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yumiblogs · 10 months ago

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Ok my Request 😏

Main Plot . Changbin comes home to reader after stress at work (idol/non idol whichever you prefer) he wants to sleep but reader won’t let him,maybe Changbin says something like use my thigh or just use me then but slowly he gets turned on and DIVES in

Changbin x fem reader

Thigh riding obviously,hickeys,oral f/m receiving,Dom Changbin (when he’s turned on),dry humping,neck/ear licking,biting,cockwarming,

Dont have to use all above just some suggestions would love the first one tho again obviously cause I’m dark and weird

PS I enjoy reading you material thanks for writing what you write 🖤

Giving Into Pleasure // Stray Kids Changbin

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Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Cockwarming, Thigh Riding, Nipple play, Biting, Rough sex, Licking, dry humoing… (if there’s some I missed please let me know)

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It was a long day for Changbin, exhausted from all the rehearsals, lessons, and preparations for their upcoming album. All he wanted to do was crawl into bed and forget about the stress of the day the moment he gets home.

"Changbin, I... I've been waiting for you," whispered Y/N, her voice laced with desire. Changbin could see it in her eyes.

"Y/N, what's going on? I thought we agreed to take it slow tonight," Changbin said, trying to keep his tone soft yet firm. Y/N looked down, her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow. "I... I'm sorry, Changbin. I just couldn't help myself. I've been so turned on all day, thinking about you. I need you right now," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Changbin sighed, feeling both sympathy and arousal for Y/N. But tonight, he was just too tired to engage in a full-blown session. "y/n, I understand how you feel, but I'm really exhausted. Maybe we can just cuddle tonight, and I promise we'll have proper sex tomorrow," Changbin suggested, hoping she’d cave in.

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes pleading. "Changbin, please. I can't help it. I just need you inside me, I need something.” she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. Changbin hesitated, torn between his fatigue and Y/N's unquenchable thirst for pleasure. As much as he wanted to deny her request, he couldn't bring himself to do so.

"I guess... maybe you could just use my thigh," Changbin conceded, giving in to her needy state. "But I don't have the energy to do more." Y/n’s eyes twinkled with excitement. They headed to the couch then she climbed onto Changbin's lap, straddling him, her skirt riding up to reveal her smooth, toned thighs. As y/n began to move her hips gently, grinding on top of Changbin's thigh, he couldn't help but slightly moan in pleasure. The sensation of her body against his was really waking him up, it pained him not be able to have the energy he usually had when they were intimate or he’ll defiantly pin her down in a matter of seconds and ruin her.

Y/n’s hands roamed over Changbin's chest as she continued to rock her hips forward and backwards. Changbin's eyes were closed, his head thrown back in ecstasy. But as Y/N continued to grind against him, he couldn't help but reach down, his hand cupping her ass and pulling her closer.

"Oh, Changbin," y/n murmured, her eyes locked onto his. "You're so naughty…" Changbin didn't respond, lost in the sensation of Y/N's body against his. His hands began to explore her curves, squeezing her ass and pulling her even closer. Y/n let out a moan, her hips moving faster as she rode Changbin's thigh. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered dirty words that sent shivers down his spine.

Changbin groaned, his hands gripping Y/N's hips tightly. "Fuck, Y/N," he groaned under his breath, Y/n’s arousal dripping over Changbins thick thigh, she kept grinding, holding onto his shoulders. As the tension between them continued to build, Changbin couldn't help but feel his cock growing, now straining against his pants, begging for release.

Y/N noticed the growing bulge, her eyes widening with desire. "Mmm, someone's getting excited," she whispered onto Changbins ear, her hands moving to Changbin's belt buckle. Changbin's eyes fluttered open, meeting Y/N's gaze. "Don't," he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't have the energy…"

But Y/N wasn't one to back down. She undid Changbin's belt, her fingers deftly unzipping his pants and pulling them down just enough to release his throbbing cock. Changbin gasped, his hands instinctively reaching for Y/N's hips as she lifted herself swinging her leg that was between Changbins legs and positioned herself to be on top of him, both her legs on each side of his hips as she rested her arms on his shoulders.

She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his shaft as she began to stroke him gently. His cock between the two. "Oh, Y/N. That feels so good," Changbin moaned, his eyes closing as he surrendered to her touch.

Y/n grinned, her eyes never leaving his cock. "I know, Changbin. I can tell how much you love this. How much you love me touching you like this," she said, her hand moving faster as she increased the pressure. Changbin groaned, his hips thrusting involuntarily into her hand. "y/n, you're driving me crazy. I can't take much more of this," he panted, his voice filled with desire.

“Changbin…” y/n said, almost as a whisper. "Alright, y/n we can try cockwarming but nothing more” Changbin looked at y/n, nodding slowly. "Are you sure, baby?" y/n asked, her voice filled with desire. "I can stop if you want." She continued. “It’s okay…” Changbin pecked y/n’s lips and nodded again. Her hand still stroking his cock.

Changbin groaned, his body trembling with desire. "y/n, i know how much longer I can hold back," he panted, his voice filled with need. Y/n grinned, her eyes never leaving his cock. "That's the idea, Changbin. Now, let's do this," she said, her hand guiding his cock towards her soaking wet pussy as she lifted herself just enough.

As Changbin's cock brushed against her wet folds, y/n let out a soft moan, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Changbin. I need you inside me.” she said as she began to slide down into Changbins thick cock. Y/n cried out in pleasure, her body writhing as Changbin filled her completely. Changbin watched her every move and expression, his hands gripping her hips as he held her in place, slowly giving in into the pleasure, not being able to resist.

"Oh, Changbin," Y/N whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "You feel so good inside me." Changbin watched y/n’s expressions as she clenched around his cock. “Fuck it” Changbin then held y/n in place as he thrusted into her with urgency. The room was filled with the sound of their gasps and moans, the tension between them reaching another level.

Changbin's cock throbbed at her moans as y/n gasped and threw her head back in pleasure. Changbin held y/n tight, his hands gripping her hips as he began to thrust into her, each movement deepening the connection between them. Y/n's moans grew louder with each thrust, her nails digging into Changbin's shoulders as she rode the waves of pleasure. "Faster," Y/N pleaded, her hips rocking in perfect rhythm with Changbin's. "Harder, yes, just like that." Changbin obliged, his cock sliding in and out of y/n's tight pussy with ease. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with y/n's soft moans and Changbin's deep grunts of pleasure.

Y/N's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Changbin leaned in, capturing one of y/n's erect nipples between his lips, teasing it with his tongue, slowly biting it as Y/N continued to ride him. "Uhh, yes…" y/n cried, her voice hoarse with desire. "Just like that, harder, fuck me h-harder…"

Changbin groaned in response, his hips thrusting against y/n hips, his cock buried deep inside her. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasm building up. "I-Im so close Bin…" y/n panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Bin, I'm going to cum-", Changbin's gripped on y/ns hips as he help her in place fucking into her faster. Her pussy tightened around his cock, "Fuck, Y/N," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "I'm going to cum inside you and you’re gonna like it” Changbin said. Y/n's eyes widened with pleasure, her body trembling as she neared her climax. "Cum for me, baby," she panted, her voice filled with desire. "Cum inside me."

Changbin's eyes rolled back in pleasure, his body tensing as he reached the point of no return. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside y/n and let out a deep groan as he released his load inside her. Y/n collapsed onto Changbin's chest, her body spent from the intense pleasure. They lay there, their hearts pounding in unison as they caught their breath.

"Thanks for helping me relax, y/n," he whispered, his voice filled with affection. Y/n snuggled closer, her eyes fluttering closed as she whispered back, "Anytime, baby. That's what I'm here for."

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doitforbangchan · 1 year ago

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STRAYKIDS

Bang Chan

Waking up to Channie

Brat

Little Tease

Lee Know

For the long haul

ABANB ch18 alternate smut

Beside you

Changbin

It's not fair

Hyunjin

Jerking off to a pic of you

Never want to wake up

Partition

After party

Deity

Captiv(e)ate

Han

Cockwarming Jisung

Weather the Storm

Felix

Cloudy Day

Playing Favorites

Seungmin

Not laughing now

La petit mort

I.N

Please, Baby

Series

All Bark and No bite - completed

Ever Lovely - ongoing

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Seonghwa

Midnight song

Hongjoong

Cross my heart

Mingi

I'd rather overdose

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bouquet-of-flow3rs · 1 month ago

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Blood Lust

Chapter III

!pairings: Vampire!Ot8!Straykids

summery: Now that the eight men have fullfilled their end of the deal it's your turn.

TW: Mentions of previous abuse, PTSD (?), mentions of murder, thoughts of violence, burning bodies (?), smut, voyeurism, cockwarming (kinda), blood play, praise, pet names (ex: sweetheart, baby, sweet girl etc,,,), Sir kink, MxM moments, unprotected sex, dry humping (?), fingering (f receiving), nipple play, aftercare. [Please let me know if I missed anything!]

A/n: I've never written smut before so it probably isn't the best, I'm sorry!

One last look back was all it took for you to know it’s over, the years of torture you endured were finally over.

You couldn’t help but tear up as you walk to the front of the apartment, sniffling, you wipe away the tears streaming down your cheeks, of course the eight men notice Jeongin going up and asking if you’re alright, “I’m sorry, was that too much for you?” He asks his lips curving downwards into a frown.

You let out a few shaky breaths, “No, I’m okay.” You smile your cheeks and nose rosy from crying, “I’m so glad it’s over.” You finally break sobbing out in relief. They all watch unsure if you’re comfortable with them touching you to try and comfort you so they hold off, all but Felix who walks over and slowly places his hand onto your cheek using his thumb to wipe away the stray tears.

You laugh at the gesture and move your hands up to wipe them away yourself, “Thank you.” You smile at the blond, before walking over and putting on a pair of shoes, “It’s still okay for me to go with you right?” You ask craning your neck to face the men by the door.

“Of course you can.”

Chan smiles at you his dimples popping out, Jisung moves his hand out to you and you grasp it, the cold touch startling you but you continue to hold it nonetheless, “So, where are we going?” you ask walking down the hall to the elevator of the apartment building, the blank walls and carpeted floors leaving you with a sense of unease from the amounts of times you passed them on your way back from work to Sungwoo.

You shake your head not wanting to think of him, this is your fresh start, your brain already conjuring up so many ideas for what you’re going to do, maybe you’d try reaching out to your parents and pray Sungwoo didn’t ruin your relationship with them when he cut you off from your family and friends all those years ago.

You were so deep in your brain that you didn’t even notice how much time had passed until you were walking into a luxurious-looking building, your hand still intertwined with Jisung’s his hold on you never slipping, “I’m so excited.” He smiles at you his cheeks looking adorably squishy, Felix overhears what Jisung says “Me too.” He agrees his usually deep accented voice pitched higher.

