#straykids jisung

[c0llisiion]

DAY 20 — HAN JISUNG

★ npr, f!reader, fellacio , deepthroating , cum eating — lmk if i missed any!!; W/C: 542

Hello! This is part of my kinktober list! Day20 is officially out <3

This is strictly fiction. Any scenario or situation should not be taken seriously. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable.

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“Godd… fuck baby…” Jisung moans out, his voice low and deep. He threw his head back against the headrest of his chair, gripping your hair tighter.

You were kneeling in between Jisung's legs, giving him the sloppy toppy after losing a bet with him. Your mouth dragged up and down his length, skilled tongue and lips licking and sucking on his flushed cock.

The length stood hard and tall as you pulled away a bit; a string of saliva mixed with his cum connected your lips to his cockhead. You used your hand on him for some time. Your doe eyes looking up at him as drool drips down your lips. 

Jisung’s bucked at the sight and the way your hands jerked him off. His eyes were half lidded and his lips parted. He looked disheveled and fucked up. Just from your mouth.

“Am i doing good..?” You ask with urgency.

He nods and slaps your cheek before gripping the inside of your cheek with his thumb. “You will always do good, baby… that fucking mouth of yours…” he moans. “…will definitely kill me one day.”

You felt your pride reach the roof and your ego inflated. You smile at his praise and continue jerking him off gently. 

His hand picks your hair up again. “You like that, don't you…?” He teased.

You nodded shyly. “Yeah? You like being a good little slut for me, dont you?” He started guiding your head down his length again. Your eyes were looking up at him intently as he lowly moans when you take him in your mouth again.

 “Mmm… thats good…” he breathes out before helping you bob your head around his cock. The tip hits the back of your throat, making you gag. “Think you can do better…?” Jisung taunts. You nod quickly before going at your own pace. 

You made sure to go deep. So deep your nose brushed up against his neatly trimmed pubes. You were quick too. Your spit was frothing at the sides of your mouth as you continued fucking him with your mouth. 

Jisung was a panting, whining, and groaning mess. You were just too good. 

Your hand reached down to play with his heavy balls. Squishing and tugging on the mounds to bring him extra pleasure.

Jisung let out a pornographic moan as you gave him more pleasure. The orgasm fast approaching. “Baby- fuck-“ he breathed out, his eyes shut tight, and sweat dripped down his neck. 

Your eyes bore into him, your mouth going to town on his dick. It was messy and sloppy. Your spit and his arousal were starting to collect at his base. Gagging and panting sounds bounced off the walls. 

You quickly pulled out before starting to jerk him off. Determined to make him cum as quickly as possible. Your eyes were glossy and your lips puffy.

You watched as Jisung squirmed in his place. His balls tightening and toes curling. Jisung’s breathing was ragged, and he let out small whines. 

The pleasure getting to him rapidly when suddenly he shoots out his load, directed into your mouth. 

The thick sticky substance coating painted the insides of your mouth.

Jisung exhaled heavily before looking at you with a smirk. “Swallow it all.”

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[bang-chan-my-man]

Stray Kids "合 (HOP)" UNVEIL : TRACK "Hold my hand (Han)" Icons

[nightmare-niko]

What if I became a SMAU girl would yall fw that 😏 (I’ll still write fics ofc) (speaking of idk who to write for next halp)

[minminyoonjii]

(lol imagine you writing a fic where bin is fuckin Jiji with a tentacle dildo and then the tentacle monster shows up and fucks them both properly. Or chan being a wolf hybrid and goes into heat without telling the others then just randomly goes around humping their legs)

-🖤🐺 wolfy

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🕯Summary: All Jisung had in mind was to get railed by Changbin using a tentacle dildo he purchased online. How would he know that our tentacle fried would get turned on by the humans using a silicon tendril like it's to pleasure themselves?

