly, throwing your shirt at him. 

You jump on him, and he catches you mid-air, kissing you ravenously as you unhook your bra. He squeezes your ass in his big hands, holding onto you steadily as you suck on his bottom lip, earning a moan out of him.

“I am going to fuck the shit out of you,” he growls, throwing you onto the bed. 

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you quip, sliding off your pants and panties. 

You playfully throw them at him, and Kai smirks, getting on his knees and kissing your toes. You bite back a moan as he works his lips up to your legs, leaving small bites on your thighs. Your nectar is already dripping, anticipating the assault Kai is going to do to your clit. He pauses, opening your legs wider and admiring the view that’s in front of him. He slips a finger inside of you and slowly takes it out, eagerly sucking the sweetness that came from you. 

“Please, Kai,” you beg. “I need you.”

“Do you now?” he chuckles, placing his head on your thigh, face to face with your brimming sweet core.

“Yes,” you nod frantically, eager to feel his tongue in your insides. “Taste me please-”

You are cut off with your gasp as his lips ravenously kiss your center, electricity souring in between your legs. You rake your hands through his hair, gripping on it tightly as he hungrily eats you alive. You grind against his face, your moans getting louder as he sucks on you harder, sending vibrations through your thighs. You look up and see white stars, signaling your release as you scream his name, pulling on his hair tighter. You cum in his mouth, and he doesn’t let up, licking up your juices in a carnal state of mind as your legs quiver from the shockwave of your orgasm.

“Cum again. I’m still hungry,” Kai commands, slipping two fingers inside of you.

He pushes your legs wider, his eyes never leaving your sweet nectar as he thrusts his long fingers in and out of you. Your legs are shaking, and you are a whimpering mess, but you are taken back to that blissful state, now tongue fucking you into another orgasm.

“You are the best thing I’ve ever tasted,” he remarks, licking his fingers clean of your juices. 

Your breathing is rigid, and you still see white stars in your vision, but your body’s craving for Kai supersedes anything else you are feeling. You hear him undo his pants, and you sit up to his exposed thick member already glistening with precum. You crawl on the bed, catlike, towards him, pulling him closer to your face.  You lean forward and lick him from base to tip before taking him whole. 

“Fuck!” Kai lets out a throaty groan as you suck on his head gently.

You start bobbing your head, creating a rhythm as you hungrily suck his dick. His hands grab ahold of your hair, helping you move along his thick shaft, drips of saliva coming out of the corners of your mouth. You lean in further, allowing his length to hit the back of your throat as he roughly fucks your face. You look up at him, his eyes closed and mouth parted, singing songs of praise as you pick up the speed. You swirl your tongue and moan, sending vibrations along his thick cock. You feel him hardening, and you smirk, knowing that his release is about to come soon.

“Oh no, you don’t Y/N,” he grunts, pulling himself out of your mouth. “Turn over now.”

You turn around swiftly, your back arched and your ass in the air as he bends down and enters you from behind. You both groan in unison, his member filling perfectly into your tight hole. His movements are rough, his nails digging into your skin, and he pounds into you with such vulgarity, almost immediately sending you over the edge. 

“I love the way you feel around my dick,” Kai moans, lifting one of your legs midway. “I want you to touch yourself while I’m fucking you.”

You do as you're told, rubbing your clit voraciously as he feverishly increases his speed, skin slapping noises filling up your spacious bedroom. You can feel the sweat dripping from his face, and it turns you on more, your stomach coiling as you reach your peak. Without warning, he pushes your head into the bed, dollar bills covering your face as he continues his onslaught. Your hands are grasping to whatever you can find, losing control as you convulse around him, screaming his name.

“Fuck, Y/N!” He exclaims before shortly reaching his own release, flooding himself into you. He thrusts through both of your peaks before slowly pulling out, collapsing next to you on the bed.

“I don’t know what it is about robbing banks and the way you look at me, but it makes me want you every time,” you breathe heavily.

Kai looks up at you and smiles, leaving a small kiss on your forehead.

“Maybe it's the thrill?” he suggests, his hands rubbing you back.

“Mmmm, maybe,” you say groggily, your eyes now closed.

He gets up and slaps your ass, saying he was getting into the shower. Your body doesn’t allow you to move from your position, and instead, you fall asleep, still lying on piles of money and jewels. 