Hearing what they say you’d expect you’d be going to an amusement park not somewhere where they are going to drink your blood. It still feels odd that these seemingly normal men are vampires, heck you have doubts now, but all evidence points to them being truthful about their mythological beings.

You walk past a large lobby where the only person there is the receptionist and seeing as it’s still early morning it does make sense for it to be relatively empty, but you can’t help but feel bad seeing them yawn and rub their eyes nearly asleep from most likely being stuck on the graveyard shift, you focus your attention back on the men at the sound of the elevator dinging, opening its shiny metal doors for the nine of you.

Entering the surprisingly large elevator you’re amazed at its luxurious look, from its pristine, finger-printless walls to the large glass opening behind you which thankfully has no sunlight coming through, you watch as Chan presses the button for the very top floor, ‘the penthouse.’ you think to yourself impressed but then remembering these men do look like they could be supermodels.

You frown as you look out the window watching the once spotless sky slowly fill with dark storm clouds, you worry that Sungwoo’s body won’t have fully turned to ash but, you quickly reassure yourself that even if he doesn’t they still made sure he was dead.

Changbin turns and sees your pale face and scrunched eyebrows, “Uh oh, are you having regrets now that he’s dead?” He asks his face one of both a smug expression with a hint of concern before you can respond he shrugs, “Oh well, not like we can bring him back.” he says before looking away from you and beginning a conversation with Hyunjin, Jisung sends him a look squeezing your hand in comfort but you quickly speak up, “No actually,” you smile, “I’m glad, I was just thinking that the sky is getting cloudy and you know..” You trail off squeezing back at his hand reassuring him you're okay.

Felix who stands next to you wraps his arm around you stroking his thumb up and down your arm sending tingles down your body.

As the elevator continues rising you choose to stay quiet not sure what else to converse with these men about, you can hear the small ‘ding’ every time you pass a floor over the quiet chatting of the boys and the relaxing elevator music playing in the back. When you finally reach the penthouse the elevator lets out a louder ‘ding’ than it did for the other floors before the doors open and you see a metal fence-like door with a lock on it appear.

Chan digs through his pants pocket pulling out his keys making a move to unlock the gate, the boys all flood out of the elevator once the gate is fully opened by Chan Jisung quickly pulls you into the foyer of their penthouse, “Come on [Y/n] I can’t wait to show you around!” He smiles.

The apartment is nice and clean with a nice modern feel to it unlike the old-timey vampire lair you imagined them in before, the walls are mostly white with accent walls here and there, lots of gorgeous artwork hung on them, along with the massive floor to ceiling windows, that all adorn heavy-duty blackout curtains, Jisung also points out their massive balcony that overlooks most of the city.

He drags you into the living room with a soft and cozy couch and lots of throw blankets, along with imagining a lair you also thought they might have a frat house-like state, lots of mess around, and stereotypical ‘male’ decoration, but they had a stunning sleek style to the living room, a huge TV adorning the wall, and an expensive looking glass coffee table in the middle of the room, “Your house is so nice…” You comment looking at an exquisite painting on the wall, “Oh, Hyunjin made that one, lots of the artwork in here was made by him.” Jisung mentioned, you look over at said man in awe, he’s seated on their couch legs draped over Changbin’s thick thighs, he acts all nonchalant “I like to paint.” He shrugs before going back to scrolling on his phone.

“Come on [Y/n] I wanna finish showing you around~” Jisung whines, dragging you around the rest of the house which looks just as nice as the rooms he’s shown you already.

He shows you their kitchen which is rather large the black and white marble counters cool to the touch, you can see they obviously don't use it much, when you open their fridge it's completely void of any food, but when you think back in it that does make sense for them.

You follow him farther into the penthouse stopping by their bathrooms, they have two of them that he shows you, both in matching designs but one has a fancy-looking jacuzzi tub and the other a walk-in shower.

You'd never seen either of those in real life only knowing the simplicity of a combined shower bath, your eyes wide in awe.

A laugh brings you out of your admiration making your cheeks puff out in embarrassment, Jisung can't help but laugh at the adorable sight of you, your amazed face, and sparkling eyes.

A look of fondness paints his face, his eyes soften and his cheeks go pink, all of which you miss in favor of your own amazement.

After he’s shown you all around their home, excluding the inside of their bedrooms he drags you back over to the living room, “Chanie Hyung ~” he purrs, “Can we start now?” His doe eyes plead, Chan’s dark eyes flit over to you who’s standing next to the pleading man, your hands wringing together a small blush dusting your cheeks, “I’m not the one you should be asking Hannie.” He says his voice low with the hint of a smirk.

Jisung’s eyes move over to your figure next to him, his pupils dilating in want, he can still smell your sweet blood and if he were to strain his ears he’s sure he could hear your heart thumping in your chest, your blood pumping through your veins, oh how he wants to nuzzle up against your pulse point before sinking his teeth into you.

His teeth feel uncomfortable in his mouth yearning to sink into your delicate human neck, to taste your warm, sweet blood fill his mouth, he wants that so bad.

Would you let him? Would you let him and his coven use you? Let them feed themselves off of you? Let them taste you? Fuck, he can’t stop thinking about it, can you see the want in his eyes, his need to take a bite of you?

Han looks over at Chan, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat, Chan raises an eyebrow at him, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face, “Go on.” Chan voices, Jisung looks back over to you standing next to him, a rosy blush on your cheeks, you look so cute squirming in your spot, he doesn’t like that you aren’t looking at him though.

He takes a step closer to you reaching out his hand and cupping your chin raising your head to look at him, his gaze dropping down to your plush lips, your eyes shining in the apartment lighting, you make eye contact with him and that makes him want you more, the almost innocent look on your face all too adorable to him. His tongue darts out wetting his lips. You can’t help but watch as the pink muscle wets his lips leaving a glossy sheen to them.

You wonder if he can hear your heart pacing in your chest due to your want and excitement, you want them to make you feel again, feel like Sungwoo’s death wasn’t a dream but reality, want them to cover your memories with pleasure.

Jisung closes the space between you two ducking down to your height before placing his soft pouty lips on yours, his hands moving down your body before resting on your waist, your hands moving up around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss not caring who’s watching.

His lips parted enough for his tongue to dart out and poke at your mouth asking for entrance, you part your lips, his tongue slipping in and swiping over the inside of your mouth, you move your tongue against his, swirling together as saliva drips down and onto your chin. The kiss is all wet and syrupy sweet, you can hear him moaning into your mouth, his body pushing closer to yours seeking out your warmth.

He finally pulls apart from you with a lewd ‘pop’ a string of spit connecting you together, “What’s got you so excited, hm?” He asks with a dopey smile appearing on his lips, “I’m just happy.” You say a genuine smile taking over your face.

“So happy.”

You giggle, your hands raking down his chest resting to his clothed tummy. The two of you are so absorbed in each other you don’t even notice Chan has walked over to you until his hands land on your waist, his large hands cupping over Han’s before pulling you away from the man and into his chest.

“Let’s not do this in the living room.” He smiles at the two of you, your brain foggy from the kiss making you all pliant as he maneuvers you down the elegant hall and into a spacious bedroom.

He picks you up wrapping his arms around your thighs and plopping you down onto the large plush bed, you sink into the middle of the buttery comforter which is a nice cool temperature beneath you soothing your warm skin.

Jisung attempts to climb onto the bed after you but is pulled away by a disapproving Minho “You know the rules Hannie.” He shakes his head making Jisung pout and wiggle in his hold trying to break free and get to you. Chan shakes his head a deep chuckle coming from him before he moves away from the bed and over to Jisung giving a kiss to his pink, pouty lips and moving away back to the bed.

He climbs onto the bed his arms caging you underneath him, you bring your hands up and wrap them around his black button-up shirt, tugging him down and raising yourself up to meet in a kiss, your eyes closing as you allow your tongue to swirl with his in a wet french kiss.

Chan’s deep stormy blue eyes watching your lashes flutter against your rosy cheeks as you kiss him, the lewd wet sounds bouncing off the walls making the other seven a bit jealous they aren’t the ones kissing you.

Using one arm to hold himself he moves the other up to cup your cheek his own eyes closing allowing himself to enjoy the intoxicating feeling that is you.

After kissing for a few more seconds you finally pull away from him, releasing your tight hold on his shirt laying back down on the plush bed, “Ah, right my blood.” You say scooting back from him just enough to allow you to pull your shirt off of your body, leaving you only in your undergarments and pajama pants “That’s what you want right?” you continue throwing your shirt leaving it to land somewhere behind you “Go ahead.” you offer tilting your head and exposing your neck to him.

“Take as much as you’d like.”

Chan feels as if he was put under a trance his eyes glazing over as it feels as though his body is moving on its own, he leans down pressing his chest to yours using one of his hands to wrap around the back of your neck, he narrows his eyes at the bruises covering your neck like a collar along with the hickeys dotting your collarbones and chest, he lowers his head even more his tongue lolling out of his mouth tickling you as he leaves wet swipes all around your bruised neck He leaves open-mouthed kisses around your hickies erasing them as if they’d never happened.

You feel fuzzy, like everything is cotton candy fluffy, as he mouths around your neck, you’re so distracted by his wet lapping you don’t even notice when he bites down forcing a moan from your parted lips, you move your arms brushing them against his back feeling his tones muscles from under his dress shirt before raking your hands through his dark curly hair.

The others can scent your blood through the air, they feel as if they could see it if they strain their eyes enough, they’re jealous seeing Chan take gulps from your neck knowing they’ll have to wait their turn so they don’t drink you dry, they can’t help but imagine themselves in his place you arching your back into them letting out the cutest little “Ah, ah, ah’s~” dragging your nails over their scalps, oh how they wish it was them.

Jisung is still struggling in Minho’s hold rubbing his ass onto his hyung letting out small whines, “Stay still.” Minho breathes out into Han's ear, tightening his hold on the squirming boy. He lowers his hold on him moving his hand down to palm over the younger bulge successfully making him stop his squirming.

Chan pulls away from you when you give a light shove to his shoulder forcing him away from you, as he sits back you plop yourself down onto his lap, blood dripping down from the small wound on your neck a few drops escaping and dripping onto his face, he licks his plump bloody-red lips, “What’s wrong?” He asks his eyes trailing down to where your drops of blood roll down your chest.

You encircle your arms around his broad shoulders pulling yourself closer to him,

“More…”

You press your chest to his, he moves his hands down to rest on your hips pressing you down onto his bulge, “Please..” You whisper into his ear, your warm breath sending shivers down his spine, the desperation in your voice making him hiss in desire, you can feel him twitching beneath you making you more desperate for him, you remove your arms from around him and settle one onto his chest the other to one of his hands resting on you, “I don’t want you just there,” You say as you grasp onto his hand and drag it up you back and onto the hook of your bra, “I want …more~” You gasp out.

