#skz scenario

[bbokicidal]

Hand Placement - [OT8]

quick summary : where the skz members like to lay their hands on your body during different scenarios.

warnings : suggestive content (18+, MDNI), sexual themes, casual (? ish, ig.) groping

notes : the order of the scenarios goes: casual -> intimate -> sensual so the pictures for each member will be placed in that order for visual reference!

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₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ bangchan

casual - he can't help it, if he's honest. he knows that actions speak louder than words, and when you're stubborn enough to deny the beauty he tells you he sees through his eyes - well, he hopes that the touch of his hand lingering over your jaw will guide you to see yourself the way he does.

intimate - always holding your hand, chan can't deny that he feels a protective nature over you. he can't let you get lost - can't fight the panic he finds filling his chest when his fingers aren't laced with yours. so do him a favor and just hold on tight, yeah?

sensual - having the need to constantly be using his hands, chan likes to knead that plush of your thighs any chance he gets - and the feeling of the warmth under his fingertips is all the more alluring when you're sitting above him rocking your hips down against his hardening cock.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ lee know

casual - never one to hurt you, his grip is always gentle when he grabs hold of your wrist. it's a subtle but sure way to make sure you drop the bratty, teasing nature that riles him up all too quickly - and it's a surefire way to get jisung giggling off to the side at your antics.

intimate - he isn't sure when his love for resting his hand on your lower back appeared, but minho adores getting to hold onto you in such a soft way. it's - again - subtle, but his gesture and guide is firm as he brings you to walk in front of him or lures you away from the counter so he can step forward and pay.

sensual - call him sappy - maybe even a bit romantic - but minho needs to feel your hand in his when he's making love to you. both so he knows you're present and with him in that moment, but also to keep you grounded when he's kissing your cervix with the tip of his cock. <3

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ changbin

casual - bin loves the feeling of having you in his arms. he can't resist the urge to hug onto you most times - use to being the clingier one in the group and loving that you'll accept his affection with no questions asked.

intimate - and since we're on the topic, who doesn't want a hug with bin's big strong arms wrapped around them? better yet, who doesn't want a strong hug from behind while also getting to play with his fingers and rings? he'll chat away with the others, swaying carefully back and forth with you huddled nice and close, twisting his rings and pulling at his bracelets.

sensual - having a thing for - what do we call it, grabbing? we've seen him do it with seungmin multiple times and you'd be wrong if you think he won't do it to you as well. at first it's gentle caresses along the nape of your neck to guide you into a kiss - but once he's comfortable enough and knows what you like, he'll grab you by the throat, dragging you to him to steal a kiss before guiding you to your knees so you can take his awaiting cock in your pretty little mouth.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ hyunjin

casual - thinking it's more funny than anything, hyunjin developed a habit of pressing a hand over your mouth when you got snappy towards other members, namely being minho. because he knew for a fact that you would also get the airfryer-tissue treatment as soon as minho got out of his seat.

intimate - call him romantic, call him a sucker. hyunjin can't get enough of the warmth your body offers him, hands sliding under your shirt when you kiss him so he can squeeze at the softness of your sides and maybe, if he's feeling frisky, trail his fingertips up a bit higher.

sensual - call him a whore. if you're alone together, or you're in the group and everyone's been drinking a bit so he's what we'll call 'loose' in this situation - he's resting a hand right over your center. whether you're wearing pants, shorts, a dress, or nothing at all - he's always got his hand loitering there. maybe even rubbing small circles with his fingertips.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ han

casual - jisung is... a sweetheart when it comes to your body. his favorite thing to do no matter where you are, how many people are around, what time of day it is - is play with your hair. he loves the feeling of running his fingers through it and getting to twist it into fun hairstyles. he'll do his best not to rat it up, though.

intimate - his hand being in your back pocket is something he could put on his hobby - because that's a full-time job for him. you're standing beside him? hand in your pocket. you're sitting in his lap? hand under your ass in your pocket. you're standing in front of him in line? whoop - hand in your pocket. maybe squeezing here and there, too.

sensual - did you see this one coming? han jisung is an ass man and i will stand by my word. any time you're alone he's always, always, always touching the tooshie. he'll slide his hands over the soft skin and dig his fingertips in as much as he can while you're in his lap, his lips attached to your throat to muffle his groans. he gets more pleasure out of it than you do, i'd assume.~

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ felix

casual - ever the sweetheart and gentleman, felix does his best to keep his hands to himself with you in public. but if you're more comfortable and don't mind him holding onto you or being affectionate, he'll often times find himself holding onto your hands or bringing you closer so that you can hold onto his arm.

intimate - it's common this appears at awards shows - felix enjoys showing you off. his hand is consistently resting on your hip, gentle but firm in nature and not necessarily guiding you but moreso just resting there so that people get the hint. you're taken, and he's proud to be your boyfriend. (all days of the week, but when you look this gorgeous? he's bound to adore you just a tad bit more, pride swelling in his veins.)

sensual - felix's hands commonly rest on your sides during moments together. partially because it gives you stability - and partially because he needs to hold onto you while he stares up at your bouncing form above him, his lips parted and eyes fogged like glass with adoration.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ seungmin

casual - seungmin's almost always touching you more than he is the others. he'll nudge you with his hip to get you out of his way (playfully, of course) or give you a shove when you're being bratty - even though he's the exact same way. nuisances, i swear. <3

intimate - it's subtle, and soft. but seungmin has a love for linking his pinky with yours, letting his thumb rub over the back of your hand while you sit beside each other. there's no looks or words exchanged - just brief, sweet, quiet moments filled with a dull hum of love.

sensual - contrary to everything i just said, he's a grabber. grabbing your thighs, your hands, your sides - your hair. he has a love for holding your hair back for you while you swallow around his cock, or pulling on it to make you look back at him when he drills into you from behind so hard it almost hurts.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ jeongin

casual - there's little to no casual contact with jeongin, simply because skinship isn't his thing. he'll hold your hand or arms here or there in passing, but it isn't often he'll be affectionate with you in public.

intimate - when he is feeling softer, feeling safer when he's alone with you and out of the teasing eyes of his hyungs - jeongin likes to cup your face in his hands. he mentally huffs out a laugh at the way his palms seem to envelope your cheeks completely, but on the outside he's just gazing at you, smitten and soft and falling apart just by the simplest touch.

sensual - his hands tend to wander. they'll caress over every curve of your body when you're splayed on the sheets for him, so willing and wanting and ready for what he has to offer - but they travel along your back most often. you think he just has a want to feel the way your back arches away from his touch, chasing the warmth of his body and writhing with pleasure all because of him.

[createdbytragedy]

HERE FOR YOU, WITH YOU

⋆｡°✩Pairing: Lee Minho x reader ⋆｡°✩Genre: Fluff, angst, hurt with comfort ⋆｡°✩Warning(s): mentions of trauma, very brief but use of words like alcohol, blood, not proofread

"I'm sorry I wasn't there when you were little, I would've iced the bruises on your back."

"What's wrong with you?" Minho asked, you looked at him surprised. Nothing was wrong with you. Why would he ask that?

"Nothing's wrong with me, Why would you ask that?" you asked back, looking into his unblinking eyes. He was studying your features like a detective trying to solve a mystery and it made you somewhat nervous.

"You look like you're in pain," he stated, piercing into your eyes. You tried to ignore the uneasy feeling on your chest and muster up a smile.

"Babe, what are you -" "No"

"What do you mean 'no'? I haven't even said anything yet!" you protested. Minho approached you from his seat to sit with you on the couch, where you were curled up with a blanket and some popcorns, watching 90's movies.

"You are not giving me any of your 'I'm fine, just tired' excuses, today," and before you knew it, the T.V was shut down, your blanket was snatched from you and you had Minho standing in front of you with a look you can't explain, " Tell me about yourself tonight, love. it's so unfair that we laugh together and you cry alone."

Everything was happening so quick. The rapid beating of your heart didn't help either. Your palm felt sweaty as Minho's words register inside your mind. You didn't know if you were ready to share everything with him yet. The past haunts you. It scare you. It broke you. And Minho just wanted to mend those cuts.

You tear your gaze away from him and looked straight ahead, your mind overflowing with horrible flashbacks and memories. Cuts and bruises. Blood and alcohol. You see everything you feared. Everything that broke the light within you.

Minho noticed this all. He always have. From the start. He knew there was something darker behind those shimmering gold eyes of yours. He knew you had a secret nobody cared to pry out, and he wanted to be the first one to hear it. He knew he'd love you even after hearing all the terrible things you did. He knew he'd love you even if your eyes no longer shined and sparkle the way it used to. He knew he'd love you until his last breath. Until every star of the universe died.

"Minho......... why now?" your voice sounded raw and timid, something it had never sound before. It didn't sound like the fake cheery tone you always greet everyone with. And he liked it.

"If not now, then when, love?" he repeats, looking into your eyes. Pleadingly. Desperately. Like trying to convince you that he is, in fact, trustworthy and capable of your love ,"I know you're suffering. But, don't do it alone. Let me help you. Share it with me."

"Its in the past, Min"

"Not if it still haunts you. " the silence that followed this time felt tensed and heavy, unlike the usual silence between you two. Minho took your hand and gently rubbed circles in them," you don't have to if you don't want to but I just wanted to let you know, I'm here. Whether you need me or not, and up until the last star of the universe dies, I'll be here. Right by your side."

His comforting words soothes your heart, and you feel yourself leaning into his touch. You trusted Minho. You really do. You trusted him more than yourself, in fact, you didn't know if you trusted yourself. He has been nothing but comforting and warm to you. And he loved you. That you can see in the way he holds you at night, in the way he shows his vulnerable side to you, the way he kisses you. You could feel his love in every breath of his and maybe, just maybe, you were willing to let him take care of you.

"Trust me, you don't wanna know"

Minho kissed your forehead in return, whispering, "trust me, you don't know how much I do."

You let out a sigh. Tonight, you were opening a jar you have kept away for too long. And you're scared the sharp edges might cut you again. But, this time Minho would be there to tend the wound. You knew he would. How could you forget when he reminds you everyday?

"Go ahead, baby, tell me every terrible thing you did and let me love you anyways," this time, you looked eyes with him. And you see nothing but love and adoration.

"It was my fault." you started. Minho didn't know what you meant but he knew it wasn't your fault. It never was yet you still blamed yourself and clean up someone else's mess.

He shifted in his seat and made you stand up. You looked at him confused until he open up his arms and invite you to sit on his lap," its your favorite seat, right?"

You couldn't help but smile as you settled into his lap, his arms around you and feeling safe and secure. He other hand stroked your head, soothingly playing with your hair as you told him about your biggest fears in the dim light of the night.

You told him about the household you grew up in. The heartbreak you went through. The depression that took over you. That night, you spilled your deepest secrets to Minho. Letting the words slip with no second thought. And you couldn't help yourself when he promised to love you despite all these. and you knew he wasn't lying by the way he looked at you. His eyes turning teary at your words, his fingers resting against yours would gently rub his thumb on your knuckles, calming him down. And when you were done and tears flowed from your eyes, he lets you. Rubbing your back soothingly as he whispered sweet nothings to you. But somehow, the tears felt so final for you. You felt lighter. Like a weight off your shoulder. It felt like the tears you were shedding carried the pain to be never experienced again. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you when you were little," he tells you, cupping your face and wiping away tears with his thumb," I would've iced the bruises on your back," And somehow, his acceptance made you more emotional, knowing that he still liked you even after all this shit. "shh.. that's enough now, baby, don't cry,he cooed, smiling at you softly. You hiccuped, grabbing onto his shirt tightly like you were scared he was gonna leave. "I'm not going anywhere, okay? i'm right here," "I'm--I'm sorry," you sniffed, wiping your tears, "i'm a mess," Minho frowned at that, making you look at him, "You're not. Even if you are, you're my mess and I'll take care of you." "It's rotten work," "Not to me," he smiled," not if its you," And something about the way he said that, it made your tears stop. When he looked at you like there was something in you worth looking at, you can't help but fall into his embrace, craving in to the desire of wanting to be taken care of for once. You rested your head against his chest and he stroked your hair, letting you listen to his heartbeat. You stayed like that for a while, calming down and listening to his breathing. Neither of you said a word, the silence loud enough that you wanted to be taken care of and Minho will gladly take up that work. "Minho?" you whispered. "Hm?" "thank you. For everything" He kissed your head, "Shh...go to sleep. I'll fight off the bad dreams when they come,"

[minhxn]

Han Jisung — Fake Texts ⊹︎ His recent bubble photos

✧ warnings: not quite nsfw but hint towards nudes, minors dni, 18+ ONLY,

✧︎ a/n: inspired by my real reaction to Jisung’s behavior on bubble. also this is my first time making fake texts!! I’ve been wanting to since they’re my most favorite content

[straykidsftw]

Daddy Daycare | dad!bang chan

genre: fluff

summary: chan looking after his kids for the first time as 4

ages: joey = 8 / leo & dan = 6 / jemima = 2 months

warnings: none (purposeful use of lower case cause i cant be bothered with capitalisation anymore)

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“are you sure you’re going to be okay?” you asked, cupping chan’s face in your hand, his sleepy eyes blinking back at you; the time on the clock too early for him to properly register the words you were saying.

you were leaving for a weekend away with the other skz wives, all flying over to jeju island, as paid for by your husbands. and that meant leaving early to make it to the airport (so you could make the most of your time).

chan swatted your hand away, making a ‘pshh’ noise, “it’s fine, y/n. i’ve been a dad for 6 years, i think i know what it takes.”

“yes but you’ve never looked after four kids, chan. i’m telling you, it’s a level up,” you pleaded with him.

chan rubbed his eyes before getting out of bed, placing his hands on your shoulders and walking you to the door of your shared bedroom. “y/n, please. i know what i’m signing up for, i know our kids. now go, have fun, and stop worrying.”

you smiled, turning round and hooking your arms around his neck, chan’s hands holding onto your waist firmly as you pressed a kiss to his lips.

“okay, go,” he mumbled into the kiss, “you’re gonna be late.”

“okay,” you smiled, getting your bag and beginning to walk down the stairs, waving to chan as you went, “bye kids!”

the kids, who chan hadn’t known were awake, all responded with choruses of goodbyes from their respective rooms, chan’s eyes widening at all four of his kids being awake at 5:30.

“oh god,” he grumbled, hearing jemima’s cries start up as the front door slammed behind you.

he walked into the nursery, now forever jemima’s room, to see his little girl stood up in her crib, gripping at the bars and bouncing up and down slightly, laughing happily now that she’d gained someone’s attention.

“hello princess!” chan cooed, running over and pulling her out of the crib, cradling her in his arms, pressing kisses all over her face, “oh my little girl, how did you sleep? hmm?! hmm?!”

jemima’s screaming laughter bounced off the walls, chan chuckling alongside her as he got her out of her pyjamas and put her on the potty. potty training was almost done, but jemima still had to be put on the toilet routinely, in case she forgot to ask.

“good morning dad!” joey yelled, chan barely seeing a flash as he ran out of his room and down the stairs.

“woah! woah! woah!” chan called after him, trying to keep an eye on jemima at the same time. he could hear banging and crashing happening downstairs, wincing every time another loud noise echoed.

“i done daddy!” jemima smiled up at him, chan grinning and bringing her off the potty, cleaning her up and putting her in a fresh set of clothes, before carrying her downstairs. “i don’t need carry, daddy! i walk!”

“okay, okay,” chan laughed, placing her on the ground, jemima immediately starting to run to her older brother, who was still zipping around the kitchen. “woah, woah. joey, bud, please. what’s happening?”

“i’m making something!” joey exclaimed, gathering bits from all over the kitchen up into his arms before beginning to make his way back upstairs, chan catching him before he could.

“hey, hey. i could really do with your help today, buddy. do you think you could continue this project at the dinner table? then we can both keep an eye on your sister as i make breakfast, hmm?”

joey smiled with the big brother responsibilities, nodding firmly, “i just– i– i need a few bits from upstairs, okay?! i’m coming back!”

“okay,” chan laughed, peering into the living room to find jemima perched happily on the sofa, her mop of curls a mess atop her head. “mima, do you want some milk?”

jemima looked at him and nodded with sharp motions of her head. chan smiled, nodding back before heading to the kitchen to prepare some formula in a bottle. as he stood against the counter, stirring the bottle sleepily, he suddenly felt a rush of air as someone ran past him again.

“joey!” chan stopped, looking at his twins running round the back garden. “huh, not joey.”

“i’m here dad!” joey exclaimed, his grin displaying a couple of lost teeth, as he sat at the dining table and continued his arts and crafts project.

“yo! leo! dan! come here,” chan called, standing at the back door, “what’s happening here?”

“we’re pirates, dad!” leo yelled, shoving his pretend sword up at his dad, “argh!”

chan played along, pretending to be afraid as he backed off, going back to jemima’s formula. the little girl in question now stood by the dining table, watching her brother in curiosity.

“do you want to sit in your high chair, mima?” chan asked, beckoning the little girl over as he put her milk on the tray. he lifted her up with a fun noise, sitting her in there as she happily drank her milk and watched her brother. “what do you guys want for breakfast this morning?”

chan was mindlessly asking as he looked through the fridge at all the banchan and regular ingredients stacked up. he gasped, “wow, mum left us some beef from last night! and some kimchi jeon, do you guys want that with some banchan?”

joey nodded, jemima staring at her dad with an amused look. chan pulled a face so she started giggling, her feet swinging back and forth.

“joey what this?” she asked, her attention going back to her older brother.

“its for mummy,” he smiled, whispering the words as he glanced to his dad, chan too pre-occupied with cooking to hear him, “she’s away for two days so i’m making her a sign for when she gets back.”

“mummy gone?!” jemima exclaimed dramatically.

“hmm?” chan called, absentmindedly, “yeah mummy’s away for the weekend, mima. but we’re gonna have fun, aren’t we?! yay!”

“what are we doing today, dad?” joey asked, his colouring pencils scribbling against the page.

“um, i thought we could meet up jiyoung and haein today,” chan said, “me and your uncles have a little bit to do but we don’t have to go to the stud—”

“oh please can we go to the studio?!” joey begged, looking up at his dad with a pleading look in his eye.

chan laughed, shocked, “yeah, of course we can, bud! wasn’t expecting you to want to, but of course!”

“just more to do there, you know,” joey shrugged.

chan nodded, “yeah, i’m sorry you don’t have any cousins your age, joe.”

“it’s okay,” he hummed, “it’ll be fun when we’re older.”

chan smiled at his son’s maturity, plating up the food, “yeah, it will. and at least you know they all look up to you, right?”

joey smiled bashfully, not looking up from his work. chan placed a plate down in front of him, as well as two more for the twins, placing a plate of extra banchan in the middle of the table. he pulled up a chair beside jemima, starting on his own food while keeping an eye on the littlest member of the family.