Kai comes out moments later, finding you snoring softly on the bed. He chuckles, retrieving a rag with soap and a towel, wiping you down without waking you up. Kai carefully puts the money and jewelry away, moving you to the other side of the bed and snuggling you into the covers. He admires your peaceful state, kissing your forehead before laying next to you.  

“I love you, my ride or die,” he whispers, holding you in his arms. “I’ll always be there.”

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Office Rendezvous

Pairing: ceo!Suho x sub!reader

Rating: R (18+)

Genre: smut, a bit of fluff

Warnings: dom vibes, clit stimulation, spanking, dirty talk, pet names, fingering, squirting, exhibitionist display, a bit of foot play, 

Words: 1.4k

Summary: You come all the way into the city for office sex from Suho, and its well worth the trip. 

“Mr. Kim will see you now.”

You nod at the secretary as you walk towards the big open doors to a massive office. The windows are wide and tall, with a beautiful view of the city. The office is big enough to fit at least a two-bedroom apartment, decorated with the finest office furniture you have ever seen. You set your purse down onto the sectional sofa and cross your legs slowly, meeting the gaze of the handsome man in front of you. His dark hair is clipped short and slicked back, bringing out his smooth skin. The suit is expensive, nicely tailored, his shirt underneath slightly unbuttoned enough to see his smooth chest.

“Hello, Y/N. It's been a while,” Suho addresses you formally as he gets up from his desk and shuts the doors, locking them.

“Well, you called me, so I came,” you respond smoothly.

You uncross your legs seductively and leave them slightly open, opting not to wear any panties underneath your skirt. His eyes dart over to your legs, and you watch them trail steadily to the center between your legs. He chuckles and gets out of his chair, his dick already hard and ready as he walks towards you. 

“God, you are divine,” he purrs, getting on his knees.

He kisses you, and you instantly feel warm and tingly all over. His hands reach your cheeks, deepening his kiss and pulling you in closer while you are unbuttoning your shirt. He trails his lips down to your jawline and continues to place soft kisses on your neck.

“Did you miss me?” he asks in between kisses.

“Of course I did,” you respond honestly.

You can feel his smirk on your skin as he starts sucking on your neck, taking you by surprise. Your neck is a sensitive spot, and he knows this is one of the fastest ways to get you to under his spell. Your nipples harden, and your sweet core is aching for his touch. Your hand slides under your skirt, and softly rubs your clit through your panties. He notices this and pushes your hand away, causing you to whimper. 

“You are not allowed to touch yourself until I say so,” he commands. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

You pout a little, and he catches your frown. He swiftly stands you up and walks you over to his desk, bending you over. He lifts your skirt and rubs your bare cheeks.

“You know how I feel about you acting bratty, ” he says cooly. 

“I’m sorry, sir. I was just so disappointed—”

“Ah, ah,” he interrupts you. “I don’t want to hear it. You know the rules, princess.”

You turn to look at your reflection in the large office mirror, and you see him loosening his tie. He takes it and shoves it in your mouth until your cheeks puff outward. 

“You get three licks because of your behavior. Understood?”

You nod and brace yourself for what’s about to come.

“One.”

He slaps your ass with his big hands, and you hold on to the desk, gripping the edges tightly.

“Two.”

The slap is more formidable, leaving a sting and one of his fingers accidentally brushes against your slit, exposing your wetness.

“You are so needy,” he comments, gearing for another smack.

“Three.”

The last slap was harder, leaving a more lasting effect than the previous sting. He massages your derriere, calming the sensation, and then slips two fingers inside of you. You grip on the desk further, hiking your leg onto the desk, wanting to feel more of them inside of you. His finger thrusts are slow, twisting around inside of you, almost mechanical. He pulls your hair and pushes them deeper inside of you. Your walls tighten, and you almost cry out, forgetting momentarily about the tie still stuffed inside of your mouth. 

“You do like that baby?” he asks you seductively. “You do like the way my fingers feel deep inside this tight pussy?”

You nod feverishly, bewitched by the sinful way he is finger fucking you into oblivion. Your walls contract around his fingers, eyes rolling back as your orgasm ripples through you, making a mess on his fingers and his shoes. He chuckles, sliding his fingers out slowly as you come down from your high, breathing heavily with that fabric still stuffed firmly into your mouth. He looks over at the mirror, looking at your thoroughly fucked out face, and slowly takes his tie out of your mouth. He takes you off of the desk and turns you around, pausing before kissing you once more. 

