#mns english

[centurionacademyacademy]

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[gabstherium]

I haven't finishet the book yet, but there's some unplanned fanart of two of Lascalles and Drawlight - the Friends of English magic. (maybe I'll write a review one day. So far i can say I don't like tarot and war with french, and I love concept of elfs being stupid by nature, also Arrabella best girl).

(Edit): WHY NOBODY CORRECTED ME!!! *In polish translation faeries are translated as elfs, and it actually make sense bc elfy (elfs) means pretty much the same thing, but wróżka (fairy) is either shady lady with a glass orb and tent or little flower people/ Old lady with wings*

[creatively-cosmic]

Don't be selfish for the old designs, now leave your worries all behind!

Please try to fight it, all these new designs will leave you failing every time now!

[speakingskies]

THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN

Following days of heated John-on-John competition, with 38 Johns battling it out for the top spot.

In a nail-biting finale, which saw the greatest number of votes of the entire competition, John Segundus and John Childermass were neck-and-neck (and, for a good proportion of the fandom, necking) for the first half, but as the final poll went on, one competitor pulled doggedly ahead...

I am honoured to announce that the winner of the official Great John-Off of English Magic, and indisputable Top John, is...........

JOHN CHILDERMASS!

It was a close-fought thing, but with 58% of the vote, Childermass has solidifed his position of Best John in the Clarkeverse, and undoubtedly up there among the Best Johns Of All Time.

THANK YOU ALL for taking part in this rather involved and drawn-out bit of silliness, i was delighted to see so many John Fans emerge from the sidelines to fight with passion for their faves.

Until next time, Dear Johns.

[handlewithcare-delicate]

Trillen huilen overgeven

[pristina-nomine]

Jonathan Strange by LD Austin

[comradecowplant]

starting the war on christmas early by noticing this emote on the site formerly known as twitter

[nthecannibal]

the worst thing about being a linguistic and language major is that i involuntarily look at some grammatical errors in fanfiction

and it drives me crazy when the story is sooo good but i cant help to notice that you used the same fucking word in five sentences in only one paragraph.

[parasocialpixlriffs]

i love learning that things you didn't know are dialect-specific aren't universal. every once in a while i say something to my bf (who didnt even grow up that far from me) and it looks at me like im insane. beautiful

[suiana]

(yandere! demon harem x gn! human reader) (reader is human)

"i think it's working! i see their shape-"

"cursed satan! our blood sweat and tears are finally paying off? we'll finally see a real human?"

"kya kya kya! I'm so excited!"

your ears ring loudly, your hands clutching the sides of your head as you let out a soft whimper. what the hell just happened?! one moment you were in your room lazing around, the next a magic ring formed below you and now you're... in hell?

is this hell? did you die?

you weren't quite sure if it was. it certainly looked dark and eerie with the current setting you wer ein Right now having skulls everywhere. but seeing the horribly demonic creatures in front of you talk in minecraft enchantment table confirmed everything you suspected.

that you were dead. probably.

"u-um... am i dead-"

"huzzah! the human has been summoned! they're so tiny!"

"oh my satan below! look at them..! they look just like an angel..."

"kya! i want to eat them! look at their confused face!"

you stare at the three demons who were surrounding you, blinking slowly before you let out a shaky sigh. were they talking about how many sins you've committed? the amount of times you jerked off to fictional characters? is that what the book in their hands were? a list of all your wrong doings?

you immediately submerged yourself in a depressive state, frowning as you begin to silently regret all your life choices up until now. damn it, you should've jerked off one last time before you died-

meanwhile, the demons were discussing what dinner they should give you.

"kya! do you think that the human will enjoy goat broth with human meat?"

"no no! allow them to eat elven tarts first! those are nice!"

"you fools, we should ask them first."

one of the demons mumble, arms crossed across his toned chest before the other two demons nod excitedly, turning towards you. their grimoire was immediately throw away, hitting a poor skull off the shelf.

oof.

anyway!

"ahem... human, allow us to introduce ourselves... we are-"

"kya! demons!"

"yes! and we're so excited to have you here!"