“twins! food’s on the table!”

the boys, still in pirate mode, ran into the kitchen, crashing into the table as they started eating.

“thank you for the food,” joey said, before tucking in, the rest of his siblings following, despite the food already bulging in their cheeks.

“you’re welcome, babies,” chan cooed, playing with dan’s hair gently, “see? we don’t need mummy, daddy’s got everything covered.”

[yootaesowlwrites]

Warm Them Up - Hwang Hyunjin

A/N: Happy birthday @taichoushadow

W/C: 14.6K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog or a pfp. Minors DNI or get blocked!

Prompts: “Your hands are so cold, let me warm them up.”

Warnings: Fluff, angst, smut, domestic, phone sex, masturbation, struggling to cum during masturbation, explicit language, explicit scenes, dirty talking, pet/nicknames, nudism, nipple licking, clit stimulation, fingering, handjob, blowjob, oral(Female and Male receiving), multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, emotional sex, aftercare, boring shower scene but he helps clean you and vice versa.

18+ Permanent Warning: Reader is on what your preferred use of protection is, aside a condom unless stated otherwise.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

The sun was shining down hard and the temperature was blazing hot and you, no scratch that, Hyunjin had decided he wanted to go out for a walk with you— which was already in itself a bad idea—. Still, he insisted that you wear a pair of shorts and ignored your protests of going on a walk in this blazing hot weather.

"You'll enjoy what I have in mind," He says as he picks up a gym bag, which makes you raise your eyebrow in confusion, was he going to take you to the gym now also? Has he gone completely mad? He could immediately see it on your face and couldn’t help but laugh. “With that look, it almost seems like you don’t trust me at all,” He slings the bag over his shoulder and picks up the house keys.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, it just…” You begin and move your eyes towards the bag. “Usually when you have that bag, it’s gym time, and you know how much I hate the gym, so…” You lift your gaze to meet his eyes. “If you could maybe give some clarity…” He steps closer to you and reaches for your hand, which is fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“Baby, we’re not stepping foot near a gym,” He softly says. “We’re just going on a small quick walk, just trust me on this, you might enjoy what you find at the end of the walk,” You let out a huff and nod your head before grabbing the car keys.

“Okay, but if we go anywhere near a gym, or do something that’s absolute insanity in this hot weather, you will be in trouble,” You say. He nods his head and takes the keys from your grasp.

“You can do whatever you want then, I will be at your mercy,” He says and opens the front door. You step out first, and it immediately feels like the sun has slapped you onto the paving, and you just want to make a U-turn and go back inside the comfort of the cool house. “No, no, you said you’d trust me,” He closes the door behind him, locking it before making his way towards the car with you behind him, hating how it felt like the weather was making it feel like it was pushing you into the ground.

“We could get into the shower, take a nice cold shower,” You say and walk around the car to get into the passenger seat. “Instead we’re out here, being burned like freaking bacon,” He unlocks the car, and you immediately get in, hoping to get some relief from the heat, only to quickly realise it was much hotter inside the car. “Hyunjiiin!” He climbs in and places the gym bag in the backseat and shuts his door.

“Just hold on a second, I’m turning it on now,” He says. He knew you hated this hot weather, you detested it, and you always wished that it could be autumn all year round, which was your favourite weather. “I’ll blast the aircon on cold,” He switches the car on and changes the aircon settings and moments later the heated car slowly turns colder and more durable. “Better?”

“So much better,” You say. He nods his head and fastens his seatbelt and so do you before he reverses out of the driveway and drives down the road, to wherever he had in mind. The drive didn’t take too long, although it felt too long for your liking as it was 55 minutes before he had pulled into a parking lot area, you looked around and saw forest surrounding the place and a few other cars in the area as well. “We’re going for a walk here?”

“Yes, I looked it up, and you will like it,” He says and cuts the engine. “Give it a chance, if you don’t like it in the first 20 minutes, we will leave,” You look at him as he reaches for the gym bag in the back.

“Okay, deal, but you know I love forests, so we’re not going to be leaving any time soon,” You say and unbuckle your seatbelt before opening the door, only for the heat to slam into you again. “Ugh…” You climb out, fighting the urge to climb back into the car and shut the door, he climbs out and locks the car and walks around the car towards you.

“This way,” He says, and takes your hand. He guides you towards the entrance and down the pathway, you were so amazed at how beautiful it looked and the amount of shade that provided some shielding from the murderous sun that you hadn’t noticed him guiding you down several different pathways until you heard running water.

“A river?” You ask as you spot the running water, the sunlight casting off it like a reflection through the trees. “Ohh wow…” He leads you closer to the river before dropping the gym bag onto the grass and releasing your hand before removing his shoes. “What are you doing?”

“We are going to hunt for some crabs,” He says. He removes his shirt and drops it on top of the bag. “Come on, remove your shoes, we’re going to cool off also,” When he suggested a walk to you, he never mentioned crab hunting. “We’re just going to catch them and then release them again, the water is nice and shallow.”

“All right,” You say while nodding your head. You remove your shoes and take hold of his hand that he had outstretched towards you, you make your way towards the river and step inside it, instantly feeling the cold water running over your feet and a relief from the heat as well. “Ohh, that feels so good,” He smiles and releases your hand.

“Doesn’t it?” He asks. “What do you think about this walk so far?” He places his hands on his hips as he watches you, you can’t help but roll your eyes as you have to admit defeat and admit that you were enjoying this walk so far and that it was nothing like you had expected it to be.

“Yes, okay,” You say. “But you hadn’t mentioned we would be playing in the water, you left out that detail,” You bend down and scoop some water into your hands and splash it his way. “If you had mentioned it, I would have agreed.”

“Hey,” He quickly says as the cold droplets splatter onto his warm skin. “Okay, but I wanted to surprise you with this,” He steps closer to you. “It’s our last day together, and I wanted to give you a good memory for the day,” You nod your head, you have been keeping your mind busy and trying to not think about what was going to happen tomorrow. “Ow!”

“What?” You quickly say and jump out of the water. “What happened?” You could feel panic start to build in your chest and your airways wanting to close as you watched him bend over and reach into the water. “Hyunjin!”

“I just got pinched,” He says and pulls something out of the water, he holds it up and in between his fingers is a tiny crab, you place your hand on your heart and hunch over as you let out a long deep sigh of relief.

“Oh, thank gosh, I thought something else had happened,” You say and straighten yourself up. “That’s so cute,” You step back into the water and take his hand into yours to pull it closer to your face to inspect the tiny crab. “Tiny but mighty pinchers,” You release his hand, and he lowers it down and releases the small crab.

“Be careful, they seem to just attack you out of nowhere,” He says with a chuckle in his tone. “Wouldn’t want your toe to get injured by a baby crab,” You shake your head as you chuckle, only to feel something walking over your foot and your laughing dies down. “What?” You lower your head and manage to see a small crab walking over your foot, you reach down and manage to capture it and lift it.

“They like me, I didn’t get pinched,” You say as you hold up the crab. “It just gently let me know it was on my foot,” His jaw drops as he stares at the crab in your hand. “You shouldn’t scare them with your toes, Hyun,” You jokingly say and lower the crab back into the water and release it.

“Unbelievable,” He mumbles before he begins searching for another crab, determined to prove to you that his toes did not scare the crab. You continue your search for another crab also, but keeping an eye on him as he is practically crawling inside the river to find a crab. Almost an hour later, you were sitting underneath a tree in the shade and listening to the running water and leaves rustling as the wind blew. “Your hands are so cold, let me warm them up,” He says as he feels how cold they have become, he engulfs his hands around yours and brings them up to his mouth and blows hot air against them, making you laugh, but they already felt a little warmer, of course, they were going to cold, it wasn’t even two minutes since you had climbed out the river and sat down. “Better?”

“So much, thank you for warming them up for me,” You say as he releases them, but holding onto one. “My hero,” He chuckles and leans back against the tree he was propped up against.

“So, did you enjoy what I had planned for us today?” He asks. You watch as some clouds roll past, but you know the heat isn’t going anywhere anytime soon, unlike him.

“Yes, I did,” You say before letting out a long sigh as your shoulders slump. “Now we have to go home and pack your things, right?” He lets out a sigh and tilts his head back against the tree trunk.

“I don’t want to,” He mumbles. “I want to stay right here with you,” You give him a sad smile and lean your head closer to him.

“I want that too…” You whisper. He was leaving for a tour, and it would take a few months before you would be seeing each other face-to-face again, gosh, the house would be so empty and quiet without him, the bed would feel so lonely and cold without his body there, you didn’t want him to go, but he had to, it was his job and you knew it. “Just… let’s try and think about when it’s over,” You didn’t even want to think about the next few months, but you knew that it would plague your mind tonight when you wanted to sleep. “Let’s not think of the next few months, but when you’re back,” You weren’t convincing at all, but it didn’t stop him from smiling as he lifted his head away from the tree.

“Do you have any idea what I would do to you when I get back?” He asks. “They wouldn’t be able to get me away from you for weeks,” You couldn’t help but smile at his words, you would spend so much time with him catching up and hearing all of his stories about the tour, watching movies as the winter months once again settles in and takes over, but as for now… you had to face the reality of him not being able to hold you when you needed it the most.

Once you were back home the sun had started to set, and you were helping him pack his bags, carefully folding some items even though you knew it would only be thrown back in and shut like that as they go from city to city and country to county, whoever would be washing it would be folding it again and hand it back to them, only for it to be messily tossed back into the suitcase.

“This is so hard to help you pack,” You say. “It feels so wrong, even though I know it’s not for forever,” He places an item into his bag and reaches for the folded shirt in your hands. “Gosh…” You could feel your nose starting to run as tears formed in your eyes, he could see your shoulders slumping even more— if that were possible— and the corners of your lips were turned down.

“We’re both going to be crying at the end of this,” He says as he drops the shirt into the suitcase and steps closer to you, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you fully against him, and you automatically wrap your arms around him and bury your face against his chest, letting the tears spill, he could feel his eyes starting to burn and closes them, letting his tears fall, even though this wasn’t a breakup, the mere thought of not being able to see each other when you missed the other was painful. Your breathing was becoming erratic as your heart ached, you heard him sniff as you both stood in front of the bed in each other's arms crying. “I’ll try and contact you every day,” You could hear his voice shaking as he spoke, it was going to be hard for you both, it would be the first time since you had started seeing each other that he would be away for such a long time, but you knew that your relationship was strong enough, and you would make it, but the next few months would pass by painfully slow.

The next morning was even harder as you had to say goodbye to him, you found yourself wrapped up in his arms against the front door and tears streaming down your cheeks, not wanting to let go but having to let go, the other members from Stray Kids watched from the car as you and Hyunjin stayed in each other’s arm for a few more minutes before the manager started hurrying you both to finish, or they would be late for the flight, Hyunjin slowly pulls back from the embrace and lowers his head to kiss the top of your head.

“I’m going to miss you,” He whispers and unwraps one arm from around you and moves his hand to your chin and places his fingers underneath your chin and tilts your head up, your eyes were red from crying, and he knew that the tears weren’t close to drying. “I love you,” He lowers his head and his lips make contact with yours, a sob leaves your lips during the kiss, letting him know just how much you will miss him, your lips move together for a brief second before he’s pulling back. “I’ll see you very soon,” He unwrapped his arm from around you and pulled his hand away from your chin, you quickly grabbed onto his hand before he could turn away.

“I love you too,” You whisper. “Have a safe flight, and please remember to let me know when you arrived safely,” He nods his head and you slowly— reluctantly— release his hand and watch as he walks down the pathway towards the car and climbs in, looking back for a moment before the door was shut. Your heart clenches with pain as you watch the car leave the front of the house, you grip the door as you watch it turn down the road and completely disappear from your vision, you quickly shut the door and turn around and lean against it before slowly sliding down it, why did it hurt so much when you knew he would be coming back to you? Sigh… Summer was about to feel so cold without him.

It felt like time passed by agonisingly slow, and you wished you could jump to the end of the waiting period and just be reunited with him, even with him calling as much as he could, it still didn’t ease the fact that he was still months away from returning, but hearing his voice when you listened to him talk about his day and his new discovery in a new country brought you comfort and helped you through it.

“Gosh, I miss you,” His voice sounded breathy through the phone. “So, so much today,” You hear a low groan from him and immediately sit a little straighter at the sound, you hear a wet sound through the phone and slow down your breathing, hoping to hear a little better.

“Hyun…” You slowly say. “A-are you… to-touching yourself r-right now?” You almost couldn’t believe you were asking him, but fuck, you needed to know, you hear him take in a quivering breath, and you could almost imagine the scene in his hotel room.

“Y-yes,” He stutters out. “I want and need you so badly tonight, gosh,” You could feel your pussy twitching at his words, you push your thighs together as you hear another low groan fall from his mouth. “It’s extra lonely tonight,” You hear him take in another quivering breath before letting out a breathy moan.

“Fuck, Hyunjin…” You mutter and close your eyes as you begin to visualise his body in front of you, his skin was probably coated with sweat and his cheeks flushed as his lips were parted, and he moaned, his hair could be sticking to his forehead already, oh fucking… gosh.

“C-can you guide m-me through i-it?” The way he was stuttering was making your mind spin and causing blood to rush to your cheeks. You were bad at dirty talking, it wasn’t something you knew too well, but you could give it a try. “Just talk to me, anything, fuck…” You could feel yourself growing wet at his pleading tone, you may have to take a moment to yourself after this call or even join in and touch yourself, but could you really get him through it? You felt nervous, like you would mess up and ruin the mood.

“I…” Your voice cracked as you tried to say something, anything. “Hyun… how close are you?” You open your eyes and look around the living room area before getting off the couch, you need to get to the bedroom, and now.

“I’m getting there, ohh, fuck…” He moans. You enter the bathroom and make your way towards the bed, you need the most comfortable place in your home, and it would be the bed if you were going to try and get him through it. You pause as you reach the bed and move your hand down to your pants and take in a deep breath and push them down, making quick work of getting them off completely before climbing onto the bed, you slide your hand towards the hem of your shirt and slide your hand underneath it and upwards towards your breast while you place one foot on the mattress while bending your other leg and resting it on the mattress, you could feel your folds slightly parting in the position you were sitting.

“How much cum is coating your cock already?” You ask. “Why don’t you pull your hand away from yourself and check?” You hear a small whine fall from his lips before hearing the sloshing sound stop.

“My… my entire hand… is coated with it,” He sounded out of breath as he spoke. You cup your breast and rub the palm of your hand against your covered nipple, feeling it harden at the friction against it, your breathing slowly picks up, and you feel your skin heating up, your heart rate becomes faster, and you clench your walls around nothing which causes your wetness to move between your folds.

“It sounds like you’ve been touching yourself for a while now,” You say. You slowly slide your hand away from your boob and over your stomach, your fingertips move over the fabric of your panties, and you slide them towards your covered folds, fuck, you wished he was here right now and that it was his fingers instead, but it will have to do… for now. You hook your fingers at the side of your panties and pull them to the side and press them against your folds and feel warmth coming from between your folds and your wetness starting to leak from them. “Ohh…” You sigh and slide your fingers up and down your folds.

“Are you touching yourself?” Hyunjin’s voice comes through the phone, you push your fingers past your folds and press them against the inside of them, collecting your growing juices onto them as you slide them up and down your inner folds.

“Y-yes,” You sigh out and hear him inhale sharply, probably as he had gripped his cock at your words, you hear a sloshing sound through the speaker as he slides his hand along his cock.

“Fuck… fuck,” He chants out. You pull the phone away from your ear, you weren’t really one for speakerphone mode, but in this case, it was needed, you tap on the speaker option and move your hand to the top of your thigh of the leg that was lying on the mattress, letting him hear your juices moving as you slide your fingers through it. “Ohh, fucking shit, you sound so wet.”

“I am, and it’s all your fault for calling me while you’re touching yourself,” You say. You could feel sweat building onto your skin. “I wish you were here right now,” You slide your fingers towards your soaking hole, collecting more juices onto them before sliding them towards your clit, your muscles tense as you make contact with the bundle of nerves. “Ohh, fuck, Hyunjin…” His breathing picks up, and you hear the sloshing sound becoming quicker, he was sliding his hand up and down quicker and quicker at the mere thought of you touching yourself.

“I…” He breathes as he feels his balls tightening. “I’m getting… close…” You circle your fingers around your clit, giving the lightest friction to the bundle of nerves and slowly building yourself up, it would be a while before you would reach that blissful moment but knowing he could hear you growing wetter as you touched yourself and that it was helping him reach his peak was causing a ball of tension to form inside you.

“Are you going to make a mess on your hand?” You ask in a breathy tone. “On your thighs? On your tummy?” You hear a low groan from him, which makes you bite your lower lip and slide your fingers over your clit, you could feel the ball of tension slowly building bigger inside you.

“F-fuck,” He stuttered out as he was getting closer. “I-I…” His groans and moans were getting more and louder, signalling to you that he was seconds away from falling apart, you move your fingers faster against your clit and feel the ball of tension pulling inside you. “B-baby, I’m…” His whiny moans sounded so good, and you wished it was right next to your ear and his body against yours. “I… I’m go- I’m clo-close,” You could hear it in his tone, his breathing was picking up, and it made you circle your clit as fast as you could.

“Let it all out, Hyun, let it all out,” You say practically breathlessly, he could hear your juices moving faster as you were sliding your fingers through your folds to collect more wetness onto them. “Hyun, baby…” You slip a digit inside you and press the palm of your hand against your clit as you thrust your finger in and out of you, causing friction against the bundle of nerves and against your walls.

“Fuck!” He groans loudly, and you squeeze your eyes shut as you imagine his load spilling from him and making a mess on his thighs, stomach and arm. “Y/n!” Hearing him moan your name in pleasure causes goosebumps to form on your skin, and you tilt your hips upwards which makes your finger slide deeper into you, how you wished it was his fingers instead of yours, they certainly would have gotten you off, but here you were, so close to reaching your high while listening to him going through his. “B-baby, fuck, fuck, so good, ohhh,” You were getting frustrated that you weren’t getting to your high, it was like you just needed that one extra thing, and you weren’t sure what that thing was. “Ohh, fuck, it’s such a big mess…” You could hear how out of breath he was. “Are you still touching yourself?”

“Y-yes,” You stutter out, you were right there, but it was like it wasn’t enough. You could feel tears forming in your eyes as you curl and uncurl your finger inside you, hoping it could help you get there.

