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[smuttybronde]

Peppermint Hot Chocolate

Summery: Taehyung doesnt like being teased back. When you get a small revenge he decides to take his teasing further while eating at his favorite restaurant. And it all starts with an order of Peppermint Hot Chocolate.

Warning: Exhibitionism, Minor food play, slight dirty talk

A/N: As soon as I heard that Hot chocolate was Taehyung’s favorite drink I knew I had to involve it in a smut. This is for @bangtan-bookclub ‘s December challenge. Enjoy!

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the sound of Taehyung attempting- and failing- to suppress his laughter. The second thing I noticed was a tickling sensation across my face. Upon opening my eyes I could clearly see Taehyung’s face hovering over mine, his hand gliding a feather across my face, “What the heck.” I asked, voice still raspy with sleep.

Now that I was awake, Taehyung let himself roar with laughter, “I can't believe it actually worked! Your face was priceless!” He said, talking between giggles, “Your face just-“ He scrunched his nose and opened his mouth wide, mocking the look before you’re about to sneeze.

I put my hands on his shoulders, pulling him down so that he was closer to my face. I gave him a flirty look and he closed his eyes beginning to lean in for a kiss. Instead of connecting our lips however, I blew my morning breath into his face. Taehyung flinched, “Yuck! That's gross!” I peppered kisses across his face, making sure to cover every inch with saliva, “Your breath stinkssss!” He whined as he pulled away. He wiped his wet face, cringing. I planted a big kiss on his lips before swinging my legs off the bed and walking to the bathroom.

I shrugged smugly, “Karma’s a bitch.” I picked up a hairbrush and began to tug through the knots in my hair. After most of the tangles were gone I picked up my toothbrush and turned on the sink, putting it under the water. I squeezed out some toothpaste, placed it under running water a second time and then began to brush my teeth, “Heh Tae!” I said through a mouthful of toothpaste.

“Huh?” He yelled.

“Do yu want ta ge brekfes?”

“What?” He asked. I heard the bed creak as he lifted himself off the bed. He poked his head inside the bathroom. I spit out the toothpaste and put the toothbrush under the water, cleaning it. I placed it back in the holder and turned to look at my boyfriend.

“Breakfast?”

“Sounds good.” He replied, walking into the bedroom and beginning to change out of his pajamas, “It's cold today so dress warm.” He warned.

I walked back into the bedroom, sifting through the clothes in my closet before deciding to just wear a sweater dress with some long socks. Taehyung looked over as he pulled his jeans up his legs, “Cute.”

“Thanks, im too lazy to put on pants.” I replied, smiling cheekily and grabbing my purse. I slipped on some ankle boots and looked over at my boyfriend, “Are you ready?” He slipped a shoe on and then another.

“Yup.” He said, making his way towards the door. I followed after him, locking it behind us. We started to walk towards our usual restaurant, holding hands in an attempt to keep them warm.

Once we walked through the door we were almost immediately seated. We had a spot that the employee’s almost always kept open for us. It was a small booth in a corner where there was just enough room for us to sit next to each other. As I slid into the booth I sighed in relief, what would I do without heaters?

The restaurant looked different than last week. The turkeys were replaced by reindeer, fake leaves replaced with fake pine trees and cotton snow. Christmas lights were twinkling behind Taehyung’s head, reflecting off his hair. The waitresses and waiters had tiny elfs sewn onto their green and red aprons.

“What do you want to eat and drink today, guys?” Our waiter asked, smiling kindly. At this point we came so often that Jongsuk practically knew our orders by heart unless we changed for the day.

“French toast and peppermint hot chocolate, please.” I smiled.

“Bacon or sausage today?” The waiter asked.

“Hmmm. Bacon.”

“And you, Taehyung?”

“Two blueberry pancakes and a normal hot chocolate. I’ll have fruit on the side.” He replied happily. Jongsuk nodded, walking away. After he left Taehyung turned to me.

“Peppermint hot chocolate? What's gotten into you?” He gasped, as if ashamed by my actions.

“I needed something new, something exciting.” I answered, acting similarly dramatic. There was a pause before we both burst out into laughter, “You’re an idiot.” I laughed. My boyfriend nodded his head, accepting it.

Soon Jongsuk came back with two steaming cups of hot chocolate in his hands. We thanked him before he rushed to a different table to take more orders. Too impatient to wait, I went ahead and took a sip of the dink, jerking back as it burned my tongue and successfully spilling it on my lap. I hissed, “Ow- fuck!”

“Oh my god!” Taehyung yelped, moving into action immediately, patting my lap with napkins. I got some as well and wiped the drink off my chin. In the midst of cleaning the mug I felt Taehyung slide my dress further up my legs and slip his hands under it.

“Tae!” I gasped, reaching down to pull his hands away.

“It bled through!” He argued, “Your thighs will be sticky!” I let out a sigh, letting him clean my legs as I made sure no one was watching. This would definitely look bad if anyone saw. I bit my lips as his hand moved higher up.

I looked over at my boyfriend and he glanced back, smiling mischievously. I was confused at the look before realizing that he had set the napkins aside and his fingers were slowly pulling the crotch of my underwear to the side.

“We’re in public.” I warned, jolting as the pads of his fingers came in contact with my lips. He slipped a digit between them, rubbing slightly. All my breath left my lungs. I had never even thoght about exhabitionism none the less doing it.

“That's why you need to be quiet- Are you already wet?” He was grinning as I glared at him. He went in for a seemingly chaste peck on my mouth but made sure to slyly run his tongue over my lips.

The second he began to pull away he slipped a finger inside of my heat. I moaned in surprise and he tsked, “You’re too loud. Do you want us to get caught?”

The thought if getting caught doing this in my favorite breakfast place was mortifying and I felt myself clench around his fingers. For some reason the fear made my hips buck slightly into his hands, pushing his finger deeper inside of me.

I reached for my hot chocolate, hoping that the drink would distract me; but as soon as my fingers curled inside the mug, his thumb brushed against my clit. I bit back a moan, gripping the cup tightly, “How did you sleep last night?” He asked casually. I stared daggers at him as he tried to hold back a laugh.

“I slept fine.” I hissed, whimpering slightly.

“Don't be mean, im just asking a question.” He scolded, curling a finger inside of me and pressing harder on my clit. I let out a moan but bit it back as soon as it came out. I looked around, trying to see if anyone had noticed what was going on. Everyone was focused solely on conversation and food.

I grabbed his wrist, knowing that the closer I got to my climax the louder I would get. Taehyung simply told me not to worry as he kept pressing his long fingers into me. I brought the mug I been gripping tightly up to my lips and quickly gulped some down, sending heat down my throat.

My boyfriend looked at me with an amused expression. He slipped in a second finger insideof me as he picked up another napkin, wiping the corner of my lips, “You’re such a mess.” He laughed, but I could see his eyes were dark with lust.

I cried out, grinding my hips against his thumb. His hand was perfectly slick, enhancing the feeling and making it easier to move. He curled his fingers perfectly.

Taehyung took a swig of his own hot chocolate, “The hot chocolate is good as always.”

“Mine is better.” I panted, leaning my head on his shoulder. He was sending bolts of lightning through my body and I felt weak.

“I wish I could fuck you right now.” He muttered under his breath, “Or at least eat you out.” His words made me moan again. The wet sound of his fingers pressing into me mixed with my pants echoed in our ears.

“Tae, it's too loud, they can hear!” I whined, squirming on his hand.

“Let them hear, baby.” His fingers pistoned into me and I had to bite my lip to restrain myself from screaming. His fingers were too much at once and in the end I couldn't stop myself from crying out. I saw someone’s head turn, eyes glancing at us in confusion. At the sight of a random person looking at me I flushed a dark color of red. Tae turned his head so that he could whisper in my ear, “Is someone looking at you? You should hurry up then, baby. Cum for me, sweetheart.”

My release was white hot fire and I dug myself into the space between his neck and shoulder, biting down on the skin to muffle my sounds. He continued to curl his fingers in me for a few more seconds, the sensitivity drawing out my release.

Taehyung slipped his fingers out of my heat and tugged my dress back down. I kept my head on his shoulder as tried to calm my racing heart. Taehyung smiled brightly as the waiter came over holding our food, “Here you go, one french toast and one pancake.” Jongsuk said, setting our food down.

He looked at us weird, noticing my flushed face and fast breathing. Taehyung brought a soaked finger to his fruit, picking up a grape and sliding it in his mouth, making sure to subtly slip his fingers in his mouth. He moaned at the taste of the fruit mixed with me release. The waiter nodded seeing that we were happy with the food and walked away.

I lifted my head, shakily picking up the bottle of syrup and drizzling it over my food, “What was that for.” I asked, dazed.

Taehyung stole my peppermint hot chocolate, taking a sip of it with a smirk, “You said you wanted something new and exiting.” He took another sip of my drink before setting it down, “This hot chocolate is really good, we should always get this one.”