He huffs a chuckle from his throat, his thumb moving to his cheek wiping away your crimson blood and slipping it onto his pink tongue, his dark eyes never leaving yours. “Oh [Y/n], you have no idea…” He hums, his cold touch cupping your cheeks thumbs stroking up and down, shivering you lean into his touch small huffs leaving your parted lips.

“How much I’m holding back.”

Nuzzling into his touch a small plea of “Sir~” can’t help but leave your lips, his hold on you going stiff, “Oh [Y/n], sweet, sweet girl.” He coos, “Tell me… what is it you want me to do, hm?” his face contorting into an arrogant grin, you can feel yourself vibrating in need as his hands reach up tugging at your pouty lower lip, your tongue lolling out shiny and wet as he slides his fingers into your mouth.

You take his finger deeper into your warm mouth, your tongue swirling over his digits, eyes closed and moaning as he forces them in deeper causing you to gag, he pulls them away making you pout at him, “I asked you a question [Y/n]” He says his voice teasing as a genuine smile curls onto his lips.

You drag your hand from his chest down to his toned stomach, “ I want you to…”

“Touch me,”

“Hold me,”

“And fuck me.”

“I want you to do whatever you can to make me feel whole again.” You purr, rubbing your face into his hold, you’re a little sticky from your sweat and you're sure your face is flushed but you couldn’t care less how you look right now as long as he makes you feel as though Sungwoo’s death wasn’t just a dream that it wasn’t just a fantasy you want him to make you feel just how real it was.

Chan smirks at your words leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, this kiss is unlike the previous one you shared, that one was lewd, slow, and wet this one is all teeth clacking together and biting each other's lips, your tongues battling the other, he wraps his hands behind you and unhooks your bra letting the straps slide down your arms, briefly you pull away from each other your lips pulling apart with a wet ‘pop’, your bra falling off your body before he throws it somewhere in the room to be forgotten.

The others are so pent up and struggling to hold themselves back from the scent of your blood still floating around the room calling them to you, not to mention the sight of you sprawled out on the bed chest heaving as you take in deep breaths after the kiss you shared with their leader, They watch their want barely being contained, few of them are able to hold themselves back from palming themselves at the sight, hell, Jisung is putty in Minho’s hands, you glance over at the two only long enough to see Han’s unbelievably pretty dick being stroked by Minho’s veiny hands.

You can feel a dribble of slick wet your panties at the sight of them, only able to catch a quick glimpse before Chan is moving your gaze back to him, “Focus on me.” He whispers into your ear, nuzzling into your neck, licking up the small amount of blood that ran down your neck from earlier.

He follows the trail of blood as it rolls down lower on your chest, moving over to your breasts and letting his tongue swirl around your left nipple, feeling it harden under his tongue he continues, you move your hands up scratching at his scalp and pulling him closer to you allowing him to suck and swirl around your bud pulling small moans from you, you twitch and squirm in his hold, he growls against you send shocking vibrations down to your core.

“Slow- slow down~” you moan out, your grip on him loosening before the sensation of his sucking and slurping becomes too much for you causing you to tug him away by his hair, your breath hitches and eyes widen at the realization of what you did, you quickly pull your hands off of him and closer to you as a memory of Sungwoo floods your mind.

“Did you just fucking touch me?” Sungwoo scowls his face contorting into one of disgust your hands still buried in his brown hair “Get your disgusting hands out of my hair.” His voice deep and cold as the haunting words leave his lips.

His memory shuts off your brain and tricks you into believing he’s the one above you, you shrivel away from Chan, curling up into a defensive position as you hyperventilate eyes shut tight to block everything.

“I-I’m sorry…” You whimper still in the same position the words pulling out of your chest as a last-ditch effort to try and make what you did right, all the men in the room are confused as they watch you, the tension instantly disappearing as you dig yourself into your trauma.

Chan’s eyes are scrunched in hurt, moving his hands closer to you in an attempt to grab hold of your hands and try to offer some comfort but when you see his hands coming closer to you, you move away from him instantly.

“Oh [Y/n]..” His voice is pained and the others watch still standing in their position to make sure you aren’t frightened by their presence, “Why? What's wrong did I hurt you?” He asks his voice soft and his movements slow making sure you can see where his hands are going.

‘...He’s going to hit me…!’ you can’t help but think even with all his precautions, his hand gently grabs ahold of yours and you watch with wide eyes as he raises it to his lips placing a small gentle peck to your open palms his eyes closing as he leans into you. “Did I do something wrong?” His eyebrows pinch together “I’m just- I’m just touching you…” He breathes out as his tongue darts out and leaves teasing licks to your fingertips, “Holding you,” He moves further down to your wrist leaving another tantalizing lick there “and licking you the way you wanted.” He moves away from your wrist and closer to your face cupping one of your cheeks and going over to your ear licking at the shell of it.

“Or would you prefer I did something else?” He says his gaze soft as he once again lowers down to your chest this time taking your right bud into his mouth causing you to moan in pleasure, you cover your mouth with your hand, your face feeling hot at all the attention you’re receiving.

Chan drags his hand up from your waist and up to where your hand is dragging it away from your parted lips, “I want to hear you,” He glances over at the others who are watching the two of you, “and I’m sure they do too.” He smirks at them before going back to licking at you.

“Hng~ Not just up there,” You lightly push at him making him separate from you with a lewd ‘pop’ before you cup his cheeks and leave a wet kiss on his shiny lips, “I- I want you to touch down there too..” You whisper turning your face away from him in embarrassment, lifting your hips and grinding up into him “...Please…” you add turning back to make eye contact with him.

��Fuck.” He breathes out closing his eyes while he grinds down onto you rolling his hips down into yours, you can feel him, your eyes widening at his size, ‘Can I even take that?’ You mentally question yourself, “A-are you sure?” he questions you diving down and licking at your neck, you cup his sharp jaw lifting his head and leaving a tantalizing lick on the shell of his ear “Hurry~” you whisper to him sending shivers down his body, you can feel him twitching in his slacks making you roll your hips into his once more.

“Ahh, [Y/n],” He chuckles pulling away from you and lifting your legs up before slowly pulling at your pajama bottoms, while he does so you turn your head and look at the seven pairs of eyes that are trained on you, your gaze flitting over to Minho and Jisung, Minho and you make eye contact one eyebrow raised and a teasing smirk adorn his face before you lower your gaze down to see Han’s pants pulled down to his thighs, his wet, pretty cock standing tall as Minho pumps it, moving your gaze back up to their faces you see Han’s eyes glazed over a trail of drool falling down his lips to his chin.

“Eyes on me,” Chan commands grabbing ahold of your chin and taking your focus back to him, he trails small kisses down from your ankle to your inner thighs the eye contact making you shy, he gives one last lick to your thigh before moving over to your panties, you’re positive he’s seen the small wet patch on the gust of them when he chuckles, you evert your eyes from him when he does so choosing to look at the pretty artwork on the wall, he places a short kiss to the wet spot before moving up and placing a second kiss at the small bow on the front.

The slow drag of him pulling them down makes your legs shake in anticipation, once fully off Chan smirks before throwing them towards the others letting them fight amongst themselves for who gets them “Oh [Y/n], you’re so wet already,” he coos, “Is this all for us, hm?” he teases his fingers brushing against your aching clit.

“As much as I’d love to be in you already I think we’re gonna need to open you up.” He says his middle finger running up and down your slit. His fingers slide up and down spreading your slick around, the delicious stretch of his thick fingers spreading your hole open, your back arching as you moan out.

You squirm at the drag of his fingers brushing against that little spot as he wiggles them up deeper into you.

“Ngh… Sir~” A whimper spills from your throat, tears gathering in your eyes, nobody has ever been this gentle with you, his cold hands adding more stimulation sending shivers through your body.

You feel embarrassed, you can feel their calculating eyes on you, feel as though they are dissecting your every move, the small noises you make, the twitches of your body, the wet squelching every time Chan thrusts his finger in a little too fast.

You’re embarrassed but you can’t help but want more, you need more, it feels so good as he grinds them into you taking his time, his other hand toying with your sensitive clit.

“Good girl, think you can take another?” Chan asks his fingers pulling out of you making you whine and wiggle your hips at him.

You cry out as 3 of his fingers penetrate you, stretching you out, “I know sweet girl, but you’re doing so good for us.” He soothes, his other hand stroking circles onto your thigh, tears prick at your eyes turning your vision blurry as they escape and roll down your rosy cheeks.

The bed divots behind you a tell-tale sign of someone crawling up to you, you crane your neck back and see a tuft of blond hair as Felix pulls up behind you.

His large hands cup your cheeks your tears wetting his fingertips as he wipes them away, leaning down he places a delicate kiss to your warm forehead, brushing away some of your hair and tucking it behind your ears.

“Is Channie Hyung making you feel good honey?” He coos a sweet smile on his face, you can see his sharp little fangs peeking out while he smiles, you nod your head letting out little squeaks at the drag of Chan’s fingers inside you.

The others can smell your blood sweetening pulling them in like a moth to a flame, the scent getting sweeter the more excited you get, they all take steps closer to the bed, the mattress bouncing you up as Jisung climbs over to you,

“Remember Ji, Channie gets to go first.” Minho chides worrying Jisung will scoop you up and dart away with you, Seeing as Jisung was practically drunk off the scent of your blood alone they all worry he won’t be as delicate with you as you need to be treated right now.

Regardless Han plops himself next to Felix at your head pushing the blond out of the way and cradling your head on his lap, “Doin’ so good pretty.” He babbles stroking your tangled hair, “Ji~” Felix whines at having his spot taken away tugging at the man to attempt to get his spot back.

His fairy-like features scrunching into a cute pout you can barely resist from reaching a hand up to cup his freckled cheeks, but you’re quickly pulled away from that thought when you feel Chan’s thick fingers leaving you.

You whine at the loss but at the sound of Chan’s belt buckle coming undone you decide to focus on that, you rake your eyes up his body, while you were entranced with Jisung and Felix you hadn’t realized he had removed his shirt.

His toned muscles shining in a thin sheen of sweat, not to mention his veiny hands undoing his belt, you’re hoping no one will notice you drooling at the sight, but even prettier than that is when he drags his dress pants down revealing his red, veiny cock his tip glistening with pre-cum.

Your eyes flit up to his face your eyes meeting, his blue eyes drawing you in deeper.