“Pull your finger out, baby, pull it all the way out,” He instructs. You do as he says and pull your finger completely from your pussy. “Okay, now spread your legs nice and wide,” You shift on the bed and spread your legs as wide as you can, hearing your wetness squelching as it moves. “I hear how wet you are, fuck, I wish I was there… okay, okay… take two fingers and push them inside you,” You were feeling sceptical about his guidance, but you were willing to try it, you push your fingers against your entrance and slowly push them inside you. “As deep as you can,” You feel your muscles tense as you push your fingers as deep as you can inside yourself. “Now massage your walls, keep massaging them,” He was trying his best to help you get through, knowing that you sometimes struggled to reach your climax when you touched yourself, you curl your fingers against your walls and rub the spot over and over, feeling the tension inside you growing.

“I can hear how sopping wet you are for me, if I was there I could just slip my cock inside you no problem,” You part your lips at his filthy words. “I’d push your legs wide open as I fuck into you balls deep, baby,” You knew he had done it before and the memory of that flashes through your mind, and you decide to add a third digit causing your walls to stretch around your fingers.

“Ohh, fuck, Hyun, ohh, fucking…” You moan as you feel your muscles pull and a tingling sensation forms at your toes before it slowly makes its way along your legs.

“When I get back, we should go shopping for a little something that could help during times like this,” He says. Your back arches, you had an idea what he had in mind, but you weren’t sure if you wanted to use that, but fuck, just maybe it worked faster. You feel your phone vibrate in your hand, a mental groan goes through your head, you didn't need or want anyone to bother you, especially right now. “That was me, I sent you a little something,” You turn your phone towards you and exit the call app and open your messages.

“Hyunjin!” You cry as you see him sprawled out on the bed, his cum covering his thighs and stomach which was glistening in the light and his hand lazily holding onto his soft cock, your eyes roll to the back of your head, and you shut your them only for stars to explode behind your lids moments later, you grip onto the phone tightly as the ball of tension inside you snaps, and you come undone.

“That’s it, that’s my good girl, my good filthy girl,” He coos through the phone. You could hear your heat drumming inside your chest and swear it was going to jump out of it at any moment, your body felt wet and sticky from the sweat, but your mind was high in the clouds as pleasure coursed through your body.

“Fuck, fuck, so good, Hyunjin, ohh, fucking…” You loudly moan. Your body shakes as you go through your high, and the image he had sent you keeps flashing behind your lids as you rub your walls to get yourself through your high. “Fuck, you call me filthy…” You mutter after a moment as you slowly come down from the high. “Yet the photo you sent…” You hear a breathy laugh come from him, and you slowly pull your fingers from your pussy. “I think you’re the filthy one out of the two of us.”

“I had to get you through your high one way or another,” He says. You couldn’t help but smile as you close your legs, feeling your juices squelch as they move around between your folds. “I’m glad it helped,” You find a comfortable position on the bed, laying on your side as the feeling of relief washes over your body. “Now, how was your day?”

That wouldn’t be the last time you would get a call like that, sometimes he would give you a warning ahead of time by sending you a photo of him holding his leaking cock and other times he would be sending you a photo to help send you over the edge after he had reached his peak, you would have to find a private folder for everything that he has sent you already.

The months that once seemed so endless were now quickly becoming less and less, and you were already counting down the days until he would be walking through the door and straight into your arms, and you couldn’t wait for the day that he did.

As he steps through the door he drops his bag next to it and immediately shuts the door behind him and reaches for you, you were practically bouncing with happiness, excitement and relief to finally have him back home and in your arms again and against you, his hand's instantly cup your cheeks and tilts your head upwards before he crashes his lips against yours, you place your hands on his hips and curl your fingers into his sweater, you feel his body moving against yours as he was removing his shoes by using his feet, not once breaking the kiss as he does, once he had them removed he carefully as you step backwards as he carefully steps over his shoes. Your lips were moving with his, and you could taste the chips he had eaten on his way back along with a faint taste of an iced Americano, he pushes you up against the wall and pulls back from the deep kiss, causing strings of saliva to break off as he does.

“I missed you so much,” He breathlessly says before pressing his lips against your jaw and leaving open-mouthed kisses along it and down your neck.

“I missed you too, so, so much, Hyun,” You say, feeling your emotions take control of you fully, tears were prickling in your eyes from happiness and the overwhelming feeling of finally having him back. “I’m so happy you’re home,” He releases your cheeks and moves his hands to your hips and pulls you away from the wall before slowly guiding you down the short hallway towards the bedroom.

“I’m just as happy, so happy,” He says against your neck. You reach the bedroom door, and he pushes you up against the frame and pulls back from your neck and reaches for your jacket, he pushes it down your shoulders and arms, and you release his sweater and straighten your arms to let the jacket fall to the floor, you move your hands to the top of his sweater and push it off from his shoulders and down his arms letting it also fall to the floor. “I missed this so much also,” His lips were brushing against your collarbone as he spoke while his hands were at the hem of your shirt playing with the fabric. “I’m going to just soak all of you in,” He lifts your shirt upwards, and you raise your arms, his knuckles brush against your skin as he pulls your shirt upwards, leaving a hot trail behind on your skin as he does, he pulls your shirt over your head and down your arms before dropping it to the floor.

“As long as you know I’m going to do the same with you,” You say. “And take my sweet time,” You move your hands to the hem of his shirt and curl your fingers into the fabric and pull it upwards, he lifts his arms letting you remove his shirt, you drop it to the floor and move your hands to his chest, your eyes move to his chest, and you slowly trail your hands down his chest and over his stomach, feeling his warm skin underneath your touch, your eyes follow your hands as you slide them over his stomach, you were taking everything in, it's been months since you’ve seen him in person, and you wanted to take in every single part of him, your fingers reach his pants, and you hook them into the elastic, he lifts his hand and places two fingers underneath your chin to lift your head.

“Baby,” He whispers. He moves his other hand between you and the door frame, pressing it flat against your back, and slowly slides it along your spine to reach the clasp of your bra. “I’m so glad I’m back, and here with you,” His fingers fumble with the clasp as he tries to undo it in one movement, you feel him tug on it before the clasp finally opens, and your bra loosens around you, he presses his thumb against your bottom lip and slowly slides his finger along it. “I can’t even begin to tell you how much I missed you these last few months,” He slides his hand down your spine before sliding it over your hip and onto your stomach before slowly moving it upwards, he slides his thumb away from your lip before lowering his head and kissing you softly while his other hand reaches your ribcage and moves higher before taking hold your bra and pulling on it and letting it slide down your arms until the straps stop at your wrists, you briefly release his pants and allow your bra to tumble to the floor before your hands were back gripping on his pants. He cups your boob while he slowly moves his fingers away from your chin before pulling away from the kiss and lowering his head to your chest, you press your head against the door frame as you feel his lips against your boob just above your nipple.

“Hyun…” You breathed out as your heart was beating faster, and your skin was heating up quickly. “You can just show me, just show me how much you missed me,” You were breathing deeper as the temperature slowly rose in the room. “And I’ll show you how much I missed you too,” His lips touch your nipple, and it feels like your insides tingle at the touch, his tongue touches the bud, and he slides it up and down over your nipple, your lids flutter as your body reacts to his tongue, he places his hand on your hip while his other hand kneads your boob as he was rolling his tongue over your nipple. “Hmm…” You sigh as you lift one hand up and move it to the back of his head and curl your fingers into his hair, your muscles might have been tensing, but your entire body felt like it had relaxed in his presence. He pulls away from your nipple and moves his head to your other boob and slides his thumb over your nipple, spreading his saliva over the bud and causing it to harden, your fingers tighten in his hair for a moment as you feel his mouth wrap around your nipple before you loosen your grip as he gently sucks on it.

“I never thought I would admit this…” You begin to say, your fingers were twitching to pull on his hair, and you were growing wet at the feeling of him gently sucking on your nipple. “But I missed you doing this, fuck, I forgot the effects it has,” His hand on your hip slides higher and stops once he reaches your ribs, just feeling the warmth of his hand slide along your skin was making you feel more at ease with him back home, it wasn’t a dream, he was really home this time, in front of you and touching you. You close your eyes, taking in the feeling of him sucking on your nipple while his other hand was kneading your boob and circling your nipple with his thumb and his other hand was resting just below your ribs. “Welcome home,” You whisper. You pull at his pants with your hand as you open your eyes and lift your head away from the door frame, he pulls away from your nipple and tilts his head upwards to look up at you.

“It’s so good to be back home,” He says. “And by that I mean, that you are my home,” You swear you could feel your heart grow at those words, you didn’t think it was possible for you to fall even more in love with him, but here you were proven wrong yet again, you could fall even more in love with the man in front of you. “Let’s move this to the bed,” He squeezes your boob one more time before releasing it and dropping his hands to yours, which were still holding his pants, you release his pants, and he takes hold of your hand and pulls you away from the door frame and against him. His hand moves to cup the side of your face, and he leans in, pushing his lips against yours and kissing you, your lips move together, the passion and love can be felt throughout the kiss, your eyes shut, and he guides you into the bedroom slowly, you squeeze his hand and tug on his hair as you feel the bed touch the side of your leg, he pulls away from the kiss at your signal. “Lay back for me,” You slowly release his hair, and he releases the side of your face along with your hand, and you sit down on the bed, looking up at him as you lean back on it, using your elbows to keep you propped up to watch him.

“Do you need me further on the bed?” You ask, he leans down and presses his hands into the bed next to your hips with a gentle smile on his lips, he slowly lets his gaze roam down your body, taking in how beautiful you looked, taking in everything about you all over again, fuck, did he miss seeing your face during the tour, especially when you were going through your high, the pleasure that contorts on your face as you go through the pleasurable feeling.

“For now, I’m just going to remove your pants, and then you can move a little higher for me,” He says as he lifts his gaze to meet yours, You nod your head, and he lifts his hands from the mattress and moves them to your pants, he curls his fingers into the elastic of your pants, and you lift your hips, letting him pull your pants down along with your panties. His knuckles stay in contact with your skin as he pulls the fabric down your legs, he lowers down onto one knee, and you lower your hips and lift your feet from the floor and let him remove your pants and panties, he tosses them to the side and out of sight. He licks his lips as he wraps his hands around your ankles and slowly moves his eyes along your legs, pausing at your pussy before he moves his gaze over your stomach, his lips part as his eyes reach your chest, watching as you breathe in deeply before exhaling. “I know you hate not sleeping in your own bed, and you hate unknown places, but fuck… I don’t think I can do another tour without you there,” You take your bottom lip between your teeth and suck on it for a second before releasing it.

“I’ll consider it…” You say, not really up for wanting to talk about that right now, you could tomorrow, but not now. He releases your ankles and stands. “But let’s focus on now, right now,” He nods his head and reaches forward, his fingertips brush along the top of your thigh, and you take in a shaky breath as his fingertips slide over the sensitive skin of the crease of your hips before his hands are gripping onto your hips, and he lifts them and slides you higher onto the bed, your elbows collapse and your upper body hits the matters, and you couldn’t help but giggle before moving yourself into a more comfortable position.

“That’s better,” He says and moves his hands to the mattress. You watch as his muscles bulge as he lowers himself down and presses a kiss at the bottom of your sternum. “Bend these pretty legs,” You do as he says and drag the heels of your feet along the bed until your knees were bent, and you could feel your pussy lips spreading open, you can feel his arms pressing against the top of your thighs and feel his muscles move as he kisses a line down your tummy and over your belly button until he reaches the top of your mound, you reach down with one hand and slide your fingers through his hair before resting your hand at the top of his head, he lifts his hands from the mattress before he lowers his upper body to the mattress and lowering himself down to his knees on the floor, his arms wrap around your thighs, and he grips onto your thigh with one hand while his other hand rests on your lower belly, you could feel your insides doing a flip as you felt his hair tickling the insides of your thighs and his breathing fanning against your pussy.

“Hyunjin…” You breathe and shut your eyes as you try to take a moment to get used to the feeling of him being back between your legs.

“I missed this sight so much,” He says. You could feel your pussy twitch as you feel his hot breath against your folds. ��The way you smell, how warm you are,” You open your eyes and stare at the ceiling above you, your lips part as you breathe through your mouth. “Now, let’s see your pretty pussy and remind you how my fingers feel against it and inside you,” You curl your toes into the bedding for a second at his words. His hand on your lower tummy moves over your mound and his fingers slide along your folds, your lids flutter as you feel his fingers moving slowly along your pussy before they slide between your folds, he spreads your folds even more, and you hear a faint sloshing sound as your folds are being pulled open. “Wet already,” He states.

“And you’re fully responsible for that,” You quickly say. His fingers slide along your inner folds, coating his fingers with your juices as he does, and spreads them along your pussy.

“I take full responsibility for my actions,” He says. You could feel your skin continuing to heat up and sweat slowly forming on your skin, his fingers slide down to your entrance and circles it before sliding them upwards towards your clit, he makes sure to slide his fingers around the bundle of nerves, not wanting to touch it just yet. “You can’t blame me for wanting to touch you like this and making you wet after months of being deprived of you.”

“I don’t,” You say with a gasp as you feel his fingers so close to your clit as he slides his fingers to your entrance, collecting more of your juices onto them while the palm of his hand was softly pressing against your folds, barely making contact with your clit. “It’s been too long, and your hands and fingers just feel so… good,” He slides his fingers towards your clit and your muscles twitch as you feel him slide them over the bundle of nerves, you press your heels into the mattress as you feel him slowly rub your clit. “Shit, shit, just so good…” You could feel your leg muscles quickly becoming tired as you’re pressing your heels into the mattress, your ass was feeling the burning sensation as you were squeezing them together while tilting your hips slightly. “Fuck, Hyun…” You feel his thumb replace his index and middle finger, and he presses down against your clit a little harder.

“You missed this, right?” He asks as he slides his thumb up and down your clit, this little… you thought to yourself as you pressed your shoulders into the mattress and closed your eyes. “You missed me touching you like this, right?” You did, fuck, you missed him touching you and making you this hot and bothered.

“Fuck, you k-know I d-did,” You manage to moan out, tension was building inside you, and you could feel the bedding sticking to your back and droplets of sweat rolling down the back of your legs. “Gosh…” He presses his middle finger against your pussy and slowly slides it down to your entrance, a sloshing sound goes through the air as his finger reaches your sopping hole.

“Fuck, you’re soaking now, practically dripping,” He says, and you feel him slowly sliding the digit inside you. “Fuck, you can take two, can’t you?” He pushes his finger fully inside you, making his thumb slide away from your clit as he does.

“Yes, yes, fuck, yes,” You quickly say, wanting to feel his fingers stretch your walls and pump in and out of you. His finger slides out of you until just the tip remains inside you before you feel a second digit pressing against your entrance, moments later he pushes them inside you, lightly stretching your walls around his fingers.

“You’re just sucking them in, baby,” He says and pulls them out halfway before plunging them back into you, his thumb is sliding onto your clit and away from it as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, you could feel a tingling sensation slowly travelling along your legs at the stimulation, your mind was spinning at how good it felt, and your breathing was picking up rapidly, and you could see spots appearing behind your lids, the ball of tension inside you was growing bigger and tighter.

“F-fuck, Hy-Hyun…” You stutter out in a moan, you were getting close. You feel his fingers slide out until just the tips remain inside you and feel a third digit slipping inside you, he pushes his fingers inside you, stretching your walls and causing a slight burning feeling as they get used to the stretch. “Oh, my fucking…” You could feel your heart drumming loudly in your chest. “Hy-Hyun…” Your body felt on fire. “I’m cl-close,” You slide your other hand around on the bed before grabbing onto one of the pillows while your other hand tightens its hold on his hair. “I… I… ohh, oh!” You squeeze your eyes tighter together as stars burst behind your lids and the tension inside you snaps. “Oh, oh!” You curl your toes into the bedding as your muscles tense.

“That’s it, that’s got to feel good after months of not feeling them inside you, right?” He asks as he curls them inside you and rubs the pads of his fingers against your walls, massaging them to help ease you through your high.

“Oh my gosh!” You cry out as your body shakes with pleasure, and you pull at the pillow, pulling it closer to your head as you do. Your head turns from side to side as your high slowly begins subsiding, and your body begins calming down, but the feeling of the sensational feeling remains, you lower your back to the mattress, and he slides his fingers out of you but continues rubbing your clit, getting you through the final few shockwaves of your high. “Hyunjin…” You sigh and release the pillow, your grip on his hair loosens, but you keep your hand there, you uncurl your toes and feel a distant ache in them from having them curled for too long. He squeezes the top of your thigh before he unwraps his arm from around you, he climbs onto the bed and sits on his knees between your legs before leaning over you and placing his hands on the bed, smearing your cum that was coating his hand onto the bedding as he hovers over you.

You really did need to change the bedding before sleeping in this bed tonight, but right now, you didn’t give one single damn about making a mess on the bed. With your hand still in his hair you pull him down and kiss him and slowly manage to roll him over and place yourself on top of him, you feel his cock pushing against your stomach through his pants and pull back from the kiss and push yourself back and sit back on the bed, crossing your legs in front of you as you do, you feel your juices spilling from your dripping entrance and onto the bed. You place your hand on his cock and slowly rub him through his pants, causing his breathing to deepen at the gentle touch.

“Ohh, fucking gosh,” He breathes out as he feels your hand rubbing up and down against his cock. “I need to confess, I missed that so fucking much,” You lick your lips as you feel it twitch inside his pants and decide it was time to remove his pants and underwear. You reach for the elastic of his pants and curl your fingers into it and pull it down, careful not to let any of the fabric get caught on his cock as you do, he lifts his feet and lets you remove his pants and underwear completely and toss it aside somewhere in the room. You slide your fingers along his length, rubbing your thumb over the tip of his cock and spreading his pre-cum over the tip before you wrap your hand around the tip of his cock and slowly begin spreading his pre-cum down his length by moving your hand up and down to gather more of his cum to coat his cock with, you unwrap your hand from around him and climb off the bed.

“Move closer to the edge,” You tell him. He grabs the pillow that you had pulled on and hands it to you, you take it and drop it to the floor and watch as he shifts himself closer to the edge of the bed. “You’re like a Greek God, do you know what a filthy boy you are for sending me all those dirty photos?” You lower to your knees on top of the pillow and place your hands on his knees, he sits upright and places his hands behind him on the bed.

“It did what it was intended for,” He says. “As if you didn’t enjoy it, you enjoyed it so much it made you come undone every time,” And he wasn’t wrong, you had come undone every single time.