🌹CW

Dubious Consent|Tentacles|Tentacle Dildo|Multiple Orgasms|Anal Sex|Nipple Play|Rough Sex|Blow Job|Overstimulation|Sounding|Dry Orgasm|Edging|Wet & Messy|Aphrodisiacs|Dacryphilia|Breath Play|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.4K

"Hyung, I may have bought something," Jisung said, bouncing on the heels of his feet. Changbin raised an eyebrow, " Oh? What is it?" he asked curiously. Jisung gulped, "I'll show you on one condition," he said, ears burning up. Changbin stood up, walking towards Jisung, "Don't hesitate, doll. Tell me," he said, subtly pinning Jisung to the wall. "You can't laugh!" Jisung exclaimed, hearing his heart beat out of his chest. 

"Aww, of course," Changbin reassured, trailing his hand to Jisung's cheek. A shiver ran down Jisung's spine, "Okay then, I'll go get it," he said, slipping into his room to get a box. Changbin cooed at Jisung's flustered expression, "Do you need me to open it, doll?" he asked, taking the box from Jisung's hands. Jisung nodded furiously, "I'll be in the room, hyung," he said, closing the door behind him. 

"Hyung will come in after, okay?" Changbin chuckled. After Jisung replied with a muffled 'Yes', Changbin opened the box. His eyes widened, a smirk etched on his lips, " Filthy," he groaned, taking out a girthy ribbed dildo. Jisung stripped off his clothes in the meantime, leaving on his precum-stained panties. His heart pounded as his eyes zoned onto the shaking doorknob. 

Changbin cracked the joints in his neck, walking into the room, " On your back, " he instructed, locking the door behind him. Jisung did as told, cock twitching beneath the fabric, "Did you see it, hyung?" he whispered, running his fingers through the sheets. Changbin hummed, taking out the dildo, "More than just saw, doll. Hyung felt it, imagined it stretching your pretty little hole," he rasped, trailing his hand up Jisung's calves. 

" Fu-uck," Jisung whined, bucking his hips. Changbin chuckled, holding the tip of the dildo, "Can you imagine it yourself, doll? Imagine this ribbed dildo rubbing exactly where you need it," he said, tracing Jisung's clothed bulge with the dildo. A desperate moan slipped past Jisung's plump lips, " Please, please, please, " he pleaded, digging his nails into the sheets beneath. 

Changbin sighed, feeling his cock harden at the sight, "Don't worry, doll. Hyung's got you," he said, tugging down the skimpy panties hiding Jisung's drippy cock. " Mhm," Jisung moaned, his body trembling from the chill air engulfing his length. " So messy already," Changbin cooed, wrapping his hand around Jisung's wet cockhead. "Maybe we should try sounding for your pretty cock, doll. Can't have you leaking when we're in public," he chastised, swiping his thumb between Jisung's slit. 

" Hyung," Jisung whimpered, embarrassment burning under his skin. Changbin chuckled, "Is my little doll embarrassed? You shouldn't be embarrassed about something true," he hummed, using the tip of the dildo to tease Jisung's sopping slit. " Oh, ah, ah, ah," Jisung gasped, pleasure coiling within his abdomen. A smirk remained etched on Changbin's lips, "Look doll, look at how your wet cock slick up this gorgeous toy," he said, thrusting the dildo between Jisung's slit, drenching it in his dribbling precum. 

Jisung bucked his hips, " Please hyung, need it in. Need it in so bad," he sobbed, craving to feel every inch of the dildo deep within his tummy. Changbin groaned, palming his throbbing cock, " On all fours, " he growled, blinking back the lust coating his mind. Jisung keened, instantly getting into position. " Good boy, " Changbin praised, spreading apart Jisung's thick ass. 

A laugh bubbled from Changbin's throat, "You filthy little whore . Hyung knows a prepped hole when he sees one, doll. Did you think hyung wouldn't notice?" he asked easily slipping two fingers past Jisung's rim. " No," Jisung slurred, face buried deep within his pillow. Changbin cooed, pulling his fingers out, "Since you're that desperate, take a deep breath, doll," he said, easing the tentacle dildo in one quick thrust. 

Jisung's breath hitched, and pleasure filled his body to the brim. He whined, arms trembling to hold himself, " Holy fuck, " he moaned, squeezing his eyes tight. "Can you feel it, doll? Feel the suckers cling to your inner walls, " Changbin growled, pumping the dildo at a constant pace, making Jisung's mind melt. Drool drenched the pillow Jisung held, tears pooling in his eyes from the sheer arousal. 

