#skz collab

[everyonesleastfavegemini]

SKZ CONCEPT PHOTOS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I can't explain it but he looks so gorgeous here and also rly feminine for like one of the first times bc this is bangchan and they never do that like he went from skz dad to skz mum and I'm so here for it 😻

AAAAAAAAAAAA is all I can say as a Minho Ult biased and I stand by that bc it's a totally valid response to the Lee Minho, but also he's doing that thing where he looks like he wants to murder us all again and idk why but it's rly hot 👀

Hes actually so pretty in this photo like I still don't understand how anti's and fake stays find him ugly bc like anyone with eyes can see how gorgeous he is, but also am I the only one who thinks he kinda looks sad which like could hint at the song cuz I don't imagine he actually is sad bc they have to make certain expressions for concept photos right? 😅

Okay so breathing is looking real good rn but I'm rly struggling to remember how like Hwang Hyunjin...

That's all I have to say just Hwang Hyunjin it needs no further explanation then that 🙂

He's so pretty and elegant and like I sometimes wonder if he's an elf and would definetly stand by it if elves weren't totally made up cuz of how elegantly beautiful he always is. LIKE LOOK AT HIM HES PRACTICALLY GLOWING (IK there's lighting but besides that lol) 🌹🌹

LEE FELIX IS LEE FELIXING AND IK AT LEAST 70% OF STAY R ON THEIR KNEES RN, ALSO THOSE EYES 🫣

Okay so like I'm not seungmin biased but recently I think I might be seungmin biased, and also KIM SEUNGMIN STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH THOSE EYES LIKE I'M ACTUALLY ON MY KNEES. Like if he started barking order rn I'd totally comply 😳

OKAY GUYS I'M DEAD BC UM AAAAAAA LIKE HES SO GODAMN HOT OMG, also the tattoos like ik they're probably fake but still 😩

Also if these photos weren't taken before SKZ magic school I might cry bc they cut Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongins hair 😭😭

@enjaken

[sona1800]

Hold The F Up!!!! Charlie Puth, My one fav with SKZ, my heart 🫠🫠🫠😵‍💫😵‍💫🥺💞

[bbokicidal]

Again & Again. | Hybrid!SKZ [B.C.]

╱|、 Pairing : Wolf Hybrid!Bangchan x Fem!Reader (˚ˎ 。7 Warnings : Aggressive Chan, Sexual Content (MDNI), biting, knotting, |、˜〵 choking/pinning, spit/drool, growling/snapping, borderline BDSM じしˍ,)ノ Notes : Day 3 of 4 from the BbokiDwae Collab with @dwaekkicidal!

ㅤ-`♡´- Hybrid!Chan likes to have his way - all of the time. But that's because he views himself as the Alpha in your household, so if you comply with him, it just makes everything easier. And of course, that slips over into the bedroom as well. -`♡´- Which means that he wants you to just sit still, look pretty, and let him abuse your holes until you're reduced to tears that stain the soft white sheets under your head.

-`♡´- Constant, hard, rough, bed-rocking, headboard-slamming-on-the-wall fucking ; whether that means he's got you bent over the side of the bed or he's mounting you from behind - maybe even letting you sit atop his hips while he pushes his cock up into you from below. -`♡´- He cannot do soft sex unless he absolutely has to. And there is a reason for that.

-`♡´- Primal urges are constant when it's mating season for him. He's growling under his breath at people who get too close to you, he always has to have his hands on your waist or in your back pocket, and if you're at home then he's stuck to your side like glue. -`♡´- And those primal urges also transfer into the bedroom as well. He'll snarl at you from behind when you squirm as your orgasm approaches, whispering out that you should stay still if you want it to take and that he's going to keep going until he knows you're full of his pups. -`♡´- If you're not listening and keep moving underneath him, he'll scruff you by biting at the side of your neck and sinking his teeth in just enough to hold you tight. It hurts, he knows it hurts, and he'll apologize for it later with a soft whimper in his voice - but for now he just needs your pretty body to lay still for him.

-`♡´- Speaking of urges - during mating season all they're telling him to do is breed. -`♡´- He's constantly in you - pinning you down with a hand on your neck on the sofa, bending you over in the bed, filling you to the brim against the kitchen counter; He's fucking up into you with heavy balls and a ruddy tip that is always, always leaking in desperation to be rubbing up on your gummy pink walls. -`♡´- And he's got so much cum to give. During mating season his body is constantly vibrating, jittery and aching for release. And one knot is never enough.

-`♡´- He's flooding you with cum so much so that even his knot can't contain it. He'll fuck into you, growl out as soon as his knot inflates and huff as it locks him into you - and even then he won't stop, rutting his hips desperately for more friction until he's grinding his cock deeper against your walls, kissing your cervix with a tip that spurts thick ropes of white to fill you up. -`♡´- And as soon as his knot deflates, it comes leaking out the moment he moves away. So he plugs you up again, cock still hard and eyes rolling back at the way you're so slick now. And how is he supposed to stop then, hm?

-`♡´- There is a lot of biting involved. You're constantly covered in marks of his dominance and adoration by being littered with imprints of his canines - though he knows better and will leave them in less obvious places - both from holding you down/frustration and pent up feelings and from needing to mark you up so others know that his territory includes you. -`♡´- And the man is feral. He's absolutely going to be drooling when he fucks you, tongue sliding over his lips over and over at the sight of how delicious your body looks rocking underneath his as he fucks into you for the fourth time that evening - if you ask nicely, and if you're into it, he may just spit on your pussy too. (He probably will anyway.)

-`♡´- He is determined to breed you. Even if you're on birth control or simply don't want kids (and he knows it), he'll still attempt to fill you up as much as he possibly can. Even though there's just so much cum that it all ends up leaking out in the end.

-`♡´-

"Gonna fill you up. You want that, yeah? You want me to fill you up?" He'll whine to mock your moans, brows crinkling when you choke on your sounds. "Say it." He'll growl, "Say you want it."

"Sit still. Sit still," He huffs, hand landing a harsh slap to your ass before squeezing the tender flesh in an attempt to keep you from moving. "Don't you want my pups, baby? Then quit moving."

"Oh my God, you're so fucking tight. So warm. God, don't ever wanna pull outta this pretty pussy."

"Where are you going?" He'll chuckle, grabbing onto your hips to drag you back to him when you try to crawl away for a small break between fuckings. "I'm not done with you yet."

"Fuck, might break you open. Split your pussy apart with my knot. Think you can take it? Yeah? Well you're gonna."

[dwaekkicidal]

"Heats" with Bunny!Lee Know

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: Day 2 of my Bboki-Dwae collab with @bbokicidal <3

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: ~900

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: gn!reader but theres pregnancy mentions in the last two quotes at the very very end of this post, constant mentions of breeding, 1 mention of a spank, overstimulation, some cum talk, using another person's clothes+scent to get off, this last one is marked with "⚠" but 1 mention of being forced down with a foot on ur head lol

DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

❥ Has no real heat cycle, at least not an obvious one, since male rabbits are always ready to breed year-round.

❥ That being said, he will be very obsessive about breeding you from the very beginning of the year, usually February or March, all the way to September. You both quickly come to learn that it is because of rabbit's mating season! Which explains why he's constantly insatiable during this time frame and will usually want to go multiple rounds a day, every single day if you'll allow it.

❥ He cums super fast sometimes, so oral is not an option in his mind. He will taste you at least 3 times a day and he'll dig his nails into your thighs if you start trying to squirm away from overstimulation.

❥ Once he's got his fill and he's sure you've enjoyed yourself, he’s wasting no time to flip you onto your hands and knees. It’s his favorite position!! something something "Best for me to breed you thoroughly"

❥ He’s gonna keep your hole nice and stuffed while he roughs you around for as many rounds as he deems sufficient enough for his seed to take. (Spoiler: it's NEVER enough for him)

❥ And if he’s that deep in, that he’s giving in to his more 'primal' side, then you will be at it for hours before his mushy little brain pushes past the chants of “breed. breed. breed.” and remembers that you’re, in fact, a human and need a second to breathe.

❥ He quite literally does not care if you physically can not get pregnant... You not having the means to get pregnant or simply being on birth control will never stop him from talking or thinking about breeding you. If anything, he finds it even hotter because his minds convinces him that "If we try hard enough.."

❥ You don’t need lube when he has almost disgusting amounts of precum/cum leaking from his tip <3 So much so that you now have a towel drawer in your nightstand

❥ Much to his human side’s dismay, and to his rabbit side’s joy, he will cum buckets every 2nd time. Meaning that once that second round of the day is hitting, prepare to literally overflow due to the sheer amount of cum his heavy balls will pump into you.

❥ Oh, and don’t even think about letting any of it go to waste. The second a singular drop of his cum falls past the midpoint of your thigh, he is racing to shove it back inside where it belongs.

❥ Depending on how deep into this “headspace” he is he might even growl, which always comes out as a huff, and land a warning slap to your ass cheek. Loves to combine it with some crude comment (like the very first quote at the end of this post)

❥ If he’s reaally really into it he will mount you as best as he physically can: If you’re in a position similar to missionary, you’re getting shoved into a mating press and held in place. Or if you’re in a position similar to doggy style, you’re getting shoved flat into the sheets so he can straddle the backs of your thighs and spread your cheeks while he watches himself fuck into your tight hole <3

⚠ You didn't hear this from me but if he's particularly insatiable & has lost himself to his instincts, he may or may not hold you down with his foot on the back of your head while you're in downward doggy. This is so he can force you to sit still and fuck your brains out so that you stay pliant for him until he's ready to take a break <3 In this position, he fucks you soo much more aggressively/rougher than ever before so prepare to not be able to walk for a bit hehe

Now, let’s say he goes through one of these “mating season” fits while you’re nowhere near. Maybe in another country or state for whatever reason and there’s no possibility that you and him can reunite anytime soon.

❥ He WILL try to breed hump everything that smells like you. From using your towel(s) to tug one out all the way to humping your favorite spot on the couch until his dick is raw.

❥ This also means he will throw one of your clothes (cough 90% of the time is your worn underwear cough) onto a pillow and will rub his cock against it until he dirties it even more.

❥ But, he is a good boy. So he won’t be gross and leave his cum to seep into your clothes until you come home. He’ll be good and thoroughly clean whatever he lost his mind on and definitely will get horny again in the process

❥ You let him think he’s gotten away with it, but in reality? He cums so much that some stains just don’t go away…

Well... that and you leaving a semi-filled laundry basket just to come home to an empty basket and suspiciously clean clothes always gives him away.

“Tell this ungrateful, little hole to take what it's given and stop wasting.”

“Jagi- Fuck. Jagiya, stop wiggling so much. The deeper I am, the better I can breed you.”

"I need to cum- God, please, baby- you haveta' take it all. You owe me for being so fucking tight and wasting all my cum."

“If you keep spilling, I’ll have no choice but to fuck another couple of loads into you, Honey.”

"You're gonna be so fucking sexy, all nice and round with my kits in your tummy. Yeah? Right fucking here." As he puts his palm on your lower stomach 🥴

"Yeah? You're gonna give me a litter? Gonna have our babies runnin' around my parent's house while I stuff you full with even more of them."

Taglist:

@valkyriexo @lunearta @jabmastersupriseee @rylea08

@yaorzu-blog @amararosesblog @jiminssluttyminx @clemissleepy

@miss-daisy04 @kittyxnoa @dwaekkiiracha @bubblerizz

@mariteez

[number1jeonginstan]

Part of my Valentine's Day Collab!

A/N: First installment, I hope y'all enjoy it!! I ended up re-writing this twice because I hated it the first two times...

Pairing: Bf!Lee Know x Reader

Warnings: Unprotected sex (who am I without it?), having sex in public (kinda....), oral sex (f!receiving), fingering, cumming inside, use of a vibrator.

“What if we try something new?” Minho asked as you put you got out of the shower, trying to find an outfit to wear your your dinner date. 

It was your first Valentine’s together, and you wanted to make it special, especially because he was always busy with work. 

“And what would that be?” you asked as you placed your complied outfit onto your shared bed, only to see him lying down with something silver in his hands. 

He showed you the small device with a grin spread across his face. “Think about it, you walking around with this touching that cute little clit of yours” 

“Minho” you exasperated, before putting on your dress in front of him. “Come on baby, you look so pretty, just think how much prettier you would be if I could control you” 

You turned around to hear shuffling, allowing him to zip up your dress. He kissed your shoulder, then your neck in the process, eliciting a small whimper from your mouth. 

“Please kitten, for me” he whispered into your ear. Who were you to say no to your boyfriend when he asked so politely? 

“Fine, if and only if you let me ride you tonight” you grinned. 

“Face or cock, I don’t mind, as long as it’s with you” he giggled back before spinning you around, throwing you onto the bed, and pulling down your underwear. 

He placed the bullet vibrator right on your clit before pulling your underwear back on. “Be a good girl and hold that for me tonight” 

“Yes sir!” 

It took you another forty-five minutes to do your makeup, the entire time, Lee Know was watching you. He pretended to read a book, splayed out on the bed in his dress shirt and slacks. 

As you were putting on your lipstick, he decided to have a little bit of fun. Taking the remote out of his pocket and setting it on the medium setting. 

You jerked, your lipstick slowly cascading off the corner of your lips, causing you to groan. “Lee Minho, what the actual fuck” you whined, taking a tissue to try and take it off before it dried down fully. 

“What kitten, I was just testing it out. Plus, I don’t know why you insist on wearing lipstick anyways, you know it’s going to end up on my cock at the end of the night” 

“You are so crude” you giggled, throwing one of your brushes at him in retaliation. 

“You love it though, but seriously baby, let’s get going I don’t want to miss our reservation” he chuckled, slowly making his way off his bed and behind you at your vanity. 

He watched you through the mirror as you adjusted your lipstick, admiring how beautiful you looked. How dolled up you would get just for him, it’s like he’s the luckiest man in the world. 

“Let’s get going” you grinned, grabbing your purse as the two of you headed out the door, bidding a farewell to Soonie, Doongie, and Dori, giving them all mandatory pats before heading to his car.

As he drove, one of his hands gripped the wheel while the other gripped your thigh, your eyes trailing every single one of his veins. 

The restaurant wasn’t far away, but the ride was pleasant. The low hum of the music in the background as you stared out the window, the heat of his hand filled all your senses. 

As the two of you arrived, he slowly parked the car, removing his hand from your thigh only to fidget with the remote in front of him, turning it on to the lowest setting. 

“How does it feel baby?” he asked as the two of you arrived at the restaurant.

“It’s nice” you giggled, the light hum on your clit giving you a bit of pleasure, but not enough for it to be noticeable. 

You finally understood why he had told you to dress so nicely. It was the restaurant he had been raving about.

“And what if I do this?” he grinned as he turned it all the way up, causing you to cover your mouth to hold back a scream before he turned it off completely.

“Minho, if you do that again, I don’t think I will be able to make it out of this car” you whined as you heard his chuckle.

“What if that’s exactly what I want?” 

“Then we shouldn’t have gone on a date and could have just stayed home” you muttered “I got all pretty for nothing” 

“Fine, if you want to show your cute little self off, let’s go” he grinned, quickly getting out of the car and opening the door for you, holding out his hand.

“Wow, what a gentleman” you giggled, taking his hand and walking to the front of the restaurant with him.