[bangtan-bookclub]

Laughing until your eyes tear up, arguing over who gets shotgun, and a slew of karaoke in the oddest places is one hell of a trip when it’s with our boys.

this month’s theme is vacation.

smut ✗     |     angst ☁     |     fluff ♡     |     death/drugs/horror ⚠

✎ KIM SEOKJIN

are you happy now? by xiujaemin | ♡ ☁ | jinmin

Seokjin goes on a road trip with his friends and ends up with his first heartbreak.

✎ MIN YOONGI

down by the lake by @daegusoftboys | ☁

“When the house gets too quiet I just sit by the water and try to not think about anything at all. It doesn’t really work most of the time though.”

hot! hot! by @1seu | ♡ | yoonkook

“Stop glaring at me. I didn’t know it was going to be like this or I would have given the tickets to someone else.”

Jungkook. Jungkook and his freakish luck and Yoongi and his careless mouth.

take it or leave it by syubnugget | ♡ ✗ | namgi

“Don’t look now, but it’s your archenemy, the Rap Monster.”

Yoongi groans. “Jesus christ, Taehyung, that name is lame enough without you adding ‘archenemy’ before it.”

✎ JUNG HOSEOK

falling into you by bugarungus | ♡ ☁ | namseok

“I'm not saying I don't want to go, I just don’t understand why I have to go alone.”

“Because it’s a singles cruise, Hobi. I’m not single, Taehyung isn’t single, Yoongi isn’t single. You’re the only one. Besides, don’t you think it would be a little strange to go on a singles cruise with a friend? Even if the friend is taken. Especially if the friend is taken.”

✎ KIM NAMJOON

take it or leave it by syubnugget | ♡ ✗ | namgi

“Don’t look now, but it’s your archenemy, the Rap Monster.”

Yoongi groans. “Jesus christ, Taehyung, that name is lame enough without you adding ‘archenemy’ before it.”

travelogue with a frat boy by ginforink | ✗ ♡ | namkook

Namjoon meets a cute study-abroad student in a tiny tourist town beneath the mountains.

falling into you by bugarungus | ♡ ☁ | namseok

“I'm not saying I don't want to go, I just don’t understand why I have to go alone.”

“Because it’s a singles cruise, Hobi. I’m not single, Taehyung isn’t single, Yoongi isn’t single. You’re the only one. Besides, don’t you think it would be a little strange to go on a singles cruise with a friend? Even if the friend is taken. Especially if the friend is taken.”

✎ PARK JIMIN

are you happy now? by xiujaemin | ♡ ☁ | jinmin

Seokjin goes on a road trip with his friends and ends up with his first heartbreak.

tell me about forever by softjimin | ♡ ☁ ✗ | vmin

In which idiot best friends are in love and Jeongguk is a helpful asshole.

✎ KIM TAEHYUNG

peppermint hot chocolate by @smuttybronde | ✗ ♡

Taehyung doesnt like being teased back. When you get a small revenge he decides to take his teasing further while eating at his favorite restaurant. And it all starts with an order of Peppermint Hot Chocolate.

requite by @minigguk | ♡

To be clear, this is not an unrequited love. It is the gradual fall in which two best friends find themselves on a journey, navigating the waters of uncertainty on their very first, official date. 

tell me about forever by softjimin | ♡ ☁ ✗ | vmin

In which idiot best friends are in love and Jeongguk is a helpful asshole.

✎ JEON JUNGKOOK

the lake house by @versigny | ♡ ☁

There is no universe in which seeing your childhood-sort-of-best-friend-Jeon-Jeongguk for the first time in six years at your family’s shared vacation house is simple. But maybe, just maybe, you can make this awkward Christmas miracle work.

hot! hot! by @1seu | ♡ | yoonkook 

“Stop glaring at me. I didn’t know it was going to be like this or I would have given the tickets to someone else.”

Jungkook. Jungkook and his freakish luck and Yoongi and his careless mouth.

travelogue with a frat boy by ginforink | ✗ ♡ | namkook

Namjoon meets a cute study-abroad student in a tiny tourist town beneath the mountains.

[smuttybronde]

My Perfect Psycho Pt. 1

Summery: Shin Hoseok was a legend, a genius, charmer, and kind hearted person but what happens when he is really the serial killer Wonho? 

Warning: Killer! Au, Blood, Death, Dirty talk, Knife play

A/N: This was so much fun to write!

Shin Hoseok was undoubtedly beautiful. His body was tall and lithe, covered in smooth muscles that you could sometimes see over his shirt. His straight teeth were covered by perfectly plump lips. His ears dipped out slightly, slimming his already angular face. His jawline was naturally sharp, adding to his beautiful profile. His eyebrows were full but not overwhelming in any way. And god his eyes. They were formed half moons when he laughed or smiled, melting anyone who could see. When he didn't smile they pointed up slightly, giving him a cat-like eye- not that I was looking at him, of course.

Hoseok was charming. With the help of one sweet smile anyone would comply to whatever he wanted- male or female. In no way was he pushy about it, he was kind and bashful when he asked favors.

Hoseok was powerful. With a slight tilt to his lips and a seductive look in his eyes he could make the most respectable person fall to their knees, begging. He didn't even have to speak.

Hoseok was smart. Since he was young Hoseok had always been considered a genius. His IQ and problem solving skills earned him spots in articles and any job he desired. This fame didn't make him slack however, if anything it only made him work harder.

You could say he was the perfect man, everything anyone could ever want. So why would a man who could have anything he desired at his fingertips in an instant be a killer? Perhaps it's because a life was the only thing that he couldn't have with total ease. Perhaps he enjoyed seeing someone look at him with something other than admiration. Maybe playing cat and mouse with the police gave him a sick satisfaction. Because he was too smart and needed a challenge- a game that allowed no room for mistake. Maybe his parents were abusive- or too nice. Maybe it was as simple as a dysfunction in the orbitofrontal cortex.

He was a co worker of mine but we had never spoken out of a respectful ‘hello’ while passing each other. I knew of him of course, it was hard not to when everyone in the office cooed over how untouchable and attractive he was. He was a very friendly person, talking to anyone who started a conversation. He never showed romantic interest in anyone in the office however, no matter who threw themselves at him. This only spurred everyone's interest, hoping they could be the one to date the Shin Hoseok.

You can imagine my surprise when our resident untouchable was on a date with a girl, whispering closely into her ear as she flushed a bright red. I was intrigued at the thought of our ‘ethereal Adonis’ who hadn't shown attraction to the world's most attractive and rich people being on a date with a seemingly ordinary person. These thoughts were disrupted when I looked into his coal eyes.

It wasn't admiration in his eyes or love. They were calm, cold, and collected. He was scrutinizing her every move, observing her like a lab rat. She didn't seem to notice past his facade, however, far too busy fawning over his looks.

I turned away from the couple, stopping by a food stand and ordering a few things to eat at home. Work was hard and I was far to exhausted to cook and too hungry to skip dinner. I handed the woman my money and thanked her before walking in the direction of home. After walking for a few minutes I spotted Hoseok with his arm slung around his dates waist.

They walked for a while through the winding roads of my neighborhood, the girl giggling loudly. Hoseok paused by a street light and turned her to face him. She smiled brightly as he slowly leaned in to kiss her. Voyeuristic as it may seem, I couldn't look away.

So there I stood, watching silently as she closed her eyes and victorious smile crept onto Hoseoks lips. He leaned in so their noses brushed together. Instead of his mouth, his hand covered her lips. The girl brows furrowed slightly in confusion as she began to open her eyes.

The way the knife tore into the soft tissue of her skin was as fast as lightning and smoother than I would care to admit. I gasped but quickly closed my mouth and hid behind a corner, hot tears welling in my eyes. I peeked back, my heart repeatedly slamming into my chest.

Her eyes and mouth were open wide as she attempted to scream. Hoseoks hands latched on tighter, muffling the noise. He quickly slashed at her jugular as she looked at him pleadingly.Her eyes slowly drained of light as she slumped to the ground, dead.

I couldn't help but let out a loud sob, making Hoseok to jerk around. I dropped my food and bolted, hearing the sounds of his feet padding after me. I took the shortcuts to my house, running faster than I ever had before.

I unlocked my door, hands shaking badly as I darted inside. I closed the door quickly but quietly and locked it behind me. My hands reached for my phone, dialing 911 but hesitating.

Who would believe that Shin Hoseok was a killer? He would charm his way out of a police investigation or come up with an alibi. He was a genius. Tonight was a mistake on his part. He hadn't looked around and the both of us were facing the consequences.

I threw my phone across the room, tears streaming down my face as I hiccuped. The scene played in my head like a record, blood splattering onto the ground. I darted to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time for my stomach to spill it's contents inside the porcelain. I collapsed against the floor, weeping.

I put my hand over my mouth- much like Hoseok did to the girl- and screamed in anguish.