“Before we continue are you sure you want this?” His stormy eyes once dark now appeared to hold so much light, the feel of your warm hand cupping his jaw dragging him closer to you

“I want this.” you affirm your gaze never leaving his, your lips meet in a searing kiss, slow and melty, his lips feeling like chocolate melting into you, so delicate and not at all like Sungwoo’s.

While it may seem selfish of you, you can’t help but want them to erase all your hurt, want them to help you pick up your broken pieces.

The feel of his tip poking at your entrance pulls you out of your selfish desires, “If it hurts tell me, I’ll stop.” He whispers to you his hands caressing your warm cheeks, your hands bury themselves in his hair tugging him down to your neck.

His sharp thrust into you masking the pain of his teeth sinking into you once more, your cry of pain forcing him away from you.

Cool hands brush through your hair and wipe at your tears the two men above you taking the time to dote on you, they themselves know the pain of taking Chan for the first time, while the drag of him can feel amazing with time the pain of the first push still lives within’ their memories.

“We know sweetheart.” Felix coos at you with your red and puffy eyes, a painful reminder that you deserve to be treated with all the care in the world.

Chan allows you time to adjust truthfully something that is new to you, Sungwoo never cared if you were in pain, never cared how much he hurt you, the sick bastard even got off on it.

Chan leaves small kitten licks to the new fresh puncture holes in your neck slurping as it dribbles out more blood for him, his lips red with your blood small flecks of it drying around his plump lips, the metallic smell of it along with the blood loss making you feel light-headed.

Small pecks dot your cheeks and forehead Jisung and Felix reassuring you that you’re being so good for them.

All of it was so overwhelming, their words going in one ear and out the other, you’d never been praised before, you weren’t sure if you could believe them, their sweet words melting your brain down to marshmallow fluff, your body pliant as Chan gives small thrusts into you as you adjust the drag of his cock inside your gummy walls doing nothing to help you feel as though you were resting on a soft fluffy cloud.

Your warm walls feel like heavens gates Chan couldn’t help but let his hips stutter even the sensation of cockwarming in you made him feel as though he’d bust at any second, your lidded eyes staring at him as though he were a puzzle.

He’s sure you’re trying to evaluate them to see if you can truly believe they don’t want to hurt you, after all, who knows how long you were hurt by that scumbag of a man, he’s only just met you and he’s sure he’d give you the world if you’d ask, he wants to be soft with you, offer you the things nobody has before.

And seeing his youngers being so soft with you makes him more sure of his desire for you.

At a particularly short rough thrust, you can’t help but cry out the large stretch still being a little too much for you and he wasn’t even all the way in yet, only about halfway in.

His hips instantly recoil away from you in fear he’s hurt you but before he can pull out your legs wrap around his waist locking him to you, your eyes instantly clearing of the sweet foggy look “No- no you said-” You hiccup an adorable pout on your face, “-You said you’d give it to me.” You cry your hands leaving their hold on Felix and Jisung instead reaching out to Chan with cute grabby hands.

All their gazes on you soften, the others still scattered around the room coming closer to help console you, “I know,” He coaxes, “I want to keep going too but I- I don't want to hurt you…” He says his hands reaching out to hold you.

“It's okay I-!” You cry out your hold on him tightening, “I can take it.” You say your voice dying down in embarrassment your cheeks puffing out but your eyes stay determined.

Felix runs his hands through your hair, Jisung stroking his hands up and down your arms, coaxing you to lay back down for them, “Channie knows you want to take it, but we gotta be gentle with you.” Minho speaks up your focus turning over to his frame at the edge of the bed.

‘That's right they only need me for my blood…’ You can’t help but think they don’t actually want to do this for you after all the deal was that they got your blood not you.

As if sensing your doubts Chan's hold on you tightens bringing your attention back to him, “[Y/n] I’ll keep going but you have to promise you’ll stop me if it ever gets too much for you.” He states his voice dark and serious.

“I promise.” Is all you have to say before your breath is knocked out of you your eyes rolling back at how deep Chan is inside of you now that he’s pushed all the way in, your walls clamping down on him making him hiss unable to pull out to thrust again he delivers shallow thrust into you rocking himself deeper.

“You’re so tight I can barely move.” He groans out his head thrown back at the feeling of your hot gummy walls making him throb inside of you.

Your arms are wrapped securely around his body your nails clawing at his muscular back most likely leaving red scratches behind, his head moves back to your neck licking up the trail of blood that oozes from your small puncture wound, you rest your head of Jisungs thighs both his and Felix’s eyes glued to where you and Chan are connected.

The others watch in Jealousy as Chan delivers thrust after thrust into you, your legs still locking him close to you his mouth leaving wet bloody kisses to your neck.

Small breathless moans leave your parted lips your eyes closed as you live in the moment you can feel Felix and Han’s hands moving all around your body sometimes being brave enough to trail down to your perky nipples gently twirling them between their fingers.

All the sensations you feel force you closer to the edge a tingly feeling in the pit of your tummy, Chan trails his hand down to toy with your puffy clit, and that's the final blow you need before your walls clamp down on Chan as pleasure takes over your body as you moan out.

You feel all fuzzy after your climax whimpering as Chan chases his own release, your walls sucking him in deeper.

The sweet taste of your warm blood along with the feel of your slick walls on him pushing him over the edge as he pulls out spilling all over your tummy.

Your breathing is heavy your chest expanding as you catch your breath your arms still wrapped tightly around him connecting his chest to yours his own, his arms supporting his weight above you, you instantly release your grip on him scooting back wards forcing Han and Felix to move to.

“Ah, I’m sorry you probably didn’t want me to hold onto you after.” You apologize wrapping your arms around yourself fearing that he must hate you now, Sungwoo hated it whenever you tried to touch him after he came, always shoving you off of him or recoiling in disgust as you reached out to hold him.

Even with him still trying to catch his breath he looks up at you confused, his eyebrows pinching together and his lips curling down to a frown, Felix reaches out to grasp your shoulder but you flinch away from him moving up to the headboard of the bed away from all of them.

You can see all their concerned eyes on you, all of them holding themselves back from crawling up to you and scooping you up into a reassuring hold, “Oh [Y/n], It’s okay.” Chan speaks up pulling himself together so he can better comfort you, now is not the time for misunderstandings.

He slowly moves himself closer to you, your trembling figure curled up away from them holding yourself like you’d break apart any minute, he frowns at this making slow movements allowing you to see where he’s going he doesn’t want to scare you, he’d never hurt you like he did, none of them would.

He gets close enough to grab ahold of your waist pulling you up and onto his lap his hands stroking through your hair as glassy tears roll down your cheeks, he holds you like this until you start to feel too light-headed the world around you slowly turning black as you allow yourself this moment of peace.

Only when you’ve passed out in his arms does he finally look up at the others, Felix is holding onto Jisung his fingers running through his jet-black hair, his glossy brown eyes filling with tears for you, Felix too is tearing up his pretty cotton candy pink eyes showing so much sadness and worry.

The others standing next to the bed look just as concerned for you, Chan can’t help but feel so much adoration and love for these seven men in the room, hell he thinks he may be falling for you too, the sweet girl who has been through so much resting in his arms, your face finally looking at peace as you rest, your cheeks shiny with the tear streaks left on your pink cheeks.

“Hyung can we keep her?” Jeongin speaks up first with an adorable pout on his fox-like features, “Only if that's what everyone wants, including her.” Chan agrees his thumbs stroking your bare skin

They all watch for a moment longer, Minho being the first to walk away and down the hall, they all wear matching confused looks until they hear the water running in the bathroom, the bathtub being filled with hot water.

Minho watches as the tub fills up making sure the temperature isn't too hot for you, even dares to add a bit of the bubble bath he bought for the youngers into it watching as fluffy bubbles fill the tub along with the water.

His brows furrowed thinking of all the negative ways you reacted, thinking of how you shielded yourself whenever you pushed yourself away, watched as your pretty eyes filled with tears and not ones of pleasure.

He wonders how long you had to deal with your abuser, how long you were stuck hurting.

Back in the room, they all speak in whispers ensuring you're still asleep and going deathly quiet when you squirm in your sleep.

They watch the hand marks on your neck along with the hickeys and Chan's bite slowly fade from your skin, they're sure you're worn out, you deserve rest while they clean you up.

When the tub has filled up Minho walks back, and over to where you're resting against Chan, his arms slowly and carefully slipping under your back and knees lifting you up and walking your sleeping form to the bathroom.

You're dully aware of your body being placed into warm water, the feeling of it washing over your tangled hair along with the gentle but thorough feeling of somebody washing it, your eyes heavy with exhaustion unable to open.

You can hear the thudding of multiple people walking closer to you can feel as another set of hands begin to lightly scrub at your body with a washcloth, the smell of coconut filling your nose before you're blacking out again.

Changbin scrubs at your tummy gently taking care to be gentle with your body, dragging the cloth up your sternum and to the wound on your neck taking extra care to wipe away the trail of blood rolling down to your chest, watching as it dilutes into the water.

They move your pliant body every which way making sure every part of you is clean as if they were washing away your past hurts. When they lift you to scrub at your back they feel as though a bucket of freezing water has been dumped over them.

‘Sungwoo’

The marks are still scabbing over, the skin around it pink and irritated no doubt causing you an uncomfortable amount of pain, the inscribed words aren’t the only thing marking your back, no, whip scars litter your skin some older some fresher bruises accompanying them, making your skin looks like a child colored all over you with blue, red, purple, and yellow.

Chan felt as though he was going to be sick, watching as mark after mark made an appearance how none of them had noticed earlier is beyond him,

Minho’s hands washing your hair has gone tight, while he knew their saliva could help with fresh cuts there was nothing they could do about your scars, nothing they could do to help erase the pain he’s sure you’ve felt whenever you felt or saw them.

Now he wishes they would’ve made him suffer, made him endure all the pain you went through instead of slitting his throat, if he wasn’t dead already Minho would have tortured him he’s sure the others feel the same way.

Changbin lets his fingers skim over them feels the jagged skin as he makes his way down, making sure he’s extra gentle as he thumbs over the cursed name marking you.

Han and Felix fuming as they watch Changbin’s fingers run down your spine, they can't understand why anyone would want to hurt you, sweet [Y/n] who is amazed by the simplest things.

Similarly, Jeongin and Seungmin think the same things how anyone could hurt you and leave lasting marks is beyond their comprehension, they haven't interacted much with you but you seem like such a sweet soul, you don't deserve this.

And lastly Hyunjin, he doesn't understand it either, he's painted many beautiful things and one day he'd like to include you on that list, so the fact someone practically branded you is unacceptable, of course he believes you're very pretty regardless of any imperfections such as these scars but his hands clench so tightly crimson circles appear on his palms his nails leaving small cuts, the small amount of pain grounding him.