“This place is beautiful” you grinned, taking in the restaurant, fresh jasmines and plants rid the walls. He decided to take you on a sushi date, a place that he was recommended ten times over by Jisung and his girlfriend. 

“It truly is” Minho replied looking at you and not even taking in the place surrounding him. He walked up to the host stand, stating “We have a reservation for two, under the name Lee Know” 

The hostess simply nodded, guiding the two of you to a more secluded area, filled with individual rooms. 

As the two of you sat down, watching the hostess leave you quickly whispered “This must have cost a fortune” 

He replied with a simple “Anything for you” causing a soft blush to kiss your cheeks. 

You zoned out for a second, taking in the room. But before you could fully process it, he turned up the remote in his hand, causing you to moan out loud. 

“Fuck Min, you have to give me some type of warning” you whined as the vibrator kept the medium pace. “What if someone hears?” you whined

“Then they will hear how good I make you feel” he giggled before ringing the bell on the desk, informing that the two of you were ready for your first course as explained by the hostess before she left.

“Ready for the first course?” he asked, waiting for your response. “Yes please” you responded, not noticing the subtle grin on his face.

It only took a few minutes for the food to arrive, the waiter bringing it in before closing the door once again. 

 On the plate was cut-up tuna, each piece having a good amount of fat, laid on a bed of roasted asparagus and pomegranate aioli paired with a glass of 2022 Louis Latour Puligny-Montrachet. 

“Take a bite” he grinned, taking a sip of the wine placed in front of him. As you did, a moan escaped your lips. Each flavor complements the last, the taste exploding in your mouth. 

“This is so good” you grin, holding out a bite on your fork for Minho to taste. He sensually took a bit, groaning at the taste as well. 

As the two of you took a few more bites, savoring the food as the two of you talked about work and the crazy things happening between your co-workers, you could feel yourself slowly getting wet for some reason. 

The vibrator wasn’t even turned on, but your pussy was clenching around thin air. You played it off as the thought of Minho in front of you and nothing else, but little did you know he had planned the whole thing.

“Are you ready for the second course?” he asked, taking sight of your thighs pressed together, taking note of how they already started to kick in. 

“Of course” you gleaned, wondering what course they were going to bring out next, and how it was going to top the last one the two of you had just eaten. 

“Oysters?” you looked a bit puzzled as the waiter brought a tray with two plates of pasta and oysters, placing them in front of the two of you as well as two glasses of red wine. 

“Just enjoy baby” Lee Know grinned, taking a sip of the wine, you following suit. The sweet nectar covered your tongue, causing you to moan out loud. 

“Wow, Minho this is delicious, where is this from?” you pondered taking another sip. 

“If you like it, I’ll buy you a bottle, just enjoy the food in front of you” 

You took his suggestion, tasting one of the oysters before taking a bite of your pasta. “I think this might be better than the last” You grinned before taking another bite. 

“I’m glad kitten” he followed suit, taking a bite. “We should do this more often” he grinned, taking in your contempt face. It was nice to finally spend time with you, especially in public. 

“I agree” you hummed, taking the sight of his relaxed body. 

As the two of you talked some more, the food slowly disappeared, but you barely noticed, too immersed in your conversation with Minho, that was until he turned on the vibrator, causing you to squeak. 

“I told you I would do it when you least expected it” he chuckled, but you could barely register what he was saying. Even though the setting was so low, it felt ten times better than it did an hour prior. 

“Minho, fuck I’m going to cum” you whined as the vibrator pushed against your cunt perfectly. 

He turned off the vibrator just before you were going to reach your high, ignoring your whines and pleas, forgetting the two of you were in a public setting, where the waiter could come check up on you at any time. 

He ignored it before crawling underneath the table, his face nuzzling between your thighs, kissing up them. “Such a pretty looking cunt” he whined against your cunt.

Before you knew it, his face was in front of your cunt. He quickly pulled down your panties, licking stripes against your cunt as he turned the vibrator onto a medium setting. 

“Fuck Minho” you groaned, trying to push his head away, but he wouldn’t let you. He looked straight up at you, with hooded eyes before pushing one of his long fingers in you. 

“We can’t do this” you whined, clenching around his finger “There are people here” 

He didn’t care, ignoring you and going back to kissing your thighs as his fingers continued to squelch inside of you, your hand covering your mouth in an attempt to hide your moans. 

You cried as his fingers continued to abuse your soaking wet cunt. “What did we eat today?” he giggled before diving back into your pussy, his tongue pressing the vibrator harder against your clit. 

“Fish and oysters” you whimpered, the feeling becoming to be too much. 

“And what are those?” he grinned, pulling his face away from your pussy to look directly at you, your juices dripping down his chin. 

“Aphrodisiacs” you gasped as you came on his fingers.

 You had learned about them months prior when the boy’s girlfriends and you were playing a game of truth and dare. Felix’s girlfriend had admitted that he had made her eat oysters and fish before having sex one night, and it was some of the best sex they had ever had. 

“Good girl, you got it already” he replied, kissing your lips.

He slowly removed his fingers from your cunt, taking out the vibrator as well before stashing it away in his pocket. 

“Now, think you can be quiet for me and cum on my cock?” he questioned, bringing your hand down to his dress pants and rubbing it along his already hard cock. 

You nodded, allowing him to pick you up and place you on the table. He watched in awe of your body, your chest heaving as he pulled down, his already hard cock free of the confines of his pants and boxers. 

“Fuck kitten, you look so pretty like this” he grinned, slowly dragging his cock along the lips of your pussy, watching the way his pre-cum smears onto it. 

“Please Sir” you whined, begging for him to insert his cock into you. “Are you sure that you want my cock kitten? As you said, anyone can come in here and see me fucking you” 

“I don’t care anymore sir, please I need you inside of me” you whined, taking hold of his cock and pushing the tip inside of you. 

“Fuck kitten, you are so wet” he whined before slowly pushing his entire cock inside of you. 

“Look at you taking my cock like a little whore, do you want that waiter to see you like this? He was eyeing you up ever since we got in here. I bet he’s imagining how good you would look like this on his cock, but who’s little whore are you?” he groaned, slightly slapping your face.

He could feel your cunt get tighter at the thought of someone walking in. 

“I’m your whore sir” you moaned as his thrusts got harder, the tip of his cock hitting deep inside of your cervix. 

He couldn’t stop, the way your cunt was squeezing his cock, the way you were whining underneath him. He loved every second of it, never wanting to leave your warm wet little pussy. 

“There we go kitten, keep taking my cock inside your tight little cunny like a good girl” He whispered in your ear as he slowly lifted your legs, pressing deeper inside of you if that was even possible. 

You could feel yourself getting close, all of your senses slowly diminishing. Before you could cum, you heard the sound of the bell going off. The same bell that signifies the two of you were ready for the next course, the same bell that brought the waiter to your private room. 

“You better cum baby, don’t want the waiter to see you all fucked up like this do we?” he grinned. 

It was the push you needed to cum with a silent scream around his cock, your walls squeezing him in. 

It only took him a few more thrusts to cum inside of you, his hot release covering your walls. 

You quickly tried to come down from your high, trying to pull your underwear up, but before you could, Minho pushed his fingers inside of you. 

“Just making sure it doesn’t go anywhere” he giggled, before making himself look decent again. 

Right as the two of you sat back down, the waiter walked in. 

“Can I get you anything else sir?” the waiter asked, trying not to stare at the way your cheeks were flushed and your dress was a bit askew. 

“I think we can get the check, we have dinner at home” he chuckled before licking his fingers that had just been pushed inside of you only seconds prior. 

[daisykihannie]

𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 | 𝙻.𝙵𝚇

Day 6 of 8 days of kinks: Public Sex

Pairing: dom!felix x fem!reader

Warnings: exhibitionism, public sex, smut, nsfw, unprotected sex, established relationship, kinda dub-con, biting, almost crying, etc.

a/n: i actually really like this one? i hope you don’t mind the lack of plot here

@chvnlix Day 6: Here

“Felix!? what are you-“ you were cut off by your boyfriend clamping his hand over your mouth, his other hand holding the base of your neck to hold you in place. He was looking around like he was hiding, running, from someone.

You stared at him with wide eyes, your arms hugging your breasts in a poor attempt to hide them on reflex even though Felix could probably map out every feature of them with his eyes closed.

Felix let out a deep sigh when the coast was clear, giving you a blinding smile that made his eyes turn upward into soft crescents before he removed his hand from your lips. “Hi baby~” he cooed in a whisper. “Fe-“ and you were cut off again with his hand covering your mouth again. He looked at you with wide eyes, a warning to be quiet and then removed his hand again.

“Felix- what are you doing in here?” you whisper shouted, confused and a bit snappy with your tone while your eyes shot around the dressing room that you were still half naked in.

“I missed you.” he pouted, feigning offense. “Lix. I was gone for all of 10 minutes. I literally had one more dress to try on and then I'd be right out.” you tried your best to point out how insane Felix’s actions were without having to flat out say it.

He grabbed your wrists, removing them from your breast and pulled your arms down to your side and swinging them left and right cutely. “Did you not miss me?” he asked and looked at you with the biggest, wet, puppy dog eyes and pout.

You let out a deep sigh, rolling your eyes at his antics before speaking. “Of course I missed you Sunshine, but I was going to be right out in only a few minutes.” you stared at him sweetly with furrowed brows and a fond smile. You couldn’t help it, you love him too much even with how clingy he was. He was too fucking cute to deny and you were so unbelievably weak for this man.

He moved his hands to your bare hips, you were almost completely naked except for the thin fabric of your panties that barely covered you. He ran his thumbs in gentle circles along your hip bones and allowed his eyes to travel the expanse of your bare skin, taking an extra long moment to take in the sight of your breasts sitting pretty for him.

He tugged you in by the hips so your chest was flush against his covered chest and your pelvis collided with his, a muffled moan slipping out of his throat. “He missed you too baby.” he said and rolled his hips into you, forcing you to feel his cock that was hard and straining against his jeans.

You bit your lip at the feeling and felt butterflies erupting in your stomach. “L-lix…” you called out in a whisper, trying to sound stern but it came out as a whimper instead. Felix knew that you were wrapped around his finger, knew that you couldn’t fight the arousal that he could easily pull from the deepest parts of your being.

“Let’s help each other out, yeah?” he purred into your ear and continued rolling his hips, dragging his cock against your core that might as well have just been bare considering how thin the sheer fabric of your panties were.

“W-we can’t baby. We’re in public, what if we got caught.” you tried to reason, unsure if you were trying to convince him or yourself that this was a bad idea. The idea of possibly getting caught with your boyfriend's cock inside your cunt made it even harder to deny how arousing the situation was.

“We won’t get caught. We just need to stay quiet.” he hummed, removing one of his hands from your hips and pushing two of his fingers between your thighs and applying pressure to your clit. A whimper threatened to escape your chest when Felix covered your mouth again.

“I said to be quiet, doll.” he purred and tilted his head with an evil, teasing smirk on his face. He started rubbing his fingers in circles against your bud, causing your legs to shake at the stimulation.

“My pretty baby is so wet for me, your panties are completely soaked.” he cooed and withdrew his fingers which caused you to whimper at the lack of sensation. You watched intently as he brought his fingers into your line of sight and separated them from each other, a string of your juices keeping the digits connected before he was dragging them across his tongue. He closed his mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean with a groan and his eyes rolling back.

“You always taste so sweet. I just can’t get enough.” he moaned out, placing his hand on your thigh and hiking it up to rest over his hip. He removed his hand from your mouth, diving into a bruising kiss that was desperate and messy.

You swallowed down as many of your moans as you could as Felix eagerly licked around your mouth, savoring as much of your taste as he could. He kept your leg in its place on his hip and used his free hand to undo the button on his jeans, sliding the zipper down and shoving the fabric down to rest around the thickest part of his thighs.

When he released his aching cock, it recoiled up to slap against your sloppy cunt and the two of you swallowed each other's moans. He continued rolling his hips, allowing his cock to slip and slide against the now transparent fabric and through your folds. His cock very quickly became a sloppy mess from your juices, his pubes beginning to stick together with the sticky fluids.

You felt his fingers between your legs again, pulling the fabric to the side, The tip of his cock teasing your swollen clit directly now and your knees threatened to buckle, whining and begging into your boyfriends hungry mouth.

“Don’t worry my love, I'm gonna take care of you. I promise.” he hummed against your spit-shined lips and began to kiss down your neck, nipping at your sweet spot and moving his hand back to your mouth. “I just don’t trust you not to get us caught.” he followed up and slammed his cock into you, your scream muffled by his hand.

Thank god he didn’t trust you, he knows you too well. His hips stilled and he had to take a few deep breaths to keep from spilling inside you already with the way your hole fluttered around his length.

“You always feel like heaven. My cock fits so perfectly inside your pretty cunt. It’s like it was made for my cock.” he moaned quietly into your ear, his voice thick with his arousal causing it to be even deeper than usual. His hand stayed clamped over your mouth in a vice grip as your eyes began rolling into the back of your head. The drag of his heavy cock through your walls was addicting. The way his cock would drive directly into your g-spot with every thrust in had you trembling.

Drool was spilling from your mouth and down your chin through the seam where his hand stayed against your flesh. He wrapped his other hand around your waist in a bruising hold to keep you up. He buried his face into the side of your throat and began mouthing at the soft flesh to muffle his own moans. You had to breathe through your nose heavily as your head began to spin from the abuse to your g-spot.

His pace was picking up as well, punching small “ah ah ah”s from your gut everytime the head of his cock nudged against that spongey spot buried deep inside you. “Fuck doll. Sucking me in so beautifully. Gonna cum inside, fill you up like you like.” he moaned out, his thrusts growing more frantic as time went on. You were on the brink of crying as the knot in your stomach continued tightening at a rapid pace.

You could feel your orgasm approaching, getting closer every time you could hear someone right outside the dressing room you two were in. The fear of knowing that at any second the two of you could get caught had your orgasm crashing into you with the intensity of a cluster of fireworks exploding deep inside your gut. You clamped down around Felix’s cock as your body began to convulse in his hold. He let out soft hisses as he pushed through your orgasm.

He continued to thrust through the vice grip your pussy had on him, pushing him to topple over the edge as well. He bit down on your shoulder hard to muffle his own cries as he spilled inside of you. His cock was buried as deep as he could get it, inside of you and you felt him painting your walls white, his cock twitching and stretching the muscle of your pussy as he filled you up. It felt like he was cumming forever and you felt so full that it was bordering on painful.

When he stopped cumming, he stayed buried inside of you and was left panting when he pulled away from your shoulder. “Shit baby…” he mumbled with a blissed out expression on his face.

He removed his hand from your mouth and you were left panting as well, slumped back against the mirror behind your back. Your skin felt sticky and you let out a hiss at the cold metal once it made contact with your skin.

Once Felix caught his breath, he still didn’t pull out and kept you plugged up with his cock to keep his cum from spilling out of you. He took a hold of where your panties clung to your hips and pulled them hard, ripping the fabric on one side and then moving to the other.

“Lix! what are you-“ you were cut off by his cock slipping out of you and before you could complain about being empty he shoved your underwear inside your cunt before anything could leak out.

“Can’t leave a mess and get caught, my love. Gotta be my good girl and keep my cum inside you till we get home.” he smiled, patting your thigh and allowing your leg to drop from his hip. Your thigh was beyond sore and you felt like a newborn deer trying to stand.