“You took those fingers so well for me,” he says as he unbuckles his pants. 

He looks at his watch, his eyes widening a little bit. You lean back against the desk, lifting your leg to touch his hardened erection with your foot. He holds on to it, palming himself with your foot, not losing eye contact. 

“My next meeting will be in 10 minutes, so we will have to make this quick,” he warns.

He grabs by your waist and walks you over to his massive window overlooking the city. He presses your body on the cold glass, sucking the skin of your neck and harshly rubbing on your over-sensitive clit. He enters you from behind, slamming into you with such force that you thought the glass was going to break. He is animalistic, pummeling into your tight core, the sounds of skin slapping, and moans filling the office. You don’t care who hears you or sees you out the window, your blood is pumping, and you are drunk on ecstasy.

“You have to be a little quieter princess,” he rasps, digging his nails into your hips. 

“I’m… sorry,” you choked, at a loss of words.

He increases his pace and rubs your clit once again, sending you over the edge. You shudder uncontrollably, covering your mouth as you scream his name. He sucks air through his teeth and stiffens, moaning your name into your sweaty neck, flooding himself into you. You feel hazy, almost drunk, totally out of breath. You step away from the window, and your legs are shaking, struggling to keep your balance. He takes notice and sits you down on his office chair, gathering your clothes and helping you put them on.

“This was… fun,” you admit, buttoning up your shirt. 

“It’s always a good time with you,” he reminisces as he is making himself presentable again.

You roll your eyes and nudge him playfully, and he pulls in you for one last kiss, grabbing a handful of your butt as he does.

A voice cuts through his office phone, telling him that his meeting is about to start soon. You step away from him, grabbing your belongings before unlocking the door. You turn around and take one last good look at him, watching him get ready. You nod at the secretary once more before departing to the elevators and exiting the building. Your core throbs a bit more, wishing you could have him again even though you just finished, but you set in your mind that it will have to be another time and start heading home. 

8:11 pm

You just got the shower after a long day, and you climb into bed, snuggling on your side of the bed. You hear your front door alarm go off, which means that your husband is finally home from work. You listen to him set his things down on the counter, and then his footsteps get louder until he reaches the room. For some reason, you are more anxious than usual, twiddling with your thumbs until he walks into the room.

“Hi, babe,” you greet him with a smile. 

“Hey, love,” he responds, walking over to you with a soft kiss.

“How was your day,” you inquire, now sitting up on the bed.

“It was… great.”

There’s a brief moment of silence, and then you both burst into laughter, him collapsing on top of you in the bed. 

“You should come up to my office more often. Today was one for the books. I’m sure even my secretary heard us.”

You are mortified that she might have heard you, and you are not sure how you will look her in the eyes again. That thought is cut short, however, when you notice him pulling handcuffs out of pocket. 

“I’ve been thinking about this all day since you left me,” he coos, reaching under your shirt.

“Are you ready for round 2?”

You take off your shirt, exposing your breasts freely and throwing your t-shirt in his face. You slide off your pajamas and panties, dropping them onto the floor.

“Does that answer your question?”

He grins and leans in, kissing you once more, preparing for another fuck session. 

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Unrequited Love pt. 1

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Chanyeol (EXO) x reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, smut, best friends au

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: R (18+)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: drinking, drunk sex (with consent), oral, missionary, swearing, mentions of death, toxic relationships

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1k

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Chanyeol is in love with his best friend but he has been stuck in the shadows as he watches her go through heartbreak after heartbreak. Will today be the day he finally tells her how he feels?

Chanyeol loves her. He fucking loves her so much it hurts. But Y/N does not love him back, nor does she have a clue how he feels.

 The way her soft silky skin beams brightly like the sun and the way her hair smells like honey, it’s intoxicating, and he keeps getting drawn in. Her beautiful eyes are full of life, her cute nose and full lips, accompanied by a beautiful smile. Her short hair barely touching her shoulders, topped off with a beanie to cover her perfect ears because it’s cold. She is tall enough to kiss him whenever and Chanyeol hopes that she does. 

He needs her like the air he breathes, the blood in his veins, and the water he drinks when he is dehydrated. This girl is the compass he needs when he is lost in the world, the light at the end of the tunnel, the love of his life. He needs her to know that. He has to tell her that.

“Yeolie, what’s on your mind?” Y/N asks Chanyeol, her deep soft voice cutting through his thoughts.

