#stray kids x poc!reader

[linos-luna]

Hush ❣️

Jeongin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, groping, sex

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Perhaps this wasn’t the best idea. It was early in the morning when his housemate, Chan, had come home and was in the next room. Last night he was at the studio, working himself to exhaustion. But now he’s here.

So what was the problem? Well you were being intimate with your boyfriend. You were on his lap, his hard cock deep in your cunt. Jeongin was laying down, holding onto your thighs then ass as he moved you. But when hearing the front door, you froze.

“Shit… I thought… you said—…” you whispered, trying to keep your breathing down.

“He’ll leave soon.” Jeongin whispered back causally. “Keep going baby… you look so hot right now.”

Small whimpers escaped your lips as you moved again. It was slow and you did your absolute best to keep quiet. But it must’ve been too slow for your boyfriend because he decided to thrust up.

“J-Jeon— agh~” This elicited a moan to escape your lips and your cheeks went red. You looked down at jeongin, only to see your boyfriend smiling devilishly at you while tapping his pointer finger to his lips in a shushing motion.

Slowly you moved your hand to cover your mouth and Jeongin started thrusting up again. It was hard to keep quiet and your eyes rolled back as you held your mouth. Moans and gasps suppressed.

‘When is he leaving??’ You thought to yourself.

Chan was grabbing his keys and a soda from the fridge. You knew he was leaving soon but it felt like he was taking forever!

“Shhh~” Jeongin whispered in a teasing tone as a muffled moan escaped you. “Wouldn’t want Channie to hear you now, hm?”

“Mm—mm— mm—” It was hard to think straight as he hit that sweet spot multiple times but you managed to shake your head.

Your thighs trembled as you now moved yourself and gasps covered by your hand.

“Such a good girl~” he whispered while holding your waist then using one hand to gently massage your breast. “Keep going~”

That sweet release was so close and you felt yourself clenching around him it as you moved feverishly.

Finally, he left. There was silence in the front room. The front door closed and the clicking of the lock could be heard. Jeongin grunted as he thrusted up and you let go of your mouth. “Such a good girl! Fuck—… you’re so good~”

“A-ah— j-Jeongin—! I-I—“ you moaned loudly, no longer caring about the volume. “I-I’m gonna— I’m gonna cum—!” You gasped aloud.

“I know.” He smirked. “Let go now. Let go for me.”

As if on command you came. And you came hard. It left you panting and eyes glassy.

Jeongin was pretty satisfied and careful not to move just in case you were too overstimulated. “Good job, baby. Let’s rest now, okay?”

[moonlightdreamzz]

BANG CHAN

🎧 ➤ waves by normani

SUMMARY ✰ You and Bang Chan can’t let each other go, no matter how hard you try—love, hate, and jealousy pulling you back every time. But when he sees you at an afterparty soaking up someone else’s attention, he can’t help but remind you who you really belong to.

GENRE ✰ (A)(S). ComplicatedEx!BangChan, Idol!Reader

“Chan, are you even listening?” Felix’s voice breaks through the quiet hum of the car, an edge of frustration in it.

Chan blinks, slowly coming back to reality. His gaze drifts over to his members—Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin—all watching him with concerned, yet exasperated expressions. He can feel the weight of their eyes on him, but his mind is elsewhere. He doesn’t want to think about you. Not now. Not when everything inside of him is already tangled up.

“I hear you,” he mutters, but his voice feels distant, even to him.

“You hear us, but you’re not listening,” Seungmin presses, his tone gentle but firm. “Every time you see her, you lose it. You think you can walk in there and be fine, but it’s always the same thing. You end up making it worse.”

Chan sighs, leaning back against the seat, rubbing his temples. He knows they’re right. He knows how it always ends—confusion, regret, the same broken cycle. But no matter how hard he tries to escape it, he can’t.

“Yeah, Chan. What are you gonna do if you see her with another guy tonight? Hm?” Hyunjin’s voice is quiet, but it’s the question that hits him the hardest. He feels his chest tighten. The idea of you laughing, talking to someone who isn’t him, sends a wave of something—jealousy? Longing?—that he can’t quite name.

“Chan, please don’t do this to yourself,” Felix adds, the concern in his voice clear. “We’ve seen this before. You can’t keep going around in circles like this.”

But it’s already too late. Chan knows the feeling too well—the pull, the ache of wanting you when he shouldn’t, of seeing you with someone else and realizing all over again that he can’t let go.

“I won’t do anything,” Chan says, though even he doesn’t believe the words. They sound hollow. Empty.

Felix doesn’t respond. Seungmin just shakes his head, looking out the window.

They’ve said all they can say. But he knows they’re right. He can feel it in his bones, that familiar sinking feeling in his stomach.

He opens the door, stepping out into the night air, the cold biting at his skin. His heart races, and for the first time tonight, he’s not sure if he’s ready to face what’s coming. But he’s already in too deep, and he’s never been good at turning back.

He remembers how it all started, the first time he saw you backstage. The laughter, the way you seemed so effortlessly in control of your world, yet with eyes that hid a quiet sadness. He never could resist that mix of strength and vulnerability. That’s what drew him in and made him want to know you more. At first, it was easy. You were his best friend, his confidant. You made him laugh, made him forget about all the chaos around him. You had this way of taking the edge off, making the world feel a little lighter.

But as the months passed, he started to notice the cracks. They were small at first—an offhand comment here, a moment of silence there—but they grew, and eventually, they consumed everything. The late-night calls turned into long silences. The plans to see each other? They became last-minute, pushed aside for work or another obligation. Chan wasn’t blind to it. He could feel the space between him and you stretching, growing wider. And despite his efforts to keep it all together, the love you once had, the connection, started to wither.

He runs a hand through his hair as the memory hits him of the night it all fell apart. The fight you had. Words said that couldn’t be taken back. Feelings hurt that couldn’t be healed with a kiss. It wasn’t just the distance or the work—it was the way you hurt each other. He wasn’t there when you needed him, and you... you didn’t know how to let him in anymore.

Then there was the cheating. A mistake. A huge mistake that both of you made. But even after all that, neither of you could walk away. The pull, the connection, the history—it was too strong. And so you stayed in the mess of it all, the on-again, off-again dynamic that felt like it was slowly suffocating both of you. Neither of you could let go, but neither could you figure out how to make it work.

Now, you've settled into something that almost feels safe: late-night booty calls. It’s the one thing neither of them can resist. No strings attached, just the raw, heated tension they both try to ignore during the day. No conversations about what went wrong, no expectations about what happens next. It’s simple, at least for now. You call when the loneliness gets too much, when the memory of each other feels too strong to ignore. And he answers—because how could he not? The pull is always there. It’s messy, but it’s easier this way. It’s safer. No risk of heartbreak, no need to face the reality that they’re both still hurting. They can just be there for each other in the dark, in the silence, and it’s enough for now.

But right now, that doesn't matter, because you're off again.

Chan stopped keeping track of the fights a long time ago. Maybe it was because he was so exhausted with his rollercoaster of emotions, that he couldn't keep up if he tried. Or maybe it's because he knows that the reason doesn't matter—you both always find your way back to each other anyways.

The party’s electric, buzzing with laughter, flashing lights, and music so loud it vibrates in his chest. But to Chan, it all feels surreal, like a scene from a movie that he’s forced to watch, not be part of. The air is thick with the heat of bodies moving, the scent of alcohol, and the hum of a good time. But none of it feels right—because you’re not by his side.

He scans the room, fingers tightening around his drink as his eyes flicker across the crowd. His thoughts drift back to the nights when you two would sneak away from everyone else, just the two of you in your little bubble of secret smiles and stolen glances. Those nights felt different. They felt real. You were never loud about it, never making a show. It was in the quiet moments. A light brush of your fingertips against his arm as you walked past him, barely noticeable to anyone but him. Or when he’d press himself against you in the crowd, just to feel the heat of your body, the closeness that made him ache in ways he couldn't describe. The brush of your lips when you’d lean close to whisper something in his ear, and how every touch, every glance, sent a rush of excitement through him.

No one knew. Only your members, the ones who had seen the way you’d sneak off together when you thought no one was looking. That secrecy made it thrilling. It wasn’t just being with you—it was being with you in the dark, where nobody could judge, where no one could tear you apart. It was the unspoken understanding between the two of you, the way your body language said everything when words failed.

It was alive, in a way that nothing tonight felt.

“Starting your bullshit already?” Changbin sneers teasingly, his voice cutting through the pounding bass of the music.

“Shut up,” Chan mutters, his eyes snapping out of their search for you only momentarily to glare at his member.

Changbin’s laugh echoes loudly, even over the music. He lifts his hand high and slaps it onto Chan’s shoulder, shaking him aggressively—as if trying to snap him back into reality. “C’mon, hyung. I got a girl for each and every one of us. Y/N, as much as I adore her, is old news. Stop searching the room like some lovesick puppy. Take some shots, have a good time, and meet…” He pauses dramatically, swinging his free hand behind him like he’s presenting the grand prize.

Winter steps out from the shadows, radiant and self-assured, her smile sharp enough to cut glass.

“This,” Changbin declares, his grin wide, “is Winter.”

Winter’s eyes meet Chan’s, and she doesn’t look away. She’s bold, the kind of girl who doesn’t need to play coy. The other Aespa members hover close by, quiet and polite, but their presence only amplifies Winter’s confidence.

Chan doesn’t miss the silent exchange of looks between his single bandmates. They’re already thanking Changbin in their heads, no doubt.

He feels Winter’s gaze burning into him, waiting for a reaction. Maybe this is what he needs—someone new. Someone who doesn’t come with history, heartbreak, or late-night regrets.

“I—uh,” he starts, but Winter doesn’t let him finish.

“Do you dance?” she asks, her voice smooth and enticing.

“Not really,” he replies, shifting on his feet.

“Perfect,” she quips, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the crowd before he can protest.

The music feels louder here, the bass vibrating through the floor and up his legs. Winter’s hand is warm in his, her movements confident and fluid as she guides him into the rhythm. She doesn’t push too hard, just enough to make it easy to follow her lead.

Chan tries. He really tries. But then he sees you.

You’re on the other side of the room, dancing with Nicholas from &TEAM. You’re smiling, your face lit up with the kind of joy that makes his chest ache.

The world tilts.

For a moment, it’s just you and Nicholas, the way he spins you effortlessly, your laughter ringing out even over the music. And suddenly, nothing else matters.

Chan’s grip on Winter loosens. The memory of his last conversation with you slams into him, unrelenting. “I don’t know what I want,” he’d told you, the words slipping out in the heat of frustration. He’d left you standing there, hurt and confused.

And now here you are, moving on. Or at least pretending to.

“I thought you didn’t dance,” Winter says, her voice cutting through the noise as she leans in closer.

“I don’t,” he mutters, barely paying attention.

Winter studies him, her eyes narrowing slightly. She’s no fool—she can see where his focus lies.

Across the room, Nicholas pulls you closer, his hand resting on your lower back, and it’s all Chan can take. Without thinking, he moves.

Winter calls after him, but he doesn’t look back. He’s pushing through the crowd, his steps quick and determined, until he’s standing in front of you and Nicholas.

You blink up at him, surprised, your smile faltering just slightly.

“Can we talk?” Chan says, his voice low, almost lost in the noise of the party.

Nicholas raises an eyebrow but doesn’t speak.

“Please,” Chan adds, the word slipping out before he can stop it.