“Go ahead and get dressed so we can go home.” he placed a chaste kiss to your forehead and gathered your clothes, helping you get dressed again and the two of you slipped out of the store unnoticed and not bothering to check if there was any mess left behind, giggling like two high schoolers.

[astraystayyh]

kpop stans literally have no backbone LMAOOO when skz gets hate for collaborating with more and more zionists because as we can see they are VERY well welcomed by stays, dont come crying. what a useless fandom. literally we had one job and it’s to NOT platform a zionist and an israeli settler but nooooooo 💔💔💔 people are losing their jobs and students are being arrested for protesting against israel but 90% of stays cant even boycott ONE song.

it’s not a coincidence that zionists are infiltrating kpop i need u to PLEASE utilize ur critical thinking skills and realize that those zionist brands/artists/companies are looking for new audiences to gain since they’re being shunned away. this is only the beginning this isn’t a matter of supporting skz alone PLEASE

it could’ve been you born in palestine and it would’ve been your people and family and friends and loved ones that are genocied. and then you’d be the one asking people to not platform zionists and to shame them but oh well. good luck living life being this fucking spineless

[giddyfatherchris]

massage | bang chan, han, felix, seungmin

summary. you're sore and stressed but luckily your boy is there to help. collab with @httpdwaekki <3

type. requested <3

warnings. fem!reader, use of terms like "missy", "pretty girl", mentions of wearing a bra

words. 1000 / blurb

a/n. here she is!!! these were so hard to make lmao but once inspiration struck it went like a charm :3 im so excited about this little project because it’s a collab with one of my favorite human in the worldddddddd @httpdwaekki <3 thank you sm for doing these with me :3 for minho, changbin, hyunjin and jeongin’s part go on her profile!

part 2

bang chan

As a choreographer, you have to work physically for hours on end. Your day-to-day life consists of a never-ending workout. With the years, you've become accustomed to it. Your body is now a well-oiled machine. But even you could push yourself a little too hard occasionally.

Working in the same building as your boyfriend often had its advantages, like shared meals and quick kisses between breaks. But it also had the disadvantage of exposing yourself to his watchful eyes whenever you pushed yourself too much. Between meetings, Chan often came for a surprise visit.

Just now you could see from the corner of your eyes, his lean and muscular shape enter the room. His gaze warm and joyful at first, then suspicious when he noticed you were hobbling around the studio. You had been working really hard to choreograph a new solo and in your creative trance, might have forgotten to pace yourself a little. You did allow yourself a quick break to hug him, hearing him whisper in your ear a quick "Be careful," in between kisses.

When you finally couldn’t take it anymore and decided to head home, you hesitated in front of the studio door. It was your habit to give Chan a quick goodbye kiss before going home but you didn’t think you could do that without him noticing how much your legs trembled. Not up for a lecture on top of your exhaustion, you swiftly left the building, deciding on a quick text instead.

When you got home, you jumped in the shower, the warm water almost making you moan as it soothed your abused muscles. You changed into comfortable clothes before you got started on a quick dinner.

When Chan finally came home it was late, you were sprawled on the couch looking extenuated. He couldn't stop a slow smile from spreading on his lips as he stared at you. Your hair was still slightly wet, you were wearing his favorite pajamas and clutching a plushie on your chest. You usually liked to play on your phone while you watched a show, but you must have been really spent out because your phone was nowhere to be seen and your empty gaze was fixed on the TV.

"Hi sweetheart," he said in a soothing voice as he crouched to kiss the top of your head. You grumbled in return, gaze still hypnotized by the documentary series you'd been watching. You heard him forage in the fridge in search of something to eat. "I made chicken, rice, and a salad. There's some left over for you on the stove," You heard his little 'Ooooh' of happiness and couldn't keep a smile in. He quickly grabbed a plate and came back to eat next to you. Of course, not before giving you a quick peck and saying thank you for the meal. Once done, he laid down on the couch, focused on answering some messages on his phone. After a while, you beard him sigh and close his phone, "Ready to go to bed?"

You nodded yes but when he got up, made no move to follow. He looked at you with his eyebrows lifted. "You're not coming?"

You sighed, took a long look at your legs, then back at him, and answered shamefully. "I will be honest with you. I don't think I can." He looked at you with that tight lip, furrowed brows expression he always had when he was confused about something. He looked at your legs, trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with them until he realized you hadn't moved since he came home. "So you did you push yourself too hard you little liar." You knew from his tone that he was unhappy with you and felt a bit dumb for thinking you could have ever hid this from him. You grumbled a 'might have', he didn’t miss. He exhaled with a disbelieving smile before sitting down next to you. "Can I do anything to help?" You played nervously with your fingers, uncomfortable to request what you really needed. He searched for your gaze, but you wouldn't look at him, keeping a precise focus on your twisted fingers. "couldyoumassagemylegs."

"What?", he laughed.

"couldyoumassagemylegs."

His eyes light up when he finally made sense of your mumbled request. "Massage your legs? Of course, why do you look so shy, angel?" He had that cute taunting smile on his lips. There was no way in hell he wouldn't help you, but still, he loved to taunt you especially when you got shy like this.

"I always feel kinda awkward asking for massages."

"You shouldn't, you work hard. You deserve all the massages you want." He moved down to sit closer to your extended legs, and calmly laid his warm hands on them before he started moving in circular motions. You couldn't help a few whimpers at first, it hurt like a bitch. He apologized profusely, encouraging you to weather it, knowing it would get better soon. "I know baby. I'm sorry."

Slowly, as the blood started circulating in your muscles, a relaxing feeling spread in your body. You were limp like a noodle, completely abandoned to Chan's strong hands massaging the pain away. He lifted his head after a few minutes of diligent massaging and giggled as he looked at you, eyes closed, mouth slightly opened, about to doze off. He stopped, earning a groan of protest from you, "You're about to fall asleep, I promise I'll continue, but in our bed."

You opened lazy eyes, deciding idea wasn't half as bad. He approached you, arms opened to carry you upstairs. "Come here, girl." He groaned a little when he picked you up, mostly out of habit than because of real strenuous effort. You wrapped your arms tight around his neck, nuzzling in his warm skin. He giggled at the touch but kissed the side of your head with a smile as he carried you, bridal style to your room, wantqing you to be able to fall asleep comfortably in bed as he massaged the ache away.

han

"Jesus reese peanut butter cup, that hurt," you mumbled as you clutched your hand to your chest. "Y/n, you okay?" you heard Minho call out from upstairs. "Yeah, I'm fine," you quickly answered, not wanting him to come downstairs and find out you had, in fact, dropped a heavy piece of furniture and strained your hand and shoulder as you tried catching it. Han's head poked around the corner of the stairs, his fluffy hair falling around his cheeks. "You sure you okay, babe? We heard a loud noise." You nodded with a tight smile, not wanting to worry him unnecessarily. The thing is, maybe you should have told someone because as time went on the pain only kept getting worse. But you were almost done moving Minho into his new apartment, so you decided to take on yourself and not say anything.

You did your best to hide your discomfort, but apparently, you weren't doing an excellent job of it. You could feel your boyfriend's worried glance every now and then. Each time you tried smiling or acted as if you didn't notice it, even when he confronted you.

After a quick dinner, Han suggested you join him in the shower, an adorable grin on his lips. You nodded with a smile and waited for him to leave the room before you tried lifting off your shirt. You managed to do it with lots of whimpering and cries of pain. Thankfully, with the shower running, he didn't hear, but once you got in, it got harder to hide the state you were in.

"You ready to tell me what was going on now? You acted really weird today."

You gave him a feeble smile, "I was just really tired. It was a big day." He nodded, not looking very convinced, and tried to put his hand on your shoulder to comfort you. Even the slight weight of his hand made pain course through your nerves and you backed in the corner like a wounded animal. His brown eyes rounded with worry. "What's going on?"

"I dropped something earlier and when I tried catching it, I strained my arm. It's been hurting more ever since."

The emotions on his face immediately swapped for a seriousness you had rarely seen before. He took a moment to look at the way you let your arm rest limp on the side of your body before he ushered you to come closer.

"Come here baby, I promise I'll be careful."

You stepped towards him and watched as he took a rag and some soap and started gently washing your body, making sure to be extra careful around your hand and shoulder. Once done with the washing, he asked you to wait as he exited the shower. He came back with a towel wrapped around his hips and another open in his arms, ready to welcome you. If you weren't hurting so much, you would have swooned at the sight in front of your eyes but the relentless zap of pain coursing through your upper left side wouldn't allow it.

He dried you delicately and helped you put on one of his oversized t-shirts. The fabric hung on your skin and his comforting smell filled your nose. "I'm okay Ji, I just need to rest. You don't have to do all this."

He was swiftly getting dressed but stopped to look at you with furrowed brows. "This is not okay, you're hurt." He approached to grab your face in his hands, his brown eyes set on yours, his wet hair hanging on his forehead in soft curls. "I will take care of you. Go sit on the bed, I'll be right there, okay?"

He kissed the tip of your nose and gently nudged you towards your bedroom. You heard him rummaging in your small kitchen before he came back with a small towel and ice pack in his hands.

"Ice is good for sore muscles. It slows your blood flow, so it helps with inflammation and pain." He quickly explained as he sat next to you.

You winced when he wrapped your shoulder with the towel and ice despite his delicate manoeuvers. But he was right because just a few minutes in, you laid back in bed relishing in the break you were finally getting from the constant ache.

"Does that feel better, love?" You nodded with your eyes closed. You heard your boyfriend giggle and felt his hand softly grab your hurt one and start carefully massaging it. He pulled on each of your fingers softly and asked you to do a few movements, monitoring closely your reactions.

Once done, he sighed with relief. "Well, I'm glad to announce nothing is broken. It's a really bad sprain, but you should get better soon."

You opened your eyes to meet his focused gaze. "How do you know so much about this?"

His hands kept moving in circular motions as he answered with a small smile. "I was a trainee for years, practicing for hours. I've also been an idol for seven years now. Believe me, sprains are a daily occurrence in our field. We've all learned to treat and assess them pretty quickly."

You stayed silent for a beat, "As much as I think it sucks that you have to deal with these injuries because of the intense pace of work you've been thrown into since a young age, I must say I'm pretty glad you have this knowledge tonight." You smiled and softly stroked the side of his face with your good hand. "I also admit, I like seeing you like this. The whole 'nurse jisung' knowing all about my injury, able to assess and care for it, is pretty hot."

At the subtle meaning behind your words and tone, he lifted his head swiftly, a spark of interest illuminating his dark eyes. "Do you, now?"

You bit your lower lip as you slowly nodded, your eyes fixed on his plush lips. You tried leaning forward to kiss him but even the small movement made you whimper in pain. Immediately Jisung pulled back, "Okay, okay, relax Casanova. Keep your flirting for when you're able to move without sounding like an old grandma, okay?"

He laughed at the pout on your lips before leaning down to give you a quick peck. "Better than nothing, right?"

felix

Working as a marketing manager could be definitely more stressful than you imagined. Still, you wouldn't exchange your career for anything else. You loved the creativity your work allowed you to unleash. Even when it meant spending entire days sitting in front of a computer or crouched on a model for a presentation, like today. You tried massaging your sore neck as best you could on the bus ride home. Your day had been packed and your shoulders, neck, and back were killing you. You were about to select a podcast to listen to when you noticed a text you had received a few minutes ago.

You closed your phone with a giddy smile. It wasn't often that your boyfriend got home before you. You felt butterflies in your stomach at the thought of having some one-on-one time with your busy partner.

When you got home, you didn't even call out his name. You knew where he would be. You dropped your bag and coat in the entryway and headed quietly for his gaming room. As predicted, you found him sitting in his chair, an empty bottle of water next to him. He looked breathtaking and adorable at the same time. He didn't hear you coming in with his headphones. His dark eyes focused on the screen, his tongue darting out to lick his lower lip from time to time. You knew better than to disturb him before his game ended so you waited for the screen to go back to the main menu before you pounced. Felix let out a high-pitched scream and grabbed his chest as if trying to keep his heart inside. Once he realized who held him, he wrapped his arms as well as he could from his position around you. "Hey, ladybug."

"Hey sunshine," you answered with a kiss on his cheek. "What do you think of dino chicken nuggets for dinner tonight?" you asked with a little smile, your lips still pressed against his skin.

"Is that even a question?" he answered with a mischievous grin.

You ended up eating on the couch with a bottle of ketchup nearby. After your high-quality meal, you decided to settle down with a fun show you had started together some time ago. Quickly, Felix laid his head on your lap, asking you with the cutest puppy eyes if you could play with his hair. Without hesitation you started drifting your hands in the silky smooth strands of his hair, using from time to time your nails to delicately scratch his scalp, eliciting deep sounds of satisfaction from him.

A while in, you started moving around, trying to find a position where your back wasn't uncomfortable and your neck didn't feel strained. You tried not to bother him, but Felix was quick to notice your wiggling.

"Are you alright baby? Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

"No, it's just my neck and back are killing me." You finally admitted. He lifted himself up on his elbows to look at you with questioning eyes. "I've been working on this model for the past few days and I think all the crouching and bad posture is finally catching up to me."

He pouted before sitting up to drop a pillow on the ground between his legs. He backed up on the couch, making more room for you to sit. "Come on, sit down. I'll give you a massage."

You stared at him, flushed and unsure. "But, you asked me to play in your hair. I didn't say this to stop I was just-"

He cut you off with a stern look, "C'mon angel."

Begrudgingly, you slid down the couch to sit in between his legs. By the time his hands started professionally massaging your sore muscles, you were basically purring like a kitten. "Do you like that?" He giggled, loving to see you so happy and relaxed. You sighed with pleasure. Your brain felt so deliciously relaxed, that it was hard to even find words. "I admit you're really good at this, but you could do anything and I'd love it."

"Really? But you never ask for them!" You're always giving him massages whether it's after a particularly intense practice or to help him relax. On the other hand, Felix can barely count the number of times you asked him.

"You work so hard, it feels wrong to ask you to give me a massage after you've already spent the day using your body so much. I don't want to be an added task to your day."

He crouched to position his chin in the crook of your neck, his hands gently wrapping around your middle. "Are you telling me it feels like a task when I ask you to massage me?" he taunted, but you could hear the slight smile in his deep voice. "Well…" you started off, implying it was, but started to squeal when his fingers tickled your skin. "Okay! OKAY! I'M JOKING! FELIX!!"

With a laugh, he stopped and kissed your cheek lovingly. "It's the same for me. Helping you feel good when you've been working hard or just because you need to cool down is in my job description as your boyfriend, okay? Plus, you know I love giving massages. So no more feeling shy or guilty, understood?" His lips on your ear sent tingles down your body as you nodded. "Or else, I might have to tickle you again…" You opened your eyes wide at the threat in his words. "I promise, I promise! You can massage me as much as you want!"

seungmin

Today, like every other lately, was an unbearable pain in the ass. Work was stressful, and Seungmin had been stressed with his and the boys’ upcoming comeback. Making it so that your day-to-day constantly looked like one big anxious mess. You felt so pressured and under tension that unknowingly, your body had started to reflect your state of mind. Your shoulders were constantly tensed, scrunched up by your ears and you had to constantly remind yourself to take a deep breath, loosen your shoulders, and the tightening of your jaw.

You headed to Seungmin's apartment after work feeling tired as ever. You’re only consolation being that it was finally friday and you’d get the whole weekend to chill out and rest. When you entered and called out his name and were only met with silence, it confirmed what you thought, he wasn't home.