"worry not, you aren't dead. we just summoned you because we wanted to have a human for our experiment."

the three of them suddenly talk in english, eagerly looking down at you with wide grins. you wouldn't have been so thrown off if not for the fact that their teeth were so sharp and they looked like they were about to chop you up for their so called 'experiment'.

you gulp nervously, opening your mouth to ask them what type of experiment. but it looks like they read your mind or something.

"kya! it's a love experiment! don't worry!"

"yes! don't you worry too much cute human! we will never ever hurt you! maybe love you too much though..."

"mn, that's right. we are just conducting an experiment..."

the calmer of the three pauses mid sentence, approaching you as he suddenly bends down to your height, his demonic appearance closing in on your face. your heart races, feeling his hot breath on your skin before you feel your mind go blank at his words.

"where we see how long it takes for a human to fall for three demons. specifically three that are obsessed with said human already."

...

huh?

just... what the hell was going on?!

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Beautiful ivy-covered 1931 English Tudor in Minneapolis, MN has 3bds, 4ba, 2,906 sq ft, and less than $1m at $825k, which is a pretty good deal.

Look at how beautiful and well-maintained it is. Built-in shelving, beamed wood ceilings, original inlaid floors, fireplace, and stucco walls.

The dining room is 3 steps up from the sunken living room.

Isn't this pretty?

The kitchen looks completely original right down to the floor. The only things that look replaced are the counters and the sink.

And, look at the original built-in dining booth.

It looks like they gave the family room a new ceiling with a skylight, plus some new sliding doors to the sun porch.

And, here's the lovely knotty pine sun porch. This would look great with retro floral print furniture and a little bar.

The bath on the 1st fl. is wood, with a lovely original tile shower. Very nice.

Original carved railings going up the stairs.

This is nice- look at the double arches.

The 1st bd. to the left of the stairs must be the primary, b/c it has an en-suite.

Bedroom to the right.

On the 3rd level there's a family room and an original bath.

Then, in the basement, there's a beautiful rec room, complete with a bar.

A few steps up, there's a private home office.

Nice large patio with an arbor and cute little shed.

Plus lovely gardens.

So, pretty. 8,712 sq ft lot

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/3901-York-Ave-S-Minneapolis-MN-55410/1760163_zpid/

[yeoldenews]

I'm really loving your #tbt posts lately (which I assume might come from your queue). Thanks for keeping the historical interest flowing. One question: I'd love to know who the family is in the Minnesota photos. I assume you wrote about them in the past, if you have a personal source for the pictures. (My grandfather and his family were from Minnesota, and I recently viewed some photos of them.)

I wish I knew! Unfortunately this is one of several "white whale" albums I've purchased over the years with absolutely no written identification in them, and one of only two I haven't had any luck tracking down any individual people in the photos.

My current best guess is that the album is of a young adults group from the English Lutheran Church of the Redeemer in St. Paul, and was taken in the summer/fall of 1897 or 1898. There is one photo of a group in front of a church with a partial sign visible behind them which I was able to match to that church. I did some additional research and found that the church group did regular summer outings to many tourist spots and lakes in the St. Paul area.

I was able to additionally pinpoint the location to the St. Paul area due to the waterslide in the background of this image and a visible sign for the Nevers Dam (on the MN/WI border) in another.

I compiled a list of a dozen or so people who attended the church at the time (from newspaper mentions of various events at the church) but so far haven't had any luck matching any of those people to the individuals in the album.

It's a great album, about 40 or so pictures in total and I believe it was likely developed at home by an amateur photographer. None of the photos are mounted, being printed on very thin paper, and several have hand applied mats added to the exposures to change the shape - as seen above.

Snapshots from the 1890s are my absolute favorite photographs as personal photography was still in its infancy, and people were still figuring out what exactly to do with the cameras the now had access to. Many of the images are still posed like studio portraits, but you can see the very beginnings of people starting to get creative with what they chose to capture.

[shuenkio]

Admire not from afar | Enha Hyung line

Paring: hyung-line x male!reader

Genre: Suggestive.

Cw: swearing, fantasize.

Pov: Co-workers having obsession admire at you.