The moment the bathroom door shuts, you turn to face him, arms crossed and a smirk already tugging at your lips. “Oh, this should be good,” you say, your voice dripping with sarcasm. “Go ahead, Chan. Explain why you just had to drag me away from having a perfectly good time.”

His jaw tightens as he leans against the sink, staring at you like you’re the problem. “I couldn’t just stand there,” he says, his tone sharp.

“Why not?” you shoot back, stepping closer. “You’re the one who left, remember? You said you didn’t know what you wanted, so why does it matter what I’m doing now?”

He runs a hand through his hair, the frustration pouring off him in waves. “Because I see you with him, and it makes me—” He stops, biting down on the words like they might burn him.

“Say it,” you challenge, tilting your head. “What, Chan? It makes you jealous? Possessive? You can’t have it both ways. You don’t want me, but you don’t want anyone else to have me either. Do you hear how insane that sounds?”

“Like you’re any better,” he snaps, stepping into your space now. “Don’t act like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing out there. Dancing with him, laughing like you’re so happy. You knew I’d see it.”

“Of course, I knew,” you reply, unfazed. “Why do you think I did it? You think you can just leave me and expect me to sit around waiting for you to figure out your shit? Please.”

His lips twitch, caught somewhere between anger and something darker. “You’re unbelievable.”

“And you’re predictable,” you counter, crossing your arms tighter. “Every time I start to move on, here you come, pulling me back in like clockwork.”

He exhales sharply, dragging a hand down his face. “You think I want to feel like this? Like I’m losing my mind every time I see you with someone else? I hate it, Y/N. I hate that I can’t let you go, but I don’t know how.”

You scoff, but your voice softens, the cracks in your armor showing. “You think I don’t get it? I do. I feel the same way, Chan. Every time you’re with someone else, it’s like—” You break off, shaking your head with a bitter laugh. “It doesn’t even matter. None of it matters because, at the end of the day, we’re always right back here, aren’t we?”

His gaze locks onto yours, the anger melting into something softer, more desperate. “Yeah,” he admits quietly. “We are.”

For a moment, neither of you speaks, the silence thick with unspoken truths. Then you break it, your voice dripping with venom even as your eyes betray your longing.

“You’re a mess,” you say, shaking your head.

“And you’re any better?” he retorts, his lips curving into a dark smile.

The tension crackles like a live wire between you, the bathroom suddenly feeling too small, too suffocating. You take a step back, your resolve wavering.

“I hate you,” you say, but the words lack conviction.

“I hate you too,” he replies, but his voice cracks just enough to betray him.

“I hate you,” you say, a smirk curling at the edge of your lips. Your voice is sharp, dripping with venom, but your eyes tell a different story—challenging, taunting.

“I hate you too,” Chan snaps back, his steps deliberate as he closes the space between you.

“Good,” you purr, leaning into the tension like you’re daring him to keep going.

“Great,” he growls, his smirk matching yours.

“You’re so predictable,” you say, tilting your head as if you’re bored. Your gaze dips to his clenched fists before rising to meet his eyes again. “Always running back when you see someone else enjoying me.”

His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t stop moving forward. “And you love it, don’t you? The attention. The games.”

You shrug, pretending to think. “Maybe. Or maybe I just like watching you lose your mind.”

“Careful,” he warns, his voice low and dangerous.

“Careful?” You laugh, the sound light and airy, cutting through the heavy tension like a blade. “You think I’m scared of you, Chan?”

“You should be.”

“Please,” you scoff, taking a step toward him instead of away. Now it’s his turn to stop in his tracks, his confidence flickering under your steady gaze. “I’ve seen you at your worst. You think this is supposed to intimidate me?”

His eyes narrow, the air thickening, heavy with the unspoken truth between you. Without a moment’s hesitation, he steps into your space, his hands moving to grip your wrists as he pins you against the wall. His lips crash against yours, urgency and hunger taking over, a kiss that speaks volumes of the years of unspoken desire and tension building between you.

The kiss is raw, hungry—teeth clashing, lips bruising, each touch igniting the sparks between you. But it’s his hands that drive you wild, pulling at your clothes, fingers working to expose more of you, to claim what he’s always wanted.

You fight him for control, sliding your hands up his chest, your fingers curling into his shirt. But he’s too strong, his touch too demanding, the power dynamic shifting as he forces you back into the wall, his body pressed against yours with a possessiveness you can’t ignore.

“Is this what you wanted?” he mutters against your skin, his voice thick, his breath hot.

You can barely answer before his lips are on your neck, sucking and biting as his hands roam, caressing every inch of exposed skin. You gasp, biting back a moan as your hands travel lower, desperate to feel him, to pull him closer.

“I think I want more,” you whisper, your voice trembling with desire.

Before anything else can happen, Chan pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes. His chest rises and falls with quick breaths, his grip on you firm, almost possessive.

“We should get out of here,” he mutters, his voice rough, the weight of what’s about to happen settling between you.

You nod wordlessly, a silent agreement passing between you. The game is over. The act of pretending, of keeping this thing between you casual, is over.

With one last heated kiss, Chan pulls away, quickly adjusting his clothes and reaching for the door. You follow his lead, stepping out of the bathroom with him, hand in hand, both of you silently agreeing that the rest of the night belongs to you.

Meanwhile, back at the bar, the rest of Stray Kids are watching, their eyes trained on the bathroom door. Hyunjin leans over to Felix with a sly grin, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"It's like taking candy from a baby." Hyunjin chuckles. He takes each individual bill from Felix"s defeated hand, blessing each one with a "thank you".

Unbeknownst to Chan, Felix and Hyunjin placed a bet while he was vigorously showering and coating himself with cologne, all "just because". Hyunjin had no faith in Chan being able to control himself, but Felix was carrying a generous heart today.

"I don't know why I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. Shit is embarrassing." Felix scoffs--annoyed and amused all in one.

Seungmin appears behind the two of them, placing his arms over both of their shoulders. "The real bet isn't whether Chan was going to lose his shit--it's how long they're going to stay together this time."

Immediately, the bets start flying out of their mouths. Two weeks! A month! 48 hours!

Meanwhile, you and Chan didn't make it to either one of your dorms. The second the door shut in the car, he threw you into the back seat. He knew you well enough to know you didn't have on panties. He can't help himself right now. His face is buried deep into your p__sy, he's missed you so much. His face is covered in you, and the only words he can mutter as you grind onto his tounge is "I love you so much" "You taste so good, baby" 'Use me like the slut I am"

[baby-yongbok]

Fan Fiction

Skz/ Dom!Bang Chan x Sub!afab reader - Explicit Sexual Content, MDNI!

✨Masterlist ✨

Word Count: 5,257

Tags: Dom/Sub dynamics, penatrative sex, degradation, unprotected sex, teasing, overstimulation, breath play (mild), oral sex ( f & m receiving), rough sex, dirty talk, multiple orgasms (reader), breeding??, creampie, established relationship, after care.

(Sorry if I missed any tags)

Notes: This is my first ever Skz AU, and I'm nervous but excited to share. Please be nice! Also, i posted this from my phone, so I'm sorry if the formatting is odd or anything. I'm kinda new to posting on here.

This is a work of fiction and is not meant to reflect or portray any of the members in real life!

I do not own the picture attached, credit to the owner. (Found on pinterest)

You woke up in a panic as your eyes searched for the glowing numbers on your alarm clock. As your vision became less blurry, you realized that it was still Sunday and you didn't sleep in and nearly miss work. Thank goodness. You've been trying to get rest whenever you could as of late. Your job was draining you beyond belief, and you had very little things that could help you relax, especially since Chan was always busy with work. You laid still for a while, staring up at the ceiling and pondering the possibilities… What could you do? How could you relax?

Without coming to a full thought you decide to pull yourself out of bed. Your naked feet felt cold against the hardwood and Goosebumps covered your naked legs. Chan always kept the air conditioner at 63 degrees and if you ever changed it he'd lose his mind. You pulled your feet lazily across the floor and let out a big yawn and stretch, stumbling a bit as you became lightheaded. Once you were steady you continued on your mindless journey to Chan's studio. The door was closed as always and you could hear a beat blaring from the speakers. Chan didn't like to be interrupted while he was mixing and told you to only knock if it were an emergency. You stood at the door mulling over your thoughts trying to think of the exact reason that you were going to knock on the door but nothing came to mind.

Fuck it.

You lifted your hand to knock but swiftly stopped once you heard the music on the other side stop. You took a step back with furrowed brows as you figured he was probably editing a section of the track. To your surprise the door swung open and your fiance towered over you as he took in the sight before him. You stood there clad in one of his t- shirts and pink lace panties as you stared up at him.

"I had a feeling you were out here. What're you doing? Eavesdropping? " a grin pulled at the corners of his mouth as he took a step forward to lace his strong arm around your waist and pull you into him.

"I wanted to see you but I heard you mixing so I just kinda… stood here. " Your sleepy brain spilled the truth immediately since you didn't feel the need to hide from him.

"You're always welcome into the studio, love." Your arms snaked around his waist as you hugged him sinking into his toned torso. " Well, I know I told you I don't like being interrupted but still, I always want to see my baby."

"I just woke up and I just… I don't know what to do with myself. It's only six o'clock and I'm just bored." With a sigh you loosen your grip around his waist.

"Hm, how about this, I'll finish mixing this song and then we can do something. Maybe order some take out? Play a board game? Whatever you'd like." Your big eyes glance up to him looking down at you with a sweet smile.

"How long until you're done?"

"Uh, give me thirty minutes, okay?" With another long sigh you let go of your fiancé completely.

"Okay." With a mumbled 'thank you' leaving his lips he pressed a kiss to the top of your head before letting you go and watching you as you slowly stalked back into your shared bedroom. You figure that you'll just spend the next thirty minutes scrolling through your phone looking at TikTok or something while you wait for Chan to finish up. That was until you accidentally pressed the Tumblr app on your phone and your old Stay account lit up your screen.

Oh

You had forgotten about your account, ever since the world blessed you with actually meeting, dating and now being engaged to your bias you didn't see any use for it. Of course you were still a fan but you see the boys as your ordinary friends now instead of world famous idols. Even with this logic fresh in your mind your finger began to scroll and you ended up getting lost in what used to be your world.

It's been two hours and Chan is still mixing. Usually this would bother you but you were too immersed in your virtual world to care. You were going back into your likes and reading all of the disgustingly sexy fan fictions that you liked three years ago. Some about Felix and Hyunjin but most of them about your fiancé.

You sat straight up when you came across the one. That one fan fiction that you used to go back to every time you needed that sweet release. Everytime you wanted to pretend that your fingers were Chan's, long before you knew what it actually felt like. Your excited fingers quickly pressed 'Keep Reading' as your eyes scanned the screen and arousal pools at your core. You read for what felt like hours but was probably only fifteen minutes. God did you love this fic. It was your dream till this day to get fucked like that by Chan. Rough and unrelenting. Forceful and Primal. You knew he was capable of doing it but only if you asked and God knows that you were way too shy to do that. In your day dreamy haze you decided to send the fan fiction to yourself so that you could have easy access to it instead of scrolling all the way down your likes every time you wanted to read it. You hit share and then sent it to yourself on messenger. It took a matter of seconds to pass and for you to come out of your daydream to realize that you were thinking of Chan so much that you sent it to him. Your heart dropped into your ass and you swear that your brown skin turned bright red with embarrassment. What do you do? How do you come back from this?