They all share a collective look as if saying ‘Nothing like this will ever happen to her again.’

They’ll make sure of it, they’ll protect you from any harm, they’ll keep you safe, no harm will ever find you.

Ever again.

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Radar | Lee Know x F Reader

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[...] “Me too. My roommate’s pretty chill and is out of the house most of the day.” “Are you sure it’s okay if I use his bed tonight?” “Unless you’d prefer using mine…” You smiled and tried to add a playful tone to what you said, secretly hoping he’d notice that you weren’t joking. Minho finished eating and set the cup and fork on the coffee table, then looked at you with a different smile—one filled with mischief, and something more. “Only if you'll be in it, too.” [...]

Or… you have a crush on your boxing tutor, and he likes you too. Hehe.

*** this work is for adult audiences. Minors DNI ***

TAGS: #smut fanfic #leeknow fanfic #straykids fanfic #porn with a bit plot #oneshot #minho is a boxing instructor

Warnings: smut, shameless smut, fingering, squirting, oral sex, rough sex, spanking (a little), crempie, unprotected sex (don't do it), a bit of cockwarming

6,405K words - cross posted on ao3

You have been taking boxing classes for a few months now, initially motivated by your interest in improving your fitness and health. However, what really kept you engaged in the classes was your instructor.

At the beginning, you tried hard not to stare, knowing that you were just another student among many who admired him. His class was full of women, which you noticed during your first week. Minho was very handsome, and it was impossible not to notice.

From the first class, you found yourself watching him a bit too much, captivated by his incredibly attractive lips and his sculpted face—delicate yet not too much so. The problem was that he didn’t seem to give anyone special attention; he appeared to be a very serious person, at least from your perspective. This only made your interest grow, as you relished the challenge.

You saw many women throwing themselves at him, but he didn’t seem to care in the slightest, at least not in front of others. You had no way of knowing if he met with any of them privately, as he seemed like a discreet type of guy, which only made you want him more.

You didn’t like to make a move without being fairly certain of success, so you were trying to understand him first—he wasn’t easy to read. You tried obvious things, like pretending you didn’t know something during training to see if he would turn the instruction into unnecessary physical contact, but it didn’t work. He didn’t touch anyone differently, even when women made advances.

Your last attempt was to switch to private lessons, and when you discussed it with him, the conversation was pleasant, though you struggled to hide your true intentions.

“So, do you still have any spots left for private lessons?”

“Yes, but only the late ones. Is it for you?”

“Yes, for me. That’s no problem. Could you please send me the price for three sessions a week?”

“Don’t you think that’s too much?”

“Oh no, I’m really focused.”

“No problem, then.”

So there you were, getting ready for your first private session with him, feeling a bit nervous. The class was scheduled from 9 to 10 p.m., so you knew you’d wake up sore, but that didn’t bother you.The gym closed at 9 p.m., so it would be just the two of you there for the entire hour. You weren’t exactly sure how you’d make a move on him, or if you even had the nerve to do it, but having him all to yourself was a great start. Maybe you’d start by trying to get to know him a little better.

For a moment, the whole plan seemed really stupid in your head, you hadn’t even said it out loud. You didn’t even know if he was single, so you tried to convince yourself that you were doing this for the health benefits, not because of your lust.

You arrived a bit early, and he was finishing up a class with some random guy. You stood there and watched. The intensity level was much higher than you expected, and you even started to doubt if you could handle that three times a week, but you didn’t want to give up just yet.

When the class ended, they greeted each other, and the man left, leaving the room empty except for you and Minho.

“I’m gonna clean the tatami and grab some water. You can stretch if you want. I’ll be right back.”

You nodded and waited for him to clean it so you could use the tatami to do your stretching routine. You were still feeling a bit sore from the last training, but it was fine.

You were just wrapping your hands with the bandages when he came back and asked you to stop and wait. You didn’t quite understand, but you stopped anyway, trying hard not to stare as he got closer.

“Let me do that for you.”

“You don’t have to…”

“All of you do it wrong, and I’m kinda tired of trying to teach it, so I just do it myself when it’s only me and the person I’m training.” He smiled as he held your hand, and your heart skipped a beat—you had never seen him this close before. You followed his instructions, opening and closing your hands as he told you to.

“There we go, now you’ve learned, right?”

“I think so… let’s see if I can do it by myself.”

“Relax, I’ll do it for you again if you need it.”

Minho explained how the training would work: he’d be holding the pads while you threw punches, and occasionally he’d try to hit you so you could learn to dodge.

You started the first round and felt tired within the first two minutes. It was a lot to manage, dividing your attention between punching and defending. You were used to just repeating sequences, but switching to personal training was a thousand times harder—and much more fun.

You missed defending one of his strikes and took a hit to the ribs. The sound made Minho stop the round, and he looked really concerned.

“Did I hurt you? I’m really sorry…”

“It’s fine! I don’t mind the pain, I kinda like it…”

You realized what you’d said right after saying it and blushed a little, trying not to laugh. You noticed that he tried to hold back a smile too. He was totally different compared to how he acted during the group classes. He was much more talkative, relaxed, and kept giving you really useful tips.

You took a few more hits, but nothing that hurt too much. You had to assure him that you were fine, that something like this wouldn't knock you down.

"You did really well. Usually, someone from the group training can't handle the first full class."

"Thanks!" You felt a bit awkward with the compliment, since he never said anything like that during the group classes. "But now that I’ve done the first one, I’m really questioning if I’ll be able to handle it three times a week..."

"We can try. If it’s too much, we can cut back. But I think you’ve got it."

He winked at you. What was that? Normally, you would’ve taken it as flirting, but since it was him, you pretended it didn’t happen. He must have noticed you were a little thrown off. It was awful being so transparent.

“Do you live near here?”

“About a 5-minute walk, maybe…”

“Me too. Are you driving?”

“Not today…”

“Want a ride?”

There was probably nothing behind the offer, which was a shame, but you’d accept it anyway. You had every intention of hitting on him, but you started holding back because he seemed more approachable, and that felt strange to you. You weren’t ready for someone so different from what you were used to, though you were definitely enjoying it.

You closed up the gym together and got into his car. It was clean, smelled nice, like it had just been washed. You almost felt bad, sitting there being drenched in sweat.

“So, which way do you live?”

You briefly explained where you lived, and then found out Minho lived just two blocks away from you. You were pleased to realize you were geographically lucky too—you were practically neighbors.

“We could start running this route on the way back. What do you think? It’d be a good post-training routine.”

“I’m not sure I could handle running after class, Minho... but I’ll give it a try.”

“Alright then. See you in two days?”

“Yes! Good night, and thanks for the ride.”

You weren’t sure how to say goodbye. You felt too awkward to shake his hand, and a kiss on the cheek seemed a little too intimate. So, you just got out of the car without looking back, regretting not asking if he was single.

You trained together for almost three weeks, keeping up the crazy routine of running after class. You noticed how much your stamina had improved in such a short time—your reflexes, too, along with everything else. You could almost keep up with him in sparring, considering he was lowering his level for you, and you were even invited to advance to a higher belt level.

You two were getting closer. He was much easier to talk to during the one-on-one sessions, just the two of you.

“You’re different in personal training. I used to be a little scared to talk to you.”

“In the group, I have to divide my attention a lot. It’s more complicated. But scared, why?”

“I don’t know… you just seemed more serious.”

“Like I said, it’s a lot of people to focus on.”

“And a lot of people to turn down, too!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

The tone he used made it clear he was being sarcastic, along with the teasing smile on his face.

“Seriously, the girls are torturing themselves trying to get your attention. Nobody even knows if you’re single or not!”

“And you’re asking because you wanna know?”

“Yes, I’m curious.”

“And why haven’t you asked me before?”

“Because I thought it would be too invasive… but since we’re on the topic, are you single?”

“It’s just a simple question, nothing to worry about. And yes, I’m single. And you?”

“Me too. If I had a boyfriend, he probably wouldn’t like me training this late and getting rides from my instructor…”

“The ride was just that one time!”

“Even so…”

Your conversations were becoming more relaxed, and you allowed yourself to flirt a bit, hoping maybe he’d make the first move. From where you were standing, it seemed like the only thing missing was for someone to take that first step. But yes, you were too much of a coward to do it yourself because you were having fun with him, and you didn’t want things to get weird if he ended up rejecting you.

Another week of training passed, and on Friday, when you were closing up the gym, you both heard the sound of thunder, announcing an incoming storm. Neither of you had a car that day, so you thought you might have time to get home without getting soaked. But as soon as you stepped onto the sidewalk, the rain started, and it wasn’t light.

Minho grabbed your arm, opting not to stop, and the two of you ran through the rain until you reached your house. The storm got worse, with lightning and the rain pouring down harder, so you thought maybe he should wait a bit before heading home.

“Come inside. You can wait out the storm and then go home.”

At that moment, he didn’t question you, just came into your garage. Both of you were drenched in your workout clothes, and the sight you got was well worth the trouble of the rain. His thighs were perfect and muscular, and the way his shirt clung to his chest and abs left you very satisfied. And a bit nervous, too. He was way too hot.

You were fully aware that he was looking at you too. Your tank top was thin, and you were cold, with your nipples clearly visible through the fabric, your thighs outlined by your shorts, which were also tightly hugging your ass.

“You can come upstairs with me, I’ll grab some towels… we got soaked.”

“Damn, yeah. I hope I don’t get sick after this.”

You both climbed the stairs, and you felt a little crazy because you could sense Minho’s eyes on you, especially since you were walking ahead, imagining what kind of view he was getting from below.

He stopped in your living room, took off his shoes before stepping in, and seemed a little uncomfortable about getting the floor wet. You quickly grabbed two sets of towels and handed him one, because a single towel wouldn’t be enough. Your hair was dripping wet.

“Don’t worry about the floor…” You used one towel to dry your hair, and with the other you started drying your arms first. Since your clothes were soaked, you took off your shirt and remained in just your sports bra. It wasn’t anything new for him, you’d trained in just a bra before. “If you want, I can throw your clothes in the dryer. It’s still raining pretty hard... who knows when it’ll stop.”

“But what am I going to wear? Are you trying to get me naked without even offering dinner first?!”

“You could wear nothing, but I have a roommate who works at night and could lend you some clothes, you know?”

“Well, if that’s the case…” Minho decided to take off his shirt, and you watched as the fabric peeled off his skin in what felt like slow motion, revealing a part of his body that had been a mystery to you. He wasn’t ripped, but he was athletic, with big arms and well-defined shoulders. “Are you just going to keep staring? You’re making me embarrassed.”

“I’ll go get the clothes…”

Chris’s clothes would probably fit Minho well, they were about the same size. Just to be sure, you grabbed the biggest ones you could find.