Wc: 400+

Non proof read/ English is not my 1st lang.

Lhs: Nerdy-quite guy who would stalk your social media, having your face on his wallpaper, while bragging to his friends that you're his one and only boyfriend, even though it's not true.

 

It's getting out of hand when you realize that he's the one who left those unknown, randomly given gifts in your locker every single morning. Eventually you started to ignore and avoid him at all costs, to the point that when you went home from work one day, you found him there, sitting while crossing his leg as he lean against the wooden chair inside your apartment. 

 

"Hello, baby boy, I see you avoiding me, so I'd like to pay you a visit. How do you like that?" 

Pjs: Everyone praises him not because of his potential or talents in the workplace; it's because he's related to the CEO of the company. You hate people who are overpowered by their money and not their own work, so you're brave enough to say what comes to mind when they make a mistake. 

 

Finally, you just got yourself into trouble; however, since he liked you enough to spare your life, he had another plan. 

 

While going to the bathroom to wash your dirty hands, you suddenly feel a pair of hands grab your forearm before pulling you inside the bathroom stall, locking the door at instant. 

 

"You've been a really bad boy lately, Mn! How dumb are you to not realize I'm your crazy secret Santa? Now you're going to pay for your consequences, darling." 

Sjy: The happiest guy is everyone's lifesaver and lover. Whenever there's a problem in the company, he'll always be there to fix the issue using his sexy brain in a blink of an eye. As a new employee, you were impressed at how much the other workers liked him, and the answer is quite obvious. 

 

Little did you know, not all good guys are innocent and nice; Jake also had his dark side too. He likes to take advantage of new employees like you, and at the end of the day, he'll throw them out as if they were some pieces of used trash. 

 

Nevertheless, when he laid eyes on you, it seemed like he couldn't stop thinking about you; you're that special to make him head over heels for you that bad. 

 

Late at night, as you take the elevator to the ground floor, Jake is also in the elevator, and you never know what will happen. 

 

"Mn, you might think I'm all bright and amazing, but did you know that every time I see you, I love fantasizing about you being under me?" 

 

Psh: This guy was cold as ice; no wonder he's the best employee of the month almost every single time, despite how hard he's working alone. Regardless of being friends with him for so long, you still don't know his personal life, his daily routine, or his inside. You couldn't care much since you respect his decision to keep himself.

 

But the reason why he won't let you visit him at his apartment is because all your pictures that he's captured every chance he's gotten were pinned and spread all over his room like a crime detective investigation. Not only is he obsessed, he already had plan B if you said no to his confession one day. 

 

"I'd give up heaven if I had to make you mine, little man." 

 

🗣️ please mind my English! ><

🗣️Reblog and like is much appreciated ♥

🗣️ crd to all pics&dividers

🗣️ I can't imagine makenae line going to work like what 🤓 Anyway this is my last updated this week, since I have another exam next week, so I'll come back once I'm alive again!

[speakingskies]

Good evening, dear colleagues!

I am Happy to say that I am now in possession of Polls, and inspired by my Delightful colleague @fol-de-lol‘s Advent Trivia Questions, I am Proud to Announce:

THE GREAT JOHN-OFF OF ENGLISH MAGIC

38 Johns, Jonathons, Johnsons &c. from both Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell and The Ladies of Grace Adieu will, over the next few days, battle it out to become The Ultimate John!

The brackets were chosen by a mixture of random number generator and personal choice on my part to make the different rounds as interesting as possible.

This post will link to all active polls, once they are posted.

ROUND ONE MATCHES: Preliminaries

Match 1: Sir John Sowreston vs Jonathan Barratt 56%:44%

Match 2: John Ker, 3rd Duke of Roxburghe vs Captain John Kincaid 54%:46%

Match 3: John Waterbury, Lord Portishead vs John Brassfoot 76%:24%

Match 4: John Ford vs Jonah Montefiore DRAW! REMATCH!