“Oh, nothing,” he lies, shaking his head. “I’m just enjoying the view.”

“You know you can talk to me if you have something on your mind, right?” she pokes him.

“Yeah, of course.”

 She leans into him as we walk throughout the park, wrapping her arm around his, her fresh scent filling his space and knocking him out of his senses.

 Since they were kids, they have been best friends, their parents knew each other well, so they naturally became close. Chanyeol had his fair share of relationships, and Y/N has had only one boyfriend her entire life. Her relationship is a tumultuous one, breaking up every other month because of something he said or something she did that he did not like.  It’s hard seeing her upset and accepting the bare minimum from this loser. She deserves better, and he wishes she could see that. 

But something changed two years ago when they both happened to break up with their significant others. They got drunk together, swallowing their woes down with bottles of tequila. They danced in Chanyeol’s living room, listening to heartbreak music when she kissed him. At first, he was shocked, and she apologized quickly with embarrassment, but he said it was okay. It felt more than okay, and so he kissed her back. 

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Y/N asks, the fiery look in her eyes turning Chanyeol on.

He nods and kisses her once more; soon after, things got intense, and clothes flying all over the couch. He lays her naked body on the couch, kissing her all over, making sure to take extra care in between her legs. 

“Oh my god,” she croaks, the sensation sending jolts throughout her body. 

He loves the way her body responded to him, succumbing to his tongue as she reaches her peak. Chanyeol was more than willing to make her feel good and worry about himself later, but she begged to feel him… To know what it would feel like to be with him. 

 “You feel… so good, Yeolie…” she moans softly as he slides into her.

His strokes are long and deep, filling her up the way she needs them. Her screams of pleasure could be heard a mile away, he bet, but he didn’t care. Chanyeol continued to thrust into her harder until her nails dug into his back, pleading for him to fuck her until he was satisfied. He kept his promise, taking care of her body in different positions until the sun came up, and they both collapsed in each other’s arms. 

It started to become a regular thing, hooking up when they both weren’t in relationships. Chanyeol did not date much after that; he knew that he wanted only Y/N. Sure, he dated a girl or two to keep her off his mind, but when she called him or came into his view, time stopped; nothing mattered but her. He was there for her when her on and off boyfriend Sehun cheated on her for the millionth and made her cry. He was there when she could not sleep and needed someone to talk to. Chanyeol would drop everything just to listen to her until she snored softly on his chest. When her mom died, he was there, helping with planning for the funeral and making sure she ate and rested well. Sehun, that bastard never even bothered calling nor showing up to the funeral. But she takes him back every time, and he was stuck fading into the background.

 He can not fucking take this shit anymore.

 “Chanyeol, dude. What’s wrong?”

 He snaps out of his reverie and stares into the beautiful brown eyes of his beloved Y/N.

 “I need to tell you something,” he says, slowly taking a deep breath.

 His chest feels heavy, and his heart is beating faster than before. Finally, he sighs and grabs Y/N’s hand, mustering up the strength to tell her how he feels.

 “Come on, Yeolie, spit it out. You are scaring me,” she says, stopping in the middle of her tracks.

 “Y/N, I am in lo—”

 Her phone rings, and her face perks up, his heart dropping because he already knows who it is. The conversation is short, and she beams at him when she’s done, clutching her purple phone tightly into her soft hands.

 “I have to go,” Y/N announces. “Sehun wants to meet at the café around the corner and spend time with me. I will call you later, and you will tell me what’s on your mind, ok?”

 He nods and, with all his strength, musters up a smile to hide what he is feeling inside. She kisses his cheek and skips off in the direction towards the café. He sighs heavily, looking over the ducks at the pond, watching the fall leaves flow with the wind, secretly laughing at his pain.

He loves her so much, and she will never know.

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Revenge

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: witch!reader x Kai 

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: a little fluff, smut, angst, witches au, Halloween au

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: R (18+)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: violence (blood play apart of ritual), choking, oral (giving and receiving), scratching,  swearing, masturbation, missionary, hair pulling, cum play, dirty talk 

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2.4k

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: It’s Halloween, a full red moon, and an excellent time for revenge 

AN: I know it’s not the usual day I post my fics but its a special occasion. Happy Halloween  🖤

“I put a spell on you

Because you're mine

You better stop the things you do

I tell ya I ain't lyin'

I ain't lyin'”

The song plays from the speaker as you are entertaining guests at your Halloween party. It’s your favorite holiday, giving you an excuse to dress up in sexy costumes and bake Halloween-themed cupcakes. You took extra care into decorating your house with Halloween decor, even buying a fog machine to have low on the ground while people moved around. Your friends and your boyfriend Kai know how much you enjoy this day, and today you did not disappoint. 