I walked into work, utterly exhausted from my lack of sleep and terrified at the idea of being recognized by the beautiful killer.

I walked briskly through the halls, trying to hurry to my desk where I was safe- well safer at least. A hand grasped my wrist and I jumped, freezing in place. A minute in the office and I was already caught.

I turned around to see Hoseok smiling curiously at me, “Why are you walking so fast?” He questioned, furrowing his brows playfully. Last night flashed behind my eyelids, causing me to flinch.

“I- I have a l-lot of work to do today and I drank lots of coffee so i’m jittery,” I lied, slowly pulling out of his grip. He nodded before smiling blindingly.

“Well have a good day!” I did my best to smile back at him. I muttered back that he should too and scurried away nervously. I was sitting in my cubicle, attempting to calm myself when my boss walked by.

“Are you okay?” He asked, resting a sweaty hand on my shoulder.

“I'm fine.” I gave him a pinched smile in return but he didn't seem to notice. He gave me a pat on the back.

“I would hate for you to feel sick.” He added, looking sympathetic. I nodded quickly, hoping he could leave so I could bury myself in work. He sauntered to his office and I sighed in relief, slamming my forehead down on the wood of my desk.

I was sitting on the couch, attempting to engross myself in a good book when a knock sounded at the door. I stood up set my book aside before walking to the door and opening it, expecting a friend, instead peering into the dark eyes of Shin Hoseok. My eyes widened with shock but I composed myself, “Hoseok, what are you doing here?” I asked, faking a smile.

“You left your bag at the office and I thought you would need it. I thought I would bring it to you.” He explained kindly.

“Thank you.” I replied, taking my bag back. I moved to close the door but he wedged his foot in so I couldn't.

“It's rude not to even offer me coffee after coming all the way over here.” He said, frowning. I hesitantly opened the door and he pushed his way inside. I remained by the door for a minute before closing it reluctantly.

Hoseok was sitting on the couch when I turned around, waiting patiently for his coffee. I forced another smile before walking into the kitchen and beginning to make the coffee. It's times like this I wish I had cyanide handy to slip into his drink. I knew for a fact that I couldn't overpower the man or outsmart him. My only option was to feign innocence and hope would leave.

I poured the coffee into a mug and walked back into the living room. Hoseok looked up from his phone and placed it back in his pocket, “Thank you.” he said gratefully. I moved to set down the drink but my shaky hands caused it to spill slightly, the hot liquid stinging my hands.

Hoseok gasped, “Are you okay?” he took my hand in his own and observed it for burn marks. My heart fluttered slightly but I played it off as being nervous. It's only to be expected while a devilishly handsome serial killer is touching you. I slowly pulled my hand out of his, cradling it slightly.

“It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much.” I assured him, sitting down in a chair. Hoseok frowned, taking a sip of his coffee. I licked my lips, hurriedly thinking of an excuse. His eyes followed my tongue, lingering on my lips for a second

“You seem very nervous. Am I scary?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

“I haven't had a guy alone with me in my house before. It's nerve racking.” Hoseok took another sip of coffee. He stood up and circled the chair I was sitting in, pretty fingers trailing across the sides.

“I know that you know.” He whispered into my ear, plush lips brushing against the lobe. I bolted up from the chair and ran to the door but before I could reach it Hoseok slammed me into a wall, pinning my hands above my head, “That was rude.” he chided.

Fearful tears welled in my eyes, “I won't tell anyone, I swear I won't!” I promised. The man tsked in disapproval, his lips trailing over my neck and his breath tickling my ear. My breath stuttered at the close proximity.

“I know, Babygirl.” He said, kissing my neck. I held in the urge to moan, closing my eyes and soaking in the pleasure, “It wasn't even hard to find out it was you. You brought the same bag you wore last night to work this morning and you were acting very suspicious. I decided to search your address and when I did I realized that you lived in the same area I was in last night.”

“I said I won't tell anyone so just go.” I panted, heat pooling in my stomach. This was wrong- this was so fucking wrong. He licked a stripe on the underside of my my jaw and sucked on the skin just below my ear.

“You like this don't you, Babygirl? Does being powerless like this turn you on?” Hoseok asked, nipping at my ear.

“No.” I denied, trying my hardest to keep my composure. He bucked against my hips, causing a whine to escape my throat.

“Don't lie.” Hoseok growled, grinding against my clothed heat and making me moan. “Do you want to know why I didn't talk to you as much as the others? Huh?” He bit the juncture between my neck and my shoulder, “It's because I would either have to fuck you or kill you.” Wonho admitted, no guilt reflecting in his eyes, “But you're just too pretty not to sink my cock into.”

I gushed- quite literally- at his words. Why would such a comment from a serial killer fluster me this much? Why was I turned on? Maybe I wasn't a normal person either.

The tall psychopath pressed his lips on mine and began to kiss me hard. He tasted like coffee. Despite enjoying the sensation I refused to kiss back. This was wrong. I shouldn't kiss back.

Wonho made a noise of displeasure. He pushed my wrists against each other so he could keep them in one hand. He took his now free hand and grabbed my jaw, squeezing it. As the seconds went by he pressed his fingers harder and harder until I gave in.

Hoseok pulled away, grinning as he ran his tongue over his teeth, “You do like it, don't you, Babygirl?” He pulled me in for another kiss, free hand slipping around my waist and pulling my body against him, his knee nudged between my legs.

Without noticing I began to grind slightly on the hard muscle of his thigh. Hoseoks tongue traced along my own, hot and precise in it's movements. His hands moved down and gripped my ass hard, pulling forward roughly so I was very aware that my clit was rubbing against his leg. He pulled away, eyes dark as hell and lips puffy.

I could feel my sanity slip away as I sunk into the delirium that was Shin Hoseok. He kissed along my neck to distract me, hands reaching into his pocket to slowly pull something out. Through the lust I could feel my heart stutter. He remained calm, licking a line along my neck and up to my ear, “Don't worry, Baby girl, you’re safer with me than anyone else.” He promised, nipping at my ear. I took a deep breath, making Hoseok smile at my lack of disapproval. He gripped the top of my dress shirt and let the knife slide through it with minimum effort. My stomach was burning with nerves.

Once finished, Hoseok set the shredding fabric aside to admire my bra. He licked his lips and cut the middle of it, pulling it off my arms and throwing it, “We’ll buy you more lingerie tomorrow.” He looked at my chest in admiration, “You look so delicious.” He growled, leaning forward to lick along the line between my boobs. I felt tingles travel between my legs. If only he moved a little bit more in either direction. He looked up at me, panting slightly.

“If I take my hand off your wrist will you be good?” He rasped. I nodded enthusiastically, craving him. He let go slowly and I let my hands fall, feeling the soreness from his grip still ghosting on my wrists. His fingers traced over the swell of my breasts. I took in an unsteady breath as the tips of his fingers trailed delicately over my nipples before his lips fell on one.

A whimper fell from my lips as his tongue ran over a nipple. He pulled away and did the same thing to the other but this time he bit it lightly. My hips bucked against the air, “Hoseok!” I cried.

“Call me Wonho, Baby girl,” He instructed, licking a fat stripe over the nipple he bit, “you're special.” I recalled the name even in my haze. How could I not when it was always in the news twenty four- seven. He was a serial killer who didn't discriminate between gender or race. The police were asking for leads constantly because they had none. My thought process shattered as one of his hands cupped my heat, thumb digging into my clit. It was hard to care about morals when I couldn't even remember my name. I would think about this later, I decided. He pressed harder against the nerves and I moaned loudly. Definitely later.

Wonho’s lips pressed against my throat, sucking and biting expertly. As a form of revenge I reached down to cup the front of his jeans, making him hiss and bite my neck harder in warning. As an extra precaution he grabbed my wrists again, slamming my back against the wall, “Be good.” The killer chided, snarling slightly.

He unbuttoned my pants and roughly tugged them down my legs, underwear following. Excitement rushed through my cells, growing as each second passed. Wonho lifted one of my legs and adjusted it on his shoulder as I panted from the sensation of his breath against me.

After what seemed like hours, his tongue finally slid through my folds, collecting my essence. Wonho moaned, savoring it, “You taste sinful, Babygirl.” He breathed huskily, “You tried to hide this from me, didn't you?” He said with another lick. I cried out, struggling to keep my hands pinned to the wall. If I kept my hands down I knew he would stop and hell if I would let him. He slid the muscle inside me, gathering more slick- which he gladly swallowed- before trailing up to my clit. His tongue nudged the bud tauntingly as I begged for him to do something more. His lips captured the pearl, sucking lightly as I keened, “Wonho!”

He smirked against me before moving my leg off his shoulder and standing once again, “Face the wall, sweetheart, you'll like this.” He said smugly. I did as he said, listening to the shuffling of his clothes as he stripped. Once the noises stopped I felt myself being pushed against the cold wall, boobs pressing against it.