Dark tendrils from the shadows, slithering their way up the bed frames. They preen from the pleasure surrounding the room. Changbin paused his thrusts and flinched away from the feeling of something cool wrapping around his ankles. Jisung trembled, dildo burying deep against his prostate, barely aware of the monstrous being watching them. 

"Hyung needs you to snap out of it, doll. Something is wrong here," Changbin said, trying to coax Jisung out of his headspace. The tendrils sensed the panic, "Do not be afraid," it gargled, slithering itself up Changbin's plump thighs. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows at the gargle, "Hyung?" he questioned, not recognising the voice. The monster emerged, patting Changbin's head, "I don't hurt. Want to help," it gargled. Changbin gulped, "Help how?" he asked, feeling an odd sense of trust. 

The tendrils wrapped themselves around the base of the tentacle dildo plunged into Jisung's hole and began thrusting. Changbin felt his cock twitch at the sight, arousal hitting him like a truck, "Fuck," he rasped, feeling the tendrils around his thighs pulsate. The monster purred, using its tentacles to strip off Changbin's clothes, "Relax. I help," it rasped, feeling up Changbin's plush torso. Jisung screamed into the pillow, feeling something slick wrap around his sensitive cock, " Ah, ah, ah! " he sobbed, body quivering. 

" Not there," Changbin gasped, melting into the tentacle's hold as they sucked on his hardened nipples. More and more of his clothing spilt onto the floor, leaving him bare. Jisung yelped, head spinning from being manhandled on his back, " Hyungie? " he whimpered, blinking back the tears filling his eyes. Changbin mewled, arching his back into the tentacle stroking his hard cock, " Doll, " he panted, reaching out his trembling hand to pat Jisung's hair. 

Jisung preened at the touch, eyebrows furrowing when a tendril decided to slither within Jisung's slit. A broken cry escaped Jisung's lips. The tendril plunged itself deeper and deeper down Jisung's urethra. " Ah, ah, what the fuck! " he cried, overwhelmed by everything pleasuring his body. The tendril wrapped around the base never stopped, proceeding to pound his gaping hole with the toy. Jisung broke into overwhelmed sobs and whimpers. 

A girthy tentacle pressed itself against Changbin's hole, wanting to feel his warmth. Changbin moaned, his body on display for the monster to do whatever it needed to. The tentacle nudged his tight rim, slowly pushing itself inch by inch. " Fu-uck, fuck, fuck, " Changbin slurred, drool dripping down the corners of his lips. The tentacle contracted and relaxed, stuffing as much of itself inside Changbin's warm ribbed wall. 

Jisung's body spasmed, " Gonna cu-cum," he hiccuped, heat pooling in his lower back. The tendrils quickened their pace, fucking and thrusting into him with an unrelenting tempo. " Fuck! " Jisung screamed, head spinning from the dry orgasm. The tendril buried in his urethra shivered from the warm cum coating it. Jisung sobbed, still feeling utter full, " Please, please, please.  Let me cum, pl-please, " he hiccuped, blobs of tears dripping down his cheeks. 

The tendrils maintained their merciless rhythm, building up the orgasm that Jisung craved. The tendril nudged against his prostate, instantly breaking Jisung into wails as his orgasm forced the tendril out of his urethra. Cum splattered onto his stomach, hitting the bottom of his chin. "There's more," he sniffled, squirting clear liquid, eventually drenching the sheets. Changbin choked on a sob, his cock aching to cum, "I- so close," he mewled, tossing his head back when the tentacle filling him up bulged under his skin. The tendril wrapped around his cock and stroked him intending to make him gush. 

Changbin yelped, " There, there, there," he cried, weakly fucking back his hips for the tentacle to press against his swollen prostate. The sounds of smacking flesh echoed within the room when a loud groan masked it. " Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, " Changbin slurred, cumming onto the floor beneath. The tendril stroked his cock until his testicles emptied dry. The monster laid Changbin next to Jisung. The both of them panted to catch their breaths. Jisung mewled when the tendrils eased the dildo out from his swollen rim. 