“Y/N,” your best friend Jiu waves at you from across the room. 

You make your way towards her, and you are cut off by a pair of muscular arms pulling you around your waist. You look up, and Kai is gazing at you, greeting you with a kiss on the top of your head. 

“You really outdid yourself, babe,” he observes, looking around the place. “This is some party.”

“I’m just glad you are here,” you comment, looking at him up and down.

He opted to wear a pirate outfit with an open white cut-off shirt, exposing his abs and chest that you are sure he spread with body oil. His black leather pants fit him perfectly with his black boots to match, accessorized with a feather at the top.

“Do you like it?” he inquired, opening up his shirt a little.

“Of course I do,” you admit. “You look great.”

He smiles bashfully and looks away, his shyness taking over. You grab his hand and look at him lovingly before leaning in and giving him a kiss. He returns the kiss sweetly, cupping your face and giving you repeated pecks that set you ablaze. 

“Hey,” you giggle as you pull away from him. “Let’s save this for later, yeah?”

“Yeah yeah,” he pouts, furrowing his eyebrows. “Don’t make me wait much longer.”

You roll your eyes and make your way over to Jiu, who just finished up a conversation with her sister Dami.

“Hey, is everything set for later on tonight?”

“Yep,” Jiu assures you. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?”

“Yeah,” you say without a shadow of a doubt. “I have no choice. It’s the perfect time to do this.”

“Okay, I will gather the rest of my sisters and get ready then.”

You nod and go back to the party, making conversation with your guests and refilling the pitchers with your special aphrodisiac juice that you had brewing for two nights. The liquid is all-natural, filled with fruits and herbs that arouses you after a period of time. You were known for making it, and when people came over, you were half expected to have it made. You also made burger sliders with mac n cheese and other things, undoubtedly ready to keep the party alive. The music blares, and you feel yourself making your way to the living room and eye Kai on the couch. You get him up and start dancing on him, and he commences, kissing and dancing the night away…

Two hours later…

The party has died down, and everyone has left except Jiu, her sisters, and Kai. They are helping clean up and pack up the food left, which was a huge relief considering that you made a lot of food. You are just about done when Kai grabs your hand and leads you up the stairs to the bedroom. He shuts the door and locks it, eyeing you like a snake that has found its prey, his eyes dark full of lust. There aren’t any words spoken, you know why you are there, and your body responds the way it needs to. Your lips press against his, your tongue exploring his, tasting the juice that he just had before leading you up the stairs. A fire starts between you two, and you start tearing off each other's costumes until you are both naked in between kisses, and he picks you up, throwing you onto the bed. He hovers over you with a sly grin and licks his lips. 

“I am going to eat you alive,” he promises you.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” you quip, opening your arms open to receive him.

He attacks the skin on your neck, sucking on you ferociously, nipping at you along the way. He reaches your breasts, taking in each nipple and sucking on them fiercely. A moan escapes your lips, and you grab a handful of his hair, lifting up his face and kissing him sloppily. You push him back against the pillows, lining your face over to his hardness. You gave him a seductive look, and he returned your gaze, grabbing his erection and wiggling it playfully. Smirking at him, you take one long lick of his shift, reaching the top and sucking on his tip. 

“Fuck baby,” Kai hisses and coos, adjusting himself more comfortably.

You suck on him hungrily, bobbing your head up and down, tasting the precum he was already leaking. You love the taste of him; it’s addicting and almost sweet like candy on a great day. Your hands caress his balls, and you’re obsessed with how smooth they are. You take more of him into your mouth, and your eyes roll to the back of your head, your core dripping with the simple pleasure of having his dick in your mouth. You reach down into your nub, rubbing it softly to relieve the tension that was building up inside of you. Your fingers soak with your wetness, making wet noises as you pat yourself profusely. Finally, you look up at him, and his head is cocked back against the pillows, his hands gripping the sheets, moaning your name. 

“Baby… shit,” Kai husked. “I need you on my face now.”

You slowly take your mouth off of him, and in a swift motion, he pulls you up, lifting you up and hovering your entrance over his face. 