Match 5: Jeremy Johns vs John Longridge 87%:13%

Match 6: John Aubrey vs Rev John McKenzie 88%:12%

ROUND TWO MATCHES

Bracket 1

John Hyde vs [Sir John Sowreston or Jonathan Barratt]

John McKean vs Johnson (Beggar)

John Copperhead vs John Alfreton

Jonathan Strange vs John (Waiter)

Bracket 2

John Napier vs [John Ker, 3rd Duke of Roxburghe or Captain John Kincaid]

John Windle vs John Harker

John Segundus vs John Upchurch

[John Waterbury, Lord Portishead or John Brassfoot] vs Black Joan

Bracket 3

John Childermass vs [John Ford or Jonah Montefiore]

Dr John Willis vs John (Servant)

John Hollyshoes vs Clara Johnson

John d’Uskglass vs John Cockcroft

Bracket 4

John Uskglass vs [Jeremy Johns or John Longridge]

John Wheston vs Captain John Ayrton

John Polidori vs John Purvis

[John Aubrey or Rev John McKenzie] vs John Murray

ROUND THREE MATCHES

TBC

QUARTER FINALS

TBC

SEMI FINALS

TBC

THE FINAL JOHN-OFF

TBC

[jiangwanyinscatmom]

Wasn’t Jiang Cheng so bad at relationships that he was blacklisted by matchmakers, even though he is one of the most powerful and richest men in the setting?

That he was.

Three failed dates confirmed during Mo Dao Zu Shi's second anniversary (10 strange facts about Mo Dao Zu Shi) on MXTX's weibo

Transcribed:

5. 江澄相亲过三次。由于各种原因，上了女修相亲黑名单。

他的要求是：素颜美女，温柔听话，勤俭持家，家世清白，修为不能太高性格不能太强话不能太多嗓门不能太大花钱不能太狠。对金凌好。

English:

Jiang Cheng has been on three blind dates. Due to various reasons, he has been blacklisted by all female cultivators.

His requirements are: a natural beauty, gentle and obedient, thrifty, with a pristine family background, not too high in cultivation, not too strong in personality, not too talkative, not too loud, and doesn't spend ruthlessly. Be nice to Jin Ling.

This is expanded on as a short in the CN Audio Drama where his Aunt Yu tries to set him up with a lady cultivator and she leaves in anger not even a minute within 5 minutes of speaking with him.

Other noteworthy mentions of his stellar personality from the 2016 broadcast interview:

女主持：对，公屏上有一段刷过去了，就是江澄作为江氏的族长，他为什么这么多年都没有结婚呢？

Yes, there is some public discussions, as to why Jiang Cheng, as the head of the Jiang family, hasn't married even after so many years?

墨香铜臭：就性格比较差劲吧，谈了几个，吹了。

He just has a (n) 差劲 chà jìn (average/lame/disappointing, let down) temperament, he dated several times but they were all failures...

The third date is also spotlighted in a season 3 extra of the CN Audio Drama: Blind Date. ( You can find this on MissEvan as a purchase )

???: Incredible!

Jiang Cheng: You are?

Rong Yan: Anping Rong sect’s Rong Yan. Ah, it was Bomu Yu who brought me here. She had told me to come her to wait for her.

Jiang Cheng: Ah, so Jiumu is who brought you...

Rong Yan: Mn.

Jiang Cheng: Then please have a seat.

Rong Yan: Alright. Jiang-zongzhu , just now, the weapon you were wielding was Zidian? You were amazing! I’ve never seen anyone with such a magnificently and elegant mastery of a whip before!

Jiang Cheng: Ha, I’m alright with it.

Rong Yan:Jiang-zongzhu is being humble.

Jiang Cheng: The purple dress you are wearing is rather nice.

Rong Yan: Oh, really?

Jiang Cheng: It’s a shame however... If your skin was a bit paler, it would look even better.

Rong Yan: Eh…? I didn’t realize Jiang-zongzhu was so knowledgeable about fashion.

Jiang Cheng: Oh, I’m just making a casual observation. Mn? What’s that smell? Do you smell it?

Rong Yan: Ah, what?

Jiang Cheng: It smells like a mix of flower pollens. It’s like a poisonous gas. Eh? It seems like it’s coming from your direction--

Rong Yan: Ah, my clothes are often perfumed. You don't seem to be used to the scent, Jiang-zongzhu.