“But it can never beat the real thing,” You quickly say. “I can’t feel your warmth underneath my hands like this through photos,” You slide your hands along his thighs and towards his hips. “I can’t smell you like I can right now,” You move one hand to his cock and wrap it around the base. “I can’t watch you react to what I do through a photo,” You watch as he deeply inhales and twist your hand around the base of his cock, the warmth from your hand alone was already causing a stir inside his body, and you lean closer causing your upper arms to brush against the inside of his thighs, he watches you with intensity and his breathing slows down, you part your lips as you near the head of his cock, and he feels your warm breath fall over it.

“Ohh, fucking gosh…” He moans while his lids flutter. Your mouth wasn’t even on him yet, and he was reacting like this for you already.

“You sound and look so deprived of my mouth, Hyun,” You couldn’t help but say with a cheeky smile on your lips. He licks his lips, ready to reply to you, only for him to gasp as you slide your hand along his length with a quick motion. “Just sit back and enjoy it now,” You slide your hand down his length and rest your hand at the base of his cock, your hair falls over your shoulders and land on his thighs, making his muscles twitch at the contact and the feeling of your hair tickling his thighs, you press your tongue against his cock and give a quick lick, the taste of his pre-cum bursts in your mouth as you hear another gasp fall from his lips.

“Fuck, I will enjoy every damn second of this, my beautiful girl,” He breathlessly says. You dip your head lower and press your tongue flat against the underside of his cock and slowly lick a stripe upwards, he curls his fingers into the bedding as he feels your tongue reaching the tip of his cock, you swirl your tongue around the tip before licking down the side of his cock. “Fucking shit, that feels so good…” He releases the bedding with one hand and moves it to the back of your head, curling his fingers into your hair. You lick along your hand that was wrapped around the base of his cock before you pull your head away and glance up at him and watch as he tilts his head to look down at you, you move your head to the side and place an open-mouth kiss onto his thigh, he watches as a small silver string of saliva breaks off onto his skin.

“You missed that, didn’t you?” You ask before lifting your head slightly and placing a kiss on his tummy while twisting and turning your hand around his cock, giving him some form of friction as you placed several more kisses on his tummy.

“Fuck, I did, and so fucking much,” He says. You could feel his fingers twitching in your hair, wanting to pull and tug on it, you squeeze the top of his thigh with your other hand before moving your head back until his cock was almost touching your lips again. “Shit…” He could feel your breathing against it, and it was making it harder to not lose control over himself, you slide your hand along his length to the top and slide the palm of your hand over the tip, you look past his body and see veins slowly appearing on his arm from how hard he was gripping onto the bed, you lick your lips and move your gaze back to your hand to make sure you didn’t accidentally hurt him. You move your hand in a circular motion as the palm of your hand rubs the top of his cock.

“Oh, oh, uhh, oh, my… fucking…” You feel his fingers begin to curl more into your hair, and he was gently starting to tug on it, you slow down your movements before wrapping your fingers around the tip and pump your hand up and down around it, sloshing sounds fill the air as more pre-cum oozes from his cock, you watch as he sucks in his stomach and his muscles pull and twitch as he was approaching his high, his lips part, and he begins breathing hard through his mouth, sweat was starting to roll down his neck and chest with how hot his body was feeling. “Baby, fuck, I… fuck.”

“Getting close?” You ask as you continue pumping your hand up and down around the tip, you slide your hand lower and press your thumb against the slit on his cock and slide your thumb along it.

“Fucking hell, that feels so fucking good, baby… fuck,” He moans, trying his best not to pull on your hair and let you take your sweet time with him, but he was becoming desperate to feel your mouth around his cock. “Fuck, I am, I’m getting so close…” You slide your hand down his length and lean closer, you look at him and see him watching you with wide-blown eyes and his lips swollen from licking them so much, you open your lips and hover above his cock for a moment, he could feel your hot breath blowing over his cock and he was waiting in anticipation for your next move. “Baby…” You lower your head and wrap your lips around the tip of his cock and watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head. “Fuck!” His muscles tense and he has to fight against his hips from thrusting upwards at how suddenly your mouth wrapped around his cock.

“Fuck, fuck, oh, my fucking gosh,” You slowly slide your mouth along his length, taking more of him into your mouth, only stopping before the tip of his cock could hit the back of your throat, you hallow your cheeks and begin sucking, saliva instantly starts pooling around your lips, and it didn’t take long before it started spilling from your mouth and running down his cock, you slide your hand up until makes contact with your lips before sliding it back down to the base of his cock. “Ohh, my fucking, I’m… I’m clo-close…” You unwrap your hand from around the base of his cock and slide it lower until you reach his balls and cup them. “Fuck, fuck,” He throws his head back as he feels your fingers kneading into his sensitive balls, you lift and lower your head as you keep sucking him.

“Shit, shit, baby, I’m go-going to…” His balls tighten, and he feels a faint heartbeat at the tip of his cock, you bob your head up and down, giving him just enough friction that was making his mind spin. “I…” His words get cut short as he feels a tingling sensation going along his legs and he couldn’t help but thrust upwards, pushing his cock all the way to the back of your throat, the tip of his cock slides down your throat and the tightening feeling quickly causes a flash of white to flash behind his lids, you lift your head and manage to catch sight of his stomach muscles pulling before you feel your mouth being filled with his hot load. “Fuck, shit, oh, oh!” His load spills from your mouth and splatters onto his thighs, while the remainder of it rolls down your chin and down your neck. “So good!” You pull your hand away from his balls and move it back to his cock and pump it up and down as you pull your mouth away from him, helping him through the high he was experiencing.

“Ah, ah, uhh!” His moans were loud, it had been months since he’s had such a mind-blowing orgasm, fuck, you knew just how to do it, how to make him feel so damn good. He lowers his hips to the bed as his high begins calming down and the last few drops of cum spill from his cock and roll down his length, splatters of cum could be seen on his stomach as he breathed in deeply and rapidly, he lifts his head and opens his eyes, the way he looked so blissed out was absolutely gorgeous, you unwrap your hand from around his cock and place it onto his thigh, smearing his cum further onto him, you lean up while he leans down to meet you halfway, and you press your lips against him, kissing him and making him taste himself, he releases your hair and releases the bedding before wrapping his arms around you and pulls you— or more like dragged you on top of him— making you straddle his lap, you move your hands to his shoulders and hold onto them as he pulls back from the kiss, breathing loudly.

“I need to taste you,” He says and rolls you onto the bed before you could even get a word out, he slips off the bed and moves onto his knees and moves his upper body between your legs once more and wraps his arms around your thighs and pushes your legs upwards and against your body, making your feet dangle just a few centimetres away from his back and causing your folds to spread open in this position, you could feel his hot breath blowing right against it which causes your insides to twist and pull together into a knot already, you had become wetter when you had sucked him off, and you were sure he could already tell.

“Hyunjiiinn,” You couldn’t help but whine as it felt like he was taking too long to do something, he couldn’t help but chuckle, and you felt the vibrations against your folds as he did. “For gosh sakes, Hyun, baby…” You mumble. His nose brushes against your folds, and you suck in a deep breath as you feel him slide it up and down, coating it with your juices, his tongue flicks past your folds and the brief contact with his wet warm tongue against your pussy have you gripping the bedding again.

“So good, oh, you taste so good, just like I remember,” He says before pushing his face closer and flattening his tongue against your pussy and licking a slow stripe along it.

“Fuck, Hyunjin!” You cry out and reach with one hand between your legs and curl your fingers into his hair. The way his tongue felt against your pussy was something you couldn’t even describe, but it felt so damn good, his tongue slides over your clit, and you feel goosebumps forming on your body, the bundle of nerves twitches against his tongue, making you tilt your hips up and causing his tongue to press harder against it. “Fuck, Hyun, that feels so, fuck…” You could barely create words for how good it felt, his hands grip the top of your thighs, and you feel your entire body reacting to it before you feel him pushing his face against your pussy and push his tongue inside your sopping hole. “Hyunjin!” You couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure, the grip you had on his hair tightened as you pull on it, slurping sounds filling the room as he licks, sucks and swallows your juices, he was like a man starved. “Oh, gosh!” Your muscles tense and you feel the ball of tension inside you growing bigger and bigger.

“Hyunjin!” You could feel tears forming in your eyes with how good it felt, he flattens his tongue against your soaking hole and licks upwards, you push your head against the bed and turn it from side to side as you feel it getting closer to your clit. Hyunjin could feel his cock twitching as it begins to harden again, eating you out and tasting your delicious juices was turning him on all over again. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, ohhh!” His tongue reaches your clit and pauses his movements against it, he lifts his gaze and watches as your chest heaves up and down as you breathe in heavily, your body is glistening with sweat, and he could tell just how close you were to reaching your high, he rolls his tongue over your clit before circling the bundle of nerves, you pull at the bedding, pulling it towards you and bunching it up in one spot.

“Hy-Hyun…” This man was making your mind spin with ecstasy and causing your body to shake with pleasure, his lips wrap around your clit and your back arches as you feel him suck on it. “Fuck!” Tears of pleasure roll down your cheeks and the side of your face, you squeeze your eyes shut and almost instantaneously you can see spots appearing behind your lids. “I’m going to!” You lift your hips high, and you feel his grip on your thighs tighten as he forces you to keep them in place. “Hyyuunnjiiiinnnn!” You curl your toes as a hot tingling sensation goes up your legs and stars explode behind your lids as the tension inside you snaps. “Ohh, oohh, uhh!” Your release spills from you as your walls clench around nothing, your mind is thrown into the clouds, and it feels like your body is floating. “Hyyuunnn!”

“Hmm, hmm,” He moans against your clit, causing vibrations to go through you and add to the pleasure already flowing through your body, you try to push your legs together only to squeeze them against his head and causing his face to push more against your pussy. “Hmm.”

“Fuck, Hyun!” You moan and pull on his hair as you feel the high slowly starting to calm down, and your body also begins to calm down, he releases your clit and circles the tip of his tongue around it, helping you get through the last few shockwaves of your orgasm. He shifts his hips only to feel his cock brush against the bedding, it was almost rock hard again from just eating and tasting you, he loosens his grip on the top of your thighs and slowly unwraps his arms from around your thighs, he pulls away from your pussy and lowers your feet onto his shoulders. “Gosh… that was…” You say trying to catch your breath, your eyes were still closed as you let your body soak the feeling it had gone through a second time that day, he reaches down with his hand and wraps it around his cock and slowly strokes along it, you hear a faint groan coming from him and open your eyes and lift your head and saw the lower half of his face was covered in your juices, you knew your chest was also coated with his load it had now mixed in with the sweat. “Do you need help?” He licks his lips and lifts his gaze to meet yours.

“Yes… move more onto the bed,” He says. “I need to be inside you in a minute,” You nod your head and lift your feet from his shoulders and place them on the bed. “Actually, just move to the middle of it, it’s going to be better, and safer,” You shift your body and move to the middle of the bed, you grab onto the bedding and push it down the bed and used your feet to kick it completely off the bed, he presses his free hand against the mattress and stands from the ground, you turn your head to watch as he strokes his cock and watch it harden as pre-cum leaks from it.

“We’re going to have to clean the floor too if you don’t get on the bed now,” You say. He can’t help but chuckle at your words, they were true, but the fact that you had to mention it was what got him to chuckle, he places his knee on the bed before moving his other knee onto the bed as well.

“You’re right, we already have to clean the entire bed when we finish, we don’t need to add the floor either,” He says and shuffles closer to you on his knees and places his hand at the top of your thigh, he strokes his cock a few more times before he releases it and lifts his leg to climb between your legs. “Are you ready?” You bend your legs and press the heels of your feet into the bed, he places his hands on your hip and a squishing sound goes through the air as his wet hand makes contact with your skin.

“I am,” You say. You could feel several emotions running through your body, but the strongest emotion was love, the love that you had for this man in front of you, he moves closer to you, making you feel his hard cock against your folds.

“Tilt your hips for me,” He asks. You do as he says and tilt your hips, he moves his hand away from your hip and wraps it around his cock again and slowly moves it through your folds, taking in the feeling of your warm wet pussy around the tip of his cock. “Shit, that feels so good,” He groans as his lids flutter, you lick your lips as he gets closer to your entrance. “Ohh, oh…” He circles his cock at your entrance, making sure it’s coated with your juices before slowly slipping inside you, your walls stretch around his cock, and you could feel a faint burning feeling going along your walls as he pushes himself inside you.

“Hyyuunn,” You whine at the sensation of him filling you. “Oh, oh, fucking… shit!” He releases his cock and places his hand on the bed and leans over you, causing his cock to shift inside you. “Ohh, Hyun, that, oh, my gosh,” You felt like a mess, and he wasn’t fully inside you yet, your pussy was already sensitive, and you weren’t sure if you were going to last until he would be fully inside you. “Hyun, Hyun, baby, ohh.”

“Ohh, that feels so…” He moans as your walls pulse around him, practically sucking his cock in, you could feel tears forming in your eyes. His hips make contact with yours as his cock is now fully inside you and his upper body pressed against yours, you’re both breathing hard, and you could see tears in his eyes and the emotion of love and realisation inside them.

“Hyun,” You whisper and reach up and place your hand on his cheek which makes him instantly lean into your touch, he closes his eyes which causes his tears to roll down his cheeks.

“I just… just realised, again, how in love I am with you,” His voice was just above a whisper as he spoke. “I’m just so lucky… to have you,” You feel your tears roll down from the corners of your eyes, and he lowers his forehead down to yours, softly leaning it against yours.

“I love you too, so, so much,” You whisper as your noses brush against each other. You were both emotional at that moment, the love for one another completely taking over. You slide your hand from his cheek to the back of his head, combining your fingers through his hair until you’re gently holding onto the back of his head, he lowers himself down to his elbows, closing any distance that there was left between your bodies, you wrap your legs around his waist and hook your ankles together behind his back, he slowly begins moving his hips, letting his cock slip out from you halfway before filling you again, his movements were slow, yet they felt just right at this moment. “Words can’t even express how much I love you,” You bend your elbow as you bring your other hand upwards to take hold of his hand, he quickly lifts his hand and interlaces his fingers with yours and pushes it into the bed. “You’re my comfort, my home, my everything,” He squeezes your hand at your words and tilts his head, his lips touch yours with a feather-like touch.

“I love you, Y/n,” He whispers before fully pressing his lips against yours, making you feel the love he has for you and making you taste yourself on his lips. Your eyes shut as you let the feeling of love consume you, the room fills with the sounds of your wetness sloshing and your breathing along with his and the soft moans and groans into the kiss while your bodies move together in harmony. You can feel your muscles tensing as his cock is hitting all the right places inside you with the slow pace, he breaks the kiss, making you both gasp for air and your grip on his hair tightens as you feel your mind starting to spin.

“Ohh, uhmm,” You moan, keeping your eyes shut while Hyunjin’s open halfway to watch your reaction, he wanted to see your face once you fell apart, it was his favourite sight in the world.

“Hmm, I missed the feeling of you around me so much,” He says, tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“I missed it too,” You whisper and open your eyes to look at him. Your entire body becomes overwhelmed with the feeling of love, and you can’t help but try to pull him even closer to you, even though it wasn’t possible. “Gosh, I know it’s not your decision, but fuck, don’t go away for so long again,” You could see a faint smile on his lips, both of you knew that, that decision wasn’t up to him. “Or at least not anytime soon again.”

“I can’t promise that, but I hope it’s not anytime soon again,” He whispers. Your toes curl as a tingling feeling begins making its way along your legs, the same tingling feeling makes its way up your spine, and you feel the ball of tension inside you becoming tighter, he could feel your walls clamp down around him, letting him know that you were getting closer to your release. “Fuck, keep doing that, and I’m not going to last before you’ve cum,” You bite the inside of your cheek. “I’m being serious, it feels so good,” He moves his forehead away from yours and buries his head in the crook of your neck, taking in a few deep breaths.

“I can-can’t help i-it,” You stutter out as your entire body feels like it’s been set alight, he could feel your body begin to quiver underneath his and lifts his head, your eyes shut and your grip on his hair tightens, and you squeeze his hand tightly as you feel your muscles pulling, your lips part and stars explode behind your lids as your high comes crashing down onto you, your juices spill from around his cock as he thrust into you a little faster as he feels his balls starting to tighten once again. “Hyunjin!” You cry out with pleasure, feeling like you’re floating, you push the heels of your feet against his lower back as his movements become uneven. “Oh, oh, ahh!” He could feel a heartbeat forming in the head of his cock and your walls were milking him to fill you, he could barely focus on watching your expression as your face contorted with pleasure. “Hyun!” You turn your head from side to side, pushing your head into the mattress as you do from how good it all feels, his hips stutter forward as a sudden hot feeling goes through his cock, and he comes undone, his hot load spills into you, and he struggles to keep up the pace as he fills you.

“Fuck, fuck, oh, my fucking, ahhh!” He moans as his mind spins with pleasure. “Uhh, hmm,” You slowly come down from your high with your mind still spinning and your body feeling tingly, his hips rock into yours as he gets through his high while your walls pulse around him, helping him through the last few shockwaves. He releases your hand, and you feel him rocking your body to the side, you manage to unwrap your legs from around him just as he turns and pulls you on top of him, managing to stay inside you as he did, his hands move behind you and rests on your lower back while you move your hands to his shoulders and lower your head to his chest, listening to his fast pace heartbeat slowing down as the minutes pass by, the feeling of the afterglow settling in, and your body cools down as the sweat begins to dry and become sticky. “How are you?” He asks, breaking the silence in the room after several minutes. “I didn’t get a chance to even ask how your day was when I got back,” You lift your head to look at him.

“You made my day,” You say. “Which made me feel good, and you made me feel even better,” He nods his head with a soft smile on his lips. “Was it a good flight?”

“Hmm, it wasn’t bad, it just took too long,” He says. “It felt like it would never end,” You couldn’t help but smile. “It’s true what they say, when you’re looking forward to something, it feels like an eternity to reach the destination.”

“That’s true,” You say. “I can confirm, the entire day felt like it was passing by too slowly,” He slides his hand along your spine before lifting it and moving it to the top of your head.

“How are you feeling now, though?” He asks as he gently combs his fingers through your hair, feeling how wet it was from all the sweat.

“So good, and so filthy too, the sweat, the cum…” You say and pull a face which causes him to laugh, oh, how you missed hearing his laugh in person. “Tingly also, my body just feels tingly,” He nods his head. “And you?”

“So good, my body is buzzing from how good that was,” He says, you nod your head. “Let’s go clean ourselves though, so we can come and do the dreaded part.”

“And what’s the dreaded part?” You ask and push your hands against his shoulders and push yourself into a seated position, causing his soft cock to shift inside you. “Shit, oh, gosh.”

“Fuck,” You moan simultaneously, he takes in a deep breath as he releases your hair.