You weren't thinking straight, I mean how could you? You just sent your fiance a smutty fanfiction about him. You weren't thinking, you couldn't, you felt dizzy with the pressure that was building up in your head. You thought that maybe you could stop him from seeing it. You opened messenger and tried to unsend it but it only gave you the option to unsend for yourself. It was then when your worst nightmare came true. Chan's small profile picture on the side dropped down to the message indicating that he had seen it. Your heart stopped or at least you think it did. What were you supposed to tell him? Yes, he knew you were a fan when he got with you but you felt like exposing him to your fangirl world would make him look at you like just that, a fan.

You decided to wait. You weren't even worried about being bored anymore because your imagination had been keeping you very very entertained not to mention on edge. You kept wondering if Chan read the fanfiction or if he just looked at it and laughed before starting to work again. Did he love you any less for sending him fan made work? Or maybe he loves you less for even looking at it. Either way you were pretty sure that you were doomed.

"Alright, I know that, that was way more than thirty minutes and I'm so fucking sorry about that. I just wanted the track to be perfect." You jump at the sound of Chan's voice as he makes his way over to you on the bed and sits down pulling your legs into his lap. "We could still order take out, you must be starving."

He smiles over at you and you know that you must look like a deer caught in headlights with how big your eyes are, yet he says nothing. His smile is unwavering and you can't fathom why. Didn't he see what you sent him? Isn't he disgusted?

"So…? Thai or maybe Italian? We haven't had that in awhile." Chan pulls out his phone and starts scrolling through uber eats mindlessly. "Chicken?"

You decide to take a deep breath and try to compose yourself. If he doesn't say anything about it than fuck it neither will you. Forcing a smile onto your face you try to scoot closer to him and get comfortable. He swiftly welcomes you into his arms and pulls you into his lap so that you can browse together.

"Chicken sounds good but now you got me wanting Italian." You add with a playful forced smile.

"Italian it is, mama." You freeze for a second staring over at your fiancé as he picks an Italian restaurant to order from. He never calls you that, why would he call you that? Are you overreacting? Maybe he just wanted to try something new.

"Do you want your usual?" He asks looking up at you and catching your confused gaze. "Are you alright? "

"Yeah… I'm, uh, fine." No. You were not fine. That was a big fat lie. You were confused but mostly turned on by the new term of endearment. You slowly pressed your thighs together as you heard it echo through your head. The fan fics you read earlier weren't helping either, you were already hot and bothered as it is then he goes and calls you that?

"So, your usual?" You nod your head yes and continue to let your mind race.

"Alright, it'll be here in 25 minutes. Do you wanna watch a movie or something while we wait?" You shrug mindlessly, staring past Chan's face. "Hey, are you alright? You seem off, baby."

Straightening up and looking down at him you smile and try your best to get out of your head, and that nearly works before Chan puts his hand on the back of your neck rubbing his finger along the soft sensitive skin on the side of your neck. "I'm okay" you choke out as the feeling of his big hand on your neck sends chills down your spine.

"Alright, well I'm here if you want to talk, mama." There he goes again. You press your thighs together quickly before getting up off of his lap.

"Let's watch TV, yeah?" Chan smiles over at you as he quickly and nonchalantly scans your entire body taking in your bare legs and lace covered core.

"Sounds good, baby."

The food came and went quickly since the two of you were hungrier than you realized. You watched various random television shows and finished the end of a movie that Chan swears used to be his favorite. The two of you decided to pack it in maybe fifteen minutes ago. You've already showered and changed into a more comfortable cotton pair of red panties and another one of your fiance's shirts. You slid into bed and stared up at the ceiling as you waited on Chan to finish up his shower. You had pretty much forgotten about today's fuck up since he hadn't brought it up to you. It also helped to distract yourself with TV and food but there was still a lingering feeling deep in your chest. Something was off, you just didn't know what. You had noticed that he was extra attentive while the two of you spent time together. He made continuous eye contact that you couldn't seem to keep up with and his hand kept finding its way to the back of your neck. Not to mention that damned name he kept calling you.

The sound of the bathroom door opening snapped you out of your thoughts. You sat up to ask Chan how his shower was but instantly went dry at the mouth when you took in the sight in front of you. His dark hair was wet, some strands sticking to his forehead. He was shirtless with nothing but Grey sweatpants on and bare feet.

Holy fuck

You couldn't help but to stare, how could you do anything else with a man like that in front of you. The three years that you've spent together should have prepared you to see him like this. Hell, you've seen all of this man and probably know him better than he knows himself but there was something about the way that he looked right now that just threw you off. It almost felt familiar to you, you just couldn't put a finger on it.

"Do you work tomorrow, baby?" He asked as he looked over at you from under the towel he was using to dry his hair.

"Uh, yeah I do." You could barely get that sentence out as your eyes locked with his. There was a particular gleam in his eye that you didn't quite recognize but you knew he was up to something.

"Hm, I better make this quick then. It would be irresponsible of me to keep you up all night." He throws the towel he was using over to the hamper and starts to slowly stalk over to the bed. "Don't you think so, mama?"

Your brain went to mush instantly as you took in his dark tone and even darker eyes. It was at this moment that you were sure he read it. Everything clicked for you now. The name, the touches, even his outfit, it all came from that one fanfiction.

He crawled onto the bed and over to you slowly like a lion hunting its prey. In an instant he was on top of you. Looking down at you with his burning brown eyes. You couldn't help but to look away and over to the side but that was no use. You felt as his hand slowly snaked up your body and his thumb and pointer finger rested on your chin turning your head to face him.

"What is it? Is my little kitty shy?" You pushed your thighs together involuntarily. "It's just me baby, don't worry, I'm going to take such good care of you. "

"Chan I-" He lifted his finger to stop you from talking.

"What's my name baby?" His tone was dark and demanding as he stared down at you. Dropping down to his forearm next to your head he moved in to whisper into your ear. "I want you to call me by my name when I ruin you."

You were breathless and paralyzed. You racked your brain for the right answer even though you knew exactly what it was. You've called him by his name before so why should this be any different? Why was this so different?

"Chris - Christopher." A dark chuckle left his lips as he lifted himself up to look into your eyes again.

"That's my girl." Turning your head to the side with one finger he wasted no time littering kisses and love bites all over the exposed skin milking small moans from your lips as you desperately pressed your thighs together. "So you want me to break you, huh? "

You freeze as you realize that he's reciting lines from the very fanfiction that you accidentally sent him.

"You want me to fuck you senseless, mama?" He lightly bites at your collarbone before licking up your neck and planting a kiss behind your ear.

"I can do that." His right hand snakes down your body, his nails digging in lightly as he makes his way to your clothed heat. "Oh, baby"

He harshly but slowly rubs on your clothed core taking in the wetness seeping through your panties.

"You're fucking soaked." His eyes burn into yours as he rubs you over your underwear. You try your best to maintain eye contact but you can't help but to let your eyelids flutter shut every time he caresses your clit. "Eyes on me, mama"

You force your eyes open and look up at Chris as he rubs tight circles around your clit using your arousal as lube against your panties. "Let me hear you."

It wasn't until then that you realized that you had been holding your breath. With a shaky sigh you let out a moan and then you just can't stop. The moans just kept falling from your lips and the sound only encouraged Chris to do more. Before you know it he's moved your panties to the side and is tracing lines up and down your slick cunt. He barely touches your clit as he tries to build you up as high as he can. The higher he can get you the harder the crash will be.

"You want to see what you do to me, Jagi?" You frantically nod in response earning a smile from Chris. He pulls his hand away from your core painfully slowly and sits up on his knees straddling you. In one swift motion he dips his sweatpants down and lets his thick cock free from its restraint. You've seen it a million times but right now it feels new. "Look at how hard you've got Daddy's dick."

A moan fell from your lips at the sound of his filthy words. He was always good at dirty talk but this was different. He was playing out a written fantasy right now and your pussy just couldn't take it.

"Chris, please." He looked down at you with furrowed brows as you begged.

"Please what, mama?" He asked as he began pumping his length slowly, teasingly.

"Fuck" you moaned at the sound and the sight in front of you. "Fuck me, please." A chuckle fell from his lips as he watched you squirm under him.

"You're so needy, baby." You groaned at him in frustration. Was he really going to tease you? He was already basically acting out a fanfiction right in front of you. Did he have to add the teasing? You rolled your eyes at him instinctively. You found yourself doing that a lot and usually he thought it was cute but today was different. You watched as his free hand dipped down and grabbed your face and he stared down at you silently for what felt like hours but were merely seconds.

"Did you just roll your fucking eyes at me?" He got off of you while keeping a firm grip on your face. "Someone needs to be put in their place.

Without another word he roughly guided you over to his exposed length and tapped the head of his cock on your red lips. "Open your mouth and suck this dick."

You were taken aback to say the least. Chan was the type of guy who was more of a soft dom and didn't demand you to do much, especially not in such a dark domineering tone. You couldn't stop yourself even if you tried. It's like a button was pressed and your mouth was open, your tongue out and ready to taste your fiancé. He smiled down at you and slowly slid his cock into your mouth filling you up to the hilt. His head fell back in euphoria and he hissed a curse into the air.

You bobbed your head slowly at first trying to get him used to the sensation of your mouth around him but clearly he had other plans.

"Come on, you can do better than that." Both of his hands found their way into your curly hair and gripped the root making sure to not pull too hard. He began guiding you and moving your head faster and faster each time you came up from the hilt. It wasn't long before you began to gag around him with every stroke, your eyes watering from the choking.

"Fuck, Mamas, that mouth is filthy." You looked up at him with your big watering eyes as he looked down at you with his dark ones. You wanted to make him feel good but right now his rough nature was making you weak for him. Could it be possible that you feel better than he does right now? Having your mouth be used for his pleasure could be the very thing that drives you over the edge.

He continued to guide your head up and down his shaft until he suddenly stopped. Pushing your head down to swallow him completely. He forced you to stay in place temporarily, cutting off your air supply and making you gag and choke around him.

"Be good, slut, take it." Your eyes began to water, tears flowing down your cheeks. He pulled you up off of him, completely freeing his cock from your mouth. You gasped as he watched you intently paying attention to your body language.

"What's your color?" You had almost forgotten about the Stoplight system that Chris put in place as safe words for you. You were too focused on your pleasure and his to remember much else.

"Green" He smiles down at you before taking one hand out of your hair and grabbing the back of your neck.

"Good" He sinks his cock back into your throat as he holds you down once again cutting off your air supply " You're such a good hole"

His moans and growls are what keep you going as you gag around him. He pulls you off once again before pushing you back onto the bed. You gasp at the sudden change as he grabs your ankles and pulls your ass to the edge of the bed. Wrapping your legs around him he leans down to finally kiss your wet lips. The kiss was passionate and rough like it was meant to mark you. This was the kiss of a man who wanted you to know who you belong to. He swiped his tongue across your bottom lip asking for access that you gladly granted. His tongue explored your mouth. He tasted of sweet spearmint and the smell of his pheromones filled your nostrils. You hadn't even realized that you began grinding your clothed core on his exposed cock until he bit your lip with a hiss warning you to stop, but you couldn't. You needed him, you were desperate to feel him. If anything his warning only made you grind harder and faster against him. The feeling of his cockhead grinding against your clit was euphoric and you only wanted more as time went on.

"Naughty little toy." Chris growled as he broke the kiss. "If it's my dick that you want then that's what you're gonna get."