Jiang Cheng: Oh, so that’s why. You’re right, I’m not used to it.

Rong Yan: Uh…

Jiang Cheng: Eh?

Rong Yan: J-Jiang-Zongzhu, why are you looking at me like that?

Jiang Cheng: Are you feeling unwell?

Rong Yan: …Ah?

Jiang Cheng: Your face is white and red in splotches . Are you sick?

Rong Yan: I… This…! (In feigned patience) Thank you for your concern, Jiang-zongzhu. I’m fine.

Aunt Yu: Eh? I see that you two have already started conversing. Aiya, I seemed to have taken a wrong turn somewhere. Ah, have you two been properly introduced yet? Aiya, Jiang Cheng you haven't even offered Miss Rong some tea yet?!

Rong Yan: Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Bomu. But I won't be taking any tea. I’m not feeling too well. I’ll be taking my leave now. Good bye.

Aunt Yu: Eh? E-EH?! Miss Rong! Sigh Aiya… JIANG CHENG!!!!

JC: Jiumu.

Aunt Yu: Did you stick your foot in your mouth again?!

Jiang Cheng: Of course I didn’t. I spoke properly the whole time and gave her some suggestions. She didn't listen, not understanding what's good for her and left. Hmph, not even a thanks.

Aunt Yu: This is already the third time! Don’t you know there’s no one left who wants to matchmake for you?! Finally, there came a Miss Rong who was interested in you. She put on such make-up! She took this so seriously! I had such high hopes for this meeting! And in the end?! You angered and drove her away! Aiya, you’ll be the death of me! If you want to be like this, then just stay single forever!

Jiang Cheng: Hmph, as if I care!

[james-is-here]

You're writing a hyune fic with him getting shaboinked by French reader??? Lord, I just found out. We need it asap, I need to be fed babes

I hope you accept this in the mean time 🥺 It's still Hyun being shaboinked, this is something I suddenly thought of. 😠🫵 Fluffy mullet Hyunjin, I don't make the rules.

Tags: Fluff, implied Wifey dorm, Smut, receiving BJ while on a call, very wet, lots of spit, Alternative Wheelbarrow on a couch :P, French reader, whiny Hyunjin, Special Guest: Changbin 🫢

Yes, I researched the position, leave me be. Let me know if I forgot a tag 😘✌🏼

[Translations] Ma Belle Chérie: My Beautiful darling | Attendre: Wait | Mon Petit Artiste: My Little Artist

French, Korean, English

Blogs: @succubus-hansol @theo4eve @forever-atiny @dis-trict9 @lemon--shark @victorbutnotreally @leezanetheofficial @belladonna6-6-6 @heartbinn @yongbokkk @dontwannaexist @demtttt

(Red means can't tag)

Hyunjin walked towards the kitchen only to stop when he hears you on the couch.

You're talking on the phone and he assumes it's someone from your home as you lazily mutter in french to whoever is on the other end. You look bored, tired even, and when you stop speaking you look over and smile at him, holding up your phone and he sees an unnamed phone number with the call time being an hour and counting.

You mute your self for a moment and tell him it's just a boring meeting before unmuting and going back to listening. He giggles, smiling widely as he's pretty sure you've barely been listening.

You begin to talk again as he carefully lays down on top of you. You shift, switching your phone to your other hand and your now free hand rests on his back as he gets comfortable on your chest with a smile. He sighs contentedly as you begin to fidget. Your hand rubbing his back in circles, fingers idly dragging up and down or walking along his spine, playing with his hair, gently tangling them in the long strands.

He leans into your touch, sighing again and nuzzling into your chest again. You smile, gazing down at Hyunjin as you continue to speak and move your hand to rest on his jaw. He looks up at you when you thumb his cheek. He shifts, moving to lay his head on your shoulder and kiss your cheek before settling and burying his face into your neck. You pull him closer, kissing his temple with a smile and settling against the pillow you've been laying on.