Minho sighed, walking into the room with supplies ready on hand. "I have the sheets ready for you to change. Looks like you fucked them senseless this time," he said, stroking Changbin's cheek. " Sorry," it gargled, feeling guilty for losing control. Minho waved his hand, "It's fine, I know you're not one to let loose for no reason," he said, holding the tentacle dildo. 

"Plus I think this was one of Jisung's filthy desires," he snorted, setting the dildo aside. The monster lifted Changbin's plaint body, holding him close. Changbin subconsciously nuzzled himself against the monster. Minho smiled, "Come on Hannie baby. Let's get you all cleaned up as well," he said, following behind the monster before closing the slick-stained room behind him.

The End

[phenomenalgirl9]

Suddenly: Han Jisung x Reader

Summary: Y/n can't really stand Jisung, what will she do when she had to work with him for a Semester's project?

A/n: This was self indulgent and insipred from true events of ya girls' life.

W/c: 1.4k(-ish)

Genre: Slight Enimies to Lovers, fluff.

Warning: none (i think)

Rating: U

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“The list is up, check the line up and come 1 hour early for practice” Mrs Jung informed you before she left the class. 

“Okay!” You said enthusiastically.

And of course you forgot to check the line up and reached 5 mins late to the theatre, your assistant director and best friend Nayeon waiting for you. “You're here! We've been waiting!” She said.

“We?” You asked as you don't see anybody else in the theater except…. Minji. “Wait, Minji is here?!”

“Uh- you didn't check the list?” Nayeon asked and you shook your head in terror. “Oh Jisung is the Music Director for your play this term” she said. 

“WHAT?! NOT AGAIN!!” You threw a whine “I need him changed! I can’t work with him!!” as Mrs Jung appeared from behind one of the stage wings. 

“I thought I had written that the set-ups are final” She said with a glare and you grumbled inwardly as the person in question appeared. “UHHHH!!” you said and stood up and Jisung walked to you with a smile. 

“Hey Y/n!” He said brightly, “hi, Jisung” you said, trying to hide your annoyance to the best of your ability. 

“Jisung-ah you’re finally here!” Minji said, clinging to his arm as he smiled and said a joke to her that you didn’t care to register. 

Yes, Han Jisung and his overly friendly attitude annoyed you. His assistant Music direct-slash-your friend MInji is shamelessly down for him and that irritates you alot too. What irritates you more is that Jisung apparently enjoys that but he told Minji he doesn't feel that way towards him. That made him a dick, and you didn’t really appreciate that. But if you want your play to go smoothly and pass the term you will have to cooperate with him. You did work with him once in the past and that was how he acts all friendly with you but that was before you knew Minji and found the true colors of Han Jisung. 

“Let's get started” Mrs Jung said and you all started discussing your script, the music the vibe and the overall aesthetics with the props teams. The number of backgrounds needed and arrangement was discussed. Jisung putting his inputs here and there, well, if it came to these things Jisung was extremely skilled so you were kinda feeling glad that Mrs Jung chose him. 

In 3 days rehearsals started, “Jisung pick up the beat from this que not after” you said in a huff.

“Just wait and check this out” he said and got the scene to re-do picking up the beat 3 seconds after the queue. You sighed, it did seem better than what you had originally written “We could go with this” you said and got back to your position near the stage ignoring the shit-eating-grin on his face. 

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“Did you eat?” You heard Jisung's voice as you typed away in your laptop, Mrs Jung had given you some inputs and you had to edit the script to accommodate those before you could move further, you just shook your head. 

“Here” you saw a sandwich held in front of you. “I don’t have time for this, Jisung” You grumbled. “Just open your mouth” he said “I noticed you were late in the morning today so you probably didn't even have breakfast” he said and as if on queue your stomach grumbled and he chuckled. You just took a bite and got back to typing, Jisung scrolling away on his phone and occasionally feeding you the sandwich.