I felt his cock nudge against my entrance, pushing into me. I moaned at the feeling of being full, being stretched open perfectly, his cock snug inside me. He slowly pulled out and pushed back in, angling his hips slightly, “And to think I haven't gone into that cubicle of your and fucked you where all your coworkers could hear.” Wonho rasped, hips agonizingly slow. It was hard to focus on his words when I was whining and trying to push back on his dick. Wonho kept me pushed against the wall, slowly fucking me, “I bet your boss would hate to watch you gripping my cock so pretty like this. He watches you. That's not going to work if your mine, Babygirl.” I nodded in hazy agreeance. If saying yes means he speeds up then i'll agree.

Wonho pulled out and I mewled, beginning to turn around, “Stay facing the wall!” He ordered, voice strict. His clothes rustled again and when he stood back up he slipped inside me once more. I sighed in satisfaction at the fullness as he began to rock into me at a pace faster than before. I looked back at him upon feeling something cool trace my back.

Trailing across my skin is a small knife, a different one from the murder, “Don't worry, it's only gonna hurt for a second. It'll be worth it.” He promised. I clenched my teeth and he pressed a hot kiss to my lips, pressing into the skin between my back dimples.

“Wonho…Can we just skip this?” I plead nervously. He gave me a reassuring smile and a kiss on my nose before he drew the knife closer to my skin.

“Trust me.”

I screamed out at the pain of his blade pressing into the flesh, tears streaming down my face instantly. He pressed hard enough to scar but not to cause significant damage. He peppered quick kissed across the expanse of my back and pushed himself into me harder, hoping the pleasure would ease the pain, “It's fine, it over.” He assured.

He tossed the knife aside so that it landed on his clothes, his breath stuttering before grasping my hips and began pounding into me. The burn of the cut remained and I could feel the hot blood trailing over my ass. The roughness of his thrusts edged away the sting and made the feeling of him more intense, “You're mine now, Babygirl, i've claimed you. No one can hurt you now.”

Hoseok pulled out and spun me around quickly, picking me up bridal style and walking to the couch. He layed me down on my stomach and I flipped over so I could look at him, “Ass up.” Wonho said.

“Okay.” I gulped, moving onto my stomach and pushing my ass closer to his and wiggling it. Excitement and blood dripped from me and onto the couch, “Hurry up!” I whined.

I heard the growl come from Wonho’s chest before I felt the smack of his hand, “You are not the one in control here. Don't order me around, Baby.” He warned with another hard smack on my ass.

“I’m sorry.” I moaned.

“You want me to fuck you?” Wonho hissed, getting on the couch and adjusting behind me. I nodded my head frantically, eyes welling with need. He pushed into me quickly and thrusted quickly into me, “You want me to pound into your cunt? Fine then.” He murmured, nails digging into my hips.

Despite the intense speed he knew exactly where to angle his hips for me to clench around him, “Moan louder for me.” He grunted, sweat gathering on his forehead. I let my moans loose and Wonho grinned at the noise. He loved knowing he could make me moan, scream, and cry in a way different from all the others. I moved my hips back to meet his so he could reach deeper inside my heat.

I cried out his name like a chant as I tried my hardest not to cum- cumming meant I had to face reality- but when Wonho leaned forward and ran his teeth down my spine, scraping the skin slightly. Once he reached the carving in my back he licked over it, tasting some of the blood and soothing the sting.

I turned around to look at him and moaned loudly. His hair covered parts of his face but I could see his obsidian eyes with ease. He pulled back up, lips stained slightly with red. I looked where the cuts were and felt myself clench around him. He carved W. H. into my back, marking me as his property.

That was all it took for me to clench around his cock and cum with a loud scream. My vision was spotted with dots as I came around him. The man behind me moaned as well, gripping my hips harder as he slammed into me. Now that he had taken care of me he could take care of himself.

I layed my head on the couch, panting and moaning as he continued to press into my heat. After rutting into me for a while and giving me another orgasm he finally released into me, streaks of cum coating the inside of me.

He pulled out and I burrowed into to couch so he had enough room to lay beside me. He fell next to me, a beautiful smile draped beautifully across his pink lips and satisfaction glazing his eyes.

Hoseok and I walked into work together the next morning, ignoring the stares of confused coworkers. I tried to distance myself from him slightly but he moved closer to me again, letting our hands brush together as we walked, “Why are you walking so close?” I whispered, pulling up my turtleneck. Damn hickeys.

“Because you’re cute.” He replied, loudly. Some of my coworkers gaped at the words, quickly texting on their phone. I sighed, letting Hoseok walk me to my cubicle. I sat down in my chair, setting down my purse and turning on my computer. I typed in my computer password, “Bye, Hoseok.” I said, still looking at the computer.

“No no no.” He chided, spinning my chair around. I made a sound of disapproval but before I could scold him he pressed his lips to mine, large hand cupping my jaw. I instantly melted into the kiss, forgetting where we were. Hoseok pulled away and smirked at me, kissing my cheek, “Bye, Babygirl.”

“Bye.” I replied, slightly woozy from the kiss. He sent a smirk behind me before walking away. Looking behind me I saw my boss, seething as he glared at the other man's retreating figure and the now exposed hickeys on my neck. Hoseok pulled my turtleneck down when we were kissing on purpose. I tugged my turtleneck up, flushing red as I turned my computer back on.

And that was how I began dating a serial killer.

[smuttybronde]

Nineteen

Genre- Smut

Group- Astro

Member- Moon Bin

Admin- Aussi

My nose wrinkled with distaste at the smell of sweat and alcohol. No one else seemed to be bothered by the fumes so I tried to ignore it. I was still unsure why I allowed myself to be dragged into this position, Jin Jin insisting that it was something I needed to experience. I could have gone to clubs if I wanted but I never saw the point in it. Who would want to look at people everyone else could look at? There was no intimacy and I wasn't interested in it. MJ decided to tag along, saying he hadn't been to one in a while. Jin Jin didn't tell me the club's name, just bragging about how it was his favorite.

I didn't realize what it really was until I saw the name ‘Black Kitties- Swingers Club’, “No.” I said sternly, looking at the boys who were grinning widely, “No no no, I am not going in there!” I hissed. Jin Jin parked the car, grabbing my arm and pulling me out of it. A normal club I could deal with, but this? No fucking way.

“It will be fun!” MJ assured, helping the other drag is into the club. They showed their ID’s and mine before paying and dragging me in the building.

Girls were on poles, dancing in skimpy clothes like every guys dream, yet I held no interest in any of them. Girls dressed in underwear and pasties were modest compared to the rest. There were tons of girls wearing no clothes or wearing sexy lingerie but not a single one held my eye. The attraction everyone talked about was nowhere to be found. I couldn't say the same about every other guy in there though, my escorts included. MJ led us to the center of the room and sat down at a table in front of an empty stage.

Yellow lights suddenly lit the stage, all eyes flickering to it in curiosity. When the woman walked onto the stage my mouth went dry-she was gorgeous. She was by far wearing more clothes then all of the other girls. Maybe the fact that she didn’t need to be scantily clothed to stand out is what drew me in. She was dressed in all white and gold- a goddess.

She wore a long skirt with large slits that showed off the lovely skin of her legs. It was matched with a bra-like top with gold accents. She made it look incredibly real. She didn't look like a goddess she was one. And I wanted nothing more than to worship her.

It was like someone flipped a switch so that my eyes were locked on her figure. It was physically impossible to look away. My heart thumped in my chest at a dangerous speed as Hyuna’s Roll Deep blasted from the speakers, the girl immediately beginning to dance to the chorus.

Her movements were perfectly on time and not only entranced me but admittedly turned me on. Not only was she beautiful but she was talented, making me question why she worked here. She dropped to the ground, doing small hip thrusts and crawling on her hands and knees. I squirmed in my chair at the feeling of my boner’s restrictions. Her body twisted as it gripped an invisible shirt.

When she looked me directly in the eye while making a move I could feel my pants tightening. The song ended and even when the woman disappeared but my problem remained. Jin Jin and MJ laughed as they noticed my issue.

MJ leaned over the table to yell over the music, “Do you want us to book her for a-” he wiggled his eyebrows and smirked, “personal dance?” My head shook quickly in embarrassment.

“H-hyung i'm fine!” I quickly replied. Jin Jin ignored me, conversing animatedly with MJ.

“Let's just book it. He needs to relax and she seems like the perfect way. Besides he seems interested in her.” The eldest pointed out, making MJ nod. Both boys stood up and walked away to talk to a staff member, handing him money and coming back with self satisfied grins.

“What the hell!” I growled, blushing. The troublemakers just smiled smugly, grin widening when a man walked up to us- me more specifically.

“Sir, if you would follow me.” The stranger said respectfully, gesturing to a door. My friends looked like proud parents, giggling excitedly at each other. I looked pleadingly at the two, who made shooing motions with their hands. With a defeated sigh, I follow the man, listening as he babbled off the rules.