Being this close to you, he can feel the vibrations as you speak and with each beautiful french word, you speak basically into his ear, making him blush slightly. He smiles shyly into your neck, you're not even talking to him and yet he still blushes. With a sudden wave of love, he leans back, kissing your cheek again, then your jaw, under your jaw, and along your neck. He didn't think his affection would affect you much, you clear your throat when he feels you about to groan when he kisses next to your adam's apple, your hand on his side squeezes him occasionally, you tilt your head back into the pillow to slightly give him more room.

He doesn't realize how much it's affecting you until he moves his left leg to drape over your waist and you stutter slightly, stuttering over your words when his shin grazes your crotch when he lifted his knee. He pulls back, watching you stutter between French and Korean before stopping and starting again in French.

Looking down and moving his leg, he sees the slight tent in your sweats and he smiles. You're wearing grey sweats, he's a mad man that he didn't see them sooner, he would've done something from the start. Hyunjin is a slut for you in grey sweats.

He scoots down and he assumes you finished what you had to say as you mute yourself and pull your phone away from your ear. "A-Attendre, Attendre, Ma Belle Cheri, hold on." He moves to his knees, straddling and hovering over your thigh with his hands resting on your hips, holding himself up as he pouts down at you with wide shiny eyes that he knows you'll fall for. "Please, Mn~?" "C-Can it wait until this is done, please? Da'ling I-I would love to have you around me and...this meeting is really boring but-" "Then let me entertain you~ These people mean nothing, right?" "W-Well, they're accountants and-" "That's not what I asked. Do they mean anything? You already do everything with your company, you already handle that stuff without help so do you need them? Do you really need to be in that meeting?" "U-Um, no, I guess not but it's not a great impression when the CEO doesn't show up to meetings. They already think I'm being rude cause I'm not there in person." "Mn~ You're on vacation, you're here with your lovely boyfriend in Korea, not there at work in France." He whines.

Moving further down, you move your phone closer to your ear to pick up your assistant calling your name. "Go on, just pretend I'm not here and enjoy it." He mutters, still pouting while he hooks his fingers into your waist band and pulls them down enough and you resist hissing at the cold air as you unmute and ask for your assistant to repeat herself, briefly brushing your fingers through his long hair to the back of his neck and squeezing his nape.

He looks up, moving back up to you as you tilt your phone down and he leans in to kiss you firmly, letting you lick into his mouth messily as he wraps his hands around your cock and pulls it out of your sweats, gently dragging his fingers up along your length before resting his hand on your abdomen.

Pulling away carefully, only making a small slick noise as he pulls away from your lips, Hyunjin pulls your sweats down to your mid thigh as he moves back down, gathering saliva on his tongue and licking from your base to your tip. You inhale slowly, shifting your right leg slightly to give him more space. He wraps his fingers around you and spits more saliva onto your cock before stroking you slowly, squeezing only slightly as his closed fist slowly slides along your length.

He lays his head on your thigh, looking up at you as he lets go and slides his fingers up to your tip. He wraps his hand around you, just stroking your tip with a tight fist before he goes back to stroking your whole shaft at a quicker pace.

He watches you take deep breaths, visibly trying to ignore him but he knows you can't resist watching him suck you off. You shudder when he sits up and presses his soft, plush lips against your cock. Pressing light kisses from your base and up, occasionally giving little licks until he reaches your tip and wraps his lips around it. You inhale sharply as he swirls his tongue around your tip slowly, dipping into your slit and beginning to sink onto your cock.

He sinks slowly, licking every new bit that he takes into his mouth until he takes you whole. He takes a second to settle his gag when your tip met the back of his throat. Looking up, he sees you swallow heavily before slowly exhaling. He pulls up until his lips are around your tip then sinks back down, licking the underside of your cock the best he can before bobbing up and down. He hums around you quietly, bobbing at a quick pace, and starting a pattern of going quick, pulling up and sinking down slowly, then continuing his quick pace. His hands resting on your thigh and on your pelvis around your cock.

Looking up, the hand on your thigh moves up to move your shirt out of the way and he can see the muscles in your stomach clenching and unclenching as you resist moving, as you resist as hard as you can to not throw your phone, hold his head, and fuck his throat. He knows you would if you weren't on the phone.