When you came back to the living room, you found your instructor wearing nothing but his underwear, his soaked clothes piled on the floor, and he was wrapping a towel around his waist. You barely realized you had frozen in place from what you were seeing and had to make a very conscious effort to keep moving, feeling your nipples harden again, this time not from the cold.

“Here they are… the bathroom is down the hall if you want a hot shower. I’m not sure how much hot water we still have, though…”

“No need for all that, I don’t want to inconvenience you. If anyone should shower, it’s you. It’s your house.” He reached out to take the clothes while still drying himself with the other towel.

“I just don’t want to risk the water going cold again…”

You almost had a heart attack when lightning struck somewhere nearby, and in the next moment, all the streetlights went out, including the power in your house. It took you a few seconds to recover from the shock, and then you used your phone’s flashlight to grab the candles you had stashed for a moment like this.

“This rain really isn’t going to stop,” he said, heading toward the window, the towel still wrapped around his waist, the image of the outline in his underwear still in your mind.

“You can stay here if you want, my roommate won’t be back until late… I can let him know I’m lending his bed.”

“I think I’ll take you up on that offer. Thanks for this.”

You lit several candles around the house, most on the floor, some on the kitchen counter, and others in the living room. Afterward, you realized you needed to change your clothes because you were starting to get really cold. You excused yourself and went to your room with your phone’s flashlight.

You stripped completely and dried off thoroughly with the towel before putting on anything. You had your really hot instructor in your living room, the man you’d been wanting for a while now, so you decided to dress in a way that would catch his attention. You picked out a pair of short workout shorts that you usually wore at home and decided not to wear any underwear, letting the fabric show off as much as it could. To balance it out, you grabbed an oversized T-shirt but skipped the bra. It was too dark for him to see much anyway.

When you came back to the living room, he had neatly piled his clothes near the door. You picked them up to put them in the dryer, and then you noticed that he had taken off his underwear.

Your hot instructor was sitting on your couch, wearing loose clothes, no underwear. It felt like an opportunity falling from the sky, along with the relentless rain.

“So… do you want something to eat?”

“I don’t usually eat dinner, but if you have any fruit, I’ll take some.”

You opened the fridge and found two cups of fruit salad that you’d bought for yourself and your roommate. You grabbed both and handed one to Minho.

“How long have you been living here?”

“About six months… and you?”

“Three years or so. But I live alone. No roommates, had to kick the last one out.”

“Why?” You laughed, noticing how the candlelit atmosphere was perfect for your not-so-innocent intentions.

“Too noisy.”

“Do you prefer quiet?”

“Depends… but usually, yes.”

“Me too. My roommate’s pretty chill and is out of the house most of the day.”

“Are you sure it’s okay if I use his bed tonight?”

“Unless you’d prefer using mine…” You smiled and tried to add a playful tone to what you said, secretly hoping he’d notice that you weren’t joking.

Minho finished eating and set the cup and fork on the coffee table, then looked at you with a different smile—one filled with mischief, and something more.

“Only if you'll be in it, too.”

Success.

There was a pause for a few seconds where you both stared at each other, almost like you needed to make sure you were both serious. You moved at the same time, leaning in to kiss, and Minho quickly grabbed the back of your neck, giving you a taste of the grip you imagined he’d have.

The kiss was aggressive, intense, just as you thought it would be, and wow, you’d fantasized about this moment a lot. You let him take control, setting the pace you would follow, and you surrendered to it more and more. It didn’t take long before you were sitting on his lap, feeling his erection through his shorts, the friction creating a hot sensation on your clit, making your pussy throb and you moan heavily between kisses.

His hands slipped under your oversized shirt, sliding up your abdomen until they grabbed your tits, squeezing them while he bit your lower lip, then teasing your nipples with his thumbs, making them hard.

“Be honest…” He pulled off your shirt, his hands now resting on your bare waist. “How long have you been wanting this?”

“Since I first saw you… kinda.” You pulled his shirt off too, tossing it along with yours somewhere on the floor.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

“I didn’t think I had a chance with you…” You rested your hands on his chest, feeling the muscles beneath your touch, savoring the warmth of his soft skin. “So, I waited to be sure. What about you? Are you just enjoying the opportunity, or was this something you wanted too?”

“I wanted it, but I also thought I didn’t stand a chance, since you never made a move.” His hands moved down to grab your ass, running his fingers over the fabric of your shorts, suddenly realizing something. “No underwear?”

“That’s a lie! I tried to get closer, but you’re so hard to read during class.” You ground against him, adjusting yourself better on his erection. “And yes, I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“It’s not quite like that… Fuck.” He pulled your hair again and kissed you. Your body pressed against his, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You stayed like that for a while, kissing and touching each other until you opened your eyes and realized the power had come back on. Much sooner than expected.

Minho stood up from the couch, lifting you in his arms as he carried you down the hallway. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed his neck, holding him tighter and pressing your breasts against his chest.

“Which one is your room?”

“Last door.”

You entered your room, and he laid you down on the bed, climbing on top of you and kissing you. His weight on top of yours felt really good. You spread your legs to let him settle between them, pulling him closer, trapping him against you. The lights were on, and you wanted to keep them that way because it would be worth it.

You squeezed his ass with both hands, making him push his erection between your legs while he trailed kisses down your neck, leaving wet trails that made you shiver. He bit you a few times, softly at first and then harder to leave a mark, and you gradually melted beneath him, feeling your pussy getting wetter from the friction between you.

He propped himself up on his knees so he could use his hands on you, trailing one down your body while his kisses and bites made their way to your tits. His fingers went straight for your shorts, where the fabric was already soaked.

“Would you have stayed this wet all night if I hadn’t said anything?”

“I probably would’ve made a move on you… eventually.”

His laughter against your skin gave you goosebumps, and he pressed deeper between your legs, making your shorts stick to your folds with a wet sound. He rubbed your clit over the thin fabric, making you moan and spread your legs wider, feeling frustrated by the clothes you were still wearing.

“How do you like it?” He added more pressure with his fingers, pushing the fabric of your shorts against your entrance, soaking everything even more. “I have a guess, but I want to be sure.”

“Looks like you guessed it right… I like it rough.” You remembered how he had pulled your hair, still feeling the slight sting on your scalp, just like the love bites he’d left on your neck and breasts.

His response was to pull off your shorts, making a point of showing you just how soaked the fabric was with your arousal. Minho spread your legs, grabbing your thighs and kissing the insides, slowly working his way toward the center, until he reached your mound. He breathed in your scent, covered your skin with kisses, and descended to your clit, where he started teasing with the tip of his tongue, barely touching you.

You tangled a hand in his still-damp hair, pushing the strands away from his face so you could watch him. He held your thighs open and immobile as he began eating you out, his tongue and lips doing an amazing work, while occasionally his nose would rub against your clit. The stimulation was intense, so you grabbed your breasts, pinching your nipples to heighten the sensation even more, as your legs tried to close every time he brought you close to orgasm.

You began to pull his hair and grind against his face, desperate to cum, when he decided to tease your entrance, slipping a finger inside and taunting you by pulling it out and pushing it back in.

You couldn’t take it anymore, your moans turning into whiny complaints, and he seemed to love leaving you this desperate.

“Not yet. When you cum, you're gonna make a mess for me.”

Your body relaxed as he moved his mouth away from your clit, ruining the orgasm you had built up after all that stimulation. You were frustrated, but he kept kissing, licking, sucking, and fingering you. Except, it wasn’t like he was doing it to make you come, but more for his own entertainment. He toyed with your arousal, stretching the wet string between your pussy and his fingers before savoring them. You had half a mind to push his head away and finish yourself off, but then he added another finger, using his thumb on your clit while kissing your thighs. You started grinding against his hand, seeking more friction, feeling that familiar tightness building in your core.

“You’re too eager…” He slowed his movements, leaving you frustrated again.

“I can’t take it anymore… I wanna cum.”

“Hmm…” He curled his fingers inside you, searching for a different texture until he found it and pressed, making you moan loudly. “But I need to tease you more, it’ll be better that way…”

He kept pressing on your G-spot while his thumb made torturously slow circles on your clit, which was now swollen and sensitive, craving more friction.

You weren’t sure what exactly he was planning, but you had an idea based on all the pressure he was applying inside you, varying the rhythm, driving you crazy as your sensitivity kept increasing. The wet sounds were getting louder, and you felt like you were leaking even more onto his hand, the sensation was much different from the usual.

“You’re ready… now I’ll give you what you want.” His thumb on your clit applied more pressure, and soon he switched to the other hand for more precision. “Don’t hold back, darling.”

The fingers inside you suddenly started moving roughly, hitting your G-spot over and over, a frantic rhythm that made your eyes roll back from the sheer pleasure, your whole body becoming useless as you felt something building up inside.

“That’s it, don’t hold it back… I want you to cum.”

It felt like you were going to explode, all the stimulation in just the right spots was wrecking you, your body twisting under his touch, feeling the pressure your body was trying to release. Your orgasm was close, your clit too sensitive, and yet you ground against his fingers even more as he kept fucking your pussy with the other hand.

You closed your eyes and did as he said, no matter how weird the sensation felt. Minho kept up the same rhythm and made you cum really hard, and as soon as he noticed you pushing his fingers out of your pussy, he pulled them away, and you felt the liquid gush out, dripping down to your ass and forming a puddle on the bed.

You wanted to scream because it was so intense, your whole body was shaking and you were almost crying from the pleasure. It was so different from what you were used to, and you never thought squirting like that was possible. Your legs trembled violently as the waves of pleasure washed over you, completely out of control of your body. He kept touching your clit without stopping, slapping it a few times to make you notice the huge mess you had made, the bed soaked beneath you.

“Hmm…” He bent down, spreading your legs again to lick your thighs, kissing your mound and clit while you thought you might pass out after that. “Hope you’re not too tired.”

You ended up laughing because you were absolutely wrecked, and you were still in the foreplay stage. The wait had been worth it.

You propped yourself up on your elbows to lift your body and check the damage to the bed, truly impressed by how much you had soaked everything.

“I should grab a towel next time, apparently.”

“Next time?” He moved closer to kiss you on the mouth, making you taste yourself on his lips and tongue. “You already have plans?”

“Of course, I’ve had plans for the first time for a while! After that, I’m obviously going to want more.”

“Good to know. Next time, I’ll take you to dinner first.”

Your body was starting to function again, so you managed to push him over and reverse your positions, ending up on top of him.

“Dinner? How sweet.”

You leaned in to kiss him, grinding your hips over his, rubbing against the bulge in his shorts, eager to finally see him without any clothes. You trailed kisses down to his neck, then to his chest, making sure to bite hard enough to leave a mark before licking and teasing his nipples, prompting him to bring his hands to your head, gathering your hair up so he could watch you as you worked your way down to his stomach.

