#w/ hendery !

[hencheri]

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▸ 18+ mdni.

kun loves you, and he loves his friends as much, but he can't seem to refuse them anything—even when it's about having a taste of you.

| pairing. bf!kun x fem!reader (ft. xiaohenwin)

| warnings. noncon, extremely mean kun!!, exhibitionism, coercion, degradation, toxic relationship, unprotected sex, i am not kidding kun is very despicable in this.

| wc. 3.5k

⤷ part of my 1k event.

you cling to kun like glue, glancing at his friends like they’re wild animals about to eat you alive. their gazes have never been so invasive and insistent, and this doesn’t seem to alert your boyfriend at all. 

it’s like he knows. oh, he definitely knows. 

you shift closer to kun on the couch, eyes strained to the floor, not daring to look up and potentially meet someone’s gaze. everyone talks to each other, except you, keeping quiet. you’re not really talkative in general, but this time it’s like you don’t belong here. 

kun mostly ignores the tugs on his t-shirt, only giving you attention when it’s to poke fun at you, making all of his friends laugh. you hate hanging out with them and how your boyfriend becomes ruthless with his degrading comments when they’re here. 

your face always burns, feeling everyone’s eye on you, lingering longer than normally. you’ve always thought kun had really bad taste when it comes to friends, considering how they never hide their clear attraction to you, but tonight, you think that maybe there’s a reason why kun has such despicable friends. 

you’re clueless when kun pulls you up with him at the same time winwin does, walking to your bedroom. it’s like they both understand each other without saying a word, like it had already been discussed. 

your stomach clenches, biting the inside of your cheek as you watch kun sending a knowing look at winwin. when you reach the door to your bedroom, kun turns to you. 

“i want you to be nice to sicheng,” he tells you with a stern face, holding both of your arms in his hands. you slowly connect the dots, and when you steal a glance toward winwin, you understand that all the inappropriate looks thrown your way before was something your boyfriend allowed. 

you feel water collecting at your lash lines as you look up at kun. you shake your head from side to side.

you notice him clenching his jaw, slightly tilting his head. “it wasn’t a proposition. be good,” he whispers, squeezing your arms as a warning. he stares at you for a few seconds, and seeing that you don’t protest, he nods. “i’ll be in the living room.”

with that, he leaves you alone with winwin, joining the others in the other room. you watch kun walk away, completely shocked and terrified. 

you turn your head back at winwin who’s standing by the door, giving you a small smile before taking your hand in his. you have to raise your head to look at him and the kind expression on his face doesn’t succeed in calming you down. 

did your boyfriend just offer you to his friend?

winwin pulls you into the bedroom, closing the door behind him, not forgetting to lock it. you bite your inner cheek harder and you can feel the rusty taste of blood invading your mouth. 

you stand in the middle of the room as he approaches you carefully. he still has this smile on his face that usually sets you at ease, but now you really don’t like it. 

winwin is the only friend you’ve ever appreciated—he’s kind, respectful, and a little shy like you. you never talk to him much, but you don’t feel scared in his presence. don’t feel sexualized. except for now. 

the warmth of winwin’s body almost suffocates you, his heavy breath hitting your cheek as he pants loudly, his hips sloppily moving back and forth between your legs. he chokes on his moans, gulping down as he feels your walls involuntarily closing around him. 

the situation makes you feel so ashamed you can’t even look at winwin, even though he constantly grabs your chin and turns your head in his way whenever it falls to the side. your stomach flutters at the sight of his pouty lips, eyes begging for your attention, but the feeling is short-lived before you remember why winwin is on top of you in the first place. 

his hips collide with yours, making you whine, squelching noises leaving your pussy as his cock thrusts into you. you can feel it pulsing in you, feel how warm he is, how he fills you up entirely. you hate how you feel every little thing, every little detail. 

“ngh, fuck,” you hear winwin moaning above you, hiding his head in the crook of your neck, his hot breath fanning across your skin. 

your nails scratch the skin of his back, no doubt leaving red trails behind. you don’t like the idea of having your trace on him, but your arms were brought around his shoulders by him, and you know better than to remove them; something tells you that failing winwin would also mean failing kun. and you don’t want that. 

“you feel so good,” winwin rasps out, “and—fuck—so wet…” 

you only let out a cry in response. you never thought you’d ever have sex with one of kun’s friends, especially not in the case where you’re still with him and he agreed to it. in a way, you feel betrayed, but deep down, you can’t help but want to be good. be good for kun, whatever his expectations are. 

winwin leaves kisses down your neck, his full lips pressing down on your shivering skin in an intimate manner that, oddly enough, eases you down a little. he hisses between kisses, swinging his hips back and forth, his cock nudging your g-spot and inevitably making you clench around him. 

kun is never really gentle and appreciative, but he’s loving—in his own way. his right hand always belongs around your throat, the other hitting and pinching every patch of skin on your body. he tells you how dirty you are for liking the way he treats you or how lucky you are to have him because no one else would ever want you. 

you won’t lie that his words hurt you, that they break your heart a little, but he also promises that he’d never leave you, that you are his and there’s no point for him to wish to be with someone else. 

so the way winwin fucks you is vastly different from what you’re used to, and honestly, all you want right now is your boyfriend. but you can’t. 

suddenly, winwin pulls out of you, and you feel strangely empty. your arms slips away from his back as he lowers himself down on you and his head finds a spot between your legs. you’re surprised, and even slightly embarrassed. 

kun never goes down on you willingly, you always have to ask him—or rather beg him. 

winwin immediately sucks your clit into his mouth and you gasp at that, spreading your legs wider. you don’t dare to touch his hair, instead keeping your arms by your side, gripping the sheets tightly in your fists. 