You stared for a second more at his texts, he seemed so tired it made your heart ache. Dropped at your feet, you looked at your bag and coat, then at your sweatpants hanging by the laundry basket. Your whole body screamed at you to take off your bra, change in comfy clothes and play cozy video games in the couch. But you couldn’t stop thinking about your hardworking boyfriend. Seungmin would never ask for it, but you knew he needed help. He was stressed, and barely had time to do things outside the company building. Dishes accumulated in the sink, dust covered almost every inch of the furniture, and mountains of clothes were displayed near the washing machine. Plus, you knew it had been at least a week since he had the time to eat a decent meal. So despite the fatigue and your own needs, you rolled up your sleeves, tied your hair up, chose your best playlist, and got to work.

When he finally came home, you were even more tired, but you felt satisfied knowing you might have helped remove some of his burden. He came home looking happy and relaxed for the first time in a week. You were relieved to notice that the tensed position of his shoulders seemed long gone. He hung his coat and looked at the pristine state of his apartment with a surprised expression. "What happened here?" he looked around, finding everything neatly organized, cleaned and put away. There were even two plates set out on the table and a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen. "Why did you do all of this?" he questioned while walking over to you sprawled on the couch like a slug.

"I wanted to help. I know you've been really stressed with your comeback and didn't have the time to do this stuff, so I took care of it."

He kept staring at you with his piercing gaze. "You look tired," he stated while analyzing your posture.

"Work was intense today, but I'm fine." With a muffled grunt, you got up and reached your hand out for him. "I'm okay Min I promise. Come on, let's eat!"

At no later than 8:30pm you were tucked in bed while he changed. He noticed the neatly folded pieces of clothing in his wardrobe and poked his head out, a few rebel strands hanging over his eyes. "You even did the laundry and folded this chaos?"

You hummed in answer, not lifting your eyes from your phone. You couldn't see it, but you felt his gaze on you, studying. You refused to cross his eyes, not wanting him to know how much it had cost you to do all this. You still didn't regret it, but you didn't think you could get up for the rest of the night. The mattress dipped where he sat next to you, draping his arm over your covered legs. "Why?"

"Why what?" He picked up your phone from your hands to reclaim your full attention. His eyes shone with a determined light; he wouldn't give this up. With a sigh, you took your glasses off and wiped your face with your hands. "I wanted to help you, I know how stressed you've been with everything and I wanted you to be happy."

"So you keep saying. I really appreciate it but you didn't have to do that. I feel much better. I think we're finally ready for our comeback. I promise I'll be back to my neat freak behavior." You chuckled lazily, glad to hear he was finally feeling a bit more confident. "I'm sorry I didn't notice how much this whole thing affected you. I'm ashamed to realize I haven't been really present for you lately. How are you? How has work been?"

You grabbed his hand, feeling thankful for his sweet consideration, and admitted how exhausted you really were. "I just want to feel relaxed for once. It feels like I haven't been able to in weeks."

Your puppy-eyed boyfriend looked at you with a pensive gaze before suddenly asking you to turn on your belly. You did so with little question, and soon felt his expert hands massaging your abused back.

"Seungmin! What are you doing?" You squealed and tried to wiggle out from his grip. He softly, but firmly pushed down on your shoulders blades to keep you from moving. "Stop," he grumbled.

"You don't have to do that. You had a big week. I’m sure there’s a thousand things you’d rather do than give me a massage."

"That’s where you’re wrong. Taking care of my partner is important and a priority to me." He shushed you, "Why is it so hard to convince you to let me take care of you?"

You stayed silent for a few seconds before explaining how you always felt you needed to care for others. "It's not like I don't like it, but I don't really know how to let people take care of me."

You waited for an answer in silence, worried he might give you a lecture (he was good at that) but were surprised when you felt him bend down with his mouth by your ear. You felt a soft kiss on your temple before he whispered, "Then I'll teach you."

[mari-the-bimbo]

Welcome back Itadori Yuuji 🫡

[dalamjisung]

the escape plan ❋ hwang hyunjin

word count: 3528

genre: fluff

pairing: reader x hwang hyunjin

description: you love working as a barista just because you love people watching. in this case, you end up watching hyunjin and his failed date. this is the one where you and hyunjin learn that the escape plan should've been plan A to begin with.

part of Summertime’s Special Collab with @catiuskaa | series masterlist here

It’s the way he smiles that makes chuckle from behind the counter. 

The bar is full today, but then again, it’s full most nights. During the week, you mostly see older couples, and it fills your heart with warmth to imagine a life in which you get to grow old with someone next to you. But then you mind the bar and the older creeps flock in and, suddenly, celibacy is looking pretty good. The weekend is when the youngsters, like you, flock in. 

Seeing people your age on dates is quite funny. It reminds you of why you used to like dates so much and, at the same time, hate them so much. You kind of miss it, the whole excitement of having a crush and getting ready for a date. It’s the silly dances and the makeup process and the singing with a hairbrush that makes you softer for those moments past. But you just don’t have time for that anymore, not with work getting busier by the second. For a minute, you wonder if tourist season came a couple of weeks early, judging by the new faces you see coming around… his included. 

To be fair, you think every single bartender in that place stopped what they were doing to watch him walk in. He is definitely someone you will all gossip about in the back room, and from how your co-worker keeps elbowing you every time he moves, you know she’s going to be your main source of entertainment during closing time. “Oh my god, Y/N, just look at him,” She groans, putting the cup she’s washing down in favour of leaning forward over the counter, as if she can just touch him like that. “He’s so handsome… why can’t it be me on that date?”

“Oh, I don’t think you want to be on that date,” You laugh, raising your brows while getting their drinks ready. He looks soft, gentle; kind enough to sit through what is visibly one of the worst dates you’ve seen during your shifts so far. “That smile is so fake I’m afraid it might get stuck.” 

“How do you know? It might be the best! With a guy like him, I’m sure it will be the best…”

“For her, sure,” Putting the drinks on a tray and getting out from behind the counter, you get ready to go deliver them. Their table is in your section, and if you’re honest, a little snooping never hurt anyone. “But him? Girl, he’s leaning away from her! He’s basically wincing! Don’t be so superficial– just cause he’s pretty doesn’t mean that’s all he cares about!” 

“Go find me some gossip!” She whispers with a wink and basically pushes you off. 

Being a bartender isn’t what you want to do for the rest of your life. The thought of figuring the rest of your life out, though, makes you shiver in horror. You don’t really see a point in planning the future if that means you can’t really live in the present, and so for now, for this moment, this you, this time, you love your job. You love interacting with people, you love listening to stories through the counter, you love when people ask you to make a drink you think they’ll like. Deep down, you know you won’t stay there forever, but that’s just not something you’re ready to face yet. 

“Excuse me,” You announce yourself quietly, approaching from the side so you don’t accidentally spill anything on them. 

There is an order to serving tables– first the napkins, then the cups, then a gentle smile and a small bow before walking away. Despite your words, the goal is to be a ghost, almost like the cups appeared there without a presence looming over the guests. But you move slowly, you’re gracious, polite, and definitely curious. 

“…and then like, they fired me!” Her voice is almost squeaky.“Because I told them I wouldn’t take a meeting from the hairdresser!” 

“But… it was during your work hours…” 

This is the first time you hear his voice and it shocks you. It’s lower than you expected and oh so quiet, like he regrets saying the words even before he says them. You cough a little, hiding the laughter bubbling in the back of your throat. And he must have heard you because he immediately glances up, eyes meeting yours and it’s almost like, when he notices your pursed lips, it unlocks something in him that makes his lips purse too. The speed in which you both look away is comical, but now you know he knows. The bridge between you two has been shattered and now, it’s like you can’t keep crossing. 

“Yeah, but they still should respect my personal boundaries, you know?” This is the moment she looks up at you, eyes lingering a little too long as if she’s questioning why you’re still there. “Anyways, should we get some food? Could you bring us the menu?” 

“Of course, I’ll be right back.” It takes you a minute to grab the menu and return. “Here you go, ma’am, what can I get for you?” 

She rattles off some random items and you make sure to memorise them before turning to him. “And you, sir? What can I get you?” 

“Oh don’t bother, he’ll be sharing what I’ve ordered.”

When she says this, you’re still turned to him and he’s looking right at you, and both your eyes go wide. “Could you please show me where the bathroom is?” He asks instead, and you nod while he gets up and tells his date “I’ll be right back.”

The restrooms are on the upper section of the bar, and you take him upstairs with a stupid smile on your face. He looks like he’s around your age and the long, tired sigh you hear coming from behind you is the last draw– you start laughing out loud, only looking back at him when you get to the top of the stairs. He looks like he’s amused at your reaction yet tortured because of his reality. 

“You’re laughing because it’s not you sitting across from her!” He gasps, head falling in his hands dramatically. “I don’t even need the bathroom, I just need to get out of there!”

Giggling, you nod. “It does seem like it’s not going well.”

“Oh god, even you guys noticed?!”

“To be fair to you, we see dates going all kinds of ways here, so it’s a part of the job.”

For a second, he falls silent, eyes stuck on yours like he’s trying to speak directly into your soul. “I need an escape plan,” He mumbled, head cocking to the side. “And you might just be it.”

“Sorry?” Your eyes go wide at his suggestion. “I can’t– I mean, you can just tell her, no? Just–“

“Oh come on, you’ve seen dates going all kinds of ways and you think I can just tell her?! Are you crazy?! I’ll be lucky if she doesn’t throw a drink on my face!”

“Why did you even ask her on a date? Poor girl thinks she has a really handsome guy into her and you’re planning an escape,” You asked, looking around to make sure no one is listening to your conversation. The last thing you need is a snoopy client deciding to interfere and tell the girl themselves. You’ve seen it happen and you were the one having to separate the fight. 

“I didn’t!” Whining, he stomps her foot on the ground like a child and your brows shoot up in curiosity. “My friend set me up because I haven’t really been going out lately, and it’s not like I was desperate, you know? I was just… busy! But he set me up regardless and he said he met her at a party because she’s his friend’s cousin’s best friend or something like that and I thought ‘how bad can this be?’ but as it turns out it can be really, really bad and I just want to go home and watch some TV with my dog!”

The way he is panting by the end of his rant has your heart squeezing out in sympathy for him. You’ve had had your fair share of bad dates, and it always feels more urgent than they actually are, but in the moment, while you pretend to be someone you’re not and smile at things you normally wouldn’t, all to appease someone you have no intention to see again, it’s a terrible sensation. Feels like getting lost, like you push yourself so far away that you worry if you’ll ever find your way back. And it made you feel guilty, knowing you were purposefully lying to someone who seemed to be having a good time, although by themselves. 

It’s not like you, to interfere and meddle, but he looks so upset with those plump, pouty lips that even you can’t resist it. “Fine,” You mumbled, straightening your back abruptly. “But you’re paying for her! Don’t be a dick! Just… Just follow my lead.”

“You are my saviour!” He cheered. “I’m Hyunjin, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, Hyunjin,” You smile, offering him a hand to shake. “I’m Y/N. Also known as your escape plan.” 

What follows next is a really intricate plan. He will go back. He will smile. He will listen to her and give her the attention he craves because as much as he seems to be hating this date, she isn’t and you are not to make her night the worst night of her life. While he does all that, you will grab the food she ordered and you will bring it to her. In your tray, a mysterious drink will sit dangerously by the edge and as you put the food down, the weight shift will destabilise your hand and suddenly Hyunjin will be covered in liquid. He will then be very upset about it, and order the bill, which he will pay in full. Then, he gets to go home should your plan work. 

“You’re a genius,” Hyunjin whispers before returning to his table, and you can’t help but laugh at him. 

All in all, you understand why the girl looks at him like how she does, you’re pretty sure anyone around him is looking at him like that– impressed and slightly intimidated. Hyunjin is a beautiful man– he is way past handsome, at this point, and you would describe him as beautiful. His lips are full and his eyes are sharp, and his laughter, even in misery, sounds like fine tuned music. For a second, you let yourself imagine what it would be like to be the one sitting in front of him. He seems charming enough, from your brief interaction; would you have fun? Would he want to escape you, too, or would he stay? Shaking your head, you go back to the counter.

“Did I see you go upstairs with Mister Handsome or do my eyes deceive me?” Of course she was watching you. 

“Your eyes are right, but your mind deceives you,” Rolling your eyes, you can’t quite hide the slight blush tainting your cheeks at her insinuation. 

“You cannot seriously tell me you don’t think he’s cute,” She squinted, stepping closer to you with a teasing smile you ignore, you still have to load the tray and make a random drink. 

“I never said that,” You whisper, trying to keep the conversation private even though you two are in a very open space. “But I don’t know the guy. All I know is that he asked me to get him out of that date so… here I go.” 

Everything goes according to plan. Hyunjin is acting like a gentleman by the time you make it to his table, and the cup of the mysterious, too colourful concoction falls perfectly in his lap. You act the part, too, apologising repeatedly for the accident while pulling out tissues from thin air to try and help him dry off. “Sir, I am so, so sorry!” Maybe you are verging on overacting, but what do you know about that? You’re a bartender, not a Hollywood star. 

The fatal mistake, though, is when your eyes meet again. This time, you can’t help yourself and you snort, so loudly and unload like that it catches everyone by surprise. The tables around are either laughing or gasping and you can’t help the way your entire face goes red, actually embarrassed about this stupid, stupid plan. What were you even thinking when you agreed to this? “I–“ Even your hands shake, the nervousness of your sudden self-awareness getting the best of you with all those eyes burning your back. 

“It’s okay.” 

Somehow you hear him above the screeching screams of the poor girl sitting in front of him. “Y/N, it’s okay,” Hyunjin whispers, shaking his head with a hint of a smile that is not mocking nor cocky. His smile, all pretty and cute, is just as comforting as the little nod he sends your way, reaching towards the floor to pick up the tray with one hand and help you up with the other. It’s steady and large, his hands, and you can’t help but freeze a little when he touches your elbow, pushing you upwards with a smile. “There you go. Thank you, I’ll come to the counter to pay in a second.” 

That is not part of the plan, but you just nod, scurrying away as fast as you possibly can.

This feels weird. You’re not shy. Never have been, actually, which is what makes you so happy working with people; you crave the social interaction, love the conversations, smile at the compliments. It fuels you, knowing that, at some level, you’re making someone happy, even if just for a second when they get their food or their drink. It makes you feel happier, too. Well, usually it makes you feel happier too, but, now, there is nothing you want more than to disappear. “Y/N! Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?” 

“Can you mind the bar for a few minutes?” You mumble, already making your way to the back door. “I just need a second.” 

The back room is every barista’s safe place. It’s where everyone goes when things are getting a bit too much and they need a second. Right now, you really need a second. You need to ground yourself again, remember that the present is good enough and there is no need to project the future, especially not a crazy fantastical version of it. Sitting down on a chair, you let your head fall in your hands, eyes closed as you just enjoy the quietude of it all. It’s easy, creating a whole scenario in your head, when a guy like Hyunjin is being so kind and gentle and funny. And it’s easy to forget the consequences, too, even if you can’t stop laughing at it. 

It’s the cringeness of it all that gets to you, the way you replay that scenario in your head again and again and you shiver and shudder at the memory of you trying to clean the purposeful mess you made while everyone around stared at you. Chuckling, you shake your head. “Y/N, you are a very silly person,” You mumble to yourself, getting up with a final deep breath. Your co-worker pops her head in the room before you can even take a step towards the door. 