“Change the bedding, the sheets and the pillowcases,” He says. You wanted to groan, you were just made to feel so good on the bed and all you wanted was to cuddle after you had showered, but you had to change it, you couldn’t sleep on the mess you had made on the bed.

“Ugh, right…” You mumble and slowly lift your hips off him, his cock slips out of you and you slowly and carefully climb off him, plopping onto the spot next to him. “Shower first though, we need it, we really need it,” He sits upright and moves behind you, wrapping his arms around you and placing his chin on your shoulder.

“We do,” He mumbles and kisses the side of your neck before unwrapping his arms from around you and climbing off the bed, his legs feeling wobbly as he stands. “Come on,” He holds his hand out for you to take, and you do while carefully standing from the bed, your legs feeling like jelly underneath you. “I got you,” His arm wraps around you, and you slowly make your way towards the bathroom, you enter the bathroom, and he guides you towards the shower.

“Okay, no, I’m just going to pee first, I don’t want to feel that cold blast against me when you open it,” You say, making him laugh while nodding his head before carefully releasing you, you make your way towards the toilet slowly while he opens the shower door and opens the water, he shuts the door and lets it heat up while he waits for you, you finish on the toilet and make your way back to him.

“You’re walking slowly, should I hold you in the shower until you feel like you can stand on your own?” He asks.

“You should, you made everything feel like jelly,” You say. He nods his head with a smile on his lips and pulls you against his body before opening the shower door, steam from the warm water exits the cubicle before you both step inside it and shuts the door, the warm water washes over your body, and you could feel the sweat and cum being washed away. “Ohh, that feels better already.”

“Hmm, it does,” He says. “I’m going to wash your hair first, and then I’ll wash your body, is that okay?” You nod your head, and he carefully guides you further underneath the water, wetting your hair while making sure the water doesn’t go into your nose or mouth, once your hair is wet he guides you out from underneath the water, and you reach for your bottle of shampoo and hand it to him, he unwraps his arms from around you and takes the bottle.

“Just as long as you know, it will be vice versa,” You say. He hums, and you hear him open the bottle of shampoo before hearing him squeeze it as he pours some of the liquid onto his hand.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” He says and closes the shampoo. You take the bottle from him and put it back in its usual spot while he lathers it against his hands before moving his hands to the top of your head and gently beginning washing your hair, you couldn’t help but let out a content sigh, this felt even more like home, the care you were feeling right now was making your heart swell with love and comfort. “We can rinse it now,” You carefully step underneath the water and shut your eyes tightly and feel his hands carefully clean out all the shampoo in your hair before carefully pulling you out from underneath the water once he was sure everything was out. “And done, now to wash you,” He reaches for the soap bottle and grabs it, he opens it and pours some of the soap into his hand before putting the bottle back once he had closed it, he lathers the soap in his hands before starting to wash down your back and over your butt before he turns you around to face him, you watch as his eyes roam over your body, focusing on what he was washing, it was cute to see him so focused, once he finishes washing you, he carefully rinses the soap from your body.

“Finished?” You ask, he nods his head, and you reach for his shampoo. “Then it’s your turn now,” You open the bottle and pour some of the liquid into the palm of your hand before shutting the bottle and putting it back on its spot, he turns around as you lather the shampoo before you reach up and gently begin washing his hair.

“Ohh, that feels so nice,” He sighs. You finish washing his hair and guide him underneath the water and help rinse it off, making sure everything is out before you guide him out from underneath the water.

“Okay, now time for your body,” You say while grabbing his soap, you pour some of the liquid onto your hand and put the soap back where it’s supposed to be and lather it up in your hands before washing down his back, taking in every mole that you had missed and every detail you could find before gently tugging on his waist to get him to turn around and face you, you wash down his stomach and legs, making sure not to miss a spot as you do, once you’ve finished you rinse your hands before pulling him underneath the water and use your hands to help clean off any access soap. “And… finished,” He smiles and wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him, you stand underneath the water for a minute or so before he reaches for the taps and closes the water, he pulls you closer to the door and opens it causing a gust of cool air to blow inside the warm shower cubicle, he quickly reaches for your towel and turns to you, wrapping it around you before turning to grab his own. “Why does it have to do that every time?” You were already patting the towel along your skin, wanting to dry off as quickly as possible. “Can you hand me that towel too, please?”

“Let me wrap it around your hair,” He says as he takes the towel. You nod your head, and he carefully wraps it around your hair and gently pats the top of it before he begins drying himself, once most of the water has been absorbed from his body, he wraps the towel around his waist and grabs another towel to wrap around his hair, you hang your towel to dry and grab your deodorant and apply it before putting it back down and leaving the bathroom, he quickly hangs his own towel and applies his own deodorant before following behind you. You reach the dresser and pull it open and grab a pair of panties and pull it on before grabbing some underwear and handing it off to him as you turn. “Thank you,” He pulls it on as you close the drawer and make your way towards the closet that keeps all the clothes, he quickly strides past you and opens his side of the closet and pulls out a shirt and turns to you. “Wear this?” He holds the shirt up for you and you nod your head.

“Sure, yes, it smells like you, right?” You take it from his grasp and pull it on, a faint scent of him surrounds you, and you can’t help but smile. “Ohh, it still does, but it’s fading,” He takes a shirt out for himself and closes the closet door.

“I’ll make sure to fix that, ma’am,” He says.

“You better,” You say with a smile on your lips. “I’m just going to go get the bedding and sheets,” He nods his head as he pulls his shirt over his head, you exit the bedroom and make your way towards the hallway closet and take out a fresh set of sheets, blanket and pillow covers before making your way back to the bedroom. You place everything on the dresser and see that Hyunjin has started to remove the blanket cover and has already removed the pillowcases, you move towards the bed with the fresh sheets in your hand and grab onto the one still on the bed and pull it off with the help of Hyunjin, he drops them onto the floor and helps you put the fresh ones on, it didn’t take long before you were finished with changing everything on the bed and the dirty ones were scattered across the floor along with your discarded clothes, and the towels that were once in your hair and in his had been removed and tossed somewhere over something to dry, you had decided that you would clean everything up tomorrow, right now, you just wanted to lay down and cuddle.

“Ahh, so fresh, so soft, so nice,” You say as you lay down on top of the bed, Hyunjin climbs onto the bed and pulls you against him while grabbing the TV remote.

“Hmm, it feels so good to be on a fresh pair,” He says and turns the TV on, you cuddle into his side as he opens Netflix and scrolls down until he finds a Ghibli film to put on, he puts the remote down and makes himself comfortable next to you and against you for the first time in months.

[youn9racha]

Bathroom Escapade

pairing: bang chan x afab!reader

genre: smut; no strings attached/friends with benefit

song inspo: one of the girls — the weekend, lily rose depp and jennie

warning: public sex, heavy make-outs, unprotected sex, heavy sexual tensions, implied friends with benefits, mentions of infidelity(?), footsies/footjob, chan/chris is used interchangeably, quickie barely any foreplay, creampie, humiliation, choking, hair pull, dom!chan, sub!reader

words: 2.3k

a/n: its been a PHAT minute !!!! youn9racha's back baby hehehe the ending was lowkey rushed, but i have been meaning to write something but my brain has been blocked ofc, but finally something was up !!!! hope y'all enjoy it!!!

This is no way representative of the way Stray Kids act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers' discretion is advised.

No one could pull them apart.

They weren't together by any means but almost have a magnetic attraction each time they're in the same room and their eyes land on each other, looking that could easily strip one another's clothing. These words echo each time they would describe the relationship between you and Chan, a guy you would often describe as a "friend," that is if you could count the time he has bent you over and made you scream out his name.

You could acknowledge him as a genuine friend, after all, he was your special friend; he was a gentleman, funny, charming, and really handsome that no one could deny. Even though you held no romantic attraction to him, there was no denying that he attracted you in some other way that could set fire to your insides. And he seems to feel the same way about you.

He always eyes up at every physical detail you could showcase to everyone. He admires the way you show yourself off, the way your voice perfectly hits his eardrum, every curve, indent, and crevice in your body got him hooked on you, regardless of whether you had someone in mind or not. He would always have his way with you to get you like a predator attempting to catch his prey for a feast, and a feast you were.

He didn't care that you showed up with a date, a man who complimented you in terms of appearance and personality, all Chan wanted was to get you back to him. The man who sat next to you was looking at you adoringly, and all you could offer back is a sweet smile that causes him to be smitten. He was staring at you with pure admiration, unlike the other pair of eyes that are piercing holes at your skull that could easily overpower your date. Whoever thought of this group dinner at a luxury restaurant must be a sadist for putting him through this, Chan would think to himself.

The time went by slowly, the wine glasses would touch lips, while the libra's eyes continued to bore his eyes at you, examining your actions with your date. Looking at your facial expression and smiles and analyzing your body language directly in front of him. His jaw would clench each time you show any interest in the guy sitting next to you. He knew that you didn't seek anyone, romantically speaking, nor does he, but he doesn't know why his sexual cravings are getting the best of him and making him feel slightly apprehensive about your interest in the man.

He later decided to distract himself by interacting with the other guests and engaging in whatever conversation they were speaking of that Chris really held no interest in, just a temporary fix in his sour mood. All the while he was interacting with the other guests, what he hasn't noticed was that you would constantly glance at him while your date blabbered about his job or whatever that is that he decided to speak of.

When you can see Chan looking away from you to talk, showing off his charming dimples at the guest next to him and having his Australian accent come out of his plump lips to add appeal to his voice, you sneakily slip your heels off your feet and extended your legs past the cloth that covered the table until your toes reached his ankles. Chan slightly jumped in his place while his eyes widened, which made the whole table look at him, including yourself, pretending to be clueless and confused.

"Is everything alright, Chan?" Changbin, his close friend sitting next to him, asked concerned, even looking down for a quick second to see what caused him to jump—you since moved your foot away after he jumped.

Chan chuckled in a feigned nervous tone and cleared his throat, "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," he spoke once again only to feel the same sensation of your foot against his leg once again, "just bumped my leg against the table, 'sall" he nodded, which made Changbin nod in reassurance and looked back at his seat partner and carry on their conversation.

Chan looked back at you, switching his facial expression, only to see you look back at your date all the while your foot is sliding up his leg. He's already sat past the tablecloth so many would not have seen his lower half, so your mission was easy to not get caught, all the while Chris attempts to be normal with his conversations. He feels the sole of you feet has reached between his legs, causing him to spread it just slightly where you can lay your heel in the chair and begin your movement.

Your toes and top foot began to rub against his erection which causes him to inhale and exhale through his nose, trying not to cause a scene in the middle of his conversation by erotically moaning straight to the guest's face. You two never played footsies, but at that moment Chris wish you'd done it because of the way you were rubbing him off in public was doing so many things to him, let alone using your foot.

His pants were feeling tighter as you began to curl your toes against him, which makes it hard for him to mask his excitement, resulting in you smirking at the reaction you've caused. You see him try to drink his wine, and you thought it was go time by slightly kicking him, causing him to groan and spill a bit of the red drink on himself. You pulled your leg back and gasped with everyone. Chris looked down at his dirty white shirt before looking back at you with fury in his eyes, making you shrug with sinister eyes masked with innocence.

Everyone's asking about Chan's well-being, but he reassured that it's fine and he got up to go to the bathroom to clean himself up. As he rushed to the empty single bathroom—so no one would also notice his erection—he began looking at his pathetic state, a big purple stain in his chest, a bulge protruding out of his pants, and now his hair disheveled after he ran his fingers through it. He groaned to himself, tongue protruding at his cheek.

"You're gonna pay for this, (y/n),"

"Pay for what?"

He swiftly turned his head only to see you standing by the door, smirking as you closed and locked the door.

Without any hesitation, he got up against you and crashed his lips onto yours, his body pushing up against yours, blocking the door, not wanting to hear anything out of your lips, anything aside from your moans, your whines, and your screaming out his name. His tongue was invading your lips and danced along your own tongue, groaning at the faint taste of the drink you had. He pulled away, his eyes looking at you red with fury, looking at your now smudged lips then back at your eyes.

"You get off to me getting humiliated, don't you?" He groggily said, which made you sadistically laugh at the chaos you've caused. Your laugh was cut short until you gasped as you felt his hand grip your throat.

"Who's laughing now, huh? Because surely it ain't you now," He roughly spoke as his other hand went and sought your zipper and slipped it downward to get your dress to expose your chest.

"Chan... please..." you pleaded through your slightly choked-up state, your hands wrapping themselves around his wrist while he unzips his own pants.

"Shut up, you've done enough, now it's your turn to be humiliated."

You knew you drove it too far, and you knew you have angered him, but to say you weren't excited and that it wasn't your intention would be a lie. The way his energy was getting powerful after a moment of weakness was potent and you wanted to thrive off of it.

He let go of your grip, making you gasp for breath, only to have him turn you around and press your body against the cold door, making your breath hitch the sensation of the cold wood hitting against your nipples, all the while Chris was ripping your panties from behind.

He gripped a chunk of your hair and pulled your head off the wood and got you looking back at him, "you listen to me, you better scream out my name until the whole restaurant hears you. I want everyone to know who fucks you this good, including that fake date of yours."

His words stung like venom and your veins were only surging even faster than it already does over the adrenaline that was electrifying all over your body. The sheer thought of your screams echoing through the small restaurant and Chris's voice made you anticipate more of what you wanted than you initially thought.

"fuck me, Chris..."

Your words are cut off by your moans at the feeling of you getting stretched by Chan's girth inserting at your sopping hole. It was sudden yet exhilarating especially added to the rough grip that Chris had on your hips. He didn't hold back and he ultimately began thrusting up your cunt at a pace that made the two of you audibly show each other how good you two feel against each other.

"Just like that, (y/n), scream my name out like that," he smirked against your neck as he quickens himself, making you squeal out his name.

You were sure that people are looking in the direction of the men's bathroom where Chris was based on the way you were moaning out his name, but neither of you cared at the moment. The way his cock was repeatedly kissing the desired spot inside of you made you roll your eyes back at the pleasant feeling your body was getting. Chris was moaning out as well, while not as loud, but definitely loud for many to hear, but he takes pride in the reaction you were having. His shirt was unbuttoned, his pants and boxers were on the floor, swimming across his ankles, and his hair was getting messier and messier as some strands began sticking across his sweaty forehead. All the while, his smirk was painted on his face as he sees your mascara running down your face, mouth agape with pornographic noises escaping from it while your short dress was scrunched around your waist with your breasts bounced at the beat of his thrusts.

He occasionally bit your neck while your arm attempts to run your hand through his hair, only for him to pull it down and place it behind your back, making you through your head back, not resisting any more stimulation that Chris had up his sleeve. You felt your body began to bubble up as your orgasm was crashing its course, but he had no plans on slowing down.

In fact, he was continuing until he was done. So as you've reached your peak, Chris made damn sure that he's not stopping.

"You'll finish—fuck—you'll finish until I'm finished," He gruffly said as he sped up his pace making you scream and sob at the overwhelming feeling. If no one heard you then, they definitely heard now. Just a few more thrusts and you noticed how sloppy he was becoming in contrast to his sharp movements aided by his dancer hips and his panting was getting faster.

Just one last orgasm, he shuddered as he moaned out an "oh fuck!" while his slender fingers dug their nails against your skin, making you hiss at the feeling of pain from his grip and the warmth of his cum seeping itself into your hole. you two caught your breaths while he dropped his head onto your shoulder and you bumped your head against the door, panting to catch back your oxygen. He pulled his head up, feeling heavy, before he pulled his softening cock out of your hole, watching his pearly white dripping out of it, making you whine slightly at the empty feeling.

You pushed yourself off the door, while Chan pulled his pants and you fixed up your dress.

"Can you help me?" You first spoke, your voice hoarse and quiet in contrast to your loud screams. It's like a switch had been placed because Chan swiftly became a softly spoken gentle-to-the-touch man in contrast to the rugged merciless man he was a few minute ago.

"Sure," he softly accepted as you turned around to show your unzipped dress, which he zipped up for you. You turned and smiled at him with a gentle thank you, to which he replied back with a similar smile. He washed his hand, while you collected your ripped panties.

"That was expensive, y'know?" you commented, showing it to him through the mirror. He shrugged, with a smirk, "I'll buy a better one."

You shook your head with a chuckle and an eye roll before you also washed your hand. You looked at yourself, sighing and cursing yourself with the ruined makeup, "Chris, you ruined my makeup... my bag is outside and I don't want them to see me like this."

"Trust me, considering how loud you were and how long we both have been gone, I think your makeup should be the last thing you worried about." He cockily said as he adjusted his stained shirt, which caused you to smack his muscular arm, making him let out an "ow."

"Don't remind me—"

"Hey, you were the one who played footsies and came to the bathroom—"

"Shut up!" you exclaimed with an embarrassed flush in you, making Chan chuckle and wrap his arm around your shoulder.

"Look, how about this, I'll go face them, grab your bag and take you back to your place, does that sound good?" he said, nonchalantly and an eerily calming small smile was arched in his lips.

Your brows furrowed, "do you have no shame in yourself for you to face them?"

"Hey, I'm confident in my fucking skills, if they wanna get it, they're welcome to."

"You're a freak..."

"And yet you gave me a footjob in front of everyone, so who's the freak?"

"... touché," you admitted, making the two of you laugh at the admission.

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

Just. Thinking thoughts.

Going on a date with *this* skz!pack Chan

And staring at him, and he’s like “what?”

“Oh, nothing. Just looks really yummy is all.”

“Oh the food? Yeah, looks incredible-!”

A little smirk, holding his eye contact. “No. Not the food, Christopher. You.”

And you know he’d go instantly pink, but then he’d give you that smile-you know the one-eyes crinkling, teeth on display, dimples out-and say, “eat your food baby. And then we’ll see about dessert.”

[cheeseceli]

Dream of you

Pairing: hwang hyunjin × Gn!reader

Genre: angst, a little of fluff, friends to ??

Prompt: "I don't want to want you, but in my dreams I seem to be more honest. And I must admit, you've been in quite a few"

Warnings: none I'm aware of, please feel free to correct me if needed!

A/n: I felt a little bit like a genius in the last paragraph ngl. Let me know what y'all think about it | join the 1K event!

Falling in love with his best friend was not what hyunjin wanted.

Sure, the friends to lovers trope was adorable in books and movies. There's something amazing about the feeling of falling for someone who you know will catch you. It must be an incredible feeling to be understood and loved in the same amount by someone who has been there with you way before any romantic feelings could develop. Then you know that the feeling is real, deeper than the skin and will last longer than a passion.

It is, indeed, an amazing feeling. However, it is way more terrifying than what fiction portrays it like.