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“Jisung-ah? How long will it take for you?” you heard Minji’s voice, followed by Jisung’s “I’ll need some more time, you can leave early”

“Okay!” she said and left.

“You’re not going home?” you asked Jisung and he shook his head. “I need to finish this melody or the practice will be hindered tomorrow” he said. You sat beside him, “Let me see what you have so far” you said and he played the melody on the piano.

By the time you were done it was good past 8pm. 

“I’ll walk you home,” he said. “What? No need, I can go by myself. It’s not that late” you tried to dissuade him. “It’s non-negotiable! Lead the way” he said. And a smile played on your lips, why is he so different in front of you? Is it all an act? However your mind was shut down when he called your name and the two of you started talking. 

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The closer you got to Han Jisung the more you noticed that the Han Jisung you were seeing was completely different from what Minji has ever told you. This Han Jisung is attentive to what people say, he actually cares when one of the actors or crew seem overworked and helps them. Ordered coffee for everyone when practice ran too late. Often forced you to take breaks, pulled you out of a heated situation before you got angry. This Han Jisung was someone you never expected. It's as if the more you try to push him away, the more he reels you in. 

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“That was great!” Mrs Jung said as she completed overseeing the last practice session. “Tomorrow will go really great but rest up well before that” she completed and gathered her things to walk away. 

As she left, Nayeon walked to the back stage and helped one of the prop dudes to bring in 2 boxes. “Time for our pre-stage tradition” she cheered. Yes, it's the University’s drama clubs tradition to drink on the night of the last rehearsal. Then rest the whole morning next day and get ready in the afternoon for the show. 

“Ah. I hope this time we get chosen for the competition” you whined and rested your head on Nayeon’s shoulder. “Right! That would be so lit! Right Jisung?” Minji squealed. 

It was barely two hours and the rest of the crew were down. 

“Only 2 cans left. Wanna finish them?” You looked up to see Jisung handing you one of the last cans in the box. You stood up and walked up to the audience aisles and up to the balcony and sat on the rails. “Come” you said and patted the place beside you for the boy who obediently followed you. 

“Can I ask you something?” He asked and you nodded your head.

“How did you find yourself in dramatics and stage?” he asked. 

“Um… My aunt was an actress, I used to visit her shows all the time with my mom. While people like to be close to the stage to see better, I loved getting balcony seats so I could see the whole stage and what's going on” you said, maybe even overshared cause you were quite tipsy. “How about you?” You asked.

“I just love music, I've basically grown up with music. And then during teenage years started writing songs as a hobby and then finally decided to pursue it. Remember when we first worked together during 2nd semester. I was actually about to work with a group from the Dance department but I read your script from the student forum and was so moved I found out the dude who wanted to participate and got him to exchange our projects” he said and giggled. 

You giggled too, “I didn't know that was the reason why he changed” you said. 

“I think we should get off the rails” he said and got down and extended a hand for you. You took it and got down and almost tripped if it wasn't for Jisung who held onto your waist immediately to stabilize you. 

“I'm tired” you said and hugged him back as he held onto your waist. “Me too” he said and hugged you back, you felt his breath on your neck and your breath hitched. You turned your head to look at him and his face got so close to yours. Your lips barely touching, he didn't move away and somehow you didn't want to. So you pulled him in and connected your lips to his. He pushed you up against the rail and deepened the kiss. He kissed craddled your face in his palms and kissed you like you've never been before. Your hand roaming all over his torso and your lips moved in sync with his. His hands slipping down your neck and taking refuge on your waist as he pulled you closer. His hands are about to creep into your top. When he stopped and drew a breath and kissed your forehead. 

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You woke up in your bed and looked around in shock to see you back in your empty room. 

“Fuck! I kissed Jisung!” You suddenly remembered. 