“Hey, your table paid and left. You can come out now, the cute guy wasn’t angry.”

Somehow, that doesn’t make you feel any better to know he just… up and left. But you nod regardless, smiling weakly at her. “Thanks,” You mumble and then it’s right back to work. 

The rest of the night is uneventful. Boring, almost, and you can’t help but feel uncomfortable. Like you had just done something you were going to regret, like… like you had just been used as a means to an end. “I got it,” You grab the keys before your colleague can. “Go home. You did great tonight, I’ll close up.” 

At this point, you just feel like being alone. What started as a good day has quickly gone off the rails, and you don’t particularly regret anything, but you need some time to process everything that happened in the past few hours. And that’s okay– all you need is time, nothing else, nothing less.

Ironically, it seems like time is all you don’t have. 

“Y/N.”

You almost trip on your foot, mountain of cups in your arms about to go down had it not been for his reflexes, hands catching you at the very last minute. “Jesus Christ! Hyunjin! What are you doing here?!” It’s like he has some kind of weird power over you, face immediately on fire at the feel of his hands on your arms. 

“I came to thank you!” His hands go up in defence and you laugh. “You disappeared after the whole escape plan and I couldn’t thank you properly!”

“So you thought that sneaking in at almost three in the morning when I’m alone in an empty bar was the best way to thank me?” You whisper, eyes wide like a kid who’s afraid to get in trouble. You can’t stop the incredulous smile playing on your lips, though, and you snort a laughter out. “I just met you and this is kind of creepy…”

This time around, he’s the one that looks startled. “I’m not creepy!” He is so dramatic with his gasp and his hand over his heart. “I came here to say thank you and–“ Hyunjin pauses, face a bit blushed. “And you know, I owe you one. You were so nice to help out and you embarrassed yourself–“

“I wouldn’t say I embarrassed myself–“ You cut off quickly, face falling on your hands in a clear contradiction to your words.

“Y/N, don’t kid yourself, that was embarrassing,” Hyunjin snorted. The tension, the one that floated in the air for the first seconds of this interaction and the one on your shoulders whenever you thought about the burning sensation of people staring at you, is gone, and left behind is just this– the giggling, the stepping around each other, the getting to know more. You like this… and it feels too natural for something that looks so misplaced. This kind of interaction, this kind of back and forth, the joking and the banter– this is what makes a good first date, in your opinion. 

But this can’t be a date… right?

Y/N, stop daydreaming, you think to yourself. 

“But it was hilarious. And it was a favour,” He continues, finally taking one, then two steps towards you. “And I want to repay you.”

“You don’t have to–“

“I really want to,” He says, wincing a little at how desperate he sounds. “Okay, I see how I’m coming off as creepy. But! In my defence! I don’t know your number and I don’t know your schedule!”

You just raise your brows at him. 

“At this point there is no escaping my fate,” Hyunjin chuckles, but before he can say or do anything else, he looks at the counter. There are some cups, pens, and notepads you still have to put away. “May I?”

You just nod, eyeing him curiously. “What are you doing?” 

“This,” Hyunjin says, ripping a piece of paper he scribbled on and giving it to you. “Is my number. Text me tomorrow? I really want to pay you back…” 

“And how will you pay me back? Unfortunately, I don’t think there will be an opportunity for you to trip and spill a drink over me any time soon.”

“I mean, come out to get a drink with me and I’m sure I can arrange that.” 

You stutter, eyes wide when he just shrugs. “W-What?”

“Or a coffee!” He quickly says, nodding excitedly. “Anything. Dinner, lunch, coffee, drinks– whatever sounds less creepy right now, cause I’m really nervous I’m coming across like a stalker and I don’t want to scare you off or–“

“Or I might be the one needing an escape plan?” You joke, grabbing your phone from your pocket and typing in the number he has just given you. 

With quick fingers, you quickly send him a message: hey :) drinks sound good.

Hyunjin frowns at the buzzing coming from his phone at such an early hour. But the smile on his face when he reads your text is just breath-taking, and yes, maybe you’re being superficial, or maybe you’re not, but the way your heart picks up a little is not superficial at all.

“Drinks it is,” Hyunjin nods, trying to hide a smile. “I know just the place.”

“I swear to god if you say here I will–“

“Great service, great food– it makes sense!”

“Go home you creep.”

There is a pause before he turns around to leave. You can hear the smile in his voice when he calls your name. “And Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s a date.”

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[seungminhos]

people who are saying we need to care/support this collab because “it’ll be a good opportunity for the boys and in the future” or “it’ll open many doors for them” is driving me crazy. a 6 year old group that’s incredibly successful with multiple records, daesangs, performed in multiple ‘foreign’ festivals, sold out multiple stadiums. they have their doors opened already. and it’s not like this is the first time they collaborated with a ‘foreign’ artist. “this can be their opportunity for a grammy” the zionist doesnt even have a grammy. why you think he can boost skz’s popularity/chances of getting it is beyond me. acting like skz is a nobody with 5 fans and this guy is going to save them. LMFAOOOO

[singsangseung]

Smile For the Camera

Hi pookies! I am so sorry this fic is coming out late,I have been so slammed with work – due to me working second shift(booo) and just life :( But, I am still here to deliver another installment of my valentine’s day collab! I LOVE seungmin and this idea has been sitting heavily in my mind for so long. (sorry for any typos or grammatical errors, but nevertheless enjoy!)

Pairing: Seungmin x Fem!reader 

Summary: Photobooth sex….i don’t know what else to say honestly LMAO 

Warnings:public sex( in a photobooth), dirty talk, fem!reader, unprotected sex(don't be silly wrap your willy), cumming inside(don’t!!!!), forced close proximity, established relationship, italicized texts indicate flashbacks/ the past, exhibitionism,  rough sex( i don’t know),fingering, reader is referred to as pup/puppy(pet!play) 

MDNI!! 18+ ONLY!!! AGELESS,OR BLANK BLOGS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!!YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! MDNI!!!

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For as long as you and Seungmin have been a couple, you have been fiends for a good photo booth. Any time that either one of you happened to spot one while out in the world, you had to take a picture. Sometimes the pictures were posed, some of them candid snaps of your relationship. 

Smiles. Frowns. Pouts. Kisses, peace signs. 

You two loved photo booths.

 There was just something so nostalgic of sitting in that crammed booth, behind the curtain, the countdown on the screen, getting to capture sweet moments only the two of you would know about. It made you and Seungmin feel like two high school sweethearts. And each time you would look at your past strips of pictures, it only brought smiles to your faces. Recalling the sweet endearing memories in your mind. 

Your favorite strip of pictures came from your first date. The first picture of the two of you sat side by side as you simply smiled. Second was you placing a kiss on his cheek. The third is a picture of him kissing your cheek. Fourth was you two making a joined finger heart in front of you and lastly was your first kiss. 

 You could recall the whole day so clearly and easily. 

Your first date. Seungmin picked you up at 4:30pm to take you to Lotte World. The whole day was so fun. Holding hands, sharing the greasy treats as you blissfully walked around the amusement park. “Oh! Oh, seung! A photo booth, we need to take pictures,” you gleefully exclaimed as you tapped his arm and bounced on the balls of your feet in pure joy. “Okay, okay. Let’s go, cutie.” he smiled down at you, before you dragged him to the photo booth.

After inserting your token game card, you pulled him to sit beside you. Looking at him, with a smile on your face, you giggled and scooched closer to him in the already small booth. “What should we do?!” you posed, as the automated voice of the camera began its countdown to your first picture.  “Um, smile?” He teetered back, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, a little nervously. Laughing, you leaned into him as you both shared a smile at one another before the camera click.

3. 2. 1. Click

One down, four to go. “What next, cutie?” he asked, playfully squeezing you to his side. 5.4.3.2…. Then you were kissing his cheek. Blushing, he made a slightly shocked face as the camera shutter went off and a blush rose on his ears, neck and cheeks. “I- was that okay? Sorry if it made you uncomfortable,” you rambled out, a matching blush rising on your cheeks. “N-no! It was okay, I promise! I-i liked it!”Seungmin smiled at you, neither  of you hearing the next countdown. 

“I have an idea for the next one,” he smiled as he saw the countdown on the screen. “What is it?” You smiled, carefully swinging your legs across his lap. 3.2.1. Then, he was kissing your cheek. Oh. oh, you liked that, you thought to yourself. His lips were soft. Smiling, you blushed and covered your face. “What’s got you so shy, cutie?” he panned, pulling your hands away from your face. You were so cute, the thought in his head. “Nothing! I- good idea,” you blushed and giggled, booping his nose. “Agreed, it was a pretty good idea, huh, cutie?” Seungmin teased. “Yes, now the next picture. Finger hearts?” You pondered, looking at him with shiny happy eyes. 

“Sounds good,” Seungmin answered. Turning towards the camera, you held your hand up in front of you. Your left index and middle finger forming half the heart and a bright smile on your face;still holding a light blush on your cheeks. “Min,hurry,” you whined. Chuckled, he used his right index and middle finger to complete your heart. “Okay,aish.” He chided, before letting a smile grace his own face as the camera went off again.

You had one more picture left.

Seungmin had been wanting to kiss you all day. But, he could never find the right moment to. And if this wasn’t the perfect opportunity yelling at him to kiss you, he;d be a fool. The perfect opportunity to kiss you was being handed to him on a silver platter. Ever since you two had gotten to the amusement park, he had been waiting for a good time to kiss you. Your lips looked so soft and  shiny from your gloss. Was it flavored? What flavor would it be? Strawberry? Cotton candy? He wanted to find out.

Now, now he was going to kiss you and if he didn’t….well, he hoped you would kiss him. As long as he got to feel your lips on his, he would be happy. Bashfully looking up at him through your lashes, you smiled. “What should we do? There’s not that lon-” you tried to get out, your eyes flittering from his eyes to his lips. Gently, he cupped your jaw in his hand, his eyes fluttering shut and his lips were on yours. 

It felt so nice. Your lips tasted like strawberry gloss, soft as clouds and pink like a bunny’s tongue. So caught up in the kiss–your first kiss– neither you nor Seungmin had registered the shutter of the camera going off. Smiling against your lips, Seungmin placed a few more pecks, before he was pulling away. “Was that okay?” the whispered hushed words came from his lips, blushing softly. 

Nodding, you reached to tuck a fallen strand of hair behind his ear.”Mhm, was more than okay,” you blushed,a gentle smile on your pretty lips. “Can-can we do it again,” you wondered aloud, “I liked it….a lot.” of course. That first kiss wasn;t enough for him. So, cupping your cheeks, he closed his eyes and pulled you in for a kiss. 

It was slightly more passionate, compared to the mere press of your lips on one anothers in the picture. Now, your lips were intertwined,locked,slotted together. A gentle push and pull rhythm as you sighed against his lips and slotted your hands around his neck. Sadly, the moment had to come to an end. Pecking your lips, he pulled back and smiled. “Hi,”He whispered, smoothing your hair. “Hi, minnie.”

Sliding out of the booth, you gathered the two strips of pictures– one for each of you, of course– and examined the pictures. They were cute. You and Seungmin were cute. “Aw, look at us, cutie,”he tickled your side, his arm winding around your waist. “Mhm, we look pretty cute,”you giggled out, leaning to press a sweet kiss to his cheek.”Very cute, this,” he waved his strip of pictures,”Is going to stay with me forever.” playfully, you pinched his side. “It better.”

That, now, was 3 years ago. And ever since, you have become obsessed with photobooths. Going as far as to rent one for birthdays and holidays. Whenever there was a photobooth, it was guaranteed that you and Seungmin would pay the fee, climb in the booth and get your pictures. 

It has also become your anniversary tradition to go to Lotte world and recreate your first date photo booth pictures. So, now you had 3 years of the same pictures, the only things that changed was your hair and outfits. You recreated the same poses, wore the same happy smiles, and sat in the same booth in the same position as you had done that day 4 years ago. Your legs over his lap and his arm around your shoulders.

 That’s what brought you to the present.

Your 4 year anniversary. Lotte World. Holding hands, exchanging kisses, sharing food and sweet treats. You had been at the park for a few hours having decided to go at a later hour of the day, reliving and reminiscing on the memories you made in the prior years. “Remember how we shared a funnel cake, honey?” Seungmin asked, ask you two stood in line to get that same funnel cake. “It was so good, no wonder we get it every year we come here, bubs.” You giggled, nestling into his side as you gently rubbed his stomach. “It may be sweet but not as sweet as you, my love.” he giggled, as you slowly approached the counter. “So corny, you are, bub.” you pinched his side and snorted.

Once Seungmin paid for the funnel cake and you two had sat at an empty table, you giggled as you fed each other. “Oops, you have a bit of whipped cream on your lips, bub,” he cooed, leaning to peck your lips to rid you of the sweet airy treat. “Got it, bub.” He smiled, as you rolled your eyes. He could be so corny and cheesy sometimes, but it was a side of him that only you knew. “Thank you, bubby.” You snickered, feeding him another bite of the fried dough to him. 

Hours passed, you went on rides, ate more food, took breaks to sit down, snapped cutesy pictures together or of one another. The thought of your annual anniversary tradition of the photo booth had never left your mind. It was always your favorite part of going to the park. Being able to have a physical remembrance of your special day and the memories you two made. Sure, it was cheesy, but you loved being able to pull the glossy strip of pictures out and remember those moments. 

“It’s getting close to photo booth time , baby,” Seungmin teased you, swinging your intertwined hands between you. Oh, you knew. You could never forget. I mean, how could you? It was a sweet and endearing reminder of your first date, your first kiss and how much you and seungmin have been together and in love. “I know, bubby.”

Luckily, the park wasn’t too crowded that day, or the people were just gathered in other areas of the park. Whether it was rides, or food or games to win a prize. They just weren’t gathered near the photo booth. Seungmin,internally, was grateful that he had more space around the booth. For he had a sinister little idea plotting and brewing in his pretty head. 

Fuck you.in the photo booth.

Pulling your hand towards his mouth, he placed a loving kiss to the back as he guided the pair of you towards the booth. It still looked the same. Dark blue, the words ‘Photo booth’ printed in a large font over the side, photoshopped images of couples snapping silly pictures and the ‘₩2670’ price. The curtain looked the same; white with blue stripes. Slightly tattered from years of use. But, nevertheless the same. 

It always brought back a rush of memories.

Smiling, you watched as Seungmin swiped his game card and pulled you past the curtain and onto his lap. “I paid for two strips, bubs. One of our anniversary tradition pictures,” he stated. “And for the second one?” you asked, slightly confused.”It’s a surprise. I don’t want to give it away,though.He winked at you before starting the timer. “Assume position, bub.”

Akin to the last 3 years, you sat across his lap with his arm around your shoulders. Recreating the poses was second nature, for you two. And you loved recreating them, knowing it added to the ever growing collection of photo booth strips you acquired over the years. 

 Just you two smiling. It was simple, yet effective. Conveying the joy you two felt. “Smiiiileeeeee,bub.” Seungmin cooed at you, as you pinched his side. “I knowwww, remembered how we did this last year and the year before -” you whined as you smiled at the camera. “Yes I do, I remember very well, actually.” he chided back, nonetheless wearing an equally love and joy filled smile on his face. 

Flash. Click.