He couldn't tell exactly when it happened, when he fell in love with you. He remembers how you got along well with his members and how his mother always asks about you. Even kkami likes you. Maybe he fell for you when he felt you were closer to his world than ever. He also remembers how some acquaintances would constantly ask for your number and how you commented about how jeongin was cute and funny once. Maybe he realised his feelings when he felt that he could lose you forever.

Either way, he felt it was wrong. He didn't want to want you. So why did he feel like he was made for you?

Lately he started to dream about you. He dreamt about how it'd feel to wake up with you and to walk side by side. Sometimes he wasn't even in the dream, the only thing he could see was you and your smile. It was like you were always on your golden hour. You couldn't seem to get out of his mind.

Those oh so romantic nights became sleepless nights after a while, with him not wanting to fall in love with you even after closing his eyes. But that didn't seem to be so smart considering he would spend those late hours on the phone with you, muffled giggles and whispers.

He didn't want to fall for you. He tried to say countless times that it meant nothing, that you were just friends. But he knows it's all lies. He's fallen for good, and the only thing he can do about it is wait for the night to come so he can see you again, be it either through the phone or with his eyes closed.

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: hyunjun x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 406

includes: fluff, hyunjin has long hair and an art studio, reader sits on his lap (briefly)

a/n: i'm honestly not super happy with this but it was finished and i wanted to post something

summary: hyunjin paints a portrait of you

“hold still,” hyunjin murmurs beneath his breath. his gaze continuously flicks between your figure and the canvas propped up in front of him. 

stray specks of paint stain his fingers and most of the art studio you’re sitting in. sunlight streaming in through the opened windows is the only source of lighting, bathing him in a gentle golden glow. despite your cumulative efforts to keep the area clean, the paint and graphite stains seem to have a way of continuously recurring throughout the space. 

“i’m sorry.” you bite back the chuckle that threatens to escape your lips as you twist back into your original position. “modeling is harder than it looks, you know. especially when the painter is as demanding as you are.” 

hyunjin shifts slightly from behind the canvas to send you a playful glare. “i’m almost finished,” he says, returning his attention to the painting once again. “just give me ten more minutes.”

you reply with a simple hum of acknowledgement before relative silence fills the room once again. with nothing else to do, your gaze drifts back to hyunjin. his hair has been tied back into a low ponytail, leaving only a few shorter strands of hair to frame his face. his oversized hoodie is littered with stray patches of paint on the sleeves. each stroke of brush against canvas is short and precise as he expertly blends the colours together. 

“y/n?” hyunjin’s soft call breaks you out of your daze. he softly chuckles, setting his paintbrush aside. “what are you so busy staring at?”

“nothing.” quickly stepping off of the chair you had been posing on, you quickly wander over to him. hyunjin wraps his arms around your waist as he tugs you down to sit in his lap. you lean down to press a chaste kiss against cheek. “just you.”

hyunjin’s hands slip just underneath the fabric of your shirt; his fingers unconsciously trace random shapes against your skin. “can i see it?”

“of course,” hyunjin nods. 

his arms snake around your waist as you twist to look at the painting behind you. “wow,” you murmur. each stroke of paint works together to delicately paint a soft portrait of you. it’s almost akin to a renaissance painting - the light colours, soft blending, and intricate details. “it’s beautiful.”

hyunjin softly smiles, leaning in to press another quick peck against the exposed skin of your neck. “you’ve always been my muse, love.”

[bbokicidal]

Marriage? Marriage. | Hyung Line! SKZ [OT8]

Genre : Fluff Warnings : None Pairing : Hyung Line SKZ x Fem!Reader

Notes : Ever wondered what your wedding would be like with SKZ? How they would propose? What their tux/outfit would look like? Your ring? The venue? Well I've got it all right here! (Completely w/ photo references!)

Other Notes : This is just how i picture things going down/looking. If you disagree or have other opinions, that's totally fine! But please don't go in the comments complaining it isn't how you pictured it. If you don't like it, scroll past. Thank you!

Chris

The Proposal : You'd be absolutely WRONG if you thought Chris would propose to you anywhere but Australia. He's going to plan a trip home, bring you along, and get you on the beach with his family (that includes the boys) so they can all be there for it. He'll get on one knee while you're taking pictures near the water in a sweet sundress that matched the color of his button up, give you the most heart wrenching, tear jerking, cheek blushing, romantic speak through his giggles - and then ask you to marry him while offering you the most beautiful diamond ring you'd ever seen in your life.

The Venue : Although he doesn't drink (often), Chris finds that vineyards are some of the most beautiful places he's seen for wedding venues. The wine is provided - any flavor you can think of - and the area of the ceremony is just out back by an archway covered in vines and floral scenery. The pond just behind the building is perfect for a background - and during the exchanging of vows, people coo at both your shared words with each other and the pair of swans floating along behind you.

First Look : Chris doesn't want to do a first look before the ceremony, so you wait to take pictures until that is done. But when he sees you round the corner to come down the aisle? Oh, he's red in the neck and bawling by the time you reach him - of course he's laughing through it, sniffling and laughing even more when someone reaches over his shoulder to dab his pink cheeks with a tissue - already prepared for his tears.

His Best Man : Felix - of course.

Minho

The Proposal : He goes all out - as out as he can, bringing you to Jeju Island on a vacation and doing it in the solitude of your own company. He wants it to be just you two, announcing it to the others when Jeongin notices the ring as soon as you walk into the room. The proposal goes smoothly, with him bringing you to a nicer - definitely fancy - dinner and then laying the velvet box on the table for you to open yourself. You're flabbergasted, he's a smiley, blushy mess - and now, you're both engaged.

The Venue : Minho lets you pick out the venue, which ends up being a relatively fancy building that.... is definitely older. The pillars are massive, the ceiling is high - painted with murals of angels and relics. He helps with the decorative ideas however, deciding with you that a deep and rich red should be the primary color theme with flowers and small details like pearls, beads, and banners. And it's a good idea, for sure.

First Look : He's all smiles when he sees you for the first time in your dress. Just before the ceremony and about to do photos, he turns around to find you standing behind him and immediately places his hands on your waist to tell you just how beautiful you look. He has to take it all in however, making others laugh by the way he keeps pausing mid sentence to visibly look you up and down in awe.

His Best Man : Chris - His only hyung.

Changbin

The Proposal : It's softer, sweeter - and it happens in the comfort of your own bed. With the news of a bun in the oven being revealed to the world just two weeks ago, Changbin decides that since you're both taking such a large step into having a family... then why not - you know - make it officially a family? Together forever, and all that. He whispers it to you in the early morning hours, a soft "We should get married." only to be met with a shy grin from you as you ask if he's serious. And he most certainly is.

The Venue : Taking up most of the responsibilities in funding the wedding, finding the venue, decor, food, etc. -- Changbin picks out an outdoor venue where the two of you won't get too warm and there will be plenty of space for lots of guests; Your family, his family, his friends, your friends - he wants them all there to witness the moment. There's a few buildings like a bunkhouse with a wedding suite and guest rooms for the wedding party, a building for the reception and food - and the ceremony will be outside with a large archway that he can dip and kiss you under until you're out of breath.

First Look : Changbin is aaaaaall giggles when he sees you for the first time, covering his mouth before yelling out, "yah! this is my wife?? this?? how did i bag this? look at this!" Constantly hyping you up, telling you how gorgeous you are in your ear, having you sit in his lap for pictures - Man is coooooocky, and has every right to be when you look that good.

His Best Man : Hyunjin. (Man's got both his husband & wife on either side of him.)

Hyunjin

The Proposal : So, so romantic. At an art gallery - where he had, somehow, had a piece of his art displayed. That was the reason for visiting the gallery, he said, but the real reason was so that he could propose to you in the soft silence of the building and somewhere both of you truly cherished. Felix was there, too, mostly to take photos. But also to witness his best friend bagging the most beautiful girl in the world.

The Venue : Deciding together, you both agree on a smaller venue where your families can enjoy the ceremony - and then a larger venue just down the stress where the reception and food can be held. The venue for the ceremony is quaint, with dressing rooms for the bridesmaids and groomsmen, and a larger room where you'll be wedded. The reception ceremony - well, it's big enough for all of the group to bust down some moves (and maybe some choreo from their performances.)

First Look : Hyunjin also waits until the ceremony to get his first look at you, but when he does - he nearly falls to his knees at the sight. He's in shambles, turning away for a second to gather himself before putting on a polite smile and taking your hand when you reach him. He'll be sure to lean down and tell you how gorgeous you look, however, whispering out that he's never seen anyone so beautiful in his life - and he looks in the mirror every day, so.

His Best Man : Changbin.

[createdbytragedy]

SO, THERE'S THIS GIRL..........

A/N: Please check over this one too. It's kind of like the previous but can be read on its own too.

Pairing: Lee Minho x reader

Genre: Just fluff

Synopsis: Minho calls his mother to tell her about his new girlfriend

"Hello, Minho~ its been so long, my boy~~" Minho's mom sang through the phone, making him smile.

"I know, mom, how are you? how's dad?" he asked, shifting on the bed to get more comfortable.

"I'm fine and your dad's good too. He's feeding the cats for you. They have been missing you a lot!" His mother chirped, "You should come visit us soon."

Minho chuckled at his mom's enthusiasm. She was always so eager to meet him and actually did miss his parents and cats.

"I wish I could but the schedule 'is really tight these days. I miss Soonie, Doongie and Dori too. "He could feel his mother smile from the other side and it warmed his heart.

"It's okay. We're taking care of it for you," his mother said then paused ," did you want to tell me something?"

Minho felt his heart skip a beat. His mother had figured him out right away and he did not actually know how to start.

"Ahh......," she gasped, followed by laughter," is there someone in my son's life? Come on, tell me, who's the lucky girl, Minho?"

His mom's eagerness made him chuckle and his mind wanders back to you.

You were the girl in his life. Though he didn't know if that made you lucky or him. He smiled, looking out the window through his bed. The early morning rays had entered his bedroom and he had received a phone call from you early in the morning, wishing him a good day and telling him aboust your plans for the day as you got ready for work. He couldn't think of a better way to spend the morning and he can't help thinking what it would be like to wake up next to you.

Your little morning rant made his heart all warm and tingy and he knew he had to tell someone. Plus, it's been a while since he talked to his parents. So, here he was, hearing his mother's excited rant.

A sigh left his lips along with a smile. His cheeks flushed, getting a bit shy. His mother was always so supportive and even eager to hear him talk about a girl. She would instantly drop everything she was doing as soon as she heard a girl's name pop out of his mouth. Which wasn't very usual.

She would listen to him, give him advice and even tease him a bit until Minho got all red and refused to talk to her for 3 days. They had the kind of relationship everyone wished for and he will be forever thankful for having such a great mother like her.

"So..... There's this girl...." He trailed off, mind going back to you and the way you smile.

God, he was so in love with you.

He could almost see his mother smile through the phone, " What's her name?"

"(y/n). " He replied," And she has this eyes and this smile and her hair. I don't know what to say. She's just so sweet. And she also loves cats. "

"I feel like someone's in love here." His mother teased. If Minho was any younger and didn't know better, he would have blushed and denied. But this time, even he knew his mother was right.

He cleared his throat ," We started dating.... A month ago, actually."

"LEE MINHO!!!" Minho had to drag away the phone from his ear as his mother screeched ," why didn't you tell me about this (y/n) sooner? We're you trying to keep this a secret till you get her pregnant?! Are you already planning a wedding?! "

"Mom!" Minho scolds, his cheeks flushed at the thought and he heard his mother laugh.

"I was just joking, Min. But, tell me about her more.. when are you gonna introduce her to me?! Will she like me? "

"Relax, mom. She will like you. And I'm sure you'll like her too. "

"Of course! I already do," she beamed ," If she has managed to capture your heart, she sure is a kind and special woman. "

"Indeed, she is. " Minho agreed.

"Is she pretty? "

"Pretty? ," Minho scoffed," She's beautiful. In more than just one way. She's like you. Her cooking reminds me of you too. "

"Minho."

"Hm?"

"Don't let her go. For all the years I've known you, I have never heard you talk like that about a girl. Whoever she is, she is special. She makes you feel special. And most importantly, she loves you. Never let go of someone you love. Never give up on her. But if she chose to, let her go. Because love is never harsh and captive. Love is free. Love is for all. And I'm glad you found someone who made you understand love. "

A comfortable silence followed until Minho decided to break it, "I know, mom. I'd choose her happiness over mine any day. "

"Anyways, I have to go to practice. Stray kids code is airing tonight. Watch it. "

"I never miss a chance to see my handsome son. I'm so proud of you ."

"Okay then, I have to go. "

"Take care, Minho. And I hope I'll be receiving a wedding invitation soon. "

"Mom!"

With a chuckle, the line went blank. Minho smiled to himself, throwing the phone to the side.

He can't wait to marry you.

[minhxn]

✧︎ Fuckkkk I've been thinking about Bangchan away on a trip, that man is so flirty because he's just so needy. ✧︎

He’s desperately fisting his cock trying to do it just like you do but knowing nothing feels as good as your touch.

He tries to picture your tight pussy as he pushes his hips into his hands but it just makes him want you even more.

It takes you three rings to pick up his call, his low muffled whines sounding through the phone almost immediately and even as sleepy as you are you know exactly why he called.

“Miss you so much, fuck.” He says breathlessly and you can almost hear the wet sounds of his hand pumping his thick cock, and the whine he lets out at hearing your voice is heavenly. “God, I need you so bad.”

“You sound close, Channie.” You purr through the phone and he breathes in deeply at your words, bottom lip pulled between his teeth in attempts to muffle his growing noises.  “You gonna cum, pretty boy?”

“Mmfuck, yes. m’so close.” He pants as he picked up the pace of his hand, eyes screwing shut at the way your voice sends shivers down his back.

“Wait”

“Why-“ Bangchan whines desperately but stills his hand on his now throbbing cock. the swollen tip leaking precum into his fingers and it takes everything in him to not jerk his hips up. “Please, baby. I need to-“

“I want to see just how much you miss me.” You start, pressing your thighs together at the thought that has your pussy drooling now. “Show me your pretty cock, baby. I want to watch you cum.”

He’s never facetimed you quicker, and the slight glimpse of his flushed face before he flips the camera has your hand slipping into your panties. Not being able to fight the burning in your core anymore. Especially not when his cock comes in view, his hand wrapped tightly around the base.

“C’mon, show me how you like it.” You coo smiling when he starts fisting his cock again, his desperate moans louder than before and it has your pussy clenching around your fingers. “Fuck, I miss you and your big cock, Channie. Cant wait for you to fuck me when you get home.”

The look on your face as you watch his hand twist around the sensitive tip has him almost over the edge, your pupils are blown out in pure lust just from seeing him try to copy your usual actions.

“Oh god, m’gonna cum-shit” Bangchan groans loudly, hips stuttering up to meet the pace of his hand and you can’t even get out a word before his thick cum spurts out, slipping down his hand as he continues to milk his cock. God, how you wished you could lick his hand clean.

Breathless whines of your name string from his lips and the knot wound tightly in your core unravels fast, your orgasm hits you hard with a cry of his name. 

“You’re  so pretty when you cum, baby.”

When you open your eyes again, still breathing deeply from the tiny waves of pleasure coursing through your body you see Bangchan’s face on the screen now.

A dopey grin plastered onto his face and his hair sticking to the light sheen of sweat coating his forehead.

“You sound so pretty when you cum.”

[mint-yooxgi]

Control - Yandere!Incubus!Jisung

Yandere AU & Incubus AU - First Person POV

Genre: Mature, Smutty Themes, Internal Monologue

Pairing: Jisung X Implied Chubby!Fem!Reader

Words: 1,658

Warnings: Violent thoughts at one point and implied murder, very smutty themes (he's essentially in the middle of the act with you while this is going on hehe). Mentions of potential kidnapping, but nothing comes of it. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I'M BACK BABEEEYYYYYYYY!!!! Lmaoo it's been forever since I've posted anything, or at least, it feels that way, so I hope this can satiate you all for a bit. Things have been a bit slow, but I'm feeling good about this one, better than I have been with my writing for a while. Anyways, Feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

The Tenth of The Feral Drabbles

You don’t know how long I’ve been dreaming about this… to complete ravage you and claim you as my own.

A blissful sigh escapes my lips as I look down upon the wondrous sight that is you, naked and spread out beneath me. Months of meticulous planning have finally all come to a head as I run my hands up your sides, caressing your body like I’ve always dreamed.

Finally, you are mine, just as I’ve always been yours.

Long since have I been watching you, keeping an eye out for anything and everything that might spark an interest for me in you. You see, my sort of clientele deserve a certain… care when I decide to take them on. The seduction is all part of the thrill of the game.

But you? Oh, you?

You are most certainly not a game. No… You are everything I’ve ever desired, and so much more…

All of the others were easy to figure out, some flowers here, some compliments there, and poof, I had them right where I wanted them. Yet, you made me work for it. You made me earn it, and by the time I did, I could never hope to accept anybody else but you.

You are now my sole desire in this godforsaken universe. The only one I will ever want. The only one I will ever need.

You see, Darlin’, you have this smile��� A smile that just lights up the entire room whenever its radiance graces your features. It’s brilliant, and the first time I ever saw it, I was captivated. The way your eyes crinkle during such an expression of joy set my heart racing. An odd, and rather foreign feeling, as I’ve never experienced anything quite like it before.

I had to have it for myself.

Sure, there’s been other times where my clients have smiled at me - smugly, flirtatiously, genuinely - but none of them were you. You have a certain charm that’s addicting, and I couldn’t help but wonder what that smile would look like gracing your features because of me.

I wanted to make you laugh. I wanted to make you happy. More than all of that, though, I wanted to know what that smile would look like pulling at your features as you gazed down upon me, my tongue buried in that tight, wet heat of yours. Perhaps, even what it would look like as I intertwined our fingers together, hearing you sigh in bliss, begging me for more as I made you come over, and over, and over again. For me, and me alone.

That smile would become a product of my love for you, in whatever ways it could. Soon, it would be only reserved for me, and not that fucking coworker of yours that seemed overtly friendly with you. They really enjoyed cracking jokes, didn’t they? Not so funny when it’s their skull cracking instead…

But, I digress… what I had to do to ensure you fell into my arms after all this time is my own business. You don’t ever have to worry about a single thing.

You even seemed to have a soft spot for animals, so it became nothing for me to start walking the dogs under our care just as an excuse to see you. They love you, almost as much as I do, you know. They know you’re mine, and they’ll protect you, and care for you almost as fiercely as I will now. They know that no one is allowed to touch you but me. We have to protect such a delicate being, after all.