The hallway wasn't well lit but perhaps it was supposed to be mood lighting? It made me nervous nonetheless. The room I was led into had a large bed, the table beside it equipped with condoms, lotion, tissues and lube.

Seeing that there was nowhere left to go I found myself sitting on the bed, heart beating anxiously. What if she saw me and decided I wasn't good enough so she left? What if I wasn't any good?

The door opened, the goddess stepping through. Her top was still on but her skirt gone, only her underwear in it's wake. It was a simple white with a bow, causing me to gulp. She looked even more gorgeous up close, making my boner twitch. I put my hands over it, embarrassed, “Hi, im Lia.” the woman said. I waved nervously, forcing a smile. She laughed wholeheartedly, “Are you nervous?”

“I’ve never done this before.” I said sheepishly, she just smiled softly, thumb brushing my hair soothingly.

“I’ll try to help you relax.” She soothed, unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down. I wiggled to kick them off. Lia moved to sit on my lap, lightly moving to grind her hips on me, her hands playing with the short hair on the nape of my neck. I felt my pants tighten abashedly but she payed no mind, beginning to suck on my neck.

My breath came out in loud pants, my Adam's apple bobbing nervously. The nerves quickly ebbed, being replaced with a more powerful feeling. Lust.

Her hips rutted against me, body beginning to heat up from arousal. She was gentle and I desperately needed more friction. She looked into my eyes, “If you don't like anything, can you tell me?” I asked.

Lia seemed startled for a second as if the thought of her being uncomfortable was a shock. Or maybe the consideration I showed as a shock. She composed herself, smiling, “Okay.”

I flipped her over, grinding down. My breiefs had a wet spot from my precum, reminding me the effect she had on me. My hands pulled off her underwear, tossing the useless fabric. I could now look at her fully, hair sprawled around her. The urge to kiss her was nearly unbearable but I restrained myself. Kissing was against the rules and I didn't want to get kicked out. Not now.

I took a condom off the side table and fumbled with it. Lia laughed at my antics, making my heart flutter slightly. I slowly pressed into her, not being able to wait. 

She was a lot more wet than I anticipated, my cock slipping right in. A loud moan left my lips at the feeling of how tight and hot she wrapped around me. I waited for her to say she was okay before I began to thrust, my muscles tensing.

Lia moaned, hands tightly gripping the sheets. She really was stunning- face flushed under me, moaning. I felt myself blush again but continued to thrust. She was very vocal, moans alerting me when she really liked something.

I pressed against her walls and began to swivel my hips. It was like a form of dance, our bodies rutting heatedly against eachother. I made sure my cock pressed hard against her walls, as I did long thrusts. I couldn't help the small moans that came out of my mouth, she felt too perfect. It was if she was made just for me. She spread her legs wider so that I could push deeper, my hips fitting perfectly between.

Then she looked up at me, eyes hooded, lips pink. I leaned down to kiss her, lips moving fervently. She hesitated for a second before kissing back with just as much intensity. We both were painfully aware of how dangerous this was but that almost made it more exciting.

I smiled into the thrusts, moving my hands to lace them with hers. She complied easily, gripping my hands back. I angled my hips, eagerly swallowing the moans it brought me in reply.

She clenched around me, urging me to cum. I moaned loudly and Lia smiled, trailing kisses from my mouth to my cheekbones, making me giggle. She pressed a quick kiss to the wrinkles around my eyes before re-locking our lips. Our tongues slid against each other, my thrusts speeding up a bit as I drew to my end.

Lia continued to squeeze around me, trying her best to make me cum. I just continued to thrust, determined to make her feel good before me no matter how hard it was. My hands slid under her top, thumb brushing across her nipples. She let out a loud moan, causing me to grin at her sensitivity.

I moved down to lick a nipple, sucking on it for a moment before she screamed, clenching tightly around me. I get out a loud groan at the sensation, my mind dissolving into a hot white oblivion as I released into the condom a few seconds later.

I pulled away to get off her, both of us laughing at how awkward it was. I placed the condom in the garbage can before picking up my clothes and slowly redressing. She stood to retrieve her underwear but I handed it to her, practically throwing it into her hands after realizing, “Sorry!” I cried. She just giggled and rolled her eyes.

“We just had sex, you holding my underwear is no big deal.” She hesitated, “You never told me your name.”

“I'm Moonbin.” I said, bowing at her. She just smiled, walking out, “I’ll see you around! Have a good night!” I called. She just paused before walking out.

As soon as I stepped into the main area again I was attacked from both sides, MJ on one and Jin Jin on the other, “How was it?” Jin Jin questioned, eyebrows waggling. I brushed them off, keeping my head down.

“His ears are red!” Shrieked MJ, chasing after me. They slung their arms around my shoulders as we walked out. The boys’ badgered me with questions for a long time, none of which I answered.

“Can we go back next week?” I asked quietly, my only reply being loud yells of victory from the two elders.

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Hello hello, just wanted to say that I really really love your writing especially your 24K fics! ^~^ (especially your changsun fic lord have mercy on me) Anyways, would it be too much to request a Cory smut? One where he's really tired from practice so you give him a massage to help him relax, but it ends up in you giving him a blowjob? Don't worry if you can't get it done right away, take your time. Thank you!! 💕

Coming Home

Genre- Smut

Group- 24K

Member- Cory/ Hong Joohyun

Admin- Aussi

I placed the noodle in my mouth, chewing as I tried to judge it. I grinned, turning off the heat and bringing the noodles over to strain them. My eyes squinted, hot smoke pouring up as I drained the water.

I put a tea towel on the table before setting the strainer down next to the sauce. I hummed, setting the table. It had been a while since Cory came over for date night, he was always too busy. It wasn’t a surprise that he was, I was aware that he would be- they were a fairly new group after all. I was okay with the fact he wasn’t around a lot, I was proud of him for doing it. He worked hard and the others looked up to him.

The opening of the front door shook me out of my thoughts and I beamed, running to him. Cory took his shoes off before stepping in the house and stretching his arms out. I darting into his embrace, hugging him tightly, “I missed you.” I pouted, speech mumbled by his shirt.

“I missed you too.” He said, a hand resting on the back of my head as we rocked back and forth, still hugging. His nose scrunched slightly in confusion, “What’s that smell?” He leaned down to sniff my hair, making me giggle. His brows stayed furrowed, “That’s not it..”

I took hold of his hand, pulling him into the dining room, “Ta-da! I made spaghetti, your favorite.” Cory gave me a small smile, kissing me on the forehead. I frowned at has lack of excitement. He always got super excited when I made spaghetti, “Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.

“I’m okay im just tired. Practice today was intense, im sore and exhausted.” He sighed, placing his hands on his temples and walking into my bedroom.

“Do you want me to give you a massage?” I offered, Cory’s face lighting up as soon as the idea came out of my mouth. I smiled, patting the bed sheets, “Take off your shirt.”

Cory gave a devilish grin, “Ooh, Feisty.” He said, biting the air in my direction. I wacked his shoulder and he laughed, taking his shirt off.

“Just lay down, Dork.” I said, to which he complied. I pulled some essential oil and lotion out of the bedside table. Cory got stressed a lot and I read that these helped relax both the muscles and stress. I put some lotion on his back, putting three drops of the oil in it.

Cory shivered, whining, “It’s cold!” I rolled my eyes at his childish antics.

“It’s only cold for a second, please suffer through it.” I began to rub in the lotion, spreading it evenly, “So what all happened today? You have tons on knots.”

“We were practicing a dance for a new comeback and none of us could get this one move down so we had to keep practicing it- Shit that feels good.” He explained, groaning the last part. I gulped at the sound, tingles running between my legs. I ignored it as he continued, “Everyone’s timing was off too so we had to practice the song over and over again.”

“Ahh, I see.” I said, panting slightly. He kept making noises and it was driving me crazy. I worked the lotion into his hot skin, pressing against the knots. My lips brushed the back of his neck, making him groan again.

“What are you doing sweetheart?” He asked, voice lower that usual. I began kissing down his spine. I whispered against his skin.

“Nothing, just relax.” I resumed kissing up and down his spine. There are 33 vertebrae in a spine and I wanted to give him a kiss for each one of them. I noticed him grinding against the mattress slightly the more kisses he got.

After I finished, I moved up to start sucking on his neck, lightly, so I didn’t leave a mark. Cory pouted dejectedly against the mattress, “I’m too tired for sex, Honey.” I just smiled devilishly against his skin.

“Who said we had to have sex?” Cory made a ‘Oooh!’ noise, grinning widely. He turned his head to capture my lips in a kiss. I pulled away, looking at him mischievously, “Flip over for me.”

Cory turned over, unzipping his pants and pulling them off, underwear following. He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it slowly to a full erection.

Once he deemed himself hard enough, he took a hold of my hands, placing it on himself and letting me take over. His dick pulsed happily in my hand as I stroked him, thumb occasionally swiping over the crown to brush away accumulating beads of precum.