“I’m gonna make due on my promise,” he licks his lips and lowers you onto him.

His tongue ravishes you, and you cry out, arching backward and grabbing onto his legs. Your hips groove to his rhythm, riding his face at a fast pace, enjoying the mess that you are making on his lips. He is all business, sucking on your clit and massaging you with his tongue at the same time. 

” You are so good at this,” you moan, sitting up and holding onto the headboard.

“Mmhmm,” he hums, sending vibrations through your center.

His nails dig into your legs, and he sucks on you harder, not taking long before sending you over the edge. Your moans fill the room like a wave of ecstasy washes over you, and you are blinded by the sensation your climax brought you to. You collapse on the bed, blacking out temporarily and seeing stars, your breathing ragged as if you just ran a marathon. He runs his fingers through your hair, kissing your face all over before hovering over you once more, lining himself up with yourself. You were sensitive from your intense orgasm, but you still want more of him. 

“Are you ready ba—”

“My God, Kai, just fuck me already!” you cut him off, pulling him towards you.

He shoves himself into you, grab your hips, and immediately thrusts deeply into you. The mix of pain and pleasure creates a sensation of euphoria, and it doesn’t take long before you are coating all over him. He doesn’t let up, instead increasing the pace and holding both of your hands together with one of his.

“Is this how you like being fucked?” he teases me, slapping my breasts with his free hand. “Do you like being treated like my whore?”

Before you can answer, he kisses you, letting your hands free, taking a handful of your own hair, and gripping it tightly.

“I’m going to fuck your pretty little face up when I’m ready,” he taunts you, cupping your face into another kiss.

His hand claps your throat, and you scream his name once more, convulsing around him, digging your nails into his shoulders. His eyes roll back, and he announces he is coming to cum, quickly pulling out of you and releasing it onto your face. You stick your tongue out, not wanting to miss any drop from him, and he shudders with each final stroke from his shaft. 

“Fuck.. You….Do It… Every time,” Kai rasps heavily, leaning against the bed. 

He catches his breath and goes into the bathroom to clean himself off. He comes back with a face towel, and he wipes himself off of you, planting a small kiss on you when he’s finished. He climbs into the bed naked, snuggling up against the pillows, patting the other side of the bed for you to come to join him. You get in, laying your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“You are the greatest thing that has ever walked into my life,” Kai whispers, kissing my forehead.

“Am I?” You gaze at him.

“Yes, my love,” he takes your hand and kisses it. “No one has ever done me like you. It’s almost like I am under a spell.”

You chuckle at his revelation, leaning back and looking at the time on your phone. Then, noting that it was 5 minutes till 3:00am, you look at the bottom of the door and see shadows of several figures behind. A grin creeps on your face, and you slowly get out of bed, stretching for what’s about to come. 

“Babe, where are you going?” Kai asks, now sitting up on the bed. 

“It’s a surprise,” you wink, walking towards the door.

You open it and Jiu, Dami, Sua. Siyeon, Yoohyeon, Gahyeon, and Handong are outside the door, just as planned.  

“It took you long enough,” Jiu huffs, walking inside the bedroom.

“Sorry, I had to get off one last time,” you respond, shortly stepping out of the way.

Everyone else follows, and Kai’s eyes widen, pulling the blanket over him. 

“Um, ladies, what’s going on here?” he asks shakily. 

“Karma. That’s what!” you announce, clapping your hands twice.

The room goes dark, and a red light slowly creeps into the space. Kai tries to jump out of bed, shaking with fear, but with a swift movement of your hand, you bind him to the bed.

“On December 3, 2014, at 3:58am,” you begin. “You got into an accident and killed an 18-year-old girl. You were drunk and high out of your mind but somehow got the police to blame it on the victim who died. Do you remember what you said?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” he denies. 

“Girls,” you sigh heavily. “You know what to do.”

They quickly pull the bed away from the wall and form a circle around it, chanting an old spell. 

“Quid in tenebris lucem venit 

malus puniendi nulla pretium.

Nunc tu es ad servum meum testamentum, 

pretium non refert.”

“You’re first mistake, my love,” I pause, grabbing a knife from my nightstand. “Was killing an innocent girl who had her whole life ahead of her and not taking responsibility.”

You cut your palm until blood drips from it, and you walk over to him, smearing it all over his scared face. 

“Why does it matter to you what happened to her?” Kai shouts, trying to break free from the bind.