Grabbing the back of your thighs Chris swiftly picked you up and turned you both around so that you were against the wall. Your legs tightened around him as you squealed. You've done this position once or twice but it's been so long.

"I'm going to make you fall apart on my cock, mama." He buried himself into the crook of your neck being much rougher this time. He bites at the skin leaving marks that you're sure you'll have to cover up in the morning. He growled into your ear making you moan as you tried your best to grind against him. The both of you were growing impatient but you knew you couldn't move until Chris did.

Finally, he moves your panties to the side and teases your entrance with his cock. "Please, Chris, I need you so badly baby. Ruin me, please." A groan leaves his lips as he looks into your pleading eyes.

"You sound so pathetic, baby. You want to be fucked?" He slips his cock into you faster than he usually does but slow enough to allow you to adjust. "Here you go, kitty."

You cry out instantly moaning his name like your life depended on it. He bounced you on his cock picking up the pace with every stroke. He growled curse words in your ear every time you took him all the way, your walls tightening at the sensation.

"Shit, baby, you're so tight around me." Your head fell back against the wall in pure bliss. "Tell me you like it, let me hear you."

"You feel so fucking good Chris. You fuck me so good." Your praise only made him pick up the pace, turning your moans into gaspy screams.

"Fuck, oh my god, Chris… yes, please, yes. " Words mindlessly fell from your mouth as he pounded into you. Sweat dripping from his forehead as he fucked you senseless just as he promised.

"That's it, take it baby." His cock was hitting just the right spot and he stretched you out perfectly. The fact that this position felt so new to you didn't help to contain the arousal brimming over and spilling from your pussy. You felt a knot in your stomach and your toes started to burn as you got closer and closer to your release. That's when he said the magic words.

"Don't you dare fucking cum." The words came out as a breathy growl. It wasn't a demand this time, it was a threat. You whined as you tried your best to contain your growing orgasm but it just kept creeping up on you.

"Please, let me cum, Please Daddy I'm so close." He groaned at you calling him daddy, something he loved but would never admit to anyone else.

"Don't you dare." He growled again, making you whine. You tried, you really did but you just couldn't contain it. Your pussy clenched around him sucking him in like a vacuum and that's when he knew. " Y/N, don't you fucking cum"

That's all he had to say to throw you over the edge. The way he said your name with that darkness lingering on his tongue sent a shock straight to your clit. You couldn't stop it, you tried so hard but you couldn't stop. Your legs shook around him as your orgasm came crashing down. He didn't stop fucking you he only picked up the pace once he realized that you had cum. His thrusts were shorter and harder, he was punishing you.

"Oh, you've done it now." He fucked into you like he hadn't had sex in years. He'd gone feral for you and all you could do was cry out as your sensitive cunt got abused by his cock. To add fuel to the fire he snaked one of his hands in between the two of you to rub your sensitive clit as he pounded into you throwing you into an overstimulation spiral.

"Chris I- I can't take it." Tears welled up in your eyes as he made you feel so painfully good. It was so much but somehow you found yourself wanting more.

"Find a way to." Was all he said as he continued to abuse your aching cunt. "You should've listened."

His strokes were getting sloppier and his moans were getting louder as he felt you clench around him desperately. The knot in your core building up again.

"I'm going to fill you up so good." He moaned into your ear as his orgasm creeped up his spine. "Fuck, yes, I'm cumming baby. "

Just like that you felt Chan's warm sticky cum coat your walls. The same walls that were now sore and desperate for release again.

"Yes, thank you, daddy. Thank you." He fucked his cum into with a few more pumps before turning and laying you back onto the bed. You both panted, trying your best to catch your breath. You were in a daze, a happy cum drunk daze. You couldn't believe that he actually did what was in that fanfiction but God you were grateful.

"So, you want to be a disobedient whore, huh?" Your eyes shoot open as your fiancé's dark tone catches your attention. "You needed to cum, right?"

You slowly shake your head yes and a knowing smile is painted on Chan's face. "Then here." His hand pops against your pussy spanking it as his cum drips from your wet hole.

"Cum again." Chris drops to his knees teasingly slow and pulls you closer to him by your thighs.

"Chris I- .. Fuck." Before you can finish your sentence his tongue runs a hot stripe up your cunt. He groans as he tastes both you and himself in the mixture of arousal. "Oh my gosh"

He continues to lick and taste you wrapping his lips around your swollen and sensitive clit. His tongue flicks at the nub with slow and firm pressure keeping up his rhythm as he circles your clit. You turn into a hip bucking mess at the amount of pleasure you are feeling right now. It's so much but you want more. Your hands find a home in Chris' wet hair as you start to grind into his mouth. He hums his approval in response as he moves his head back and forth to give you more friction, the perfect formula. You feel your orgasm creep up your legs and it's moving faster and stronger than any one you've ever had before. Your vision goes dark and the grip you have on Chris' hair tightens as you scream for him.

"Fuck, Chris, I'm cumming." Your high washes over you like a storm. Your body shaking against his mouth as he continues to fuck you with his tongue helping you ride out your orgasm. High pitched moans leave your lips and you struggle against his tongue as it continues to taste you. Your vision starts to go white when he finally lets go of his hold over you.

"Such a greedy slut." Chris chuckles as you try your best to catch your breath.

"Are you alright? " He asks as he pulls up his sweatpants and plops down next to you pulling you into his arms. "Take it slow, in and out, baby. "

"I- I'm fine" you finally get out in a breathy reply.

"Good, you were amazing, Jagi" He pulls you into a tight hug and you turn to put your leg over his body as you finally find a comfortable breathing rhythm.

"You were better." Chris smiles down at you with knowing eyes.

"Well, you have your little fan fiction to thank for that. I would've never been that rough with you otherwise. I didn't realize that you like being bossed around so much. " A blush creeps up on your cheeks as you hide your face at the mention of the fanfiction. You had almost forgotten about it.

"I'm so embarrassed. I never meant to send you that."

"Hey, don't be embarrassed." He lifts your chin so that your eyes meet his. "I'm glad you accidentally sent it to me. I want to please you in every way that I can and if you want it a little rougher in the bedroom that's fine. I can do that for you. I'm happy to please you, Y/N"

"Did you enjoy it too?" Chris laughs with a wide smile and nods his head.

"Hell yeah I did. You felt amazing and I really liked topping you like that."

"Good" You say with a blush.

"Okay, well, it's one in the morning so we need to get some sleep but first I know you've gotta be thirsty."

"Yeah, my throat is pretty dry."

"Great, I'll get us some water before round two." With a smile Chris jumps up out of bed and jogs out of the room and down to the kitchen leaving you yelling behind him.

"What do you mean round two?!" You plop your head down on the bed and sigh with a smile. "This fan fiction has created a monster

[thesafecafe]

Take It: Mommy May D3

Summary: Hyunjin is always sweet and patient with you. Until he isn’t. You find out exactly what it’s like to drive your sweet mommy dom past his limits.

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, hard dom! Hyunjin, mommy dom! Hyunjin, edging, teasing, name calling, (brat, slut, bitch, whore, etc.), tears, spit, ice as a gag of sorts, restraints, (reader is in a swing tied to the ceiling), brat! reader, fem! reader, degradation, humiliation (consensual), slight objectification(?), face fucking, Felix cameo, choking, slapping, use of toys, blindfold, dacryphilia, Hyunjin is basically just playing with the reader as he likes, smut under the cut, enjoy! (A/N: This is my first time diving into something this intense, I hope y’all like it! I went off the rails)

Disclaimer: I do not believe the members of Stray Kids would act like this, nor is it a guide on their in real life personalities or actions. This is merely a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

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Patience was a virtue. One Hyunjin held very closely to his heart, practicing it on a daily basis. He liked to think of himself as slow to anger, as many inconveniences never tended to bother him as they did most people. He wasn’t constantly on edge, one minor unpleasant incident away from having an entire meltdown. He was a patient and long-suffering man. Everyone knew that, and no one ever did seem to push him past his limits. That was, until it came to you. You, who ignored the warning signs that he was getting annoyed. You, who ignored the worried glances of his staff as he tried to be nice to you despite his anger, before you poured a glass of water over his head.

“You are a wicked little brat, you know that?” He watched you squirm in your restraints as he upped the setting of the vibrator attached to your clit. It was funny now that he thought about it. You were an absolute bitch to him, on purpose, constantly taking his kindness for weakness. He’d met people like you before, but none of them had ever gotten as far underneath his skin as you had. It was something about the way that you totally disregarded the fact that he could break you in half that made him snap. Filled with nothing but pride and stubbornness, you had pushed him completely to the edge. And you were going to pay for every last bit of it, hanging from the ceiling of his bedroom. Your arms were extended on either side of you, hands tied to solid, heavy posts that you couldn’t see, and the same went for your legs behind you, with a blindfold over your eyes. You were suspended in the air, completely at his mercy.

“You’d think people like you would learn to stay in their place. Small, insignificant, weak. So powerless compared to me.” Setting the vibration higher for a moment, he grinned as he could see you were close once again. He just knew you were going to hate him in about three…. two… one second, as he turned it off. The muffled cries of frustration coming from your lips made him chuckle. “Aww, look at you. Where’s all that fire you had earlier hmm? No smart comments in that empty head of yours?” He knew you wouldn't respond, your mouth occupied with the block of ice he’d shoved in it not a good five minutes ago. You were trying not to make a mess on the floor, since he’d order you not to let anything spill. It took all you had not to allow anything to slip past your lips. Hyunjin tsked, circling around you, coming to a stop in front of you. You felt him lift your chin, his heavy gaze burning across your skin. 

Suddenly, you felt a stinging sensation against your face. “Dumb whore. Did you really think I’d let you off so easily? Thought mommy would keep letting you get away with everything?” He slapped you again, a muffled groan falling from your lips. Your cheeks stung, and you could feel yourself clenching around nothing. You whined when you felt two of his fingers slide into your mouth, extracting the semi melted chunk of ice, wet with a mixture of spit and water. “Well, it would seem that pretty little mouth is good for something after all.” Walking to your side, he quickly found and detached the small vibrator from you, his other hand bringing the ice to replace it. 

You jolted a bit at the sensation as Hyunjin rubbed the ice along your slit, coating it in your slick arousal. He ran it over your clit, toying with the sensitive bud, knowing you were still sensitive from being denied six times already. When he could sense you were close, he withdrew his hand, earning another whine, this time louder. “Mommy please-” You were cut off when you felt the sting of his hand across your cheek once more. “Did I give you permission to speak, bitch? Have you lost all your manners?!”  You shook your head, quickly remembering your place. “That’s what I thought. But obviously, you need something to keep your mouth occupied.” You heard him walk away, and you were scared for a moment that he’d leave you here, high and dry as punishment. But you heard him moving around, looking for something, Shivers of anticipation ran down your spine. You wanted to see what he was doing so badly, but you chased away the thought. For now, you’d have to trust that he’d have mercy on you at some point. Not that you deserved it.

Hyunjin walked back to you, a sadistic grin on his face. He’d picked up one of his favorite toys to use. His fingers slid up your slit, finding you wetter than before. He chuckled darkly, collecting some of it on his fingers. “God, you really are are fucking slut, hm?” His fingers move against you for a few more moments, before he replaces them. Stuffing a dildo into your entrance, he pressed it all the way in, plugging your entrance. Walking back to your front, Hyunjin picked up your head, gently untying your blindfold. He reveled at the sight of your face: tears in your eyes, ready to spill down your cheeks at any second, and your lips wet with ice water and spit. “I want to see your face while you put your mouth to work for what it was meant for. slut. And you’d better do a good job, because it’ll be the only lube you get.” 