Gentle… you’re always so gentle…

But you have a dominant streak in you, don’t you, Darlin’? You enjoy taking control, especially earlier in the night when I had you in my lap. 

Fuck- just thinking about those plush thighs around me as your hips shifted above my own has me twitching again in anticipation. I can’t get the feeling of your hands off of my skin, your fingertips having burnt trails of passion all over my shoulders as you attempted to ground yourself by holding onto me. I can still see the way your head tossed back in bliss, your movements stuttering as you came just from the friction alone.

You don’t need to be embarrassed. I came, too. I always come, even just to the mere thought of you.

That’s just the effect you have on me.

Oh, but I let you have your fun. I let you take control, and was it ever a sight to behold. To be able to indulge with you in these desires of yours has filled me with no greater joy. Seeing you take control like that…

I was made for you, Darlin’, and you were made for me. Never shall we be parted again. I won’t allow it. You are mine, and I am yours. Now, until forever.

The shock on your face after I told you that it was now ‘my turn’, well… it still has such a warmth building in my chest. It made me think, though, that perhaps you’re not used to receiving the love you deserve. I’ll deal with those other fools that dared make you believe you weren’t worth the same love and care you show them later. Right now, I want to focus on you.

Oh, the way my body comes alive at the feeling of your hands all over me. Every stuttered breath, every whimpered moan, is yours. Your name is made to fall from my lips, as mine is made to be graced by yours. You should know, all of my reactions are of the purest variety I can offer, for you and you alone.

I just hope you will do the same, and from the way your eyelids continue to flutter in bliss, I can tell this will be the case.

That’s it, Darlin’, feel my hands caressing every part of you. Let your body come alight beneath my touch, squirming and begging for more.

I will give it to you. I will always give it to you. Right now, though, I want to take my time.

To think, someone who’s always prided himself on his professionalism could be reduced to mere tatters at the very thought of you. For too long I have been fantasizing about what I would do to you if given the chance - an occupational hazard, if I do say so myself - but never have I ever felt anything this intense.

My life is yours, Darlin’. You own my very soul. Every breath, every thought, every desire I have is yours. Yours to fulfill, yours to own, yours to keep. It always and forever will be.

Yes, feel my lips against your skin, feel the way my tongue darts out to taste your pulse. This racing heart, that hitch in your breath, are all because of me.

I’ve only just begun…

Let my fingers trace over ever dip, let my hands map out every curve. I want to find all the spots on your body that have you gasping, and then I want to make you tremble from the slightest of my touches. Let me please you in all of the ways I know how, in all of the ways that I am known for.

Darlin’, you know my horns are sensitive…

Oh, but you did that on purpose, didn’t you? Your playful giggle says it all. You still want to be in control…

Just relax, Darlin’. Let me take care of you.

The hitch in your breath as you see my fangs only makes my cock ache for you that much more. And that full body shudder at my nails grazing your sides? Perfection.

My breath hitches. You- you’re begging for me? You want me?

Who am I to deny the most beautiful divinity I have ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes upon.

Don’t be shy now, Darlin’. You asked for it.

Just look at the way my fingers sink into those luscious thighs of yours. Fuck- you really are made for me… and this gorgeous, weeping cunt… is this all for me?

All because of me? Darlin’, you shouldn’t have! You know how insatiable you make me.

I swear, you were created just to tempt me. To make me succumb to the deepest of desires so I could please you to the fullest extent of my own abilities. Every lick, every suck, is for you, and I can never get enough of this sweet nectar that flows from your very core, intoxicating me with just a single taste.

Give it to me. 

I want your everything.

You like when I growl against this pretty pussy, don’t you, Darlin’? Well, what if I pull you closer and do it again? Oh, that made you clench around my tongue, didn’t it?

Do it again…

Again…

More…

More! Give me more!

Feed this beast inside of me who yearns for you! 

Yes! Give your all to me! 

Let me see you fall apart on my tongue…

That’s it, Darlin’, feel the way I suckle this sensitive little clit between my lips. Moan for me as I let my tongue delve through those soft, wet folds of yours. Make me drunk on you, and then make it so I can never dream of wanting another. Only you.

I’ll let you in on a little secret… you already do.

Such a luscious body, Darlin’, and all mine to hold. All mine to touch, to please, to sink my fangs into and mark you as mine over, and over, and over again.

That right, grab onto my horns, pull me in closer as your thighs shake around my head. Don’t fucking stop until you’ve taken everything you’ve wanted from me, and then some. 

My body was made to please you. 

That is truly my greatest desire.

After all, Darlin’, you’re the one that’s still in control.

[stay-corner]

im crying. jisung wearing a choker with a heart shaped tag on it. i need him so bad.

–🐿💕

warnings: nsfw, minors do not read! unprotected sex, creampie, hanji wears cat ears and a choker but they don't come into play much, he's desperate and horny and whiny and that's exactly how i like my men, he sucks on your fingers, u choke him, he cries, all that. he passes out a bit but he's fine. overstimulation ig? idk it's also pretty nasty and sweaty

word count: 1.1k words

a/n: hanji anon it has been almost two years since you cried in my inbox about jisung wearing a heart choker and i don't know if you're still around but i'll let you know the recent bow choker jisung incident made me let out an honest to god whimper. so here's a nasty drabble involving jisung, a bow choker with a heart shaped tag on it, and cat ears. jesus take the wheel

[05:31 am - han jisung]

"faster, faster, fuck," he chants in a desperate tone, hands slipping quickly from your hips to your thighs and back up, restless and greedy as he grips your flesh, nails digging in and squeezing painfully. all you can do is moan, whimpers stuck in your throat as you piston your hips on top of his own, legs quivering from both extertion and his needy pawing.

"i'm going... as fast as... i can, ji..." squeezes through your constricted throat between pants, jaw slack and eyes barely keeping open. jisung's so hard and thick for you, you want to throw your head back and fall prey to the enjoyment, but the image of him fucked out underneath you, cheeks flushed, pretty black choker resting on his neck, frilly bow and shiny heart glinting back at you, and the cat ears clumsily clipped in his hair... god, you couldn't have mustered a more erotic image even if you tried your hardest.

jisung bucks his hips up into yours at just the right time, the impact hitting a new angle that makes you keen and pulls an open sob out of him, head lurching off the pillow from the pleasure as his eyes squeeze shut. "oh, you're sopping wet, fuck... fuck..." jisung whines, his high voice reminiscent of the harmonious high notes he hits in the recording booth, now distorted with lust and want and desperation. "please, please, faster, wanna cum so bad," he runs his mouth stupid, brain shut off, and you feel your lungs burning.

"ji, you're so... fucking... insatiable..." you groan back at him, eyebrows furrowing because you're positive that you can't physically go any faster than you're going right now, the sound of smacking skin and wet squelches and unabashed moaning bouncing off the walls of jisung's bedroom. you already forgot how many times either of you came so far, brains gradually turning to mush the longer you pleasured each other, until you were reduced to the mindless animals bucking into each other now, fucking like rabbits.

one of jisung's hands moves down, brushes your clit in its pursuit of rubbing against his pelvis and your thighs, fingers becoming drenched in the mix of both of your slick and cum. he lets out an almost pained sound at the feeling, gaze watching how the substance webs between his spread fingers, and he almost grows cross eyed at the sight, head falling defeated on the pillow.

"that word's too big for me..." he remembers to respond, fingers returning to grab at your body, wherever you'd let him. "it's so sloppy, fuck, i'm... so numb, but it's so good... fuck... make me cum, make me cum," jisung rambles on and on, eyes squeezing and head thrashing from side to side, messing with the ears in his hair, choker straining at his neck. you think it's on a bit tight, but jisung probably likes it. it might leave a small mark, and you clench at the thought.

jisung is still wailing for you, the filter between his mouth and mind nonexistent, and before you think, one of your hands lifts from his toned, sweaty chest, up to his mouth, two of your fingers slipping in effortlessly. jisung responds with muscle memory, jaw falling slack and body relaxing, lids finally lifting as he shows you his beautiful doe eyes, growing glassier by the second. his hands don't flex painfully into your flesh anymore, fingers letting go as he begins rubbing over your torso and legs, mouth alternating between tongueing your fingers and sucking on them.

"that's it.. pretty and brainless for me, ji, hm?" you huff down at him, tone sweeter, sticky and soft for him. it's hypnotic to him - jisung thinks you'll be the death of him, and he's fine with it. "you're fucked stupid, baby," you add, and one of his hands runs over your tummy, catching onto your bellybutton before it descends further, soaked thumb making contact with your aching clit. it's gentle - even in his fucked-out state, jisung knows how to touch you, knows you're sensitive, knows this is enough to make you tighten around him, make your toes curl.

his other hand slips off your thigh, rubbing up his own torso, over his soft tummy, over his raised chest, and finally finds your fingers, coiling them in his grasp and pulling them up, towards his neck. jisung blinks up at you, gaze zoning in and out, and his eyes begin to well up with tears when you finally grab his throat firmly, the feeling of the choker's frilly fabric making the hair on your arm stand up.

"shit, jisung, you're fucking nasty," you mutter, fingers pushing harsher against his tongue as you grip the sides of his throat, and the new leverage allows you to angle your hips better, descending on him harsher, over and over and over again, the sound of smacking skin and wet squelches and muffled gagging echoing against the walls of jisung's head, and he only realizes he's crying when the cold tears roll down his ears, his burning red hot ears.

jisung wants to warn you, tell you he'll cum, but it builds up so fast in his lower tummy, and he sees only bright white behind his eyes as the sensation travels down his legs and up his body, feet clenching and unclenching, hands all but smacking down on you from the sheer force of the feeling, pushing and pulling at once, unsure of where he wants you - he shivers violently, thighs and ass and biceps burning and shaking, his lungs pushing all the air out in spite of the sharp clench in his chest, veins bulging in his throat and forehead and fucking cock, balls clenching as he empties inside you, the pull deliciously painful. your walls milk him too well, and he lets another sob out around your fingers as the tip of his dick throbs, each drag of your pussy sending electric jolts down his shaft, directly into his bloodstream.

jisung only comes around again when you brush his hair off his forehead softly, fingers working the cat ears out of his strands, and tenderly undoing his choker. his ears ring, and he has to relax his muscles manually, body still tensed and jolting every few seconds. you leave a peck on his temple, hand rubbing softly at his throat, down his chest, up to his cheek, and he has half a mind to tilt his head, kiss your palm. his eyes are closed.

"you're so good to me, ji" you whisper against his skin, body lying next to his. you're both sweaty and gross, and jisung is in love with you, so he tells you so.

"... 'm love you."

you chuckle and nuzzle into him. it only takes you two a minute tops to drift off, sweaty, and gross, and in love, and thoroughly satisfied. (for now - he'll agree with you tomorrow, when his brain can finally process more than three syllables at once, that he is insatiable, after all).

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#TRAITOR .”🗒️!

— genre : despite the title, this is 1000% fluff (hyunjin x reader)

— summary : kkami can be a sweet, but also a little bit intimidating dog, even with hyunjin. so imagine hyunjins surprise when the very first time you come over to stay with him, his dog is all cuddled up with you, relaxed, and forgetting all about him.

you and hyunjin had been together for some time and today was going to be the first time you’d ever meet his dog, kkami. if you were going to date hyunjin, you had to at least know most of the most important people in his life, so of course you had to meet kkami. hyunjin made sure to emphasize that.

before going to meet his dog, you and hyunjin had a mini date at a café nearby his home. once you two were done, you walked hand in hand to his home. now, the whole time on the way there hyunjin had spoke very highly of his dog but at the same time he would squeeze in some sentences that made it seem like he was scared of him.

after a few minutes you had arrived at hyunjins (kkamis..) house. he quickly opened the door and only a few seconds after, his dog came running in while letting out a few barks. hyunjin lent down and started to allow kkami to kiss him. (which led you to wonder if before your mini coffee date if he had kissed kkami because you had kissed hyunjin on that date and you didn’t really want dog saliva on your lips) kkami took some time to realize you were even there and just sniffed you a little before walking (strutting) away. hyunjin seemed a teeny bit concerned that kkami didn’t find interest in you. but as long as he didn’t hate you, he’d just have to deal with it.

“he’s not as scary as you made him out to be”

you seemed to be mocking him. especially after he basically just made out with his dog but he just slapped your shoulder.

“i didn’t say he was awful, but he has his moments…he’s just going to listen because there’s company over”

you rolled your eyes at that letting out a ‘sure’ before you both moved over to the couch and started channel surfing before you found a decent drama to watch. after quite a few episodes (which were all almost movie lengths long) it was starting to get darker and you two were cuddled up closer on the couch. soon you felt little bits of air being blown on your ankles and you looked down to see kkami smelling you once again. he soon leaped up on your side of the couch and started to smell your arm. hyunjin finally looking away from the tv and seeing the scene lets out a dramatic gasp once kkami moves up onto your lap and lays down.

“wow, and here i thought he didn’t like you”

which then caused you to let out a dramatic gasp back at him. you started to rub the dogs head a little and his eyes started to slowly close. but now hyunjin wanted attention. so, he started to call for kkami to come to him, which only caused kkami to stare at him as if he had said the most offensive thing ever, causing hyunjin to pout. so he moves his hand over to pet kkami as well but then kkami lets out a small growl, causing you to snicker when hyunjin yanks his hand back.

“and you said he ‘didn’t like me’”

you teased. he only gave you a glare.

“you can’t be serious kkami ! you just met her. she doesn’t kiss you everyday like i do !”

he only slouched back into the couch with an angry pout before you ruffled his hair as well, with him mumbling ‘traitor’ under his breath. it’s safe to assume that he directed that to both you and kkami.

[blossomwritesthings]

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭

pairing: minho x curvyfem!reader (afab)

genre: idol!minho. curvy!reader. hurt/comfort. angst. slight fluff. smut - MDNI, 18+ ONLY. reader pov. established relationship.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. mild thematic elements. this shit's got some angst in it. reader had an abusive and fat-ph0bic ex in the past, and has trauma from that. reader is self conscious about their legs/weight. smut warnings below cut!!

word count: 5.0k

summary: you had thought that your scars from the past were healed, but evidently, your ex from college was still clouding your mind. thankfully, your boyfriend minho is right there to help you heal from the heartbreak.

18+ warnings: unprotected sex (stay safe out there, guys!). minho has a thing for reader in skirts/her thick thighs. fingering. minho eats reader out. DIRTY talk. dom!minho. sub!reader. making out. manhandling. praise kink. nipple/breast play. face riding. slight sub-space. excessive hair pulling. breeding kink is alluded to. pet names (babydoll, babygirl, kitten, etc.). degradation kink (minho calls reader a whore/slut). daddy kink. slighttt dollificaition/corruption kink. multiple orgasms.

a/n: started writing this last week after some of my good stay writing friends sortaa gave me the prompt to do a minho x thick reader. I originally planned for this to be just a short drabble but... here we are lmao. 💀 also, I am a thick girl myself, so I really appreciate writing/reading inserts where I can relate to y/n. anyways, enjoy you guys!! 😖

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  The moment Minho opened the door to the studio, and saw you standing there, he completely froze up. And the look on his face, of utter surprise, left you shifting on either of your feet in sudden anxiety. 

 You knew you shouldn’t have come to the company to surprise him during his work day, especially since he and the boys were so busy preparing for their next comeback. 

 And you knew that you shouldn’t have rolled up to the recording studio dressed as you were, in the new outfit that you had bought at the mall the week before. Originally, you had wanted to wear it the next time the two of you went out on a date night together, but with his rapidly growing schedule of duties, you decided that you wouldn’t get such an opportunity for a while. 

 The outfit wasn’t all that scandalous… 

 Sure, the white, lacy tank top was pretty skintight and showed quite a bit of your cleavage, and the pink skirt that was embellished with white satin bows on the sides was quite short. 

 Okay, scratch that, the flowy, baby-pink pleated skirt was really fucking short. 

 Like, borderline porn-star level short. 

 The hemline was cropped so much that it barely covered your ass. 

 But that’s why you wore the long, white lace stockings. To hide some of the expanse of skin that you were exposing. 

 You had never been particularly fond of your legs. Being a curvy girl and all, they had always been rather… chubby for your liking. Sure, your tits were nice and big. But having thick thighs? That would be a hard hell no in your book. 

 Even still, your boyfriend sure did like your legs. He talked about his fondness for them all the time, and showed his love for them in all different ways; whether it was by always seeming to have a hand on your legs, massaging your thighs when you couldn’t fall asleep at night, or giving them lots of sweet kisses while he fucked you deep into the mattress late in the twilight hours of daybreak.

 So that’s why you decided to buy the outfit, to please him. Because even if you didn’t like your legs, you wanted to make Minho happy. And if that meant dressing up like a cute little doll - albeit leather slutty - then you were okay with that.

 There he stood, mouth completely agape, as his eyes roved down the length of you. Going all the way to your cute little white platform heels before shooting back up to your exposed chest. You could see the tips of his ears start to turn red from the sight of you all dressed up for what appeared to be him.

 “Hi, baby.” You mumbled, fingers fiddling with the frilly fabric of your skirt. Your gaze shot down to the floor in embarrassment, as you practically felt his eyes burn two holes into the fabric that barely covered your legs. 

 “Uhm- hi… kitten,” he finally managed to pull himself together, leaning against the doorframe. You caught glimpses of the room behind him. It was bustling with staff and some of his members, as everyone was busy preparing the tracks for their new album. “What are you… doing here so late at night?” 

 Your focus landed on his hand, which was gripping the side of the door. Veins popping from exertion, he was doing his best to hold himself together at that moment. Then you noticed how he tilted to the side a bit, seemingly hiding the sight of you from the rest of everyone who was just behind him in the studio. 

 Shrugging, you offered him a tiny, soft smile. “I don’t know… Just wanted to surprise you, that’s all.” You began, a frown already overtaking your face as the realization dawned on you that you might be a bother to him while he was working. “Sorry, did I come at a bad time? I can-”

 “No- no.” He suddenly blurted out in a frantic voice. Throat bobbing up and down as you watched him physically fight the urge to not lunge right at you. “You’re never a nuisance, baby…” Then he was moving, stepping forward only slightly and reaching out to tuck a few strands of loose hair behind your ear. The feeling of his long digits brushing across your cheek sent shivers down your spine. “It’s just that, I’m super fucking busy right now, and I’d hate for you to sit around here without getting the… proper attention that you deserve.” 

 The 'attention' that he was talking about was not the innocent one. You could tell by the way his eyes sparkled under the faint lights of the studio - brewing with so many tamped wants and desires. You could tell from his jaw, that ticked painfully tight at the mention of you sticking around in such an outfit, for everyone to see. 