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Masterlist

Networks: @k-vanity @caratlibrary @sandsofire

[m8tchalatte]

No escape, the sense that has disappeared can’t feel my fingers

I want it more, I need it more

[skzskzskzskzskzskzskzzzz]

jisung ate pictures <333

[angelbabygiraffe]

[230924] Han🫧

[micahssketchbook]

Saw straykids live again in melbourne and couldnt sleep after so I had to sketch, rockstar hannie is the first victim✨✨ cant believe how far they have come since the first world tour ^^

[hyunsua123]

yeni favorilerim

[yourmomni]

A/n : alright here is Straykids as things my boyfriend has said/ done enjoy🥰🥰

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Me: Don't forget we have a meeting today after school

Han: I know I don't need you reminding me about things

Me *😒*

After school

Me: Where's Han

Felix: i saw him walking to his car 20 minutes ago

Me: *pulls out phone to ft him*

Han: * answers with the straightest face laying in bed* Shut up

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Me: Babe my back hurts

Chan: * takes backpack off my own back putting it on his* I got it

10 minutes later

Me: I don't know why you thought that was a good idea

Chan: * Him laying on the ground with the biggest back cramp he's ever had* I WAS TRYING TO BE A GENTLEMAN

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Me: Hey wanna FaceTime

Hyunjin: Yeah I just finished showering

Me: * calls him waiting for him to answer*

Hyunjin: * answers with my bonnet he stole from my house on his head*

Complete silence

Me: *starts dying laughing*

Hyunjin: I'm finna hang up on you

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Me: Babe let me show you how to bachata

Seungmin: Ohhh sounds fun

Me: * me grabbing his hands and starts dancing*

Seungmin: * Him following me*

Me: oh you're pretty good at this * me looking up at him*

Seungmin: * face drenched in sweat to the point its dripping on his shirt*

Me: Did you run a mile before we started dancing

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Me: bubba can you teach me how to cook

Felix: Yeah you can watch me make dinner

Me: alright let's do it

Felix: Okay this is how you cut the chicken

Me: * gagging at the raw chicken he's cutting*

Felix: get the fuck out

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Bin: What do you think * spins to show off his suit

Me: Very handsome

Bin: *smirks* thank you I've had this suit for awhile I'm surprise it still fits

Me: Don't squat then we don't want an accident happening

Bin: Nothing going to happen

*us walking to the car he opens the door for me then he runs to his side*

Bin: Hey did you see my new duck * Rip*

Me: 🫢

Him:😳

Me: well at least you have underwear on

Him: Not another word

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Jeongin: I'm going to beat you * shows how he only has 1 card left

Me: Yeah because you cheated that's why

Felix: omg shut up and go, don't worry y/n I'll make sure to reverse it

Me: * puts all my cards down and win*

Jeongin: * Gets mad and slams his hands on the table in anger*

3 months later

Chan: Hey I heard about you and jeongin I'm sorry that happened

Me * confused* what happened between me and jeongin

Chan: well I heard he beat you and cheated on you and you found out during math class

Me: 😕huh

Chan: well Bin told hyunjin who told minho who told me that he cheated on you and beat you in class

Me:* still confused asf*

Chan: He also said he flipped a chair

Me: OH MY GOSH UNO

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Me: I'm so hungry I could eat a horse

Minho: girl you can barely finish a big Mac from McDonald's

Me: is that a challenge

Minho: now it is

Goes to McDonald's and gets a big Mac with fries and a sweet tea

Me: * devours it and finishes his fries*

Minho: You animal

[bang-chan-my-man]

[nightmare-niko]

What if I started writing an Itzy 6th member fic where all of the characters just like hangout and have fun and skz is there also

[staykidss]

Changbin couldn’t stop mixing them up 😭

[baby-yongbok]

~Reacting to Waxing Racha's Hair

~ Poly SKZ!Fake Texts

♥ Pairing: Ot8!Skz x Afab!Reader [group chat] - ❗MDNI ❗- Explict Content ♥A/N: I made these to cope with Hyunjn's haircut then I saw that Jisung and Lix dyed their hair and I added more to them. I'm unwell, my reality has shifted and Kiwi Hyunjin will be getting several fics from me in the coming months... thank you and enjoy. ♥ Masterlist ♥

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[aeliuss]

Favorite Places to Have Sex

MDNI, 18+ content.