You watched as he unbuckled his belt, sliding off his work pants. You could feel your mouth water as you saw the outline of his length through his underwear. He pulled them down enough to allow himself to spring free, the size of it intimidating you. “Open.” You follow his command, opening your mouth wide, allowing him to spit in your mouth. You swallow it, earning a groan before he’s pushing his length past your lips. You get to work, swirling your tongue around him, sucking on his tip. You think you’re free from his torture before you feel it. The vibrations of the dildo he pushed inside of you. You open your eyes to see him  pushing his blonde locks back, away from his forehead as he watched you, a wicked sneer curving his lips. “What’s wrong baby? Something you wanna say?”

You noticed the small remote he had in his hand, and a flare of indignation rose in your chest. In one final act of rebellion, you drew your head back, so that your lips were only encasing the head of his cock. Looking him in the eyes, you just barely licked the tip of it, grazing over the skin lazily. Hyunjin raised an eyebrow, cocking his head to the side. “Is that how you want to play, sweetheart? Because mommy can play too.” His saccharine words contrast with his actions as he ups the level of the device buried deep inside your cunt. You cry out at the intensity, once again rendered powerless at the hands of the man before you. Tying to get back into his good graces, you take more of him in your mouth, sucking more fervently than before. 

“Ah-ah! Open that mouth wide. Since you don't know how to use it, I’ll do it for you.” Grasping your face with one hand, he squeezed your cheeks, Hyunjin carefully pressed his length into your mouth, pushing it down your throat. You swallowed his length, hollowing your mouth around him when he bottomed out, earning a blissful moan from the man above you. Languidly rolling his hips, Hyunjin caressed both your cheeks, fucking into your mouth like you were his personal toy. His hand slid down to grasp your throat, pressing down as he increased his pace. “Look at you. Such a good whore, with such a good mouth. I should only have you open your mouth for my dick from now on. All you are is a cock hungry slut anyway, fuck.”  He cursed as he felt himself about to cum, hastily pulling out of your mouth. Working his length with his hand, it only took a few moments before he released, cumming all over your face, neck, and bare chest. He groaned deeply, trying to even his breath as he came down. When he opened his eyes, he was sure he could cum again from the sight.

Your face and chest were covered in his release, while tears were pouring from your eyes, from the effort of taking him in your throat, and the overwhelming sensation of the still vibrating toy lodged inside you. Turning it off, Hyunjin laughed when he saw more tears cascade from your eyes, mixing in with the cum on your face. “That’s right, cry for me baby. It’s no less than you deserve. As a matter of fact…” He leaned closer to you, removing his hand from his cock, cupping it under your weeping eyes. When enough water had fallen into his hand, he stood back, careful not to spill any. You watched in mildly shocked arousal as he brought his hand to his cock once more, using your tears as lube to make himself hard again. You watched as he stroked himself, feeling your juices leak around the dildo. What you wouldn’t give for his hands to be on you instead.

You are interrupted from the thought as his phone rings. Hyunjin smirked, mischief gleaming in his eyes. “Ahh, our guest is calling. Be a good little pet for mommy, and I might let you cum this evening.” Tucking himself back into his underwear, he walked over to his dresser, plucking his phone from it. Quickly answering the facetime call, his smile grew even wider. “Felix! You’re right on time.” You heard a deep chuckle as Hyunjin walked back towards you, phone in hand. ”You said you had a new toy to show me?” Hyunjin hummed, stopping when he stood in front of you. “I do. Say hi to my pet first though.” Flipping the camera so that Felic could properly see you, Hyunjin watched as you twitched around, embarrassment present in the way you wouldn’t meet the younger man’s gaze on the phone. “Oh, is your pet the new toy?” Amused curiosity was in Felix’s tone as he watched Hyunjin spread his cum over your boobs, massaging them gently. “No, she’s just my personal plaything right now. The real thing is back here.” 

Hyunjin walked around you, pulling the toy out and showing it off to Felix. “It works so well with her. Look at how pathetically wet she is, all because I called her a whore while it was inside her.” You felt your cheeks burn in shame as Hyunjin showed his friend your pussy, practically weeping from the continued denial of release, and now, even more so at being exposed for what you’d been called all evening: a slut. “Fuck, she dripped onto your screen.” Felix groaned and your face burned again, the feeling of your walls convulsing once more at the thought of him getting off to your naked form making you squirm. “How do you think the rest of her punishment should go Lix? I’ll leave it up to you.” Hyunjin straightened up, standing in between your legs. 

“I say you should put the toy back in her, fuck those pretty tits, and cum all over her pussy, or fuck her mouth again, and deny her some more, then untie her and sleep.” Hyunjin hummed, pleased with his friend’s suggestions. “Thank you Lixie. We’ll talk to you later.” Hyunjin hung up the phone, staying still for a minute. He was weighing his options. Sliding his underpants completely off this time, he lined his tip with your entrance, thrusting into you shallowly as he decided on what to do. You moaned, wishing you could push back onto him, and feel him deeper. But he kept on, not sinking fully into your soaked core. “Hmm, what do you think slut? Should we go with option one, or option two?” A harsh smack  on your ass earned him another moan. “Mommy, please, please I’ll take anything-” You are cut off by your own sobs, half crying, half groaning at the feeling of him inside you. Hyunjin sighed in exaggeration. “Right, you are just a cock driven whore.. You don’t know anything. I’ll decide, and I say option two works just fine for me.” Pulling himself out of you, he rubbed his length along your folds, coating himself in you. When he's done, he walks back to the front of you, raking your boobs in his hands. 

“I think mixing the options together a little bit can’t hurt though.” Pushing himself between them, Hyunjin’s slick coated member rutted against your breasts, his cum mixing with your arousal. “Your tits are so perfect. So fucking soft.” He hissed, pulling himself away before he could get lost in the feeling. “We won't have a problem this time, right sweetie?” He raised an eyebrow as he positioned himself at your lips again. You opened your mouth wide, allowing him in once more. “That’s a good slut. Now clean me off.” You did as you were told, taking as much of him in your mouth as you could. You licked up the mixture spread over his length, swirling your tongue as you tasted it, the combined flavor overwhelming your tongue. When you were sure you’d cleaned him well enough, you opened your mouth, showing him.

“Ahh, so you swallowed it all. You learned to use your mouth well.” Pushing his way back down your throat, Hyunjin wasted no time in setting the pace, going faster this time. Yanking your hair, he forced your head to bob up and down his length. Not caring if you gagged this time, Hyunjin was purely using your mouth for his own pleasure. Pounding into your throat, Hyunjin eventually felt himself about to cum. He didn’t remove himself from you, this time painting your throat white with thick ropes of white, rutting against your tongue as he rode out his high. ”Fucking swallow it.” He didn’t remove himself from your tongue, making you swallow his release while he was still inside your mouth. “That’s a good little bitch. Now let’s see how many times I can deny you until you can’t think straight.” 

You were in for a very long evening. You’d just have to take all that your mommy gave you.

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[penny44224]

Can anyone tag me with any skz and enha x blk writers pls. These concerts/ tours especially BANGCHAN SOLO STAGE PLEASE A GIRL NEEDS SOMETHING IM GOING THROUGH IT.

[unique-high]

💓 The moment SKZ realized they were in love with you 💓

sorry for any mistakes.

Bangchan: For Bangchan the moment he realized he was in love with you was when you were asleep in his bed. You always slept in his bed when you spent the night and Bangchan always took the sofa. That morning Bangchan walked into his room and suddenly stopped to stare at you as you slept. Little things that he knew about you suddenly turned into big things he wanted to hold onto forever. He starts to think about what going to bed with you every night would feel like. And waking you up in the mornings with soft kisses to your face.

Hyunjin: For Hyunjin the moment he realized he was in love with you was when his members pointed out how he would smile every time he talked about you. At first, he denied that he was in love with you because you're his friend and often times friends turning into lovers never ended well. Hyunjin was more scared of losing you as a friend but he started to play with the thoughts of you and him together. From little softer thoughts of you and him dancing in your dimly lit living room to your favorite song while laughing and to you playing with his fingertips while you talked about your day as he listened.

I.N: For I.N the moment he realized he was in love with you was when you smiled at him. There was just something different about this smile that differed from the dozen you would give to him on the daily. I.N thought maybe he was imagining things with that one smile. But all your other smiles after that one felt like summer. Your smile did things to him he couldn't really explain. So he would start telling you how beautiful your smile was just to watch your smile grow even bigger until your cheeks hurt. I.N wanted to be the only person that could see your summer smile and feel the warmth of it In his soul. Some people might tell him it was just a smile. But it wasn't. It was a smile from you, the one person that stole his heart.

Seungmin: For Seungmin the moment he realized he was in love with you was when leaving you at the end of the night was something he didn't want to do. He wanted to stay with you late into the night, even if you two run out of things to talk about. He didn't care as long as he was with you, that's all he cared about. So when he walked you from work or school he would walk a little slower just to have a little more time with you. And when it came time for him to say goodbye, he couldn't just say it. He hugged you. His arms tighten around you. Seungmin needed that closeness. When he's alone in his bed he could still feel your warm body against his.

Lee Know: For Lee Know the moment he realized he was in love with you was from your laughter. To others, there wasn't anything special about your laugh but for Lee Know your laughter was refreshing like cold rain against hot skin. When he started noticing little things within your laughter, he would ask the members if they noticed those little things too, but they didn't. It was like those little things you could even call them moments were only meant for him. Lee Know wanted to spend forever with you and your laughter.

Changbin: For Changbin the moment he realized he was in love with you was when you made him feel like a person and when you were there with him at his lowest. He liked how well your soul complemented his and he liked how you two could speak with each other without using words. It was that understanding of him that he adored about you because no one ever really took the time to get to know him besides his members. And like how you understood him, Changbin took his time learning more things about you that he didn't know before. Those unknown things would become something special to him. He would make notes on his phone when he found out something new. Like your favorite ice cream flavor, what books were your favorite, and why your favorite color was your favorite color.

Felix: For Felix the moment he realized he was in love with you was when you would wait for him to be done with practice. No matter the weather you would always wait for him. And For Felix that said a lot. He liked it though, always looking forward to seeing your pretty face after a long day. The way he would hug you once he was close enough to engulf in a sweaty hug, felt like a forever hug. Forever hugs were nice and felt like home especially coming from a person who realizes they're in love. Felix took that moment to get lost in your scent. You always smelt like something nice. After he told you he liked a certain fragrance that you wore, you wore it more often just for him. Felix would return the favor of waiting for you, always with cake or something you both would eat together at his place or yours. He could do this every day, waiting for you.

Han: For Han the moment he realized he fell in with you was when you said his name. The way you would say his name was different from how you would say the other members' names and Han wondered if you noticed how your voice was sweeter with his name. For Han, his name became his favorite when coming for you. At random there would be times Han would ask you to say his name and when he asked for you to say his name again he would smile with love-struck eyes. He could listen to you say his name every day.