I leaned down, the tip of my tongue licking his slit, tangy precum resting on my tongue. Cory bucked up, forcing my lips to wrap around his tip. I let go of it instantly, licking down the side of his cock instead. Moving back up, I pressed my tongue flat against a large vein, sucking on it slightly.

He looked down at me with hooded eyes, biting his lip as I fully engulfed his dick in my mouth. My eyes closed instinctively, enjoying the velvety texture against my lips and the flavor of his salty skin. My cheeks hollowed as I began to bob my head, taking him deep in my mouth. I swallowed around his swollen tip, Cory hissing at the sensation, hands moving to grip my head. I gripped his wrists and pulled away, “No hands.” I tutted before licking around the tip, causing him to jerk in my mouth slightly, desperate for more.

My mouth took him in once again, tongue licking around it as I sucked the burning flesh. My hands cradled his balls, massaging them and urging them. I licked down his hot length, taking his balls into my mouth, hands now stroking him quickly and expertly. He got louder as his dick jerked in my hands.

Sensing his oncoming orgasm I placed a quick kiss on his tip, hands moving fast to help him reach completion. He moaned loudly, cum splaying across my face. I licked my lips, wrinkling my nose slightly at the bitterness. Cory laughed, moving to get a tissue.

He wiped my face clean, moving some of my hair behind my ears, I gave him a small kiss in return. Cory got up, putting on new underwear and a comfortable pair of pajama pants. He hugged me from behind, head resting on my shoulder, “You know what?” He asked.

“What?”

“Pasta actually sounds great right now.” I placed a kiss on his nose, the two of us smiling lovingly at each other.

“Perfect.”

[smuttybronde]

could you write a smut for oh Heejun (knk) i don't have a preference on anything other than it being Heejun lol

Perfect Jump

Genre- Smut

Group- Knk

Member- Oh Heejun

Admin- Aussi

I’ve always enjoyed the smell of a basketball court. It was odd for me to like the scent; sweat, rubber, and floor polish, but for some reason I did. It made me want to run, want to exercise. I patiently sat on the bleachers waiting for Coach to come in, thinking over the events that brought me here. 

I joined the basketball team two years ago, it was fun but not for me. Last year I decided to try volleyball instead, playing as the opposite hitter. It was fun but again didn’t feel like it fit me. I always had admired the spiker on the team. I admired the way she would leap up and hit the ball with perfect precision, how in tune she was with the setter. I envied it.

I worked hard all summer for the chance to try being a spiker and after much effort, I was selected for the position. Coach Oh said I just needed a little fine-tuning.

We had worked together for the past few weeks during practices to build up needed muscles. Yet even after all that work, my vertical jump wasn’t as high as it needed to be and he offered to help privately as well.

Coach Oh walked into the gym, smiling widely as he set down some papers, “You’re here already?” He asked, taking off his work shoes to put on sneakers. I nodded silently at him, standing up stretching my arms.

Coach Oh walked onto the court, me trailing after him, “Can you stand with your legs shoulder wide and arms at your side?” He asked and I complied. He looked over me for a moment, concentration furrowing his brows, “I can’t see your body well with all those clothes.“ He commented, causing me to flush slightly.

“You want me strip? So you could see more clearly of course.” I asked tentatively, looking down at my baggy shirt and basketball shorts.

“It would be nice so I could have a better look,” He said gently, trailing off, “but you don’t have to of course!” He assured. I took a deep sigh before pulling my shirt off, shorts following. I got back in position and cleared my throat, catching the attention of Coach Oh who was awkwardly looking at the ceiling. 

He looked me over, eyes trailing over my sports bra, to my stomach, then past my boy-shorts, “Turn around.” He said, voice a bit pained. I turned around, feeling his hot gaze travel across my ass, “We’ll workout like this to show what definition you have.” I nodded at him, turning back to face him. He clapped his hands, “Okay then, let’s start out warm up!”

I began to do sprints across the court, sweat building and heartbeat increasing. The lack of clothes wasn’t embarrassing but a relief as time went on, my muscles warming wonderfully as my body heated. I came to a stop and looked at Coach Oh, the five minutes ending. 

He nodded at me approvingly, “Today we’re not doing our normal dumbbell squats, we’re seeing how many shallow squats you can do a minute. It will be a good starting point to see how much stamina you have and how strong the muscles are. Sound good?” He asked, sitting down on one of the benches. 

“Sounds fine.” I said before starting my squats.

 Coach stopped me immediately, “You’re going to low for shallow squats, come over here.” he said, motioning for me to come closer, “Do them over me, when you hit my lap you come up.” he explained. I gulped before beginning the squats, turning around so he couldn’t see me blushing. 

Coach Oh was very attractive for a teacher- or a person in general for that matter. Luckily, straining activities distracted me from the strong urge to jump his bones. Fucking my teacher wasn’t a good idea and it certainly was not a priority. But now it wasn’t quite as easy to ignore as I dropped my ass on his lap, feeling his thick cock through his pants even while flaccid. Arousal dripped through me, and I desperately hoped it didn’t soak through my underwear. 

Each time I dropped down in his lap I felt him become harder and harder. As my legs began to get sore I moved to stop. I heard his voice, now breathy, “Keep going.” I ignored the sting and kept sinking down. 

He began to kiss my shoulders when I hit the lowest part of the squat, each kiss landing on a different place. He released his dick from his shorts and boxers, letting it slide against my ass, making me moan at the felling of it; hot, thick, and heavy. Coach groaned loudly at the friction, his length dragging along the fabric of my boy shorts and leaving a trail of precum behind. His hands rested on my hips, keeping me on his lap. 

His fingers edged at the line of my underwear, “Do you want me to fuck you? Sex is a great workout.”

“I’m not sure.” I said, panting. He was still a teacher no matter how attractive he was and I was aware that it was dangerous game even though I wanted nothing more than to play it. His hands moved away as soon as I voiced my doubts.

“If you don’t want to then you don’t have to. Let’s go back to the workout, im sorry for making you uncomfortable.” He said, beginning to redress.

“No!” I shouted, startling us both, “Like you said, it’s a good workout.” I continued sheepishly. He nodded, pulling me in for a deep kiss, lips hot and soft against mine, but gentle. 

Coach on pulled away from my lips, pulling a bottle of lube out of his back pocket and spreading the thick substance on his fingers. He pulled my underwear to the side, slipping a finger in my heat. I whimpered, hips moving slightly so it pressed deeper inside. He curled the digit, stroking my walls.

I mewled as he added another finger, pumping it in slowly at first, “Coach!” the pressure of his fingers wasn’t enough.

“Call me Heejun.” He groaned, my moans making his erection twitch against my ass. I squirmed in his lap, pressing harder against his dick in return for the feeling of his fingers pistoning deliciously into me. 

My orgasm slowly built up as he stroked the spongy tissue of my G-spot. Heejun’s fingers stroked it, curling into it perfectly. I let out another high pitched whimper before tightening around his digits, cum sliding down them slowly. Heejun tried to gather as much of my essence as possible and spread it so that it coated his hand.

The coach guided me to stand up on shaky legs so he could have better access to himself. He used the cum-covered hand to stroke his cock, making it slick. I stared at it, licking my lips in anticipation for how it would fill me. He gave me an expecting look. Picking up on his hint, I put my hand over his and dragging it down in firm strokes. I squeezed his hand slightly, putting more pressure on his throbbing member.

He soon couldn’t stand it, pulling his hand away. He pulled a condom out of one his pockets, rushing to put it on, “Why do you have lube and condoms in the pockets of your clothes, you’re a teacher.” I chuckled, out of breath from my orgasm.

“A man can dream. Besides it was rather that you liked me or my ass puts you in a trance when I walk by.” He said, smiling beautifully, “Do you want me to do this? Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, im sure.” I confirmed. Heejun pulled my underwear aside, lining his cock with my entrance and slowly pushing into me. I let out a gasp of pain, eyes fluttering shut as the feeling rushed over me, dull ache mixed with sparks of euphoria.

Heejun stroked my hair as we waited, murmuring sweet statements of encouragement. I rocked for a moment, partial savoring the feeling and partially waiting for his instructions, “Are you ready to do more squats, Baby?” I nodded, putting my legs on the ground and doing shallow squats onto his length. My legs wanted to buckle, shaking from the intense pleasure of being stretched perfectly. Heejun was whispering how many squats I did under his breath.

It was erotic, knowing how many times his cock plunged into me. It stirred my arousal further, making me slam down on him. 

Pants and moans echoed through the gym, ringing loud through our ears. Heejun pushed my sports bra up so that my boobs were free for him. His thumbs brushed over my hardened nipples, “I’ve been wanting to touch these for a while, constantly teasing me by bouncing up and down during practices.”