You pulled off his shorts, freeing his erection and discarding the fabric, tossing it to the side. You loved seeing him naked on your bed, and as you crawled back up, caressing his legs, you took extra time to squeeze his thighs. Minho’s thighs were perfect, and if you weren’t so thirsty for him, you probably would’ve come just from grinding on one of them. Maybe you’d save that for later, or for the next round. You settled between his legs, sitting on your heels and scratching him lightly, admiring the red marks that immediately appeared. You trailed your hands up to grasp his cock, hypnotized by the precum dripping from the tip, the flushed tip, and the veins that you couldn’t wait to feel with your lips. You stroked him slowly, using both hands, already imagining how it would feel when he was inside you, the thought making you clench and wanting to touch yourself, but you held back.

His hands were still keeping your hair out of the way, so you licked your lips and licked his entire length, watching as he furrowed his brow and bit his lip, eyes locked on you.

He closed his eyes as you sucked on the tip, slowly taking his cock into your mouth, resting him on your tongue, making him sigh louder. Minho became much more vocal when you sucked harder, pushing your head down as you took more of him in, almost making him come. You squeezed his thighs and stopped, unable to bear how your arousal was dripping, desperate for something inside.

You mounted him, using his cock to rub against your folds and clit, mixing your juices with his as you ground against him, making it even messier.

“Condom?” he asked, making you realize you were both out of breath. “I only have some in my car.”

“And I might have one in my roommate’s room. But…” You kept grinding, feeling him leaking against you. “I’m on the pill, I’m clean… you?”

“Fuck… me too. But if you want, I can go grab one…” The way his hands gripped your thighs said otherwise. You lifted your hips slightly, positioning him at your entrance, spreading your pussy lips to guide him in, and started slowly sitting down.

You closed your eyes, balancing yourself by resting your hands on his chest, feeling the delicious sensation of your pussy being filled and stretched, your insides still sensitive from how he had teased you before. You rocked your hips side to side, slowly sinking further. You bit your lip to stifle your moans, but it became impossible when his hands grabbed your breasts, pinching your nipples roughly.

You found an angle that gave you even more pleasure and started riding him slowly, this time resting your hands on your thighs. His hands roamed your body, touching you everywhere, until one hand gripped your waist while the other moved between your legs, teasing you first with his thumb on your clit before spreading your lips and watching how you slid down his cock.

You varied the pace, focused on trying to come again, still more sensitive from the magic he had worked with his fingers earlier. Your body was already sweating, and you had dug your nails into his chest hard enough to hurt him, though he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it.

He placed his hands on your waist and pushed you to the side, lifting you off him just as you were about to come. You opened your mouth to protest, even muttering something in frustration, but he threw you onto the bed, lifting your legs against his chest before thrusting deep and hard into you, bringing you to the edge once more. Your hand flew to your clit, and you started rubbing yourself, the intense sensitivity sending shockwaves through you as he pounded into you, wrapping his arms around your legs, the loud sound of his thighs slapping against your ass filling the room.

The moment your orgasm hit, he spread your legs and buried himself deep inside, leaning forward and halting his movements, feeling how your pussy clenched around him, groaning along with you as he watched. Minho collapsed on top of you, sucking on your neck before kissing his way up to your mouth, as you felt the last waves of pleasure leaving you, all your senses overwhelmed as your body relaxed.

You were dizzy for the second time. Having your orgasm interrupted made it even more intense, and your whole body was tingling from his kisses. You scratched your hands down his back, wanting to leave him marked the same way he was doing to you.

Barely catching your breath, he was already moving again, but this time slowly, just feeling you. He bit your bottom lip, stopping once more, and pulled out of you. You were almost satisfied, your body heavy, feeling like dead weight on the bed because of him.

Minho lay down beside you and pulled you close, turning your body so your back was pressed to his chest, and he could enter you from the side. You arched your back to press your ass against his pelvis and lifted your leg, guiding his cock back inside. No matter how exhausted you were, you still wanted more. Hearing him moan so close to your ear made you moan with him, his voice so sexy it made you push your hips back even further. Only then did he start thrusting lazily, his hands exploring your body.

You let one arm slide beneath you, his hand finding your breast, gripping it while pulling you even closer. You closed your eyes, focusing on each sensation: his breath on your neck, his voice vibrating against your already tingling skin, your nipple being teased, the delicious sting of each thrust. It all had you on edge, making you want to come again.

“You seem recovered…” He licked your neck up to your ear, biting the lobe. “Or do you need more time?”

“I thought you were going to fuck me rough…”

Minho laughed against your skin, using his hand to push your leg down, making you close them. He slid his hand along the back of your thigh, and everything happened at once the moment he slapped your ass hard enough to make you scream. With the slap, he pulled you even tighter, his hand that had been on your breast now gripping your neck, pressing the sides. His thrusts became more intense, grabbing your waist to hold you still so you wouldn’t move every time he slammed into you.

The next few minutes were insane, so much that you almost asked him to stop because it was too much. You were sure you’d be sore afterward, but you knew you’d beg for more if you had to.

You could tell he was close to cum, Minho was gripping you too tightly, both on your neck and your waist. He must have realized you were almost passing out when he loosened his fingers but didn’t let go, just easing the pressure. He fucked you hard, groaning and grunting near your ear, turning you on even more with every touch, every sound. You moved your hand to his ass, wanting him to come, wanting him to go harder and deeper, even though it seemed impossible.

“I’m gonna cum… fuuuuuck…”

“Don’t pull out!” It was all you could manage to say before you started moaning from the animalistic rhythm of his thrusts, unable to stay still even though he was holding you so tight.

You moaned along with him as his groans got longer when he came inside, feeling how much he filled you, some of it leaking out even though he didn’t pull out, and only then did you feel truly satisfied.

Minho released your neck and took a deep breath, kissing your nape and stroking the skin on your waist and ass, likely leaving a handprint behind.

“Should I leave now? The rain lightened up.”

You were almost falling asleep, the exhaustion from the workout, the run, and the hot sex hitting you hard. You glanced back with your eyes nearly shut, reaching out to turn off the light and then pulling the blanket over both of you.

“If you get out of this bed, I’ll kick your ass. Let’s see how well you taught me.”

“As if you could ever beat me.”

He settled behind you, holding you tighter while still inside. You drifted off in seconds, and you think he did too. You woke up to sounds of someone else in the apartment, eyes wide open, remembering you hadn’t closed the bedroom door.

“Hey, why’s one of my shirts in the living room?”

Chris had come home and was heading toward your room. You panicked. Even though you were totally covered, Minho and you were both naked and your thigh was coated in his cum. The room smelled like sex, and you didn’t want your roommate to witness this, but there was no way of avoiding it. You couldn’t even move when you saw him standing in the doorway.

“Oh.”

“Sorry, I borrowed your shirt for my teacher…”

Minho sighed behind you, and you knew he was awake when he shifted his hips, rubbing his erection against your ass.

“Sorry, weren’t you in boxing class? What kind of class is this?”

“Get out, idiot. Close the door, please.”

“I hope you’ll wash the clothes later.”

You heard his footsteps fading down the hallway, took a deep breath, thoroughly embarrassed. You thought about going back to sleep, but apparently, Minho had other plans.

“I see you’re awake.”

“Sleeping with my dick inside you was great, I gotta say.”

“My roommate’s right next door, we can’t make noise…” You grinded against him, unsure if you could handle sex so soon because you were sore.

“Then we can wait until morning.”

“We can. But…” You reached for his cock, rubbing it against your folds and sliding it inside, the burn making you moan with discomfort. “Think you can sleep like this?”

“It’s cruel, but I can. It’ll keep me ready to fuck you later.”

“Better start thinking about that dinner.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of plans for you.”

#minho x reader #minho smut #lee know smut #lee minho smut #lee know x reader #smut fanfic #stray kids #stray kids fanfic

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linovrse · 2 years ago

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linovrse's straykids fic recs! bold means personal favs ✧.*under construction; ever-updated·˚ ༘

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heartbinn · 11 months ago

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Straykids nsfw! Hcs + liners

Allsub!Skz x male!r

No warnings listed read by own will

Bangchan!

He's just a desperate little boy

You want to go rough? Sure he can take it

But his favourite is soft, yet longgg sex all through the night.

He would get home sooner if he knows he's getting your dick

Please please edge him. He prefers it over overstimulation. He wants it to last and come hard for you on the end

He'd cry, not beacuse it hurts, but beacuse he loves you so much

You guys dont fuck, you make love

If you worship him he'd try to stop you until you hold his hands so he cant.

Morning kisses with him lead to either of you being late and a soft half an hour session

Give your soft bf attention he needs it

Worship + aftercare needed

Leeknow!

Brat.

He'll get on your nerves.

On purpose too.

Wants you to put him in place, train him like a pet, just so he can disobey and get rough treatment for it.

If you go soft on him as punishment he'll get annoyed.

Deny him, he hates it

Put him on his knees in front of your cock, and if he doesnt touch it reward him.

Still a brat but can be a good boy

He's not so vocal so if you get moans out of him, just know he's in heaven.

Wants you but takes care of himself.

Set up stupid rules for him like he cant wear underwear when home or he has to grind a pillow while you watch (he loves that), he'll go feral.

Take good care of him though.

And no biting. If you do he might have the ability to top you once or twice a month.

Changbin!

Cutie

He's so soft.

Please please praise him he'll get hard on the spot

Also in bed kiss his muscles all over his body and tell him how much you love it

He loves to ride you while you're sitting. He imagines himself sinking down on you just to come up and do it again. He always comes faster that way.

If you're big enough and his stomach bulges, press down on it and he'll come that second.

Please take his hand and put it on his stomach while you thrust into him so he can feel everything.

He's so sensitive, his eyes will roll back the second you palm his tip.

Cup his man tits, suck on them, kiss them, anything. It makes him pulse.

Takes it both soft and rough.

Please take a bath with him after.

Cutest.

Hyunjin!

Diving right in

He loves to suck you off

Whenever.

If he has free time he spends it between your legs, cheek resting against your thigh as his plump lips wrap around you and tease you

He knows his lips are doing things to you

He makes it wet, tight, and his throat feels like heaven.

Also loves to suck on just your tip.

Know those people who always have to suck on something like a lollipop?

He's that but only takes your dick

Will worship you

Please put your fingers in his mouth while you fuck him makes his eyes roll back

Overstim him if you want to hear him whine, its the cutest

The typa guy to pull your zipper down with his teeth

He doesn't need aftercare if he gets to kiss you and suck your tounge after

Please let him

Han jisung!