A/N: Hiii, thanks for reading! My request are open if ya'll ever want to request anything as long as it isn't smut 😭. I do take girl group requests too, I may not know them but I don't mind doing the research and stanning a new group. ☺️

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[neomujinjja]

Slow Dancing

"Let's skip," your partner said as they stepped into the kitchen. You hummed in thought before voicing your agreement. While it was a small shame since the both of you were already dressed up but in reality, you were more than happy to stay home.

"Imma go change then."

"Wait," they said, stopping you from exiting the open space. You watched as they fiddled with their phone before soft music came through the speakers. You raised an eyebrow in amusement, barely able to hide the smile growing on your face. Your partner pulled you in close by your waist and the two of you began swaying. "We can just have our own private party; it'd be a pity to change when you look so good tonight." Heat rushed to your cheeks, they could be such a sap. You decided to say nothing in response, instead lessening the small space between you guys. Staring at them with stars in your eyes as you knew you might be the luckiest person alive to be with them.

Taesan of BoyNextDoor, Juyeon of The Boyz, Minho & Felix of Stray Kids, Jaehyun & Hendery of NCT, Jongho of Ateez, Cha Eunwoo of Astro, Woodz, Kihyun of Monsta X, Yugyeom, Suho of EXO

[thatblvckboyy]

I've been wondering is there like a male idol x poc male reader cuz I haven't seen one 👁👄👁

[fullmoonlake]

‧₊˚ spacedore's 100 follower event ‧₊˚

i recently hit 100 followers!! in celebrating i created a little event, just choose one of the dialogue prompts below and ill write you a drabble with the stray kids member of your choice <3 im so so exited to start this, have fun !!

xtra rules 🐚 pls read

make sure to include which member you want your drabble to be about, make sure to include the gender of the reader you want (ex. f!reader). all requests must be sent through my ask box, and if you want to be tagged in your post, the ask cannot be send by anon. lastly, i don't write smut, so please keep any requests free of that. that's it, please have fun, im looking forward to writing for you !!

‧₊˚ dialogue prompts‧₊˚

"Are you trying to flirt with me?" 

"You’re never going to let me live this down, right?"

"Are you really this happy 24/7?"

"Everyone already thinks we’re dating."

"You don’t have to like me, you just need to pretend you do."

"Are you doubting my acting skills?"

"Believe me, I will never be tired of you."

"How does your food always look so good and mine always burns?"

"I'll leave this problem for future me to worry about."

"I'd never thought you'd betray me."

"You know me better than I know myself."

"Are you laughing at me?"

"I feel awful. like literal death."

"How did you not notice, I always flirted with you."

"You’re a dumbass, please know that."

"Here, give this a try and tell me what you think."

"You know you can always talk to me"

"So, what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Hold still. this might sting a little."

"Everything looks so beautiful from up here."

"How long has it been since you've slept?"

"Oh, come on. I wasn't that drunk."

"That has got to be the dumbest idea I've ever heard."

"Keep it. I want you to have it."

"Are we about to kiss right now?"

"I can stay, if you want"

[staaaaforlife]

comments and likes are very much appreciated. thank youuuu

word count:2408(sorry yallll)

warnings: angst (if you squint), harddom!Felix x Sub! Reader: Felix being jealous over Soobin; degrading (Felix calling the reader a whore and slut like a lot); virgin reader; breeding kink; unprotected sex (don’t do)

"Come on, it's not that cold," your friend Felix said. "Felix, I don't want to go in the water," you said, going back to your phone. "What's the point in going to the beach if all you're doing is sitting on the sand doing nothing?" "Let me be," you said, rolling your eyes. Felix sighed and gave up. "Fine, but I'm right here if you need me," he said, going to the water with your other friends. See, the thing is, you have a crush on Felix. You guys became friends 3 months ago, and then you became really close with each other; the more you hung out, the more you realized how much you like him-maybe even love him. You confessed to him a month ago, but he said you guys were better off being friends, so yeah, you guess. You fell asleep on your towel, wishing the day would end.

You heard people talking, so you got up, but it wasn't anyone you knew. It was a boy with some of his friends. "Oh, hey, you're awake," he said, smiling down on you. "Hey, me and my friends have been watching you from afar, and I was wondering if you would like to, you know, go on a date with me." He said it shyly. I mean, he is kind of cute... But Felix. "Uhhhhh," you said, looking up at him. "I'm Soobin, by the way," he said, flashing you a warm smile and bringing his hand out for you to shake. "I'm y/n," you said, shaking his hand. "Y/n," he repeated. "A pretty name for a pretty girl. Anyway, can I get your number or anything?" "I mean, sure, why not?" "She's taken." A deep voice came from behind you, but you knew who it was. "felix?" "Oh, she is; she was just about to give me her number." "she was just playing with you now leave, or else I'll fucking kick your ass." Soobin looked at Felix, then at you. Your face was in shock as to what just happened. you? felix? dating? Are you dreaming? "Are you sure? She seems pretty interested." "What did I say? Leave now," fine," but before he could leave, he dropped a paper next to you and winked before leaving. "Felix, what the hell?" you said, slightly screaming. "what? What did I do wrong?" "Felix The guy was trying to get my number, and you scared him off." "I'm sorry, I don't know what got into-" "It seems like you don't know a lot of things, Felix. "You got up, "tell them that I'm leaving," "wait yall, don't go," why, so you can make me sad," he sighed, and just let you leave. Before you did, you picked up Soobin's number. ' Time to have some fun, you said in your head as you were walking off the beach.

When you got home, you texted Soobin.

y/n: Hey, is this Soobin? This is y/n.

Soobin: Oh, hey, I didn't know you were actually going to text me! after what your boyfriend did.

y/n: Soobin, he's not my boyfriend. I don't know why he said that. I confessed to him, and then he rejected me.

Soobin: Ah, I got you. soooo me? you? date tomorrow?

y/n: I would love to too!

You put your phone down, and as soon as you did that, you heard a knock at your door. You groaned and got up to open it. "felix? What are you doing here?" "Y/N, please let me just explain myself. I know you're confused. I just want to clear everything up, and I'll be on my way. You don't even have to talk to me again. Just please hear my side." You didn't want him to leave, though. "Fine," you let him in, and he smiled. "Ahh, thank you so much." He sat down on the couch, and you followed him and sat a little farther away than you used to. "OK, yeah, look, I never wanted to break your heart," he sighed. "When you confessed to me, I was nothing but happy, but I wasn't ready, and I should have said that back then; I just wasn't thinking. Y/N, look, I really like you; I have all this time. That's why I got so jealous of that guy. I really like you, y/n, and I was just scared for you to leave me because it happened before." You looked at him shocked. "You like me?" "Yes, I like you, and it's ok if you had lost your feelings for me. I don't blame you." "felix..." "I know I'm a bad person. I'm a dick. I'm an asshole, he began, and before he could go on, you kissed him. something you've been wanting to do for a while now. His lips were soft and sweet, like cotton candy. He felt amazing. He felt... right. He pulled away with the biggest dorkiest grin ever. "I take that as you like me back?" "No shit," he huffed a laugh and kissed you again, pulling away and smiling wider if it was even possible. "You don't have to be sassy." "Waiting for you this long? I think I have a right too, Mr." Just as you said, Soobin called you. You looked at Felix and then back at the phone. "Who's that?" he said, looking at the caller ID. "Would you be angry if I told that guy on the beach?" You were smiling as if you had done nothing wrong. "No, no, no, hun, I'd be furious. I'll just kill him before he gets to touch you." You looked at him. "Uhh, then it's not him," you said, "anyway, when are you hungry?" "No, no, no, call him back." "W-w-what?" "Call him back," he repeated a little more darkly than before. "U-u-uh, ok," you took the phone and called Soobin. "Ahh, hey, pretty girl, do you want to have that date today if you're free?" Felix looked at you and then at the phone. "Are you ok? You seem tense. I know a way to help your baby." Felix couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed the phone. "What part of shes taken, didn't you understand?" "O-oh, but," he said, "don't call my girlfriend again." He hung up the phone. He looked up at you and saw you already looking at him. "Date today?" "Felix, please don't go," he stood up, "oh no, no, no, go with him. "Felix, please, I need you-and only you," you said. He looked at you and smiled. "Say that again, doll," he said, looking at you with nothing but lust. "I need you." "Fucking Hell." He smashed his lips against yours rougher than before. and pushed you to the couch, hovering over you. "Oh, the things I'm going to fucking do to you; you're going to only think of me and my name." Fuck, "I already think about you. "Fuck baby, let's take this to your room, yeah?”

You were sweating in these clothes, and you wanted them off. "Can Soobin make you out of breath just by kissing you?" "N-no" "Yeah, thats right," he said, kissing your neck while griding his hard cock on your cunt. You gasped as it took you by surprise. Fuck, what am I going to do with you?" he said, sucking on your neck, making sure to leave a mark. F-felix, "Yes, darling?" "I need you in me." "Oh, is that right? Your greedy little pussy was just over soobin, but you want my cock, what a fucking whore," you moaned at his words. "Fucking slut, do you like being talked down like this? You like being talked down like a little slut." You shyly hid your face with your hands. "No, no, no," he said, tearing off your hand, "you're going to answer me. Do I make myself clear?" "Y-yes, I liked being talked down like a fucking whore." "Fuck," he growled, attacking your lips. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this; I've wanted you for so long," he whispered. "Take off your clothes." "W-what, fel-?" "I'm giving you what you want." Take off your fucking clothes." He didn't have to tell you twice. Soon, both of your clothes were off. "Look at you.. fucking sweet, sweet body, I can't wait to have a taste." "What are you waiting for?" "I need to play with you and make you wet." "Felix, I'm already wet as fuck." "Fuck, you really want me that bad, don't you?" he said, stroking his cock slowly. "Y-yes, please." "Alright, I'll give you what you want even though you don't deserve my cock.”