“Why? WHY?” You snap, slapping him. “She was my sister, you fucking bastard.”

You turn around and open the window, soaking in the moonlight illuminated by the full moon. 

“You’re second and most grave mistake, baby, was lying to a witch.”

His eyes widen, and he sinks onto the bed, taken aback by this realization. His breathing gets heavier, and you smile, enjoying the fear you are pouring into his soul in combination with your spell chanting in the background.

“So you never loved me? All of this was fake? ” he croaks.

“Not entirely,” you shrug. “You were always a good fuck.”

“You’re a crazy bitch!” He spits at me.

“Mmmm, maybe I am,” you cackle, twirling around the room still naked. “You’re about to find how crazy I am.”

“It’s time,” Sua calls out.

“Oops, it's time!” you clap your hands gleefully, jumping on his lap. “Do you have any last words?”

“Please,” he begs, tears pouring out of his eyes. “Let’s talk about it.”

“You should’ve talked to the fucking police,” you quip. “Say goodbye now.”

The chanting gets louder, and you leap off the bed as the room starts shaking. The girls skip around clockwise, the air getting colder and the wind picking up from inside. He lets out a blood-curdling scream, begging and pleading for you to stop the pain, but you stand there and watch, enchanted at the way he is suffering. You revel in the darkness, watching the blood pours out of his eyes and out of his nose, the light of life slowly dimming out of him. Finally, a sliver of his essence escapes his mouth and flows into a special bottle sitting on the nightstand. The wind dies down, and the light dims and returns to normal, the room looking just the way it had before, his body gone. You look at the girls, unphased by what just happened.

“So, what’s the purpose of him being in this bottle?” Gahyeon holds it up, shaking it a little.

“Well, he’s my slave,” you reveal. “When I need him, I’ll conjure him up to do my bidding.”

“Oh wow, you are so evil,” Yoohyeon comments, handing me a robe. “I like it.”

You all laugh and talk excitedly about how the ritual went well. It wouldn’t have worked without the full moon, and you thank your Goddess for allowing it to happen. Everyone retreated to the kitchen and ate the rest of the cookies you made earlier. One by one, the girls leave, and you are left alone, with Kai in the bottle upstairs. Feeling fatigued but satisfied with tonight’s revenge, you make your way upstairs thinking about all the things you can make him do now that he is your slave. You feel justified in this, as it's just a means to an end for getting away with killing your sister. It’s unforgivable that the pain he caused you and your family, killing your baby sister and not taking responsibility for his actions. Your family has been practicing dark arts for generations, and unfortunately for him, he fucked with the wrong family.

You reach your bed and snuggle into it, staring at the glowing bottle with Kai’s essence in it. The thought of tormenting him forever as punishment for his crime appeases you, and you fall into a deep sleep...

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Sehun (EXO) x reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞:angst, implied smut

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: R (18)+

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: infidelity, implied smut hear over the phone

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 368

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Sehun keeps breaking your heart. 

[9;33pm]

It hurts. 

That deep pain in the middle of the chest. You feel like you can’t breathe, and your heart is breaking in several different pieces. You feel irretrievably broken with no outlet. You want to scream into the void; at least then you know that you will have temporary peace.

Sehun said earlier he was going to hang with some friends, and you believed him; he never gave you any indication that he wasn’t telling the truth. You go about your day cleaning the house and making dinner for you two when he gets home. You sat at the table, food and red wine set for two, the hours going by and the pit growing larger in your stomach. Once you realize he was not coming home for dinner, you put up the food and go into the shower, hoping that he would be here when you came out. How silly you are to think that. 

You decide to call him, and the phone picks up, but to your horror, it was not just him who was speaking. You can hear the other woman sweetly moaning his name while the shuffling noises take up the rest of the audio. You are no dummy. You know what’s happening, and it isn’t the first time. 

When it happened the first time, you felt the wind knocked out of your chest. Finding text messages a few days before Valentine’s day, it sent you over the edge and into a panic attack, Every time it happens, you think you should get used to it, hoping that it would stop one day and you would have him for yourself. There have been times that you have gotten on your knees and prayed that things would change, that your husband would see you for who you are and love you again. But your prayers have fallen onto empty ears because you sit on the bed, broken-hearted because the man you love is sleeping with someone else. 

What do vows mean if they can be easily be broken? What is the reason for marriage?

These are the kind of thoughts that plague your mind with heavy tears on your face, falling into a deep sleep.