He continued to toy with them, more pleasure rushing over me. I was slamming down on him so hard at this point that im sure both of us would be bruised. We didn’t mind at all, pleasure outweighing any other sense. We couldn’t feel pain or think rationally, the only thing we knew is that we both  needed more. There was no such thing as too much, both of us wanting to remain attached. I wanted his thick cock to fill me every second of every day. I wanted to taste him on my tongue. Feel him on every inch of my skin, “You’re so hot!” I cried. 

My legs gave out a few hundred squats later, falling on his lap but I continued to bounce on him, swiveling my hips so he pressed against all of my sweet spots. He groaned in my ear before grabbing my wrists, pulling them behind my back and slamming into me. The position gave him just the right access when he pushed into me to make me see stars. My body was boiling hot and I was screaming out, “You’re so beautiful. You wrap so perfectly around my cock, taking it like such a good girl.” He praised, thrusts rocking me forward, “Your pretty cunt just wants to cum doesn’t it? To milk me till im dry. You’re squeezing me like you do, Baby.” He hissed, bucking up more and more.

I whimpered in response, becoming increasingly sensitive by the second. Heejun licked the skin of my neck before nibbling on my ear. He moved at the speed of light for a few seconds making me cum, pussy clenching tightly on his cock. Heejun hissed before orgasming as well, his body shaking as streaks of white painted the condom.

“This was definitely one of the most productive training sessions i’ve ever had.” I panted. 

“I think you’re right there, and hopefully this won’t be the last, all those squats are going to help your jumps significantly.” Heejun commented, smiling against my neck and laughing.

[smuttybronde]

Hot Enough? Part 7

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Genre- Smut

Group- Vixx

Member- Hyuk/ Han Sanghyuk

Admin- Aussi

I walked through the door to their dorm, heels clicking loudly on the tiled floors. I took the weapons off my feet and set them by the door, putting on some house slippers.When I walked into the living room I was surprised to see that no one was home. I huffed. Why the hell would I get invited over if no one was here? Fucking Han Sanghyuk.

A loud shuffling noise broke me out of my thoughts and caused me to look up. Hyuk’s head popped out of a door moments later looking sheepish, “We’re all out of condoms.” He complained, grimacing slightly, and I laughed at how cute the he was.

“It’s fine, im on birth control and im clean.” I said, waving a hand dismissively. Hyuk bit his lip as he smiled.

“That was actually an excuse to eat you out.” Hyuk chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. I laughed at the attempt.

“Go for it.” I giggled. Hyuk smiled victoriously and led me to the kitchen, pointing to a chair and gesturing for me to sit down. I wiggled out of my pants and sat down on the edge of the chair.

The wood was cool against my bare flesh, giving me goosebumps. Hyuk kneeled on the floor and pulled off my underwear with his teeth- messy in practice but damn was it hot. I lifted my hips so he could get them off easier. Hyuk placed the underwear safely in the front pocket of his jeans. His beautiful hands lifted my legs from behind the knees and placed him on his shoulders. The sight of him between my thighs was glorious and the sexy look in his eyes was even lovelier.

His lips, gently at first, pressed against my inner thighs, giving a few dry, quick kisses. It progressed quickly, turning into wet kisses, more slow and sensual. His hands were gently running up and down my legs, as if tracing lines I couldn’t see- directions on how to tease me perfectly. He ran his tongue up a single time before moving to the top of my pussy. I was dripping wet, almost uncomfortably so. My toes were curled and feet pointed like a ballerina.

“H-Hyuk!” I complained, desperately trying to get him to satisfy me. All I needed was a little touch, a single orgasm. My hands were tightly gripping the chair, nails digging into the wood but I couldn’t feel it.

The dark blue haired man drug a wet line to my entrance, circling it at an infuriating pace. He kissed both of the lips softly, capturing them in his mouth and sucking at the soft flesh on each side. He relaxed his jaw, then delved inside of me. His tongue pressed against the hot ridges of my pussy, moving with purpose. Hyuk knew exactly what he was doing and how good he was at it.

Craving for more pummeled through me, yes this was wonderful but it wasn’t enough. I wanted him to touch every inch of me at once until I couldn’t breath. His hands were still tracing the skin of my legs but I wanted him to touch me properly. I wanted his fingers.

My hands reached for a hand to bring it up to my clit but he held it firmly to my thigh. Thinking he didn’t get the hint I spoke, “Touch me here.” I advised breathily, trying to guide him again, only to find resistance. The boy pulled his tongue out of my heat, a line of my essence connecting from my pussy to his tongue. I let out a pleading noise. I needed it back, I needed something to be inside of me.

“Wait.” He said simply, voice thick with his own arousal. He placed his finger against my entrance, pushing in at a snail’s pace instead of slamming in like I was lusting for. He only pushed a single digit in partially and never sped up. This wasn’t relief but more torture, to be touched but not enough to make me climax. He didn’t bother trying to touch my G spot.

I was riled up, needing an orgasm to breathe- I couldn’t live longer being taunted like this. I cried his name out impatiently but he only shook his head at me and repeating how good I was being, how it would be worth it. But how could something be worth it if I was being taunted in such an extreme manner?

His mouth returned the licking my folds and slurping up whatever dripped from me. I couldn’t possibly orgasm if he didn’t touch me where I needed him to, nothing else would be enough! I needed him to touch my clit. It was the one place he hadn’t touched and it was throbbing with need.

His head slowly moved closer to my clit and I bucked my hips wildly for contact. Hyuk held my hips still, hot breath brushing against the bundle of nerves.

Then finally- the thick, pillowy skin of his mouth pressed lightly against the skin hiding my clit and I almost screamed in ecstasy, hips pressing forward as much as he allowed, which was not a lot. I sat there and had to take what little he gave. Hyuk’s lips parted slightly, his tongue peeking out and probing through my folds to lightly brush directly against the sensitive bundle. A loud moan came from my throat.

His tongue was sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body. It was almost overwhelming how intense the feeling was, how such a small area could make me react like this. I came almost instantly as the sensation I had wanted for so long, he had finally given to me.

Hyuk didn’t stop there though, slowly dragging his tongue around my clit. Once, twice, three times before switching to anti clockwise and repeating the gesture. My hips wiggled but he held my hip bones tighter, muttering for me to stay still.

Hyuk was obsessed with my whimpers of deprivation, of how needy he could made me. He flattened his tongue and I let out a pleasured cry, back arching. It was soft and felt like pure velvet, ecstasy in the highest form and I couldn’t believe the sweet boy from before turned into this. Not that I was angry about it. In fact this was a slice of heaven. It was pure joy.

He didn’t keep doing it though, flicking his tongue at random intervals and not giving me the full sensation. He captured my clit in his mouth and hummed slightly, causing my eyebrows to furrow in pleasure and mouth to open wide as I cried out. He moved on before I had the relief of cumming.

His lips pressed together in an ‘O’ as he blew against the scalding hot flesh, drawing out yet another yell of pleasure. He simply went back to lapping at my pearl gently as I grinded up against his skilled mouth. He did it orgasm after orgasm, scream after scream until I was tired and spent.

After I was finished he put my legs on both sides of him and stood up. He lifted me slightly and sat in the chair backwards, placing me back in his lap so we were face to face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed a playful kiss on my lips. I noticed his boner and looked at him. “Do you want me to fix that?” I asked but he shook his head.

“Nah, today is just for you. You can fix this the next time we see each other.” The guys said, shrugging. I gave him an eskimo kiss before standing up, putting my pants back on, and walking towards the door on shaky legs. He walked me to my car and opened the door for me. Hyuk gave me one more peck before I drove off.

I never even realized that he still had my underwear until I got home.

[smuttybronde]

Ending 3

New Name, New Fate

The gun had no more rounds in it. It only had one bullet and I used it on J. Seph. I ran out if the room grabbing another gun, pressing it to my head and pulling the trigger only to find this one was also empty. More guns pressed to my forehead and more blanks. All the guns I had no bullets or were missing. The bullets I had were missing along with knives. How the hell had I not noticed before?

Boss walked into the apartment, looking at me with pity. That's when all the puzzle pieces revealed the big picture. “You,” I hissed “You fucking set this up didn't you? The client didn't give me reason because there was none! There was no damn reason to kill him!” I screeched, punching him in the eye. He simply let me, infuriating me further. “Why! TELL ME WHY!” I cried loudly, tears clouding my vision.

“It was the best thing for him.”

“Best thing? What is that for you to decide!”

“You decided it when you shot him. He would be better dead and peaceful then a living corpse. You thought that too didn't you?” The man said calmly. He opened his arms for a hug. I whimpered and ran into them, crying on his shoulder. Despite this he never treated me badly. He treated me like a daughter and I knew that he did this so I wouldn't leave him. “All that anger you have in you, use it against others. This proved your loyalty and strength. He made you your weakest and strongest.” He said gently. Then I turned off my emotions, becoming the perfect little assassin I was created to be.

