Damn, I could totally see Junmyeon’s chest being a sensitive area for him 🫠. Like, I could imagine his s/o just doing nipple play with his pecs and Myeon absolutely losing his mind. And after it, he just f*cks his s/o completely senseless. (J, we need a one-shot of this!). Same goes for Sehun and his collarbones. The man definitely has some nice collarbones, so why not show them some love. Tho, I could see Sehun and Chanyeol’s chests being a sensitive area for them too. I mean, those too are basically unofficial members of the big tiddie gang.
you're absolutely right 🥺 and junmyeon seems the type to enjoy it and even ask for more!!
as for sechan, i have a fic with chanyeol where there's nipple play exactly because of this lol he's just so sensitive, every part of his body is a potentially area that will turn him on. and sehun, oh my dear sehun... he has the most beautiful nipple i've ever seen tbh 🙂
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Forbidden Love || 3
Genre: Angel!AU, Wolf!AU
Warnings: Mentions of mental illness & smut in later chapters
Word Count: 927
Characters: EXO (OT12)
Pairing: Chanyeol X Sehun
Angels and humans are a forbidden relationship…. but how can you resist when your guardian angel is so adorable and sexy protective
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So maybe I am just a little addicted to Sehun. But only a little. Just a little addicted to his smile. To his laugh. To everything I wasn’t able to see a lot of before.
Maybe I’m addicted to the way he feels in my arms, to his soft noises of contentment when I mess with his hair, to his wolf running in the woods happily.
Maybe.
“Stop staring at me, creep.” He mutters under his breath so none of his fellow students hear him. I chuckle, amused. I gotten used to making myself known to only Sehun. “I can leave.” I offer, jokingly. He looks at me in silent panic, looking like he’s about to flip.
“Hey, I’m just kidding. You sure you’ve been okay?” He nods with a weak smile. “I’ll see you after classes?” I nod, smiling at him. “Don’t worry, pup, I’ll be waiting.” A small whine sounds in his throat before I leave the room.
I wander the halls aimlessly, deep in thought. I remember when my dad passed Sehun as my own assignment. Which honestly was both complicated and not. He wasn’t clumsy like other kids, but he sure acted stupid. Like the one time he snapped back at a kid older than him and bulkier than him.
It’s been awhile since I accompanied him at school. 11 years to be exact. He’s in high school now. Definitely bigger. I hear a screech of sneakers a few hallways down. Pause. Another screech. A slightly longer pause. Again. I take off, the gut feeling starting to kick in.
“Leave pack territory.”
“B-But-“
“You are not in our pack. You never were. Not since your parents betrayed-“
“They were killed, you bastard! Murdered!”
I hear slam echo in the hall and I focus on making myself visible. “L-Let go of me. What are you doing?” Sehun sounds small, scared. “I’ll make you leave even if it means permanently.” I hear Sehun whimper for help as I stalk down the hall, ready to even fly there if I have to. “Who are you crying for? Huh? Your glorious guardian angel? Give it up, Sehun. Admit you were dreaming. They aren’t real.”
Sehun is whimpering, a forearm to his throat, cutting off some air. I immediately take action when I see the knife pointed at the wolf. I pull the, assumingly, alpha wolf back from Sehun, pushing him into the other wall. I knock the knife out of his hand and kick it away. “If I ever see you lay a hand on my wolf ever again, I won’t hesitate the snap your neck, even if it goes against my nature.”
“Chanyeol.” Minseok is staring at me disapprovingly from down the hall. I push off the wolf, huffing before turning to Sehun. A young wolf smaller than Sehun is hugging him, apologizing for leaving him alone. Must be Jongdae. Minseok did mention they went to the same school.
I walk over to Minseok, disapprovingly. “You knew this was happening to him.” I hiss and he nods with a sigh. “I watched over the both of them, Chanyeol. I can promise it never went this far. Jongdae usually is quick to help but today he got delayed.”
“Still, he’s my assignment. I’m responsible-“
“For some reason, I am starting to think this isn’t about him being your assignment or not.” Minseok interrupts, raising a brow at me. “What are you talking about? What else would it be-“
“You aren’t the kind of person to threaten someone like that. Just- Don’t hurt him. That’s all. Wolves aren’t the same as us.” Before I can reply, Sehun calls out my name quietly, nervous. I turn and crouch in front of him. “Hey, I’m here.” I mutter, worried. “Just remember what I told you, Chanyeol.” Minseok reminds, hand brushing my back as he walks off to find Jongdae.
I ignore him, pushing back Sehun’s brown hair. “Breathe, Sehun. Do you need to go home?” He nods, hyperventilating. I scoop him up, muttering soothing words, carrying him out of the school. The young wolf is whimpering, face pressed into my chest, hands clutching my shirt. I walk him home, avoiding any possible stops.
“Hey, hand me your key.” I mutter, bumping my forehead on his lightly to wake him. He stirs and fumbles for it, beginning to get down. He pulls it out sleepily and I gently take it, opening my arms as an offer to hold him again. He complies, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. His nose tickles my throat slightly before he settles in my arms.
I unlock the door, quietly stepping in and shutting the door behind me. I carry him to his room, carefully pulling back the sheets and placing him in his bed. I tuck him in, brushing his hair from his face. “Chanyeol.” He mutters and I hum gently in acknowledgement. It’s only when he turns and mumbles something incoherent, I realize he’s still sleeping.
He cradles his pillow, whimpering, brows knitted. I weigh my options; aware he is scared to be alone. I yank off my hoodie and carefully lay it against his pillow, cautious to not touch and accidentally wake him. I mentally pray it works because knowing Minseok he would’ve ratted me out to Junmyeon, who would most likely be waiting for me.
Thank the heavens it does. Sehun sniffs the hoodie before cuddling it closer and quieting down. I breathe a sigh of relief before leaving his home to deal with Junmyeon’s lecture.
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