Soon he was aligning his cock with your wet cunt. "Are you ready?" he asked, looking at you. "Ready" just like that, he pushed his cock into you slowly, pushing his head back. "F-fuck your so tight, am I the first one to use this pussyhm baby?" You couldn't answer; you were too busy screaming. His hand found its way to your neck. "When I ask you something, I expect you to answer." "Yeah, you're the first one, Lix." You felt his cock twitch inside you. "Fuckkk," he pushes the rest inside you, waiting for you to adjust. "M-move please." His hips snapped against yours once, making you let out a shaky moan. "You like that?" he said smugly. "Y-yes," he smiled and pulled, pushing back into you and snapping his hips this time. "F-fuck you; you feel so nice and warm. I don't know what I was thinking," he said, moving faster. "F-fuck Felix." "Yeah, you like that? You like being fucked like this, baby? Like being fucked by a man who rejected you, huh?" "Fuck! Yes, Felix, don't stop." "Open your mouth." "Wh-" "Open your fucking mouth." You did as you were told, opening your mouth to him. "Good girl," he grabbed your hair from behind and spit in your mouth. Fuck. "Your fucking mine not soobin; not anyone else but me got that?" "I-I- Fuck," he pulled out and flipped you on your stomach and spanked your ass, making you jump and clench around nothing. "Last time I asked you to fucking answer me," "Yes, i-im all yours!!" Just as you said, your phone rang. Felix looked at the caller ID. "Speaking of the Devil," he chuckled. "Why don't you answer him, baby?" "I-i-i can't." "I wasn't asking you, I was telling you to pick up the phone now." You sobbed and picked it up, putting it on the speaker. "hey y/n! Are you ok?" You heard him ask worrily, "i-I'm good, and you tried to hold back a moan as Felix fucked the living daylights out of you. "Are you sure you sound out of breath? He didn't hurt you, did he?" Felix chuckled. "Hurt you, he says." "N-no, Soobin, don't worry, I'm fine." "Yeah, you are," Soobin joked. felix growled, sending hard trust but slow trust to your pussy. "Hey, are you sure you're ok?" he asked. "How about some face time?" "No, Soobin, thats not a good idea," you moaned, covering your mouth. "What are you doing over there?" "Uh, nothing." "Are you touching yourself?" Far from it. "Soobin, I have to go," you hung up, letting out the loudest moan as you came around him. "Fuck baby, do you like being almost caught by a guy who wants to fuck you?" "Y-yes, fucck," he was still fucking you; the oversimplification was too much. "Fuckkk," he grabbed your hair, pulling you up to him. Your bodies were closer than ever. "Your fucking mine, f-fuck, where do you want me to go, darling?" "Side me," you said, but you couldn't even get the words out of your mouth. He chuckled-"can't even say it"-and his hand made its way to your neck, squeezing tightly but not too tightly enough to make you see stars. "You want me to knock you up but can't even say the fucking words. You want me to put a baby in your belly, is that right? Want me to mark you up? make you officially mine?" "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He looked at you as your head was thrown back to his chest. He took this as a perfect opportunity to spit in your face. "I'm gonna cum.. I'm cumping!" Fuck! He said as he came inside, letting out a drawn groan and pulling his head back. "Fuckkkk, take my cum, baby.. take my fucking cum. Uhhh, fuck, just like that. fuck yes.." He let you go, and your body went limp, dropping on the bed. He fell next to you both if you were trying to get your breath back into your body. "Are you ok, baby?" he asked softly, not like he had before. "More than ok," you said in between breaths. "Soooo, ahem," sooooo," "date tomorrow?" you laughed. "Sorry, I'm booked; Soobin took your place." "Don't test me," he said, grabbing your waist and pulling you close to him. "I'm joking, and I would love to too." "Hey, don't leaveee," I said as he stood up, "I have to get you cleaned. Hold on." He walked out and came back with a warm rag to clean you up. He lays down next to you “mine

[zee-143]

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘~~

𝙸'𝚖 𝚉𝚎𝚎!! (𝚂𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛) Black🤎💫 🇿🇦!!

DNI follow or interact if you're a pedo, racist, etc. Just if you know damn well you're a disgusting person pls don't. Ty

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💜𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜/𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚔𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 :) I will try to get comfortable with writing longer stories tho

💜𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 ^^ 𝙸 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

💜𝙸 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏. 𝚂𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 (I don't mind silly little dirty jokes tho) . ALSO, I will write x black readers but anyone is welcome to read!! Fem reader as well but I will try with GN readers

💜𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚜, 𝚁𝙸𝙸𝚉𝙴 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚇𝚃 (but mainly Stray Kids),

Jentry Chau VS the Underworld!

💜𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖: 𝚉𝙱𝟷 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛

💜𝙸𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚝𝚑 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎!

💜Requests are open!! (I think 😭)

💜Also I do not feel comfortable with writing things such as P3dophilia, R@pe, Inc3st etc. So please keep that in mind. I don't mind things like kidnapping maybe for angst and sometimes even gore. But yeah :)

[linos-luna]

Messy ❣️

Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, squirting, pet names, corruption kink, fingering

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This is the furthest you’ve gotten. Your heart was racing as you’ve never felt these feeling before. Your boyfriend looked at you, biting his lip at the sight of you lose yourself.

Both of you were left in your underwear. You were still feeling shy about removing your panties completely but that didn’t stop the pleasure.

“H-Hyunjin—!” You gasped as he moved you on his clothed hard cock. He wasn’t even fucking you but you were a mess.

Hyunjin smirked at you as he slowly touched your clothed cunt and rubbing circles.

“J-Jinnie~” you whimpered as you moved your hips against his fingers.

“You like that, hm?” He teased. There was something so sexy about the way he looked at you. It drove you nuts.

“Wouldn’t mind me playing with your little pussy now, right baby?” He whispered while slowly slipping his fingers under your panties making your breath hitch.

“Mm-mm- Jinnie~!” You moaned out loud the second he touched your clit.

“Oh you like that~?” He smirked before touching you some more, making your mind fuzzy with pleasure. “How about… I keep going, hm?” Hyunjin added as he stuck his hand in and teasing your hole.

Your eyes rolled back and you covered your mouth, not wanting to be too loud.

“Afraid the neighbors will hear you?.” He smirked while removing your hand with his other hand. “Silly silly girl~”

Suddenly you feel his finger slip in, eliciting a loud moan to escape your lips.

“Like that?” I said lowly while slowly moving his finger.

You couldn’t respond, only pant at the slightest movement as his middle finger curled in you. His hands were big and you were just surprised how deep he could go with just his middle finger.

“Didn’t hear you, baby~” He growled while moving his finger in and out before adding the second finger.

“Mm-mmhm! Yes Jinnie~!” You gasped and panted, losing your mind as he moved his fingers faster.

In and out, in and out. How long was it? Not long before you let go, cumming for the first time. You panted and whimpered from exhaustion and legs trembled, but he kept going, and you subconsciously bucked you hips. You didn’t feel in control. It felt like you were possessed by some type of sex demon. The neediness was intense.

Your panties were already soaked with cum and his boxers were getting wet as well from his own arousal and of course you. You knew that you came a lot, but you weren’t done.

“J-jinnie— agh! Jinnie—! Fuck~” you moaned and panted, throwing your head back in pleasure.

The lewd noised that came from your cunt as he continued finger fucking your wetness drove you nuts.

“A-ah~! Ah—! J-ji—!” You stuttered between pants before letting go. “F-fuck! Fuck!” You came hard.

Hyunjin smirked and he moved his fingers slowly to remove them before you came again without warning.

“F-fuck! Agh Hyunjin!” You practically screamed out before making a mess. A huge mess.

Hyunjin was shocked by how you squirted like that. Yes your panties were ruined but his shorts were also a mess.

After a moment, you looked down noticing the mess. Perhaps he came when you did? There’s no way you just did that!

“God… that’s so… so hot…” your boyfriend grunted as he removed his fingers and started looking at the damage and you getting all shy.

“Look at you… what a good girl.” Your boyfriend smiled and rubbed your warm cheek. You leaned into his touch and sighed, feeling so good in this moment. Slightly embarrassed but good nonetheless…

[moonlightdreamzz]

kill bill

part one part two

you return back to korea one year after you and hyunjin broke up, only to find out he has replaced you. how could he replace you?

→ g: all of it. the pain, the sexy, the happiness. angstsmutfluff! &lt;3

🎧 ➤ kill bill by sza

warning! you’re a heartbroken bitter ex girlfriend here, although for a valid reason. party environment! mentions of (w**d) and alcohol, language, and infidelity!

Everyone who is partying seems to be having a great time thanks to the Migos music that is playing. Together with the sound of feet leaping up and down, you can also hear recognizable voices trying to shout over the music. Everyone is singing together, but you can't help but scrunch up your face

You're stopped on the toilet, your heart racing as you rest your face in your palms, emulating Hyunjin's pose before interfering with his moment. You're not sure who will break the hush. You want to snort because this is all too familiar. This petty quiet game had devoured your relationship in the latter days of your and Hyunjin's relationship—you not speaking out owing to your misunderstanding over when the two of you became this pair, and Hyunjin always preferring the silent treatment over voicing what was troubling him.

Hyunjin takes a big breath before swiftly exhaling. He stands up and hands you the toilet paper from the top of their marble-topped sink. "Take it," he says quietly, and you quickly comply, wiping your sensitive parts freely as he faces the door.

All you can see is his muscular back, which appears to have become leaner from what you can see, and his blonde hair, which he opted to be down today. He was usually complaining about the headaches he had from wearing his hair up for an extended period of time.

Right now, you don't feel like yourself, but perhaps that's for the best. You quickly flush the toilet and then proceed to the sink to wash your hands. There wasn't much room to maneuver in this bathroom because it isn't particularly big. You are compelled to rest your left hip on Hyunjin's thin waist since he is still standing still.

You have no idea why he hasn't exited the restroom. A number of delusions were racing through your disordered mind, your major idea being that he must still be as madly in love with you as you are with him, and that this would be the scene in the film where you both declare how much you need each other. You can almost taste it: the two of you weeping your eyes out while making love in this restroom. It wouldn't be the first time this happened.

You pause for a split second after wiping your hands on the beautiful towel before speaking.

"Are you sure you're not going to talk to me? I had no idea you were so afraid to approach people.” Although it is a falsehood, you are aware that doing the right thing will not result in the solutions you need.

This time, you weren't very adept at guessing what was going through Hyunjin's mind. His body language is the only glance you get, and it doesn't reveal much. You start to look for his typical signs of annoyance, such as disordered breathing, shaking heads, and fidgeting with the hem of his jeans to pass the time, but none of those things are happening. He is simply standing.

He whispers, "Shut up," and doesn't turn around. It's strange since his tone is the furthest thing from sharp, despite the fact that his words are. It may best be described as defeated. but not in the manner you desire. Not in a manner that would force him to leave the party holding your hand, disregarding what anyone else has to say. no…Guilt is the cause. It's unfortunate. It's embarrassing. You're at a loss for words.

“What?”

He continues, "Shut up."

“I'll stop talking when you look at me.” He ignores your threat and stands still. "Wow, you guys are all big and bad now, huh? Wow, Hyunjin. Have you got that feeling from your new bitch? Huh!” You start to speak louder.

You don't typically lose your cool in this way, but you can't help it. The level of scorn you are currently experiencing can only be fully understood by those whose hearts have been utterly broken. The man who once pledged to sacrifice his life for you will not even meet your eyes. Devastation has now replaced the blood that was previously rushing through your veins, and when devastation is the only thing keeping your heart beating, you completely lose control. You care not who hears. You pray that she is listening in on the conflict that you know is about to blow out inside these four walls from behind the door.

you usually never lose your temper like this, but you can’t control yourself. only the people who have gotten their hearts completely shattered can understand how scorned you feel right now. the man who used to say he would die for you won’t even look you in the eye. the blood running through your veins has now become devastation, and when devastation is the only thing keeping your heart pumping, you fucking lose control. you don’t care who hears. you hope she’s behind the door eavesdropping on the argument you know is about to explode behind these four walls.

“Answer me!" You yell. The music is loud, and the guests are still singing, but you can tell that folks nearby are starting to wonder who is in here. "What is it about her? Is she more beautiful than I am? Smarter? Lighter? You don't get to do this to me and then ignore—

Hyunjin has seized you with his thin hands and pushed you against the door before you can finish your sentence. Even though it is unplanned, your body thumps into it loudly, ruining what you know is supposed to be a covert reunion.

His eyes are moist and crimson, eyes you haven't been able to lose yourself in for a year. He is sobbing silently while his eyes are streaming with tears as they look directly into your soul. His eyes should have softened like they did when you first entered this room, but they don't.

Despite the fact that you two have always maintained that such things do not exist, perhaps he truly is your twin flame. Suddenly, the anguish, disappointment, and rage overwhelm you, making it difficult for you to breathe and causing your tears to fall exactly like his. But you can't just let them fall silently. You can't stop crying, even when Hyunjin's arms slink around your waist. Your sobbing is loud and unrestrained.