Sometimes a little fucker

Sometimes just pure hot.

Fuck him dumb if he wears something that shows off his waist he does it for you

Whiny.

Breathy whines and moans, hottest thing ever from his mouth

Please suck him off but deny him after.

Also change paces.

Tease him by starting off fast and slowing down then back up.

Loves cockwarming just whenever. He needs to have something stretching him.

Push your tip in and out of him and watch him twitch and go dumb

For foreplay simply rub your chest against his he goes feral

Expect a lot of drooling

Baby might fall asleep straight after so clean him up and cuddle him

Or fall asleep too while still inside him

Felix!

Softie

Very vocal so please kiss him while doing it

Unless you want everyone to hear.

He wouldnt be into blowjobs but would love if you ate him out

Make him sit on your face

Or dick

Or both.

He'd ride you with his back to you

Instead of going up and down he rolls his hips and dont worry he knows the right angles

You might come faster than him

If you do he'll get off and grind against your knee or thigh

Lovely does not want you or himself to feel any pain

Tell him to moan in his deep voice sometime he gets aroused by his own noises

That way he might last more than two rounds

Seungmin!

Another brat

But not as much as minho

He wouldnt think about sex 24/7

Except if he didnt come since two days in a row

He wont be able to function without your cock and would be extra mean

With you too

So give him a lesson

Spank him sometime please

And leave him horny and edged if he said something that pissed you off or made you sad

Dont give him your d for maximum 5 days and he comes crying and begging beacuse he phisically cant do anything.

He apologises and if he gets permission does the work himself. He will ride you or turn you on until you fuck him by will

Please even though he's a brat hes so precious

Take care of him

Jeongin!

Complicated

Really

It always depends on his mood

He might be tired so just be the big spoon and fuck him soft and slow

Or if he's hyped but horny will switch into subtop and tell you how to fuck him

Or he just doesnt give you a choice and ride you until both of your are tired and overstimmed

He also doesnt think about sex a lot

Usually soft and just cuddly

Also loves to fuck while in cuddle position.

But if he's just a tiny bit horny its over

Wont leave you alone until he gets what he wants

And he's good at it

But he's happy after

And you want to make him happy right?

Cuddle him after

Might just become your malewife

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—｛🎂｝VIDEO GAMES; W/ STRAYKIDS

pairings. skz x reader

word count. 1k+ (it really wasn't supposed to be like this)

warnings. cockwarming, oral (m recieving), fingering, usage of nicknames (slut, whore), but cute nicknames too, dry humping... i think that's it

author's note. @skzsmutooo you requested this in the comments.

—｛🍰｝... BANG CHAN ! ⋮

Him playing league of legends, and you on your knees sucking him off like a good girl, he's in fucking heaven honestly.

You wanted unplug the damn game hours ago, you were beyond fed up at this point. "Channnn~ please get off the game, you've been playing for such long time."

"Just a little longer lovey, it's been such a long since i've been able to play." He turned to give a kiss on the forehead, before returning to the game.

"I wish you never got that account back."

"Behave." He didn't even turn around, but you could hear the domineering tone of voice, that just had you gushing even more.

You left him alone for a while, before you grew helpless once again, getting up to force your boyfriend to give you attention.

"I want to suck you off." He stopped, eyes widening at your bold choice of word. "Fuck~ you can't say things like this" he threw his head back. "Get on your knees love."

It was pretty pathetic how fast you got down on your knees, but you didn't care. "Pull it out." You unbuckled his pants, pulling his cock out.

"Be a good girl and suck me off."

—｛🍰｝... LEE KNOW ! ⋮

Lee know stop caring about the game the moment you came into the room with that look in your eyes. Sadly for you, he's gonna pretend to play the game, and until you give in and beg.

"Love." He paid you know mind as you straddled his lap. "Why are you ignoring me? " You pawed at his phone, in attempt to knock it out of hands.

Nothing... absolutely nothing, he completely ignored you.

Lee know on the other hand, was loving this— he was having a blast watching you act like this, needy and desperate.

You couldn't take it anymore, you had to take matters into your own hands. You know he hated when you tried to pleasure yourself, but you didn't care.

You began to slowly rock your hip, a sly smirk creeping on your lips when you see when you see his fingers stop moving along the phone.

"what are you doing? " His low tone voice dampening your already soaked underwear.

"You were ignoring me, playing that stupid game when I wanted your attention." You stopped moving your hips, planting little kisses on his neck.

"So you use me to get yourself off? such a whore. " He said grabbed your hips harshly, forcing to move faster.

"You're going cum like this, then I'm gonna fuck you until you're begging me to stop."

—｛🍰｝... CHANGBIN ! ⋮

I don't think changbin really plays games like that—he'd probably just be scrolling through his phone while you play, and then all of sudden he'd get needy and try to distract you from playing.

"babyyyy, please." changbin nuzzled his face into your neck. "binnie, binnie i can't see the game." you whined, slightly pushing his head to the side.

Changbin does not give a fuck about the game your playing, he wants attention and he wants it now.

"Just a kiss then... please babe, just a kiss." He mentally smirked when you turned to him, puckering your lips. He knew you couldn't just kiss him, it always turned into more.

The moment his soft lips touch yours, you were done... you wanted him right then and there. Throwing the game to the side, you desperately clawed at his arm.

"C-changbin... f-fuck... i-i need you."

Laying you down fully on the bed, climbing on top of you... he began leaving little kisses down your stomach until he reached the waist of your shorts. "Changbin." You whined.

"Don't worry princess, i'll eat your pussy real good, I just want to see how wet you are for me." He pulled your pants down slowly.

"So wet for me."

—｛🍰｝... HYUNJIN ! ⋮

Much like changbin, I don't really think you'd be the one to be playing the game—and hyunjin, being the one who needs your attention, would be trying to get you off and show him love.

"jagi, you've been playing games for hours, we're supposed to be hanging out together." hyunjin pouted, trying to pull your controller out of your hand.

"Jinnie, please stop, I'm gonna lose if you keep pulling at- fuck." You tried to concentrate but your boyfriend began to leave little kisses on your neck.

"H-hyune, please." You whimpered. "What baby?" He feigned innocence. "Play your game, you're gonna lose." He mocked, playing with the drawstring of your pants.

"I'm just gonna touch you a bit, you can play your game." He waited for consent, before slipping into your pants, rubbing your clothed folds. "O-oh my god."

you were about to put the game down, when he immediately stopped moving his hand. "Why'd you stop?" you whined, holding his wrist to get him to move.

"No, don't stop now—you wanted to play the game instead of giving me attention, play the game." He reached over, handing you the controller.

"If you win this round, I might let you cum on my fingers.

—｛🍰｝... HAN JISUNG ! ⋮

Cockwarming and playing games with jisung would be a normal thing for you guys. Sometimes you'd play a game together, or sometimes he'd just play while you warm his cock.

"Pay attention, you missed an important piece that we needed to win." Your boyfriend says, like you're not impaled on his cock. "I-it's not- fuck sung, please move." He laughed—amused, even though he could barely keep it together himself.

"Nope, we're gonna stay like this until we win." He ignored your pleads.

As you finally began to focus on the game, picking up all the items you needed—jisung slowly began to lose composure, you could hear his breathing began to falter.

You had him right where you wanted him, clenching around him. "F-fuck, don't do that." He threw his head back in pleasure, you did it again. "Y-you're trying to get me to lose, i-it won't work." He growled.

"I-i c-can't, I need to fuck you." He tossed the controller to the side. "So fucking tight." He growled. "T-the game." He was too far gone to worry about the game.

"I don't fucking care about the stupid game."

♱ ... FELIX ! ⋮

Both of you playing genshin or something together, but you're sitting on his cock.

"Y-yah, S-stop moving, you're making me lose." felix whined, feeling you clench around him for the umpteenth time.

"I'm not trying to, I swear." you feel him buck his hips, thrusting into you, making you moan out loud, throwing your head back—dying in the mist of it.

Tossing the game to the side—you began to move your hips. "＿＿, fucking stop." But you didn't, instead you started to move faster. You felt the knot in your stomach, signaling that you were about to cum—felix could tell, "don't cum."

But it was too late—you came, clenching tightly around him. "S-shit." You heard the sound of felix dying on the game. "You made me lose." he breathed. "I'm sorry." you came down from your high.

"Be grateful you came, because you aren't for the rest of the night."

—｛🍰｝... SEUNGMIN ! ⋮

If you interrupt him while he's playing a game, he's gonna ignore you. If you continue to rile him up while he's playing, he's gonna be mean.

Your continuous sighing was really starting to annoy the boy sitting next to you. "Keep sighing, im not changing my mind, i told you to give me a hour." Your boyfriend didn't even spare you a glance. "You said that an hour ago." You mumbled under your breath. "Stop being a brat." He scoffed at your behavior. You were about to show him how much a brat you really could be—with a mischievous smile, you put your hand on his thigh.

Seungmin could feel your hand moving up thigh towards his hardening cock, but he wanted to see how far you were going to take it before he inevitably put you back in your place.

He wasn't surprised that you put your hand on his cock, squeezing it—you're a brat, he's used to it. What set him off the little giggle you let out, He knew you were taunting him.

Before you could even pull your hand away, he threw the game to the side, grabbing the side of your face, your mouth forming a pout.

"You couldn't just wait could you? you just had to be a cockwhore right, constantly needing something to fill you up." He used his other hand to pull his cock from his shorts.

"Since you couldn't wait patiently, you don't get to cum at all, i'm gonna fuck your mouth, and your gonna swallow my cum like a good cocksleeve." He grabbed your hair, lowering your face to his now rock hard cock.

"Now fucking suck."

—｛🍰｝... JEONGIN ! ⋮

Jeongin has straight tunnel vision, so you'd have to take matters into your own hands if you want any sort of attention.

You straddled jeongin's lap, trying to get a ounce of attention from him. "what are you doing—babe, the game, you're gonna make me lose." He stressed as you got comfortable. "I just want to be near you, I won't bother you, I promise."

You thought you could do it—but between you being extremely needy, and your boyfriends neck being at your disposal... you couldn't help but leave little kisses down his neck.

"Babe." He warned.

Unfortunately for him, you really weren't listening to anything he was saying. "Baby, you promised." You began to grind your hip directly on his hardening cock.

"Fuck me" he moaned.

"You couldn't wait could you? " he held your hips, moving at his pace. "You just had to get yourself off like a bitch in heat, huh? He growled in your ear.

"J-jeongin, please I need more, please do something." You tried to move your hips, he slapped your ass. "I didn't tell you to fucking move."

"I'm gonna make you cum like this, then you're gonna be a good girl and let me play the game, and maybe I'll fuck you full when I'm finished if you're good."

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