Onto the second picture. Kissing his cheek. Something you have done millions of times over the past 4 years of your relationship. “You ready for these lips?” You poked at him, puckering your freshly glossed lips. “Oh yeahhhh. Always baby. Lay it on me,” he smirked, as the countdown voiced with its automated voice. With a smile, you leaned in and connected your lips with his cheek. Mwah. the smacking sound of your lips echoed through the small booth, as the camera shutter sounded.

“You ready for my lips,” he teased, with  a wiggle of his eyebrows. “Eh, I don’t know, minnie,” you joked, sticking your tongue out. “Wooooow. That’s not what you say in bed-” he jeered, as you deadpan stared at him,your cheeks flushing strawberry pink. “Can you not talk about our sex life in public, dawg?” You whined as he pulled you closer into his side. “Embarrassed, cutie? I’d say our sex life is pretty goo-” he emphasized the last words before you were smacking a hand over his mouth. “Aigoo! Anyone could have heard that! Children could have heard that. Do you want JYP to scold you, again?”

Ah, he could remember getting scolded the first time. Then the second..and third..and fourth. One for him announcing your relationship without having discussed with him before. The second time because you were caught kissing and dispatch had made a whole article about it. 

‘Kim Seungmin of Stray Kids Seen Kissing His Girlfriend at the Han RIver.’ that was a good one, seungmin had thought to himself. In all honesty, he didn’t care that your relationship was out and open. You were comfortable with it and he liked being able to be with you and affectionate in the wild. Sorry Stays.

Gasping, he pressed his lips against your cheek. “Dawg? Who are you calling dawg, madame?” He mumbled against your cheek, as the shutter went off. “You, meong meong,” you smiled, a laugh escaping your lips. “Oh shush, you goober.” Seungmin mocked you as he gently cupped your cheek, in the same fashion he did all those years ago, and brushed his nose on yours. “Hi,” He whispered, leaning closer towards your face.

Flickering your eyes between his eyes and lips, you smiled. “Hey, there,handsome.” You cooed, hearing the familiar automated voice. 

3 

2

1

Click, and a flash. In an instant, Seungmin captured your lips in a soft kiss. His lips slotted between your own, unlike how they were just pressed together in your first year picture. “Mmmm, you’re wearing that gloss,baby,” he breathed against your lips, his hands around your waist to pull you in a straddle on his lap. 

“Of course, it’s your favorite,” you mumbled, tangling your hands in his hair, “wore it the first time we kissed.” You melted against him, pulling him closer for a deeper kiss. “Mhm, I know, baby.”  fuck him, he was already getting hard. He grunted, feeling you softly rock your hips against his own, causing blood to flow to his dick and harden him in his jeans. “We still have one more round of pictures to take,” he breathed, sliding his tongue in your mouth.

This time they would be a lot raunchier

Nodding, you rocked your hips,”uh huh. What did you have in mind, minnie?” You panted, feeling wetness pool in your panties. Pulling away from your lips, he sucked his earlobe into your mouth,”Gonna fuck you like this.,right here…right now.” he groaned the last part into your ear.

Whimpering, you pressed yourself more rapidly against his bulge.”Yeah? Gonna fuck me?Gonna take me in here while the camera’s going?” You cackled, angling your head to suck a bruise onto his neck. “Fuck yeah, going to wreck your pretty pussy,baby.” He goaded, tangling a hand into your hair and reaching the other to unbutton your jeans.

“Bet you’re drenched for me,yeah?Grinding against my fucking cock in public. If only everyone knew what a dirty little girl you are. My dirty little girl. Just a little puppy who always wants to play.” the words reverberated and echoed through the booth. His voice an octave lower. You had always thought of fucking in the photo booth, but you never thought it would happen. Then again, so did he. 

Rolling your hips against his, you recanted into his ear. “Oh, I'm dirty? Who’s the one who started this whole scenario? Who’s the dirty one now, dawg?” You barked softly at him. “You were the one who pulled me on your lap and got hard. So, i think you’re the dirty puppy, Seung.” You chided, reaching your hand down to cup his hard dick over his boxers.

Hissing, he looked at you as his chest slightly heaved. “You didn’t stop me though. You’re just as dirty as me, pup.” He laughed venomously, shoving his hand into the front of your panties. “Just as I fucking thought, you’re drenched,” he smirked, running his middle and ring finger down your labia. 

Your breath hitched in your throat. “Seung fuck-” you creaked, rocking your hips onto his hand. “Look at you, all fucking desperate. Yet you tried to play me, as the dirty one.” He sneered, sinking his fingers in knuckle deep. “Oh! O-oh fuck!” You cried, throwing your head back, eyes pinched shut and lips open.

Flash. Picture one

“Yeah? Feel good, pup?I bet it does. Your walls are so warm and wet on my fingers.” Seungmin hotly whispered into your ear. Whining, you raised your hips before lowering them, causing Seungmin to cackle and fuck his fingers faster into you. “Calm down, pup. Let me give you what you need,” He cooed, a touch of sarcasm and a pinch of venom lingering in his voice. Faster, his fingers went. Smacking against your pubic mound. Still, you rocked your hips, frantically chasing your high.

Panting, you mewled and bounced on his fingers, humping his hand. “You really are a fucking puppy aren’t you? Fucking humping me, and panting like some bitch. Come on, I can tell you’re close. Cum aaalllllll over my fingers.” He scoffed at you, picking up his pace and pressing the palm of his hand against your clit. 

“Yes—hngggg– yes! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! Please, minnie, gonna cum! Please can I cum?!’ The broken cries and wails vibrating the walls. You really hoped no one was around because, um, they were in for a surprise..

‘Kim Seungmin was caught having sex with his girlfriend in lotte world photo booth.’ you could see it now….but Seungmin probably wouldn’t care. In fact, he would probably laugh and just smirk about it, even if JYP was reprimanding him. Some snappy comeback, or rebuttal tumbling from his lips. “What can I say? We’re adventurous,” he would probably say something like that. Some smart ass remark.

Fucking his fingers faster into you, all you could his was your moaning and crying, the lewd wet smack of his hand against your cunt and his snide remarks. “Yes, puppy. Cum on my fingers,” He ridiculed, feeling the clench of your velvety walls on his fingers. “Know you’re close, pup. Come on now.” He tutted, feeling you bouncing against his fingers. “Promise, gonna cum soon!” You cried brokenly, fucking yourself against his hand faster. “A-almost there, minnie! Oh-oh fuck! Fuuuuuccck!” You gasped, the breath being ripped from your chest.

You saw nothing but whiteness, cloudlike almost? Did you die? From an orgasm? ”Gooood puppy. There you go, cum for minnie,” he taunted you, feeling the continuous clench and release of your walls and the stream of your cum. “Soaked my fingers so good, puppy. Take a look,” he ragged on, pulling his hand out of your pants to show you his hand now shiny in your cum.

“I-wow….” you blushed, your chest still heaving. Sucking his fingers into his mouth, Seungmin groaned. “Tastes so fucking good,too.” He gloated, licking his digits of every last drop of your cum, before lickint it off the palm of his hand. “Could drink your cum all day every day, pup.” He snickered, hoisting your hips up to pull your leggings and panties down.

“Oi, what are you doing?!” You rushed out, bracing your hands on his shoulders. “I;m going to fuck you….so i need your pretty pussy out.” He recanted, as he narrowed his eyes at you. He was serious?! “Are you out of your damn mind, Seungmin?! We could get caught!” You whisper yelled at him. If he was being truthful. He could hear nor process or care about any of the words you just threw at him. He said he was going to fuck you and he was going to follow through on his words.

So, in one ear and out the other your words went. 

Lighting his hips slightly, he pushed his own jeans and boxers down to his midthigh. Boing. His dick sprang up, hitting his abdomen. “What? Did you say something,pup?” He blinked at you, grabbing your hips to lower you to his cock. “Seungmin! Are so so fucking serious?!” You jabbed at him. 

However, at that moment all he cared about was getting his cock buried in your pussy. “Yep.” was all he replied, holding his shaft in his hand before lining it up with your entrance. “Seung, we can’t fuck in public!” “Puppy….you just rode my fingers, be so real.” He pointed out. Well, he had a point but fucking?! That was another level. “No!Put your dick away, they could see us! All that’s separating us from them is a cur-” you tried to ramble out before he was sinking you fully onto his cock.

Throwing his head back with a breathy groan, he smiled. “Fuuuuck,pup! Feel so good on me!” He bleated, as his eyes fluttered shut. “S-seung, no!” You tried to pull yourself away before he could do more. But, he wasn;t going to stop. 

Planting his feet on the  floor, he pulled your hips back onto his. “Fuck, come on, puppy.” Seungmin whined, starting to fuck up into you. It did feel good, you couldn’t lie.”But, we’re in pub-” you tittered back before he delivered a sharp thrust.

Oh, fuck it.

It felt too good. Hopefully, no one would walk past or worse….try to use the photo booth. Click. The camera snapped a shot of seungmin with his head thrown back and a groan escaping his lips. “Feel so good minnie,” you moaned, rocking yourself on his cock. “ know pup. Your cunt is so snug around my cock.” He grated, letting you ride him. 

“There we go, ride my cock like that. Such a good puppy,” he murmured. Rocking your hips against his, you dropped your head to his shoulder. “Hnnnng–fuck! So big, so deep! Minnie fuck!” You cried, rising and dropping your hips faster.

Shutter.

Your head in the crook of his neck, his arms on your hips and the top of your ass was all caught on the frame. “Yeah? Feel me so deep,pup?”You nodded, your breath catching in your throat as he snapped his hips up into yours. “Y-yeah! Hhhnnnggg fuuuuuckkkk! I do! I do!” You mewled, as he held onto your hips firmly to piston in and out of you.

“Fuck! Turn around, pup, turn around,” he panted. Using his hands, he spun you to face the camera, his cock never leaving you. “Wh-huh?” You slurred, feeling drunk on his cock as you managed to sling an arm around his shoulders. “Fuck, legs up,puppy.” he whispered, more to himself, as he hooked your knees over his forearms. “Minnie, fuck! Move, please please please!”

Click. Picture three

“Careful what you ask for,pup,” he barked at you before pummeling his cock into you. If you weren’t cock drunk before, you sure as hell were now. “Hnnnng! Fuuuuck fuck fuck fuck! So good, so so good,minnie!” You sobbed, your eyes closing as your senses became overwhelmed by pleasure. “Yeah? I know,pup. You feel so good around my cock,” he hummed into your ear.

Shutter. Picture four. Your head thrown back, his lips against the shell of your ear.

Your chest was heaving, sweaty and slightly blotchy. Crying, you gripped a hand into the hair at the nape of his neck. 

“I-hhhnnngg-fuck! Right there!” Minnie right there!” you begged, feeling the nudge of his cockhead against your sensitive gummy spot. “Right here? Huh pup?” he asked, punctuating each word with a precise thrust that punched his cockhead into your g-spot. 

He was sweating and so were you. “Y-yes! Fuck yessss! Right right there! More! Want to cum,fuck!” You bawled, feeling your end coming soon. Letting one of his hands leave your hips, he grabbed your jaw and pulled you in for a searing kiss. You were clenching around him so hard. It wouldn’t take you long to cum. “I know,pup. Can feel you clenching on my big dick. Going to give me another one?” He sniveled out, still bullying his cock into you, at an almost animalistic pace.

Weeping, you nodded vigorously and begged.”Yes!yes–hnnggg–yes! Going to cum again for you, minnie! I’m so close! PLeasepleaseplease!” You wept, your legs twitching in his firm hold. Oh, youwere so fucking close.  Holding on by a thread, by the skin of your teeth and you didn’t know how much longer you could hold on. 

Fucking into you harder, Seungmin nodded. His own orggasm started to grow and claw at him. “Fuckfuckfuck! I’m close, too, pup.” He groaned, barreling into, so fast you could feel your body jostling from the force. “A-ah! Ah ah a, minnie! Gonna cum! Gonna fucking cum-fuck!” You spattered, your toes curling in your socks. “Come on, fuck. Come on, my good pup. Lemme breed you! I’m so close!” he groaned, holding your hips strongly, hard enough to leave bruises. 

Finally, you broke. Your dam broke and you collapsed onto his chest, as you were seized by your orgasm and ir demolished you. “Cu-cumming! Yes! Yesyesyesyes YES! Fuuuckkkkk!” You blabbered, coating Seungmin’s cock in a generous layer of your cum.

Pulling his lips against yours, you wailed. “Yeeeesss!Minnie fuck meeeee!”

That was what it took for his own orgasm to take a hold on him. Stilling his hips, his dick twitched before stalling and spurting genrous ropes of his cum into your walls. “Fuuuuuck! Yyyeaaaah, puppy! Take my cum.” He called out, the words being swallowed by your mouth. His cum filling you felt warm, and welcome. “Yeah yeah yeah, such a good puppy,” he barked into your mouth,holding your body against his.

Ding. the last picture, your orgasmic faces as you unraveled and used each other’s mouths as vessels to moan into.

Panting, he pulled your body flush against his and kissed your hair. “Fuck, that was intense,baby.” He chuckled, chest heaving as he wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead. Intense indeed. Collecting your breath, you nodded and felt your face. You were warm to the touch. almost like a fever. “Fuckng hell it was. But, if we got caught, I solely blame you.” You poked, smacking his thigh. “Oh come on. Don’t say you didn’t enjoy it cutie.” he joked, kissing your hair. “I didn’t say i didn’t enjoy it –because I DID– i just said if he got caught it’s your fault. “ You snickered back. “Okay but also your fault because you were loud.” 

“Me? Loud? I would never! I am a classy lady with decorum!” You giggled, pulling your panties and leggings back up. “Classy? Decorum? I just fucked you in a photo booth, my lovee,” he chided, with a smack to your ass. “It was your idea, doofus!” You rebutted. “Okay and? It was amazing, don’t lie!” he laughed, pulling his own jeans and boxers back up. “If i say it was amazing, will you shut up?” You rolled your eyes playfully. 

“Shut up? After I just gave you an earth shattering orgasm? How rude of you,cutie!” He pouted, smiling at you with a loving gaze as he fixed your hair. “Still my pretty girl, you are.” He cooed, as you blushed. “You;re so cheesy, you know?” The words escaped your mouth as you giggled and grabbed his hand.

Ushering both of you out of the photo booth, you quickly grabbed the strip of pictures and tucked it into your purse. I may be a cheesy doofus, but only for you.” Seungmin conceded, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Yep, definitely a cheesy doofus,” you poked fun at him. Snickering, he pulled you into his side, the two of you walking away from the booth. “Shut it. You’re just as much of a goober as I am,” he laughed. “Am not.” “are too.”

Smiling up at him, sat by his side at a food stand, you smiled. “Hey minnie?” You perched, bopping his nose. Looking up from his burger, he raised his eyebrows and mumbled around a mouth full of food. “Yeah?”

“Happy anniversary.I love you��

“Happy anniversary, cutie. I love you more.”

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a/n: hi guys! I am sooooo sorry this is coming so late! I have been so busy with work and have been so tired! Anyway’s I hope you enjoy it. However, this indicates the start of my break. I want to bring you guys my best and not hate myself as much so I won;t be writing for a bit. But, my asks and requests, as well as inbox, are still open! XOXO

[bbokicidal]

So Little Time, So Much To Do. | SKZ [L.F.]