 Just then you hauled out the carton of coffees that you had been hiding behind your back, presenting them to your boyfriend with a wide grin plastered on your face. “It’s okay, I understand… I thought you guys could use these while you work. It’ll help bring your spirits up.” Minho stared down at the coffees you had ordered from a nearby coffee shop. 

 For a moment, he just froze there, looking at the Americanos. Then, he was gently taking them from your hands with soft eyes that never failed to make your heart melt. “Thanks, dollface… I’ll be sure to hand these out to the guys.” 

 “Well, I should let you get back to work, I know you have a long night ahead of you…” You started, leaning into him and pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek. “I’m gonna hang out at that cafe just down the road for a little bit, then I’ll head home.” 

 As you began to tug away from him, Minho’s free hand shot out and clutched at your hip. Fingers digging into the skin there desperately, he pressed you close to his form. “Please- don’t go to that cafe tonight.” 

 Staring up at him, you rose an eyebrow in question. “Why not?” You asked, noticing the way his eyes widened a little bit in desperation. His lips pressed together in a firm line, cheeks blooming with a slight flush as he gaped down at you. 

 “I- it’s… it’s too late- not safe for you to stay out alone,” he gave your lips a soft kiss before he was tearing away from you again. You could see the furrow in his brows, and how hard he was fighting himself to have control over all of the urges that coursed through his mind just then. “Don’t want anything to happen to you. So go home and wait for me… I shouldn’t be too long at the studio tonight.” 

 You nodded gradually, flashing him an easy smile. “Okay, if you say so… just don’t work too late, okay?” You reached up, carding a few fingers through his shock of crimson-red hair. “I need you to come home with enough energy tonight.” 

 At that, he smirked wickedly, licking his lips with that perfect, pink tongue of his. “And why’s that, princess?” 

 “I think you know why…” 

 Before he could do - or say - anything else, you were dragging away from him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. 

 “I’ll see you later then?” Just then you purposefully dropped your keys on the floor. And as you bent down to retrieve them, you made sure your ass was in clear view of Minho. You rose, flashing him the matching white lacy panties that you had on peeking out just from underneath your skirt. “Bye, baby… love you.” You said as you turned around and offered him another tiny smile. 

 The look of utter desire he had on his face at that moment was unmatched by any other expression he had ever had in the past. His eyes widened for what felt the millionth time that night, but you didn’t let him say anything else, as you were already sauntering away, swinging your hips from side to side alluringly. 

 The night seemed to drag on painfully as you waited at home in your shared apartment for Minho to finish work. And when the sound of his keys at the front door finally rang out throughout the place, you were up in an instant, already in the entryway as he filed through the threshold of your apartment. You had taken off your white stockings soon after arriving home, hating the way the itchiness of the fabric irritated your skin.

 “Welcome home, baby.” You said, giving him a soft smile as he bent down and slipped off his shoes. 

 He stared up at you, gaze turning immediately dark as he once again took in your attire for the night. The shirt had rumpled since you had last seen him at the studio, and the skirt had risen a little bit more up your legs from your lounging on the living room couch. This resulted in you flashing him your white panties.

 You didn’t have any time to think or breathe or even speak, as within the next beat, Minho’s hands were wrapped around your waist, pushing you until your back hit the nearest wall. 

 His face neared your exposed neck, as his lips suckled on your jaw sweetly, teeth biting into your skin hungrily. When he drew back to take a shuttering breath, his mouth was already a little puffy from the violet bruises that he had given you in just the past few seconds. 

 “Fuck- I didn’t know how long I was gonna last at the studio tonight,” he murmured, dipping into you again and running his hot tongue over the length of your clavicle. “Every time I tried to focus on work, I’d lose myself in the thought of you - of you in this slutty little skirt. And fuck- I also came right there in front of everyone as I kept remembering how hot you looked like this.” 

 Minho’s hands were leaving your hips as he spoke the words in a low voice, fingers already finding their way under your skirt. Trailing up, up, up, he finally stopped when his palms came in contact with your asscheeks. 

 “I picked out the outfit just for you… saw it at the mall the other week, and I knew you had to see me in it,” You said, voice cutting off slightly as his nails dug into the flesh of your ass rather harshly. “Thought I’d surprise you at work after the long, hard week that you’ve had.”

 Minho kneaded either of your asscheeks, mouth hovering over yours as he stared down at you with lust taking over his eyes. You moaned into him at the feeling of him working you up so well- getting you so flustered without even doing that much, to begin with. 

 “You gonna be a good girl for me tonight, princess?” He purred seductively, tongue poking out between his two stunning red lips and tracing the line of yours. “Gonna let me fuck you in this pretty little skirt?” He swallowed down the strangled moans that threatened to leak out of you just then. “Gonna let me ruin it for you?” He suckled on your mouth, tongue pressing past your teeth and tasting you irrevocably. “Gonna let me have my way with you tonight, hmm?” 

 You were already a shaking mess beneath him, limbs going all melty and jello-like as he held you in his grasp. So close, yet not nearly close enough. “Y-Yeah, I’ll be your good girl… I wore this to please you, baby. I know how much you like these kinds of- outfits on me.” 

 Then without another word, Minho was moving. Hoisting you up into his arms and walking you across the apartment’s slick wooden floors. In no time at all, he was gently setting you down on the bed, as he took a seat just beside you. 

 “Come here and sit on daddy’s face, kitten.” 

 His command came out all gravelly and stern. He stared at you with beseeching eyes, cocking his head to the side as he watched your face transform. From one that was full of sensual mirth to downright horror. 

 “W-What?” You found yourself stammering out, a flush already creeping up your neck and pooling in your ears and cheeks. 

 Minho shrugged nonchalantly. Like him asking you to practically suffocate him with your thick thighs wasn’t that big of a deal. “You heard me, babydoll- want you to ride my face.” 

 You felt yourself dissolving onto the bed in embarrassment, the fears from years past already starting to creep into the corners of your mind. You thought you had gotten rid of them long ago, but as it turns out, the words your abusive ex had once told you continued to resonate in the back of your psyche for years afterward. 

 “I… I can’t, Min.” You said, shoulders slumping in defeat. The tears began to cloud at the rims of your eyes, as you started to recall all of the horrible things that your college ex had told you. About how you had ‘almost suffocated him’ with your heavy-set body the one time you tried to ride his face. He had constantly shamed you about your curvy physique. And even still, years later, the terrible things he’d tell you during and after sex continued to vibrate low in your soul. 

 There was a deafening silence that came over the entire room, and you saw the way Minho’s face dawned with recognition as he tried to fit the puzzle pieces together. You had told him about your ex before but had never gone too much into the specifics of everything. Especially when it came to sex. No, that shit was too embarrassing to ever bring to light again. 

 “Why… not?” He asked, tone quiet and wavering as he watched you crumble under the pain of remembrance. In the next breath, he was next to you, clasping your hands in his and trying to shake you out of your dazed stupor. “Baby- baby, listen to me. I’d never force you to do anything,” he began, raising your hands to his mouth and pressing kiss after soft kiss to your knuckles. “If you don’t wanna do something, that’s okay, darling. Just please, don’t cry, yeah?” 

 “But I want to do it!” You cried out, the tears blurring your vision and painting him out to be a red-haired splotch in the forefront of your mind. “It’s just- every time I think about it, I get so paralyzed with fear and I… then I suddenly can’t do it.” 

 Minho leaned into you, pushing a few gentle kisses to your lips. “It’s alright, kitten. There’s no rush for anything. You can take as long as you need.” 

 “I want to make you happy, Min.” You wailed, burying your face in the crook of his neck. One of his hands wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him as your shoulders shook with your sobs. 

 “I know baby, I know… but I’m not happy if you’re not happy.” 

 For a few minutes, you were completely silent. Letting the tears and emotions flow out of you like water. And your boyfriend Minho held you the entire time, offering up words of praise and love as his fingers gently stroked through your hair. 

 “It was… my ex, from college,” you finally found the courage to admit after a long bout of silence. Immediately upon mentioning him, Minho’s hand stopped moving in your hair. You felt him go completely still, as he waited for you to finish. “He… he was a real ass and- and he said some horrible things about my weight sometimes.” 

 “What’d he say, baby?” Minho asked, voice sounding strained as he did his best to hold back his anger for you. At your silence, he continued to rake his hands through your hair. “It’s okay, love- you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. All in your own time, yeah?” 

 You took in a deep breath, gulping in air as the memories from years past began to overtake you once again. “He said things like… I’d kill him if I sat on his face. Stuff like that,” you began, the shaking in your limbs beginning to come to a stop as you recalled everything. “And I guess… after a while, I just became so afraid that I never wanted to do something like that ever again.” 

 Minho pulled away from you then, grabbing ahold of either of your shoulders and squeezing there so that you stared up at him through your misty vision. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, baby- I can’t imagine how hard it was for you,” his thumbs gently danced underneath your eyes, wiping away your excess tears. “But I want you to know that I’d never tell you such things - I love you just the way you are, no matter what you look like, I’ll always love and adore you. 

 You nodded slowly, giving him a soft, genuine smile. The first one of the night. “Y-Yeah babe… I know you’d never do such a horrific thing. But like, I just wish I could get over that shit, ya know? Move on from it and all.” 

 “Well… what if I could help you overcome it?” 

 Staring up at him with wide eyes, you bit down hard on your bottom lip in thought, “H-How would you be able to do such a thing?” Your fingers began to fiddle with the short hemline of your skirt. The white satin bows at your sides brushed against your nails, the soft material soothing your racing heart somewhat. “I don’t know if-”

 “You trust me, yeah?” Minho started then, cutting off your nonsensical ramblings that were charged with nervousness. At your nod, he was brushing some of your hair out of your face, offering you a grin that gradually tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Then let me take care of you… let me make it all better, hmm?”

 You gulped over the lump that was forming in your throat. Already, you could feel the wetness surge again between your legs, and you squirmed in his hold. One of your boyfriend’s hands tore away from your waist, traveling up the back of your calf and landing on your exposed knee. 

 He pressed into you, his muscular chest rising and falling against your bosom which was barely covered by your tiny shirt. “Can I take off your panties, darling?” He purred soothingly against the shell of your ear, the sound of his deep, gravelly voice shooting a bout of shivers down the length of your spine. “Can you let me make you feel good tonight, kitten?” 

 “Y-Yes,” you found yourself mumbling quietly, nodding frantically as you felt your heart pound against your ribcage. “P-Please… help me forget about it all, daddy.” 

 Minho peered down at you, a sardonic kind of smirk blooming across his mouth, “That’s my good girl,” his hand moved away from your knee then, traveling up, up, up, and stopping at your inner thigh. “So pliant- such a good listener too,” he continued to praise you, fingers skating over your clothed core as he made his way towards your panties. “Makes me wanna give you everything you ever wanted, hmm…” His fingers danced along the edge of your panties waistband before he was languidly dragging them down your legs, and finally throwing them off to the side. 

 “P-Please, daddy,” you whimpered up at him, the tears brimming in your eyes again, but for entirely different reasons. You were sitting perched in his lap atop your shared bed, giving him a pleading stare and asking - begging - for him to do more, just with your whines alone. “Can you give it to me? Please, I’ve been so good…” 

 “Hmm…” He mused out loud, tapping a lone finger against his chin in thought. You felt his hand come between your legs again, cupping your warmth there. “I don’t know- do you think a good girl shows up to her boyfriend’s workplace dressed like a shameless whore?” His fingers traced around the edges of you, toying with your pussy lips and making you lose your fucking mind from the teasing of it all. 

 You cried out in agonizing bliss, moving against him just a little bit so that there was some friction between your legs. “I-I wanted to please you, daddy… everything was for you.”

 Minho flashed you a slight, playful frown, the light in his eyes burning with desire and fiery passion. “And look at you now… all hot and worked up and soaking wet, but with no respite in sight.” He cooed in that baby voice that he always used on you whenever he was feeling especially commanding in bed. “But you want daddy to play with your pussy- want me to fuck you wide open with my cock, even after everything you’ve done tonight…” He smirked down at you imploringly, like he seriously couldn’t believe you had dared to visit him at the company dressed up as you were. “You’re definitely a big dreamer, I’ll give you that.” 

 Before you could say anything else, Minho was laying back down on the mattress again, propping his head atop a downy pillow. You gaped at him, squirming in your spot beside him as you felt your arousal drip down your legs.

 Minho rose an eyebrow your way then, “Well, what are you waiting for?” He motioned with his head for your to draw closer to him, and you slowly began to make your way to his side. “If you’re good- you might just get daddy’s cock tonight… so don’t act up like a brat, yeah?” 

 The blood rushed through your veins wildly then, as you shifted on the bed and threw a leg around him. Carefully, you positioned yourself over his face. It was quite a rare sight- to have Minho be underneath you, flashing you that wicked smirk and studying you with those lust-filled eyes. 

 “Do whatever you have to do to make yourself feel good, babydoll,” he coached in that whispery voice of his. The one he always used on you whenever he was trying to soothe you through your fifth orgasm of the night. “And if I die from suffocation of your pussy, I’d die a happy fucking man.” 

 His words set you into action and cast a light film of red fiery passion over your mind. In no time at all you were lowering yourself down on his face. 

 The moment you made contact, you were already a moaning mess. With his sharp nose pressing up into your clit, and his lips offering your cunt sweet kisses, your eyes immediately rolled into the back of your head. It felt so fucking good - everything felt so much better than you had imagined. 

 As his tongue dipped into you, lapping at your taste, you frantically ripped off your shirt, stripping yourself of your white lace bralette. At this, Minho stopped for a breath, his eyes hooded and swimming with shadows. 

 “See? You’d never kill me with just your thighs alone,” he mused, his voice rumbling against your cunt and making you yelp out in oversensitivity. One of his hands fell away from your hips, rising up to cup one of your breasts. “More like, you’d kill me with these beautiful fucking tits.” 

 With one hand, you were holding onto his head, threading fingers through his crimson locks as he got back to work between your legs. Meanwhile, your other palm was busy pressing against his, guiding his fingers as they traced across your chest, pinching and toying with your swollen peak there. 

 You ground against his face the whole time, head thrown back in pure bliss as the vilest of sounds fled from your mouth. With his nose buried against your throbbing clit, and his tongue thrusting into you with every other breath, you were quickly approaching your release. 

 “Fuck- you taste so fucking amazing, wish I could eat you every single day.” He mumbled against you. His lips sucked on you like you were the best lollipop he had ever had, the lewd sounds he was making casting across the entire dimly lit bedroom in sensuality. 

 “I-I’m gonna come-” You cried out desperately, chasing your high as you rode his face at a frantic pace. At your confession, Minho’s nails dug into the skin at your hips, fingers relentlessly toying with your breast as he delved with a renewed kind of vigor into your essence. 

 Your orgasm came over you in a blinding flash of whiteness, casting galaxies across your vision as Minho helped you ride out the wave of release. Your entire body melted against him, and just as you were slipping into the headiness of blissful weightlessness, your boyfriend was moving from underneath you. 

 Grabbing onto your hips, he was flipping your positions. And in the next breath, he was towering over you, leaning in and threading a few fingers into your hair. He pulled at the roots there, making you whine out in slight pain. The harshness forced your eyes open, and your gazes locked.

 “Now… I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll completely forget about that asshole from your college days,” he growled, his anger about your past abusive ex unbidden. It shined through in the way a dark look cast over his entire face. His lips attached to yours, as he sucked the breath right out of your lungs. 

 “D-Daddy… please, need your dick so fucking much,” you clawed out to him in your blurry vision, still cresting over your previous orgasm. Your hands wound behind his neck, holding his face close to yours as your kiss turned frantic - tongue against tongue, teeth clashing together. You tasted yourself on him, and the dirtiness of it all only made the pool of energy in your core grow deeper. 

 Minho yanked away from your lips, a string of saliva stretching taught between the two of you. With his strong, big hands, he grabbed ahold of either of your legs and pushed them apart. “Open wide for me, kitten… wanna see your tight little pussy as I stretch you open with my cock.” 

 You moaned wildly at his words, watching with shallow breath as he rid himself of his baggy sweatpants and black briefs. When he neared you on the bed again, you felt your heartbeat thump inside your ear. 

 “N-No condom?” You asked, voice coming out raspy from all of the cries and moans that you had been doing that night. 

 Minho stared down at you, as his weight dipped the mattress underneath you. He drew close to your frame that was splayed out of the bed haphazardly, still in your short skirt that had risen your waist exponentially. 

 “Nah- gonna fuck you raw tonight,” he began, just as he reached out to you, hand finding that same spot between your legs. Then he was drawing shapes against your puffy clit, index finger dipping into your entrance. “Gonna bust this tiny pussy wide open with my seed.” 

 You swallowed over the groan that wanted to escape from you then. And then the breath was completely caught in your throat, as Minho guided his cock through your folds. Your entire body shuddered at the feeling of it all, and you stared down between you, anticipating everything. 

 In the next beat, he was ramming into you. As soon as he sunk in, bottoming out, he set a hellish pace. Skin slapping against skin, he thrusted in and out. Already you were beginning to move up the bed, screaming out in mindless bliss. 

 “Holy shit- you’re so fucking hot, babygirl,” Minho purred lowly, as his hands gripped onto your waist, guiding you up and down on his cock with each pound of his hips, “Makes me wanna ruin you so much… you’d like that, yeah? Getting fucked over by my cock- bet it’d make you go all crazy and shit.” 

 “Mhm-” You groaned in a loud voice, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as his dick pressed into that gooey spot inside of you. His thumb ghosted over your clit, dragging you back across the cliffside of orgasm faster than you had thought. “Want you to ruin me, daddy… fuck me til I’m crying.” 

 As soon as you felt one of his hands travel up your sternum, stopping at one of your breasts, your eyes were shooting open. His fingers toyed with you, pulling and twisting your pert bud. “Oh, don’t worry, kitten,” he said, words trailing off as he pressed you so far into the bed with his rutting alone that you swore you saw the heavens cast over your mind. “I know how much of a cockwhore you are- how much of a slut you are, for dressing up so provocatively at my work- so I’m gonna give it to you nice and good… gonna have you screaming my name, mind all fuzzy and thoughts gone as I pump you full of my cum.” 

 Your eyes locked after that, and the spark that had been lit deep inside of your heart the moment you laid eyes upon Minho burned brighter. Because you knew that no matter what, he’d always love you. 

 And no amount of weight gain, or weight loss, was going to change that. 

 He was always going to be there for you, 

 Helping you survive through all of the pain and memories, 

 Guiding you on the pathway of forgetfulness, 

 Wiping your mind of all the heartbrokenness in just the right way. 

Fin.

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