He pulls off your cock with a loud gasps, breathing heavily as spit trails from your tip to his lips. His throat feels sore but he ignores it as he strokes you at a fast pace and leans down to lick your base. It's messy, your cock covered in spit but you can't look down, honestly you'll break if you look down so you keep your eyes closed.

He wetly kisses your length and slows down the speed of his hand. You finally look down at him, your mouth opening before you snap it shut and inhale sharply, pressing your head back into the pillow. "Hyungie~" He purrs quietly, kissing your pelvis then your hip. You look down again and see him humping the couch. You switch your phone to your other hand, reaching to the floor to grab the other pillow you moved and give it to him. He moves instantly, removing your sweats so you can give him even more room by moving your right leg off the couch as he shoves the pillow between his legs and lays back down, left hand taking its place on your thigh and right holding your cock at the base before he takes you whole again, gagging for a second before relaxing and starting where he left off.

His fingers dig into your thigh as he whimpers around your dick. He wants more but you're still on your stupid call so he whines as he settles with the clear comprise you decided and grinds into the pillow hard, shifting around until he moans around your length again when the pillow settles perfectly against his aching erection still confined in his sweats. Every hump against the pillow sends shocks to his core and makes him moan around you even more.

His humping, his mouth, his tongue, and the adorable moans and whimpers he lets out finally get to you and you snap.

He looks up when you groan, pulling off your cock when he hears your phone meet the coffee table and barely has time to process before you're firmly kissing him, biting his lip harshly and aggressively lick into his mouth, pulling away with a more audible slick click before carefully manhandling him to bend over off the couch. His top half directed towards the floor with his knees on the couch, his ass presented for you as he leans onto his arms.

You pull down his sweats, collecting some of the spit from your length and coating your fingers before pressing your finger against his rim and slowly pushing in. He gasps, moving his knees further out slightly and picking himself up to place his hands on the floor.

Pulling your finger out and inserting two, you pull breathy moans from him as he moves back to his elbows, incredibly grateful that the couch isn't too tall. "Hyung, please~" You pull your fingers out, kneeling between his knees and pressing your tip against his rim and pushing in slowly but fast enough to pull an elongated, load moan out of Hyunjin. He would've lived with the pillow, has cum from just sucking you off before, but you hit all the right spots perfectly, pulling breathy whines out of him as he can feel every pulse and twitch as you stretch him out. His own cock, heavy between his thighs, twitches and leaks pre-cum.

You start a quick pace, pulling high pitched 'ha~'s out of him with every thrust you push into his tight hole. Your right hand grips his hip as your left rests on his lower back, following his arch until you can't reach anymore. His shirt has slid to his shoulders, exposing his smooth back that you can't help but scratch, needing to mark the smooth canvas that is the beauty that is all yours.

His small 'Ha's turn into your name, practically every other thrust is a small gasp followed by a whiny call of your name. You love how broken he gets under you, so whiny and reduced to only moaning your name and cuss words until you fuck him so good he can only moan your name.

"M- M- M-" He gasps and you smile, he can't seem to even get your name out. "Do you feel good, Ma Belle? Too fucked out all you can do is make those beautiful noises?" "Ca- C- Ca-Call- Ha~ Fuuuuck-ing sh-shit AH!" Your right hand moves off his hip and smacks his ass. "I-I hung up." You groan. "Th-They c-can finish without me." You thrust into him hard, pausing at the hilt and he squeals as he practically feels you in his throat, he feels so good, you make him feels so good and fuzzy.

You pull back and fuck into him at your previously quick pace, your right hand gripping his ass cheek and your left scratching down his back before moving to grip his hip. He clenched around you, panting heavily as he moves up onto his hands then back to his arms. He squirms the best he can in the position, can't decide between his arms or hands. "Shh, it's okay, Mon Prince, it's okay. Gonna cum soon? Gonna make a mess on the floor?" He settled back on his arms when your hand slowly slides up his back.