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 when they wanna venture outside your bed

notes: this ended up longer than originally planned ngl. i find myself falling deeper and deeper into the void that is kim seungmin. pray for me ✊😔

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ CHAN

you already know what it is. chris practically lives at the studio, so why not fuck where he's most comfortable?

it always starts innocent enough. he's working late, you've invited yourself to the couch in the back, just scrolling through your phone. he calls you over to show you something he's working on and there just happens to only be one chair--the one he's currently settled on.

of course, he's not just going to let you stand, he's too much of a gentleman for that! he's kind enough to lend you his lap.

except now he can't focus. he's just trying to mix a track, but the way you shift on his lap whenever you point something out on the screen...yeah.

his fingers start tracing lazy circles on your thighs, voice dropping lower as he murmurs, "You’re distracting me, baby."

before you know it, his hands are gripping your hips, and you’re bouncing on his cock in the dim glow of his monitors, his low groans mixing with the bass from his unfinished song. The door is locked, but someone could still knock at any second—maybe a member, maybe a staff member and it's such a fucking vice, because on one hand, he doesn't give a shit. he wants them to hear, to know how good he makes you feel. it's the biggest thing that feeds his ego.

on the other hand, those sounds you make, the whimpers, the mewls, the lewd squelch your cunt makes when he's already made you cum twice but still can't stop rutting into you...yeah those are only for his ears.

he's pretty open to using his own moans though. have you listened closely to the backtrack of railway?

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ LEE KNOW

minho is obsessed with eye contact, so it’s no surprise that his favorite place is in front of a mirror. he wants you to see everything—the way your body moves, the way your face twists in pleasure, the way he controls every reaction you have.

you're insecure about your body? the sounds you make? yeah, no. every fucking thing about you is his biggest turn on, and he's just not okay with you not knowing that.

he’ll start slow, teasing you with featherlight touches, whispering in your ear, "look at yourself, baby. look how pretty you are for me." his hands will guide your movements, forcing you to watch the way he ruins you. and just when you think he’s going to let you close your eyes, he grips your jaw, turning your head toward the reflection. "I said, watch."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ CHANGBIN

gym. yeah i said it, i don't care how basic it is.

he will sweetly ask you to come work out with him, super super early in the morning or super late at night, when nobody's around. he'll tell you it's because he gets too shy to take off his shirt when other people are around but gets too hot and uncomfortable with it on.

you fall for it every time. sweet thing.

binnie loves seeing you all sweaty and out of breath. there’s something about watching you work out that drives changbin crazy—maybe it’s the way your body moves, the little whimpers when you push yourself too hard, the way you stretch in all the right ways.

one second, he’s spotting for you, the next, he’s pinning you against the weight bench, gripping your thighs, telling you to let him do all the work now. "you wanna stretch a little more, baby?"

next thing you know, he’s pinning you against the mirror, your fingers leaving smudged prints on the glass as he fucks into you from behind, his hands gripping your hips bruisingly tight. he groans against your ear, voice thick with need,

"you've worked so hard today, baby," he'll grunt into your ear. "let me take care of you now."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ HYUNJIN

hyunjin’s art studio is his sanctuary, the place where he’s most creative, where he loses himself in his work for hours at a time.

it always starts innocently enough. it's your birthday, and he wants to paint a portrait of you in that cute little sun dress he gifted you. that short, skimpy little sun dress he gifted you. and he needs you on his lap. for the creative process. spefically with your dress up, panties pushed aside, and his cock nestled deeply inside of you.

also for the creative process.

"you gotta sit still for me, pretty." he murmurs, leaned back against the couch, his gaze focused on his canvas. "or else this will take longer."

it's horrendously delicious, the way he makes you warm his cock while he works, refusing to let you move. he doesn't even fucking react, a hundred precent focused on making you the best portrait.

when he's done though, and only if you've been good and didn't move, he'll set his supplies aside to dry and let you fuck yourself on him. let you use him any way you want it.

and if you haven't been good, the only thing you're getting off on is his thigh. if you're lucky. tough luck.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ HAN

jisung has no patience. if he wants you, he wants you. which is why you end up fucking in the car so often—no waiting, no hesitations, just pure, impulsive desire.

it usually happens after late-night drives. the city lights blur past as he grips the wheel, one hand occasionally straying to your thigh, drumming against your skin. it's so fucking soft against his fingers, he's already hard. and you just had to wear that little skirt that gives him easy access.