Genre : Smut Pairing : Chicken Hybrid!Lee Felix x Fem!Reader Warnings : Sexual Content (MDNI), Edging, Lots of Foreplay Notes : Day 1 of 4 from the BbokiDwae Collab with @dwaekkicidal! Y'all wanted Chicken Lix, y'er gettin' Chicken Lix.

At the end of this post there are some footnotes of general mating behaviors related to chickens (which i had to BRAVELY look up on google.) - so if you are confused at any point on Felix's behavior, you can scroll down quick to take a look.

Hybrid!Felix who is so, so giddy every time you agree to be intimate with him. He doesn't outwardly express that he wants to have sex, but he has behaviors that you pick up on to know exactly what it is he's trying to persuade you into doing with him. (Consensually, of course.)

Hybrid!Felix who gets bouncy when he's horny. He'd hop a bit in place when he sees you making breakfast at the stove, or stands a little too close to you to get your attention when you aren't looking at him. He does anything to grab your attention, actually, because his instincts say that he has to make sure your eyes are on him and only him.

Hybrid!Felix who blinks with wide eyes when you pull him to the bedroom, legs a bit wobbly and hand squeezing yours where you hold onto him. He'd expected to just do it right then and there, but you were going somewhere more comfortable. (Though this is just because Felix is quite shameless and would have sex w/ you on the balcony if it were up to him.)

Hybrid!Felix who you have to take a bit of control of in the bedroom. You know why? Because Felix comes in less than two minutes.

Hybrid!Felix who you have realized is incredibly easy to relentlessly tease because he's constantly very, very confused in the bedroom and fighting his own instincts. His body and brain are yelling at him to breed you but his heart and adoration for you are telling him to stay still and take it, sitting on the bed and letting you stroke his pretty pink cock until he's wriggling.

Hybrid!Felix who can't help the way his hips buck up into your hands around him, chasing the high and groaning in frustration when you refuse to give him what he wants. All he craves is release, but because you know better than to let him come right away - you edge him like no other.

Hybrid!Felix whose favorite form of edging is when you give him the quickest handjob of his life, focusing on the soft wet squelch the sound his leaking tip makes when you work it with your palm and squeeze over him with gentle fingers.

Hybrid!Felix who has to take it when you lean down to wrap your lips around his ruddy tip, ready to blow any moment and fighting to grip at your hair to force you back down when you pull off of him; Who has to take it when you get closer and buck your hips down against his own, the glistening drip of your pussy slick against his cock and making it all the more easy to grind down against him back and forth.

Hybrid!Felix who trembles when he's had enough, pushing at your sides until you're off of him. It's the few moments he has control, ringed fingers digging into your sides and pushing you prone on your stomach so he can mount you from behind.

Hybrid!Felix who fumbles so badly. He can't even push into you because he's shaking so bad, thighs trembling and free hand gripping your hip tight as if it's your fault he's messing up - which, it kind of is. But as soon as he's buried in your gummy pink walls, he's letting loose and bucking his hips hard a few quick times to settle in.

Hybrid!Felix who buries himself as deep as he can in your pussy, draping himself over your back and rutting his hips in just a little more to grind into you. His tip kisses your cervix as he buries in just a little further, closing his eyes and nuzzling down so you can feel the pale yellow feathers adorning his shoulders and upper arms.

Hybrid!Felix who has quite a high sex drive. He could do it a few times a day, or once every few days - or maybe even a few times every few weeks. It varies - but when he's really in the mood, he'll come walking up to you with wide eyes full of expectation at least four times in a day.

Hybrid!Felix who understands that in his head, his brain tells him nah - you don't need to keep mating; you'll hold the sperm and he can wait a while longer -- He knows that you're not hybrid and won't react that way because you're just a simple human. So, naturally, he breeds you way more often than he has to. ;)

Hybrid!Felix who is incredibly protective of you after mating. If you have sex in the morning and then go out with the guys for lunch later that day, he's going to put distance between you and a few of the others immediately - namely Jeongin, Chan, and Seungmin. He will not let them near you, overprotective beyond belief for the rest of the day.

Hybrid!Felix who is, also, very very proud of what he's done after mating with you. He's dressing himself up a bit nicer than usual, walking taller (not literally), and holding his head higher than normal wherever he goes, as if saying 'Yeah, I did that.'

"Please? I know it's our third time today already but it's been a few hours and we already had dinner, so there's nothing else to do tonight, right? Right?"

"Mn-- Mm! Isn't that kinda mean? You've been teasing me for ten minutes now-- Ah- What do you mean ten minutes isn't enough?!"

"Please, Jagi? Please, please, please, lemme cum-- wanna cum-"

"Mnnh- Oh my God..~"

"Can't take it anymore..-! Lay down. Lay down, please? I'll take care of you."

"Wanna come inside. Want you to have my babies, fuck--"

"God, you feel so fucking good."

Felix getting giddy/bouncing around when horny -> Roosters, before mating, have a tendency to 'dance' around Hens and make sure they have their attention.

Felix coming so quickly -> Roosters and Hens literally touch their coochies together and exchange sperm in under a minute.

Felix mating you more often because you're human -> Hens naturally hold sperm for up to a few weeks after mating with a Rooster, so there is no need for them to mate often. You are not a Hen, lol.

Felix growing overprotective after mating -> Roosters naturally protect Hens from intruders.

Felix showing off after mating -> Roosters tend to strut around and show off their feathers before and after mating a Hen.

[dwaekkicidal]

"Heats" with Puppy!Seungmin

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: Day 4 of my Bboki-Dwae collab with @bbokicidal <3

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: ~800

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: fem!reader, lots of marking (bites+hickeys), spanking, rough sex mentions, light(?) manhandling, breeding, some cumplay, like 1 overstim mention, i mightve missed one

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: wish i could have made this longer but i've been so busy :((

DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

❥ Jealous. Jealous. Jealous. J e a l o u s.

❥ These mating season fits tend to get him very aggressive and standoffish. To everyone.

❥ One simple glance at you from any person in the vicinity will send him into a fit of rage. But, thankfully for you, he doesn’t act on this in public! That’s saved for the bedroom, where you’re held down in his favorite position- downward doggy, for hours at a time.

❥ Does not care about any excuses anybody has to give. The second he notices that somebody is too close to you or even “looking at you for too long”, you’re getting dragged home to be shown your place

❥ Expect to be absolutely covered in bite marks and hickeys, ones that he “tries” to keep in spots where they won’t be seen. But, let's be real... We all know he gets a hard-on and a huge ego boost when they’re in obvious places and you just so happen to be out in public

❥ Looooves to leave deep bite marks on your neck and shoulders (some may or may not even have little holes from where his sharp canines dig into your skin hehe)

❥ He loses his mind when he sees these marks on your tummy and thighs from the prior night, him having completely forgotten that he even left them. Obviously, nobody will see them. But knowing that you’re fully marked up in the “most important” areas will get him instantly ready to go again

❥ Usually will be very apologetic about the bites that have wounds from his teeth but, if he’s particularly aggravated, he will start doing it on purpose.

❥ He gets real mean when he’s like that; a deep frown on his face and a low growl bubbling up in his throat as he pins you to the bed and berates you over things you had no control over. You both know that, but that won’t stop him from using it to fuck you nice and rough. And it surely won’t stop you from enjoying each and every time his hips slam into yours.

❥ Has such an obnoxious knot!!!!! You can’t tell if it’s all in your head, but when he’s extra cranky and giving in to his instincts to breed you, his knot feels like it's double the size.

❥ And he’s always so mean about it :( he’s a little shit and likes to tug his hips away from yours right after his knot fully expands, testing the limits of how far it will actually plug you (spoiler: it does not come out)

❥ If he’s rather eager, his knot can last up to half an hour. Which, may or may not be to your demise, usually ends in him reaching over into your nightstand, grabbing his favorite toy so he can overstimulate you out of boredom while you cockwarm him <3

❥ Breeds you until your stomach hurts from the number of times he’s came deep inside <3 Tells you that it better take or else he’ll just have to fuck you over and over and over again, which leads to you drooling from overstimulation and dripping cum all over the sheets

❥ Surprisingly he’s not one to get upset about you “wasting” his seed. In fact, it’s the only mess that he actually likes.

❥ To the point where he will pull out after knotting you just to sit there, tapping his dick on your messy folds with a big dopey smile on his face

❥ Absolutely loves the wet plap noises your cunt makes when he slaps his cock against you. So much so that it’s subconscious as he keeps himself occupied during downtime, usually the few minutes you get between rounds before he’s re-entering you, ready to breed you again and again.

❥ Is big on wrapping a hand around your neck, be it on your nape or on the front of your neck, and holding you down. It lets him force you to take everything he has to give while limiting how much you wiggle around

❥ Pairs this with stinging slaps to your ass cheeks, and a comment about how you’re his and how nobody else will ever have you like this, in order to get your pretty pussy even wetter around him

“I should fuck a litter into you. Then maybe people will stop fucking looking at what’s mine.”

“You’re gonna be such a hot mother for my pups. Shit- Gonna keep you nice and full of my offspring.”

“Stop fucking moving, I need to mark you.”

“Take this fucking knot, puppy. Yeah? Fuck yeah~”

“Such a pretty pussy. All nice n’ messy from my cum.” As he rubs his tip through your folds, sometimes poking your clit to watch you shake ><

“I have to keep us entertained until my knot goes down, so you’ll let me play with you a bit- right, Jagi?”

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[number1jeonginstan]

Part of my Valentine's Day Collab!

A/N: My second installment!!! I wrote this one in one sitting, hopefully, y'all like it, please give me feedback because I love to read it <333

Pairing: FWB!Hyunin x Reader

WC: 2.5k

Warnings: Unprotected sex (obvi, it's me, Ju...), sex dice, foot job (m! receiving), fingering, cumming inside, fluffy sex but also not??!

Hyunjin, your best friend from high school, the man you had been sleeping with for the last 5 months because neither of you could find anyone to work around your schedules to sleep with, the person who you were getting drunk off of the expensive wine he was gifted, was begging you to roll a sex dice. 

It all started with the two of you deciding to spend Valentine’s Day together, instead of falling into cheap marketing tricks of spending upwards of hundreds of dollars on your significant others, you decided to spend it with your fuck buddy.

You had come to his apartment at around 7 at night, holding a box of chocolates that your co-worker had given you as well as takeout food for the two of you. 

The two of you sat down, watching a random show while munching on the Chinese food you had brought. 

“They definitely fucked after the episode was shot” Hyunjin giggled, taking a bite of the egg roll that was in your hand causing you to let out a quick “hey!” 

“I believe it” you replied back, taking note of their on-screen chemistry. “Their chemistry is just a bit too good” 

“Kind of like ours?” he giggled, stealing another piece of your food even though he had his own on the plate in front of him. 

“I aspire to be as delusional as you” you giggled, stealing a bite of his noodles as a way to get back at him. “Hey! Stop stealing my food!” he shouted, wrapping his arms around his plate to try and hide it from you. 

“So when you do it, it’s okay, but when I do it hell freezes over? That’s not very kind of you Mr.World Renound Model”  

“Exactly!” he grinned, kissing your lips before going back to the show in front of the two of you. 

Your brain short-circuited for a second, he had just kissed you, on the lips, when the two of you weren’t having sex. This is the first time he’s ever done that, maybe it was on accident you thought to yourself, trying to distract yourself, you quickly asked him if he had anything to drink. 

Maybe that’s what you had to do, loosen up, maybe you were just being a bit too up-tight because it was Valentine’s Day and you had vowed to never do couple-shit, but here you were with Hyunjin, but the two of you were just friends with benefits, right?

That’s what you kept telling yourself as you watched him open the bottle of wine for the two of you. You watched as his muscles flexed, his body ridden in only a black wife beater and grey sweatpants, the outline of his dick could be easily seen. 

You could feel yourself getting wet at the sight of him, no wonder he was so famous, he’s fucking beautiful. 

“I don’t have glasses anymore” he groaned taking out two mugs from his cabinet. One was littered with cats and the other with Minho’s face. 

You looked at the mugs gobsmacked as it took you a second to process them, and as soon as you did, you busted out laughing. “Holy shit, are these the only things you have?” you giggled, watching him pour the contents of the bottle into the mugs. 

“Hey, they were a gift from the cat lover himself” he replied, an offended look on his face. 

“I’m just kidding, this will do just fine” you grinned, taking the cup with Minho’s face from him only to be stopped. “I don’t want you drinking out of this one” he quickly stated, handing it back to him only to grab the one with Soonie, Doongie, and Dori. 

Little did you know the reason was because Hyunjin felt possessive over you, he didn’t want you drinking out a cup with another man’s face, an attractive one at that. 

He watched as you took a sip of the drink in your hands, the way the red liquor stained your lips, the slight blush on your cheeks as the two of you drank out of your designated cups. He could feel his cock slowly stir in his pants, the sight of you was enough to get him hard, but it wasn’t just that.

He wanted to kiss you for hours, go on dates, and cuddle with you, but he was too scared. Too scared to ask, too scared that you wouldn’t reciprocate his feelings. He sighed as you ate one of the chocolates you brought, watching the way you licked the caramel sauce off your fingers, grinning at the sight of your childish ways.

The two of you reminisced as you drank backs pressed against his couch, each sip of the fruity smooth liquid causing more and more of your secrets to slip, your laughs overlapping one another. It was peaceful, the sound of his laughter sounded like home, and for him vice versa. 

As more secrets spilled from both of your lips, he stated something that caught your attention. “Hannie actually gifted me sex die for Christmas as a joke” he chuckled, reminiscing on how he glared at him as he saw what was in the velvet box. 

“I thought they were the earrings I really wanted, but nope sex die. He did actually give me the earrings too, so not all was lost” he giggled, pouring more wine into his mug. 

“Want to try them out?” you shrugged watching as he almost gagged on his drink. 

“You really want to?” he stuttered, wiping the bit of wine that dribbled out of his mouth with the back of his hand. 

“I mean, why not? We can put that gag gift to use!” you grinned, crawling over to him, and straddling his lap. “Come on Jinnie, do you not want to?” 

You looked up at him with the doe eyes he was a sucker for. He couldn’t say no to you, especially when you had asked ever so kindly.

He picked you up, your legs wrapped around his hips arms around his neck as he walked you to his room, gently laying you on his bed as he rummaged through his desk for the die. 

You were on your back, hair splayed around you as you watched him, his eyebrows becoming unknit as he finally found them in the back of a drawer. 

“Here” he giggled, giving you the die to roll. “Let’s see” you whispered, looking at what it landed on. 

Right there, clear as day, the body part had landed on foot, the act was job. “Guess I’m giving you a foot job!” you giggled, watching his face go from one of worry to one of perplexity. 

“A what!” he shouted a bit too loud, causing you to laugh. “Come on, don’t tell me you are scared. Plus, aren’t you the one who wanted to and I quote “eat my feet”?”

“I was, but this might be uncomfortable for you” he whined, not wanting you to do something you weren’t one hundred percent sure about. 

“I’m not uncomfortable, plus I want to try it. If I don’t like it, or you don’t we don’t have to do it again” you explained to him, getting up on your knees to be face to face with him, your lips kissing his in reassurance. 

“I mean if you aren’t opposed to it–” 

“I knew it, Seungmin owes me 100 bucks” 

“You bet on me having a foot fetish?” he stuttered out. 

“Yes, now lay back” you stated, dragging him onto his bed, his back against the headboard as your foot brushed against his cock. He let out a groan at the contact, his dick already hard as soon as you brought up the die.