"Y- M'y- M'yeah, ye- p-please~ G'cum~" "Cum for me, Mon Petit Artiste." "Fuck, Fuck, M-Mn~ Ah, Mn! Hngh~ Ah~ Shit~!!" His back arches up as he tries to lean into the pleasure of his release, hip jerking as he spurts onto the floor and a little onto the couch, his cock twitching as you hit his prostate and he trembles as he pants heavily, attempting to take deep breaths but they're slow and stuttery as he whines.

"F-Fuck, Fuck, inside?" He whimpers as he nods his head against the rug. "Shit, Hyun~ Ah~" You push all the way into him, holding his ass against your pelvis as you cum inside him, groaning low and deep as your grip becomes practically bruising on his hips. You thrust into him hard as you cum, holding for a moment and shallowly thrust hard into him again before pausing at the hilt and letting your high wash over you.

"M-Mn~" Hyunjin whines, slowly moving onto his hands and finally looking back at you and you notice he had been crying. Panting, you gently rub his hips and rub his ass with both hands. "Aw, My little crybaby~" You purr softy and let go of his ass, moving your left hand to his hip and go to pull out but he gasps out a whimper. "N-No, not yet..." You sigh, right arm moving around his side to his front and placing your hand on his left collar bone and asking him to push himself off the floor.

It works, surprisingly. Your hand and arm on his chest hold him up as you pull him back and his hands reach back until he can feel your waist. You grunt as you shift and sigh. "Ma Belle, I don't want to hurt you. Can I pull out until we're lying down?" He whines, but pouts and drops his head after nodding.

You slowly pull out and can tell he's trying to hold your cum in. You're quick to help him move off his knees so he doesn't fall and you lay the both of you down to your right and pull him close, reentering him with a groan that blends with Hyunjin's moan. He relaxes into your arms, clenching around your length when you shifted slightly to grab the blanket on the back of the couch.

Hyunjin is dozing in and out of sleep and you had to carefully slip off your shirt and toss it onto Hyunjin's mess on the floor, hopefully you'll remember to clean it up.

You slowly begin to drift off to sleep when footsteps can be heard making their way to where they are. You suddenly think 'Maybe if I lay still, he won't see me' which backfired when Changbin walked in and paused, staring at the two of you on the couch to get a closer look. Pants and shirt on the floor, you and Hyunjin under a blanket, faces still flushed pink but your blush darkens the longer you watch Changbin.

"You should double check if anyone is home first." Changbin says with an awkward smile. "I was on a call, he started it. I'm sorry." "It's okay. Just...always double check. Are you..." He gestures to you then Hyunjin then the blanket. "Yeah." "You sleep, I can help clean." He reaches for the shirt and you stop him. "Ah, Ah, wait, I-I can get the shirt." He picked up the sweats and reached for the shirt even with your protest. "Mn, you don't know how many times I've already had to clean up his messes, do you?" "Wait, that's not-" He picked up the shirt that was cover in cum and a lot was still on the floor.

"Oh." "Sorry." "Well, I didn't listen." He proceeded to use the shirt to wipe up the rest of his band mates cum and you feel incredibly embarrassed. "I'm really sorry." "It's fine." He smiles genuinely, carefully wrapping the shirt in the sweats. "I can bring more clothes too." "Actually, that'd be helpful." "Are yours with his?" "Mine are in the suitcase in the corner." "Cool." He walks away with the soiled clothes and you call out another apology. "I'm sorry, Binnie! And thank you!" "No problem and you're welcome!!"

You wrap your arms around Hyunjin and bury your burning face into his shoulder and fall asleep.

When you woke up, you've slipped out of Hyunjin and he's now curled up against your chest and tucked under your chin with both your arms wrapped around him. You stir, opening your eyes to look down at Hyunjin sleeping then look around. You fix the blanket that's exposed part of his ass and look at the end of the couch to see clothes for the both of you.

You sigh, remembering that Changbin was in his room that entire time but it doesn't feel as awkward as you thought it would feel when Changbin eventually walked in or heard you and Hyunjin accidentally.

Looking back down at Hyunjin, you kiss his temple and tighten your hold around him, deciding to go back to sleep for a little longer.

I just love that after I post, I go to edit it and then come up with things to add to it after people have already read it. 🤦🏼