[smuttybronde]

Ending 2

New Name, New fate

The gun had no more rounds in it. It only had one bullet and I used it on J. Seph. I ran out if the room grabbing another gun, pressing it to my head and pulling the trigger only to find this one was also empty. More guns pressed to my forehead and more blanks. All the guns I had no bullets or were missing. The bullets I had were missing along with knives. How the hell had I not noticed before?

Boss walked into the apartment, looking at me with pity. That's when all the puzzle pieces revealed the big picture. “You,” I hissed “You fucking set this up didn't you? The client didn't give me reason because there was none! There was no damn reason to kill him!” I screeched, punching him in the eye. He simply let me, infuriating me further. “Why! TELL ME WHY!” I cried loudly, tears clouding my vision.

“It was the best thing for him.”

“Best thing? What is that for you to decide!”

“You decided it when you shot him. He would be better dead and peaceful then a living corpse. You thought that too didn't you?” The man said calmly. He opened his arms as if expecting a hug.

I moved foreword to give him one, swiftly grabbing his knife from it's holster. I stabbed him from behind, piercing deep in his lung like J. Seph, staring him straight in the eyes as the life drained from him. “I decided I would rather you die than others suffer.” I said coldly. I turned on my heels and walked back into the bedroom. “To be with you is all i’ve ever wanted, even before I knew you. And I won't let anything hold me back again.” I said, bringing the knife above my head.

[smuttybronde]

^^ could i ask for a fluff of hongseob of 24k ? But plus hickeys/neck kissing? Like a movie night kinda scene? Ik its random but it be cute . Thank you babs 💕💕🤗

Movie night

Genre- Fluff

Group- 24k

Member- Lee Hongseob

Admin- Brit

“Horror, chick-flick, or comedy?” Hongseob shouted from the other room.

“Uhhh… surprise me,” I called back.

“If you say so!”

I finished tying my hair up in a messy ponytail and bounced down the hallway. Hongseob was already lounging on the couch, a fluffy blanket draped around his body. He winked and patted the spot right next to him. I flicked off the light switches and immediately noticed that he lit a few candles. It was 10 o’clock, so it was already pitch dark. Only the warm light from the candles and the glow of the tv screen lit up the room. It made a romantic lighting that made my heart flutter, smile gracing my features.

I sat down, leaning against his chest, “What did you pick?”

“You’ll see,” he said. I could barely make out his smirk in the dark.

The movie began, displaying a young brunette girl wrapped only in a bathrobe. She frowned, walking over to a staticky television sitting in the middle of a messy living room.

“Heather quit being a bitch where’s the rem-”, she paused, and bent over a to pick up a remote. She turned the tv off with a click.

My eyes widened. I knew what movie I was watching.

The brunette girl rolled her eyes and walked away, but stopped as the tv flickered back to life.

I drew my body closer to Hongseob’s. I could feel his chest rising and falling. My heart pounded faster, and my hand gripped the blanket.

She ripped the tv cord from the wall. Gasping as she heard a loud noise from somewhere in the house, she ran upstairs to her bedroom door. A huge puddle covered the floor.

“The Ring? Really?” I whispered.

“Shhh, it’s totally rude to speak while you’re watching a movie,” he teased me, gently covering my mouth with his hand.

The brunette grabbed the handle and flung the door open. Her tv was on, flashing images from a dilated eye to a well in the middle of the woods. She screamed, as her face grew grotesque and her eyes widened.

My body tensed up. Scared out of my wits, I clawed for the blanket to cover my eyes. Instead, I felt something grasp my waist and I cried out. Hongseob laughed.

“What the fuck!” I yelled, running to the light switch and flicking it on.

He jogged over to me, his smile completely faded, “I’m sorry I didn’t think it I’d scare you that much.”

He wrapped his arms around me. I folded into him, still shaking as adrenaline coursed through my body.

“You scared the hell out of me,” I said, giving him a feeble smile.

“That was my goal,” Hongseob said, relaxing a bit and letting out a small smile

“Whatever,” I grinned, walking back to the couch.

We sat down again, but this time I was on his lap. The movie started again, but I wasn’t paying attention. I was too busy focusing on Hongseob’s hands, tracing up my neck and starting to play with my hair. He gently tugged my ponytail loose, twirling and brushing my hair with his fingers. I prefer this to the movie.

We spent most of the movie like this. Me, half asleep, and him, restlessly playing with my hair. At one point, he grew tired of just my hair. His hands slid down my waist, playing with the edge of my sweatshirt.

I turned around groggily, “Can’t you see I’m trying to sleep?”

He smiled, “Can’t you see I’m trying to tell you something?”

“Well whatever you’re hinting at, mister mysterious, you better just be straightforward and tell me.”

Hongseob laughed, “How about I show you instead?”

Hongseob turned my body towards him, his hands holding tightly on my waist. My legs wrapped around his hips. He moved forward, interlocking his lips with mine. We kissed for a while, the tv still murmuring in the background. His kisses eventually traveled to my jawline, leaving sweet, soft tingles. I ran my fingers through his reddish hair. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back and looked at me, candlelight flickering across his face.

“Damn, you’re beautiful.”

“Yeah, whatever. But you made me miss the end of the movie,” I said, laughing.

[smuttybronde]

Fairy Lights

Genre- Fluff 

 Group- GOT7 

 Member- BamBam/ Kunpimook Bhuwakul

 Admin- Britt 

 You jogged to your room and shut your door, still out of breath. You plugged in your blue fairy lights, scattered across your room. The atmosphere was beautiful. A sanctuary made just for you. 

Falling onto your bed, you grasped your phone from under the sheets and opened your playlist. This was the special playlist. The playlist of the songs that reminded you of him. Your ears tinged pink at the thought. You pressed shuffle and the first song that popped up was Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots.

 Sometimes you gotta bleed to know 

That you’re alive and have a soul 

But it takes someone to come around 

To show you how 

 This brought back memories. “Hey, BamBam you wanna listen to music?” He grinned, “Heck yeah!” You handed him the right earbud. Turning up the volume, you discover that the first song is Tear In My Heart. 

 The songs on the radio are okay

 But my taste in music is your face 

 You both look at each other. 

His chocolate eyes take in your expression. Both of you burst into a full on lip syncing contest. Scratch that, you both sing. Really loud. Making sure that everyone knows you're listening to Twenty One Pilots. You both stood and began to dance, well as much as you could while being bound together by headphones. 

Not that you minded having to stay close to him. 

It was one of the happiest moments of your life, because it was with him. 

 You're pulled back to reality. Sitting on your bed and replaying all the fond memories of him. There were many of them, no moments were bad if he was there. He was your best friend. He was your joy. He was your dreams. 

 You shook your head. There's no way the two of you could be together. It would ruin your friendship. Plus, he probably doesn't even think of you that way. You sigh and get up. Time to shake those gross sad feelings away. And the only way to do that is with some dancing.

 Take me higher 

Than I’ve ever been  

You  begin moving to the beat. You aren't exactly a good dancer… you never had been..but it feels good to release your emotions. Your hips sway, bobbing your head to the beat. 

 There's a quiet tap on the window. You run over, questions filling your mind. It's dark out but you can still make out a face. 

 “Wha- what you doing here Bam?” You say out of breath. You aren't sure if it's from the dancing or because he’s here like the scene if a romance movie. 

 He smiled, “I came here to see you, but you seem a bit busy right now.” He now held a knowing smirk, it soon turned into happy chuckles. 

 You laugh, a bit embarrassed. The music was still blasting in the background. It made you wonder if he also remembered the memories this song held. 

 You fell asleep in my car 

I drove the whole time 

But that’s okay I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine

 “Did you see me?” You say, cheeks blushing even further. 

 BamBam laughed, “Yeah, I hope you don't mind. Could I join your dance party?” His mouth quirked into another smile “like old times.” 

 You reach out and pull him through your window. Hands still gripped, he pulls you into a twirl. You stumble a bit, your clumsiness getting the best of you, but you manage to end on your feet. He grinned, pulling you into a hug. 

 I’m driving here I sit 

Cursing my government

 For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement 

 Brushing, your hair back, he looked into your eyes. “I didn't exactly come here just to dance with you,” he said, dropping his hand from your jaw. Wrapping his arms around your waist, the platinum blonde pulled you closer. You could feel his breath on your forehead. 

He drew closer, pulling you completely against his body. His lips collided with yours, and time seemed to slow down. It never went in slow motion, it always went by to fast, leaving me wanting more. I wanted every moment with him to move like this. 

 He drew back, checking if you were okay with his advances. Not waiting for him to kiss you again, you threw yourself against him. 

Both of you melted together, stopping only to take a breath. 

 My heart is my armor

 She’s the tear in my heart 

She’s a carver 

She’s a butcher with a smile 

Cut me farther 

Than I’ve ever been

 “I've been wanting to do this for a long time,” he said, eyes shining.

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Thank you for helping me hit 100 followers holy crap! I expected like two and they would be friends who were stalking me or something! I made a two version story for 24k Hui and will be posting a Bts Jin post sometime soon! I Love you guys!