"you're driving me crazy," he mutters, trying to keep his eyes on the road, shifting in his seat. he's only just got his fucking license, he could hardly drive with the music on yet, much less with you sitting there like that.

he’s aching for you.

so when he pulls into some dark, empty parking lot, hands clenched around the steering wheel like he’s trying to keep himself in check, you decide to put him out of his misery.

you lean over, fingers already working at his belt.

he whimpers. actually fucking whimpers.

his cock is already hard, leaking, twitching against the cool air, and when you wrap your fingers around him, he bucks into your hand with a choked gasp.

"f-fuck, baby, please—"

yeah...you're not going home any time soon.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ FELIX

felix is dangerously charming, and he knows exactly how to turn an innocent moment into something sinful. it usually starts with something as simple as baking together, fingers covered in flour, soft laughter filling the space.

but then, his hands start lingering—a light touch on your lower back, a casual squeeze of your thigh, his voice dropping an octave as he murmurs, "You're making a mess, baby."

the moment he sees you licking something off your finger, tilting your head like you’re teasing him? yep, you're fucked. not quite literally yet tho.

before you know it, he’s lifting you onto the counter, lips trailing down your neck as he spreads your thighs, the cool surface a sharp contrast to the heat building between you both. the half-mixed batter is forgotten, the kitchen filled with breathless moans instead, his hands spreading your thighs apart, eating you out like a man starved.

which he is. he's always fucking starved for you.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SEUNGMIN

the library is the last place you’d expect seungmin to be this filthy.

It always starts so subtly. he's supposed to be helping you study for your finals, flipping through textbooks in the quietest corner of the library. but then his hand finds your thigh under the table, fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles.

"focus," he says, when he look at him sharply, voice perfectly neutral.

like he isn’t the one distracting you.

you try. poor thing, you really do. but his touch is persistent, featherlight strokes just beneath the hem of your skirt, moving higher, higher—so painfully slow that it’s infuriating.

"seungmin," you whisper, an urgent warning.

He doesn’t even glance up from his book. "what?"

you shoot him a glare, shifting in your seat to escape his touch, but his grip tightens just slightly—a silent command. Stay still.

"you should really be paying attention," he murmurs. "or do you need some extra motivation?"

oh he'll tell you that if you make it through the chapter like this that he'll reward you, give you what you really want. he'll keep you on the edge, till you're finally right there, so close--

he pulls away completely, returning to his textbook like nothing happened.

"you should finish your work first," he says, flipping a page. "i’ll think about rewarding you later."

the audacity.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ JEONGIN

his childhood bedroom.

you heard me.

the posters on the walls, the old books cluttering his desk, the twin-sized bed that barely fits both of you—it’s all so him. It should be innocent, just a short visit to his parents’ house, just a normal night.

or so you thought.

it starts with you lying next to him under the covers, whispering and giggling, trying not to wake anyone. he’s got one arm lazily draped over your waist, thumb rubbing slow circles against your hip. but then his hand slips lower—too low for something so casual—and suddenly, that mischievous smirk is on his lips.

"you’re being quiet," he teases, voice barely above a whisper. "something wrong?"

um yeah, something’s wrong. his parents are asleep down the hall. the walls are thin.

that’s the thrill—how you stiffen when he presses against you, how you grip his wrist when his fingers dip beneath the waistband of your shorts.

"aw, baby, that's just too bad" he coos, smirking against your skin. "You’re gonna have to be quiet for me."

the bed creaks when he shifts, pressing his weight against you, and he pauses—just for a second—listening for any signs of movement outside the door. when all remains quiet, he grins, his hand slipping beneath your pajama shorts, and you bite down on your lip to keep from moaning.

"shh," he breathes, pressing a finger to your lips. "if you wake them up, you’ll have to explain how their sweet, innocent jeongin has you like this."