You slowly rubbed your foot against his sweatpants, watching the way his head was thrown back, slight moans leaving his lips as he pulled down his joggers. His already erect cock slapping against his stomach. 

You slowly brushed your pedicured foot along the underside of his cock, watching the way he bit his lip as your toes ran along his tip. “Fuck baby, just like that” he groaned, a hand slapping over his mouth as your toes curled along his length. 

Each pump of your foot around his cock made him closer and closer. “If you keep going like that, I’m going to cum” he whined. You slowly got up from your position across from him, straddling him as you kissed his lips. 

His lips formed a pout as you pulled away, your hands gravitating towards his head, brushing his hair behind his ear. “Has anyone told you how pretty you are” he whispered out loud, taking in the rise and fall of your chest.

He slowly pulled your shirt off your body, groaning at the sight of your tits, a black lacy bra adorning your breasts. “Fuck, these are so beautiful too” he whispered against your collarbones, kissing and biting them as he slowly traveled to your breasts.

He reached behind your back, unclipping your bra only to hear your breath catch in the air as he slowly pinched one of your nipples, sucking on the other one. 

“Jinnie” you whined, your hand running through his hair once again as he continued to abuse your chest.

“Such a whiney baby for me, I love it” he groaned as he left marks all over your chest, cupping your breasts. 

“Need you” you whined feeling your pussy drip at every passing moment that he wasn’t inside of you. 

“My baby needs me?” he chuckled, kissing your lips before slowly pulling down your own sweats, and throwing them somewhere in your room, along with your underwear. 

Before you could even do anything, he flipped you over, your body underneath him as he took sight of you. Your chest is littered with hickies, and your lips plump from kissing him over and over again. 

You were heaving as your hair surrounded your face. You were art and he wanted to stare at you forever. He took sight of your leaking pussy, his fingers trailing across it, catching the juices.

“You are so wet for me sweetheart, can’t believe you were trying to help me without taking care of yourself, such a selfless little girl” he whispered before slowly pushing his fingers into your cunt, stretching you out on his long fingers. 

“Just for you Jinnie, want to be such a good girl for you” you whimpered, your walls clenching around his fingers. 

“Yeah, you are a good girl for me, such a good girl, the best” he chuckled, kissing your lips as his fingers continued to abuse your cunt. He wanted to find that spot inside of you that made you go crazy. 

“You want to cum baby? Want to cum for me?” 

“Want to cum on your cock” you whined as you felt your high get closer as he slowly brought one of his fingers down to your clit. 

“My poor baby wants me to cum inside her, is that what’s it?” 

“Yes, want your cum Jinnie, please want it deep inside of me” 

“Who am I to deny such a sweet girl?” 

He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, eyes blown out at the sight of you whining at the loss of contact. He slowly ran the tip of his cock along your folds, watching as your poor little hole clenched around nothing but the air.

He gently slapped the tip against your clit, eliciting a quiet moan from your lips before dragging it down and slowly pressing his cock into your cunt, watching you as your eyes rolled behind your head as he sheathed the entirety of his cock into your tight little cunt. 

“Take my big cock” he groaned, slowly thrusting inside of you, your back arching slightly off the bed as he thrusts into you harder, lifting your hips up so he could hit the spot he had with his fingers minutes prior.

“Is it good baby?” 

“So good, such a good cock, only cock I want” you whimpered as his thrusts began to get faster, a finger trailing down to your clit giving you the extra stimulation you needed. 

“There we go baby, come on, cum on my cock. You can do it, cum on Jinnie’s cock” he groaned into your ear, feeling the way your cunt was wrapped around him, sucking his cock in as he fucked you. 

“Ah– too deep” you whined, you could feel him hit your cervix, the tip of his cock thrusting against it, but he didn’t stop. 

“There we go baby, good girls cum on my cock” he groaned, he could tell that your high was nearby the noises that escaped your lips, and the way your thighs were wrapped around his torso. 

It only took one more particularly deep thrust for your cunt to spasm around his cock, sucking him in deeper.

“So good!” you screamed, your head lolling to the side as he continued to pound into as he chased his own high. 

“Fuck, gonna cum into this tight little pussy” he whined into your neck, his thrusts getting more sporadic as he came deep inside of you, your walls drinking up every ounce of his cum. 

He fell on his back as you wrapped your arms around him, his cock softening inside of you. 

He looked at you, brushing the hair off your face. 

“I should get going” you whispered to no one but yourself. Before you could even get up, he stopped you. “Don’t please” he whined, his hand wrapped around your wrists. 

“Please baby, I want to spend every Valentine’s Day with you. I want to take you on dates, I want to make you breakfast in bed. I want to do every sappy thing we said we hated about couples with you. Please, let me do this for you, with you” he pleaded, kissing your cheeks and then your lips.

He pulled away, waiting for your response, his eyes pleading for you to say yes. 

“As long as you don’t poison me with your terrible cooking, I would love to go out with you” you giggled, kissing his lips.

“This isn’t a dream is it?” he whispered out loud, thinking to himself. 

“It isn’t” you giggled, cuddling him closer to your body, your head laying against his chest. Maybe Valentine’s Day isn’t as bad as you thought. 

[daisykihannie]

𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎 | 𝙷.𝙹𝚂

Day 5 of 8 days of kinks: Choking Kink

pairing: dom!jisung x gn!reader

warning: choking kink, jisung is kinda mean, degradation, praise, oral, established relationship, messy, aftercare, etc.

a/n: idk why but i kind of hate the way i wrote this. it feels like the words just are not flowing as smoothly as i wanted. I’m sorry.

@chvnlix day 5: Here

“Please Ji? just for a little bit? I promise I will let you work the whole time.” you begged from your spot between your boyfriend's legs. He was sitting at his desk, working on new tracks for the upcoming album and you were just a little needy. Most people think Jisung is the Horny and insatiable one, which is true, but you have your moments where you’re simply worse than him.

“Baby, I love you, so so so much. And as much as I'd love that, I really need to get this done.” he replied, giving you his signature pout and sweet puppy dog eyes. “And you can still work! I just need to hold it in my mouth. I can’t stand my mouth being empty for any longer.” you gave him your own lethal pout right back. “It’s not like I can use your fingers right now, you need them to work.” you added.

“Don’t pout at me like that. Also, stop having reasonable points that I can't refuse.” your boyfriend groaned in faux annoyance and ran his fingers through his black hair that was getting deliciously long. “Fuck Ji… I can’t handle you like this. You look so fucking sexy with your hair this length. Please baby? Can I please just hold your pretty cock in my mouth?” you whined, begged, pouted.

“Since you asked so nicely…” he said and pulled his gray sweatpants off his hips. He lifted himself off his chair just enough for the gray fabric to pool around his ankles. His cock was still soft where it rested against the inside of his right thigh. “Thank you thank you thank you!” you cried out and shuffled across the floor on your knees to settle underneath his desk, getting comfortable between his legs.

Once he rolled the chair back into place and resumed his work on the computer, you leaned in and wrapped your hand around his still flaccid cock and guided it into your mouth. His cock was heavy on your tongue as you wrapped your lips around the base so his cock could take up as much room in your mouth as possible. Once his cock was comfortable where it was laying on your tongue, you let your eyes shut and your head rested on his soft thighs. humming contently.

It was quiet for a while, just the tapping of Jisung’s keyboard and occasional clicks of the mouse filled the silent apartment the two of you shared. “Y/N.” Jisung spoke in a harsh warning tone and you whined slightly, eyes snapping open in confusion. “You promised you’d let me work and not do anything other than hold me in your mouth. Why must you be such a brat all the time?” he hissed out and you were still confused until you felt how hard Jisung had grown in your mouth.

You didn’t even realize that you’d been licking him like he was candy in your mouth. The salty taste of his precum was swimming with the saliva that had collected in your mouth. You swallowed it down, squeezing the head of his cock that was very close to being buried in your throat at this point. Suddenly there was a sharp sting in your scalp and you were yanked off your boyfriend's cock with a pop. There was a string of saliva still connecting his pretty cock and your spit coated lips as you looked up at him with teary eyes, hating how empty your mouth was.

“Couldn’t even let me work? Needed to be a brat so fucking bad?” he asked and pushed you hard away from his lap with the grip he still had on your hair. You landed on your back with a whimper, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch Jisung. He was standing up from his chair and walking towards where you were on the floor and he looked pissed. Your soft, squishy, sweet boyfriend was terrifying right now and the switch had your core throbbing. The fear he could make you feel was like a drug, adrenaline pumping through your veins and your heart racing in your ears. It was addicting.

“I- I’m sorry sir. I didn’t mean to, i p-promise.” you squeaked out as you used your elbows to crawl backwards as he stalked forwards towards you. You didn’t make it far before your head met the wall, effectively cornering you. You probably should be scared, you affected Jisung’s work, the only thing aside from you that was the most important thing to him, but the arousal outweighed the fear you felt, only slightly.

“I don’t believe you. Such a fucking cock slut that you couldn’t just wait until after i was done?” he growled and kneeled over your body, bracing himself against the wall and straddling your rib cage. His cock was only inches from your face and still rock hard. You had to fight every urge not to break the distance and suck his cock back into your throat. Instead, you placed a soft kiss to the tip, precum connecting your lips to his cock.

“I’m s-sorry sir.” you looked up at him through glassy eyes that were pleading for him to give you his cock again. “Sorry isn’t gonna cut it slut. Open wide.” he growled and pushed his cock against the plush of your lips harshly. You obliged, letting your jaw go slack and letting your tongue lull out of your mouth. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, palm pressed flush against his pelvis and used the juncture of his thumb and index finger to slap his cock against the pink muscle.

You let out a soft whimper, maintaining eye contact with the man above you while you allowed him to use his cock to slap your face next. Saliva and precum getting smeared all over the reddened flush of your cheeks. You took the abuse, waiting for what he’d do next but he was taking too long and you weren’t the most patient person when it came to your boyfriend's perfect cock.

“S-sir… pl-“ you tried to beg but you were cut off by Jisung slamming his cock down your throat and causing you to gag when his cock directly hit your uvula. Then he was pulling out again, allowing you to gasp for air before slamming back in again. “You wanted my cock so bad, fucking take it then.” he groaned, continuing to slam his cock into the back of your throat and making you gag around his length and then pulling out completely. “Keep that filthy fucking mouth open and choke on this cock.” he took a hold of your hair again, holding you in place so he could continue to abuse your throat.

You were gagging with every harsh slam to the back of your throat, saliva rolling off your tongue and cascading off your chin and down your chest. Your throat felt sore and raw as his torturous thrusts continued, moaning around him and allowing him to use you like his own personal cock sleeve.

“This is what you wanted wasn’t it? Don’t start crying like you weren’t begging me to abuse your throat with my cock.” he growled out again, his grip on your hair tightening. You hadn’t even realized you were crying until he said it, eyes blurry with unshed tears when you looked up at him again. He used both his hands now to hold your head in place, pushing his cock deep into your throat. Your nose was buried in his pubes and his balls slapped against your chin.

You were gagging around him again but this time, he didn’t pull out like you’d expected. Instead he held you in place while you dry heaved and gagged around the cock that remained pressed against your uvula. “Just like that. Fucking choke whore.” his words hit you right in the gut, arousal ripping through you and pushing you to cum untouched. You convulsed, writhed, and fought against his hold while your arvada ripped through your body with the intensity of an erupting volcano.

Every single one of your movements pushed his cock deeper down your throat and made you gag even harder on his cock. Spit was gargling around his length, bubbling out of your mouth and pouring down your body like a waterfall. You weren’t even aware that you could produce this much saliva.

Through your gagging and choking, the muscles in your throat were constricting and trying to push his cock out of its place in your throat. Only a few moments later when you were starting to worry that you’d end up puking, he finally pulled out of your mouth. He left you choking on your saliva, coughing harder than ever before, and gasping for air.

“What am I supposed to do with you? So fucking useless.” he growled and spit on your face to drive his point home, causing you to flinch away slightly. “S-sorry sir.” you were still gasping and coughing through the soreness in your throat as you tried to speak. “t-try again. wan’ try again.” you begged, looking up at him through your tears and opening your mouth for him again. The satisfied smirk on his face had you reeling, happy to have finally done something right.

He leaned forward, spitting into your mouth and landing two soft smacks to your cheek in a silent demand to swallow his spit. You followed his order like an obedient dog, opening your mouth again to show him that you were being good. Satisfied, he wasted no time in burying his cock in your throat again and immediately started jack hammering into your mouth.

His abuse to your throat became a lot faster and harsher than before. It shocked you for a moment, not expecting him to change his pace like this. Jisung was a groaning, moaning mess now. He didn’t hide his pleasure and was happily letting you know that you were doing a good job for him. The sounds he made were music to your ears and had your stomach fluttering, proud that you were making him feel this good just from your mouth.

“Open your fucking throat.” he hissed, gripping your hair again with both hands as his continued to pound your throat hard enough to have the back of your head recoiling off the wall. “Yes- just like that. You love choking on my cock, so fucking filthy.” you hummed in agreement to his words, sending vibrations through his cock and you could feel him starting to twitch in your mouth. You tried your best to breathe through your nose between your gags. “Look at you- getting so much snot on my cock. Getting this pretty cock all fucking filthy.” he moaned out in pleasure.

You were starting to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen. It was getting harder to breathe through your nose as he continued using your throat so roughly but you could tell from the way his cock was twitching, that he was close and you just wanted to prove your worth to him and making him cum from just your mouth so you were going to push through it.

When you exhaled, his cock was buried in your throat again. Somehow he was able to push his cock even deeper than before and force your spit to gargle out of your mouth, coating his balls where they rested against your chin. Your body was instinctively trying to pull off his cock but there was nowhere to go with the way your head was pinned between his pelvis and the wall as his cum shot down your throat.

Your heels were kicking at and digging into the ground, fighting against him and trying to pull away from his cock in a slight panic. Your vision was starting to go black, on the brink of passing out as you were forced to swallow his cum. You ended up choking on the last bit of cum, your body forcing it out through your nose due to a very poorly timed inhale before he withdrew his cock from your mouth.

He was finally pulling out of your mouth again and you couldn’t avoid the coughing fit that took over. You were left gasping and coughing for what easily felt like an hour but was realistically probably only a few minutes. You were suddenly scooped up into Jisung’s arms, still gasping for air as you were carried to the bathroom bridal style. Jisung gently placed you on the counter next to the sink and stepped away just long enough run you a hot bath with lots of bubbles. He stripped the two of you from your clothes, throwing them into a heap on the floor and slotting his body between your legs.

“You did so good for me. So pretty and perfect just for me.” he began to pepper kisses across your forehead and your temples. “I love you so fucking much baby.” he kissed away the tear tracks that stained your cheeks. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” he began massaging your thighs and spoke into your hair. “I’m so fucking lucky to have such an amazing and beautiful partner.” he placed a soft kiss to your lips, filled with so much love and adoration that you felt like you could cry from the love you felt being poured into you through the kiss.

“I love you so much.” you croaked out, voice strained and throat still sore. “Shhhh, I know. I love you too Jagi, don’t speak or you’ll make your throat worse. After I get you all cleaned up and dressed in one of my hoodies, I'll make you some hot tea with honey and then we can cuddle up and watch Jujutsu Kaisen together.” he planted a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Sound good?” he cooed softly and you nodded at him in response, a dopey smile on your face.