You are despised. "I hate you." You sob. How much you adore him, you detest. You hate that he broke your heart, and when you saw him on the floor, instead of going the restroom and running away, you couldn't keep it together and ended up in his arms as you always do.

Hyunjin is not feeling well. Seeing you sob like this makes him sick to his stomach. He can only blame himself. He wishes to tell you that he despises himself, but that would be too simple. He thought he'd finally found more than two words to say to you, but it's as if your anguish is flowing from you to him skin to skin.

But he has to hold it together.

“You hate me, huh?” He chuckles through he tears. “You know, Y/N? I hate you too.” He lies. You always act like you’re the only one hurt. Like you’re the only one who felt shit during this!”

“Because that’s what it feels like you asshole! Do you hear yourself right now? You broke up with me! You said all of these sweet loads of bullshit to me! You are the one who tried to make me feel like maybe we could be together again, just for you to move on! The one thing you swore you could never do! How do you think that’s made me feel!”

“Everybody says that during a breakup!” He finally screams back.

Never once had he ever yelled at you. All of this seemed like a terrifying nightmare. Was the whole thing a lie? Months prior, you had been asking yourself that question, but you dismissed it as a fiction of your insecure mind. Why did his tears match yours if he actually despised you and if all of his promises had been empty gestures?

He can tell you're having trouble breathing right now because of how violently you're hiccupping from weeping. Seeing you acting so sensitively on his behalf is such an unusual sight. You were great at demonstrating your compassion for others, but it never happened in situations like this. Even after the breakup, the way you handled it gave the impression that you didn't give a damn if he didn't know you inside and out.

Your remarks and the way you viewed him as your sensitive spot—what he was to you—were what made them profound. You currently have the same expression in your eyes, but it's mingled with terrible perplexity and grief. He made two promises to himself that he would never carry out. Didn't you go through enough already? However, there he was.

Tell her the truth.

“Baby…” he finally mutters. Your wet eyes immediately soften at the sound of your favorite name to be called by him. His gentle hand caresses your soft, brown skin. “Let me expla—

Knock knock knock!

“Hyunjin.” From behind the door, a small voice can be heard. Hyunjin and you both recognize the voice as coming from her, however neither of you can explain how you were able to hear her. You don't need to know how she appears because you don't know. She was the kind of woman that all the men in this place coveted.

You chuckle, a sole tear running down your eye.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?”

Hyunjin seems to have frozen over once more. He is now wondering if this is how God intended it since he keeps getting cut off when he starts to explain why he left you, the love of his life.

All of the late nights where he was having anxiety attacks only you could soothe and went to call you, his service would go out, or he would be summoned to a late night practice.

Everytime he was in the midst of writing you a letter, Bang Chan would come in, demanding him to “let it go” as it was “for the betterment of the group”

Leah, who was madly in love with him and on the other side of the door was shameful. The fact that it was brutally evident that his heart was somewhere else, yet she ignored it, was the final straw. She is literally a hired girlfriend from the company. She is aware. Bangchan is aware. Everyone is aware. You are the owner of Hyunjin. Every part of him. You were the only thing left in his heart. Without you in his life to fuel him up and pick up on all of the subtle intricacies he put into his actions, even dancing no longer brought him much joy.

Hyunjin was tired of running. But he was willing to do it one more time.

“Do you trust me?” He questions. He knows what you’re answer will be.

You have no idea what is going on right now. Hyunjin moved from being apologetic to declaring his hatred for you, to pretending he had a reason for his conduct, to now this. What exactly is going on? What was he going to say?

He doesn't have time to wait for a response from you. He is aware that your mind is concocting bizarre interpretations about his acts. He would lose all confidence if another 30 seconds passed.

“This is all fake.”

It’s as if the weight of the world dropped off of his body.

“What?” You utter.

“Her, our break up, I never wanted any of it.” He didn’t know his honesty would cause him to feel so weak inside.

You can feel the way his body is shaking. You know it’s only a mere couple of seconds before he collapses on the ground. Your hands are now cupping his face into your hands, holding him afloat just as you always did. In this moment, nothing makes sense except for the fact that you two were finally on the same page again after months of being lost without eachother.

You've noticed that the music has started to shout into Hyunjin's ear. This is what happened when he became overwhelmed by his surroundings. He's trying to concentrate by blocking his ears.

“We need to run.” He utters. “Take my hand. I love you, Y/N. I know none of this makes sense but if we can just get out of here I’ll explain everything. You just have to trust me. And I know that’s a hard thing to ask—

You ultimately decide to stop questioning him and start doing as he says since you can tell he's becoming anxious. Leah is in agonizing astonishment when she finds you and Hyunjin holding hands next to each other as Hyunjin suddenly regains control of his body and swings open the door.

“What the fuck, Hyunjin.” She squeals.

“Don’t what the fuck him.” You speak firmly

“What she said.” Is all Hyunjin mutters before squeezing your hand tightly and pulling you through the drunken dazed crowd, pushing her out of the way in the process.

The way everything is unfolding makes you feel as though you are watching a movie. Hyunjin is passionate as he shoves people aside to rush to the entrance, and you're moving so quickly that you can't even stop to look at their expressions.

The music is still blaring, and a song from earlier begins to play, causing you to practically black out.

I'm still a fan even though I was salty

Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy

Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one driving

Finally, you and Hyunjin exit through the door to the empty outside. The music, which once more seems to be absent, gives the impression that nobody else is present. You eventually lock eyes with one other for the first time without any pain involved, like if there is no one else on the globe save the two of you.

Hyunjin is helpless to stop. As soon as he pulls you up, you instantly wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to kiss you on the lips. The emotions that are coursing through his body are so intense that he feels as though his entire body wants to give way. At the same time, he feels joy, hurt, and remorse. He has no idea how he survived without your love for even a day.

You don't either, and it doesn't really matter right now. The fact that you are back in his arms is all that matters. Later, you'll have to kick yourself for not being more critical of him.

“I’m sorry. I’ll explain it all. I swear.” He says in between kisses.

You and Hyunjin make out as heavier thunder rumbles through the area. He again grabs your hand and pulls you to the parking lot as you both giggle together. Both of you don't seem to mind that your boots and his sneakers are drenched in water from the puddles as you run together.

He starts the car from a distance, opens the door for you like the gentleman you knew him to be, then clambers onto the driver's side and quickly accelerates away. He pulls quickly, giving the rest of the perplexed group a swerving decipher from as he can't help but touch you with his lips and an empty hand.

Hyunjin switches on the radio as the two of you drive down the freeway, and you quickly realize that it is the same station that was playing during the party. The two of you are still traveling to your favorite park in the midst of the storm, singing along to SZA's sly but true words as Hyunjin's lips are pressed against your own.

I did it all for love (love)

I did it all of this on no drugs (drugs)

I did all of this sober

Don't you know I did it all for us?

Who would’ve known this would be Hyunjin’s line to sing by the end of the night.

authors note: I know I took forever to get this out. i don’t even know if this is still wanted. if you guys want the full truth in another part, let me know!

© 2023 moonlightdreamzz. no one has permission to steal my work in any way, shape, or form.

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✨Masterlist✨

Tease - Dom!Hyunjin x Thick Fem Reader - Drabble

Okay, hear me out… Imagine being home alone while your boyfriend Hyunjin is out shopping with the boys but before he left he teased you to his heart's content. Once you were on the edge of your orgasm he abruptly stopped and sucked his fingers clean before grabbing his beanie, flashing you a smile and leaving you a dripping mess on the couch. You decided that you wanted payback so you slipped on his favorite lingerie set and took some extremely provocative photos, sending them to him every few seconds and getting warnings sent back as a reply. You decide to step it up a notch and send some voice recordings and videos of you touching yourself and making yourself a moaning mess. You made sure to tease and tell him that your fingers were so much better than his and how you don't need him to do what you can do yourself. After a while he stops replying and you leave it alone. Sitting on your bed in your lingerie set you aimlessly scroll on your phone for about thirty minutes before you hear the front door swing open and keys being slammed down on the living room table. Before you can even react a very angry and worked up Hyunjin rushes into the bedroom and the moment his dark eyes meet yours you know that you've fucked up big time.

"You want to play, darling? We can fucking play."

"I thought you didn't need my fingers, slut. Why are you begging for them now?"

"Next time I'll take off my headphones and let all of the guys hear you, how about that?"

"Take this shit, don't you dare pull away from me. Fucking take it."

[thesafecafe]

Soft Days: Mommy May D2

CW + Disclaimer: MDNI, 18+, soft! dom Lee Know, Mommy! Minho, fem! reader, soft sex, praise, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), choking (not really, just a warning), fluff for the most part, smut under the cut, enjoy!

Disclaimer:  I do not believe the members of Stray Kids would act in this way in real life, nor is this a representation or guide of their real life personalities. This is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

Words: 610

The weekends were your favorite part of the week. It meant you got to spend time with your boyfriend, Minho. You’d wrap yourselves up in each other’s presence in the only time when you both weren’t busy between work and classes. The warm afternoons that you’d spend in his arms were your favorite. You could expect some of the most relaxing moments you’d get all week when you were with him. You would watch movies, order in, maybe play card games, all while decompressing and talking about anything you could think about. But your favorite days were days like today.

Days like today, when music you recommended would spill from the speakers in his apartment, loud enough to be heard in each room, but not enough to cause a noise complaint from the neighbors. Days like this, when the sunny afternoons left you feeling tired and worn out, and Minho would pick up on your mood. Days like this when he knew exactly what you needed to make you forget about your day, taking up your thoughts and senses as he made love to you in whatever room you wanted. Days where he knew you needed to be taken care of too. Like today.

“Just lay back and look pretty.” Those were his only instructions. And so far, you were the prettiest you could be to Minho. Laying under him, moaning so sweetly as he gave you his all. “That’s it baby, let yourself go. Let mommy make you feel good.” He leaned down to kiss your neck, a soft sigh of his own reaching your ears as he felt your walls flutter and spasm around his length. He latched onto your neck, leaving a dark trail of bites and markings along your throat. His hands gripped onto your thighs, squeezing them every so often. His hips rolled against yours, allowing you to feel all of him, as deeply as you could.

“Look how well you fit around me. So perfect, my gorgeous fucking girl.” Minho increased his speed, not by much, but just enough to bring you over the edge once more. Your eyes rolled back, and you called his name as your walls contracted around him. “Minho please-” You were cut off by the feeling of Minho’s hand sliding around your neck. Not squeezing, just there. A warning. "Mommy, mommy please, I'm sorry." You whimpered as he kept going, the pleasant sting of overstimulation starting to come over you. “That’s much better sweetheart. But it seems we’ll have to give you two more now, instead of one. We can’t have you so stressed you’re forgetting mommy’s name, now can we?” He purposely drove his hips harder when he spoke the sweet words, grinning when you cried out at his antics.

“Shh, you know mommy will always take care of you.” Pulling one hand away from your thighs, he caressed your face for a moment. You loved when he looked at you this way, a mixture of adoration and lust, all for you. You were his everything and it reflected in the way he looked at you like the most precious thing in the world. You could feel the knot in your stomach building once again, and Minho knew you were close. But you were holding back, waiting for his permission. Always so selfless. He leaned down, whispering to you gently. "Cum for me baby, you don't have to wait for me."

Yes, soft days like this were your favorite. When he'd gently ruin you over and over again, pleasuring you until you would forget your worries. When you would come undone in the arms of your doting lover.

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[penny44224]

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