he laps at your bud of nerves, then descends to your hole, passing his soft tongue between your dewy folds. he moans loudly against you like you’re the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, his nose bumping into your clit at the same time. 

you curl your toes as his lips go back to your clit, sucking and licking skillfully, the wet sounds making you cringe, but you easily ignore it as the pleasure builds up in your stomach. he holds your hip as he moans and whines, pulling back a tad bit just to see what he’s doing before diving back in.

you look down, noticing that he’s laid on his side, his free hand eagerly fisting his cock, your wetness sticking between his long fingers. he sucks more avidly, switching to his tongue then back to his lips, the pace of his hand not faltering until he moans out, sending vibrations through your body, white beads of cum falling down over his hand. 

the sight makes you clench around nothing, reaching your own high seconds after. winwin hums appreciatively as he licks you up, still stroking his cock, getting everything out. 

you’re breathless, your chest and forehead sweaty. you don’t say anything as winwin gets dressed back into his clothes, acting like this was a regular hook-up. 

when his eyes land on you one last time, he smiles warmly, giving your cheek a quick peck. you watch him exit the bedroom, closing the door behind him. 

you stare at the ceiling for a while, trying to recollect your thoughts, trying to process everything that’s happened. you’re not as shaken as you thought you’d be, but it’s still weird. very weird.

you don’t hear any more voices sounding from the living room and you suppose everyone is gone now. you put on one of kun’s hoodies, wandering out of the bedroom. 

you walk to the kitchen, and your cheeks heat up when you see ten. kun is there, too, and when his gaze meets your figure, his face turns severe. you look between the two men, one smiling playfully at you and the other approaching you like you did something bad. 

you recoil slightly, kun stopping in front of you. “it was about time you come out,” he says, eyeing you up and down. “look at you…” he winces as he grabs your arm, pulling you closer to him. “you’re a mess. go clean yourself up,” he orders in his usual stern voice.

“don’t be so mean to her,” ten adds, leaning over the kitchen counter. “sicheng said she’d been such a good girl.” his smile widens, his eyes lingering on your body. 

if there’s one person kun is willing to listen to, it's surely ten. he’s pretty nice to you in general, always has a smile on his face that sometimes seems too teasing for your liking. 

kun looks at you for a moment until he wordlessly lets go of your arm, giving you some space. 

“i just… i thought everyone had left.” you gulp down and you can see kun softening up.

ten looks fondly at you, like you’re the most adorable thing in the world. “it’s fine, i was about to leave anyway,” he announces, pushing himself off of the counter. 

when kun comes back after saying goodbye to his friend, you scurry to him and wrap your arms around his torso. you really can’t hold back. you missed kun’s warmth way too much in the past hours. 

he soothes you by rubbing your back gently, but he soon pulls you off of him, telling you to go wash yourself again. you obey silently, putting on the pajamas he picked out for you after. 

entering the bedroom, you see kun hanging up some clothes in your shared wardrobe. you sit down at the edge of the bed and look down at your lap, hesitating a few moments before finally speaking.

“kun…” you call his name and he hums in response. “well, um. why- why did you let sicheng… sleep with me?”

he hangs the last shirt then finally turns around to you. he seems to think about what to say, but he decides to go with a simple answer.

“because he’s my friend,” he replies, walking up to you. 

his explanation is too plain for you, too short. you know kun values his friendships a lot, they’re very important to him, but you still don’t understand. 

“but…” you begin, trying to not sound too bothered, “i didn’t agree to it.”

kun only sighs, cupping your cheek and running his thumb over it. “i don’t agree with a lot of things either, baby, but that doesn’t mean it’ll change anything.” 

he backs away and climbs on the bed, slipping himself under the covers. you fight back the tears threatening to leave your eyes, quickly whipping your lash line and turning around to join your boyfriend in bed. 

—-

you look at yourself through the mirror just above the bathroom sink, taking in a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. you wanted to stay in your room all night, but kun didn’t let you. 

you turn off the faucet, drying your hands with the hanging towel. your breath quickens and your eyes shoot up when you hear steps coming in the bathroom, invading your space. 

yangyang makes his way to you in long steps as you watch him through the mirror, swallowing down the lump in your throat. his eyes roam up and down your body shamelessly and he stops just behind you, caging you between him and the sink. 

he puts his hands on either side of your body on the counter and leans down, his nose brushing over your temple, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. the way he looks at you doesn’t feel right nor the way he touches you. 

“don’t worry, i won’t do anything…” he smirks, staring at you through the mirror. “you’re pretty, but i’m not really interested into fucking what’s already been passed around, you know?” yangyang takes a piece of your hair between his fingers, twirling it around his index. 

your gaze drops down, focusing on a droplet of water running down the drain. he really doesn’t have to tell you this, but he does anyway because yangyang is… yangyang. mean and mocking. 

“but i’m sure others will want to,” he smirks and he notices how you frown in confusion. “aw, did you really think it was just a one time thing?” yangyang laughs, his breath hitting the back of your neck and making you shiver uncomfortably. “you’re so naive… you really don’t know, huh?”

you turn your head slightly, meeting his eyes that are immediately drawn to your lips as you speak. “don’t know what?” 

the corners of his mouth tug upward and his tongue peeks out from between his lips, wetting them. “it took a lot to convince kun… sicheng only had your name on his lips for a whole year until kun was kind enough to finally accept,” he explains and you become even more confused, your stomach clenching into a knot. “you know how generous he is. you can’t blame him for being a good friend.”

“you’re the group’s little slut now,” he whispers the last words into your ear and you grip the edge of the counter until the blood drains from your knuckles. 

but the tension leaves your body when you’re interrupted by your boyfriend. yangyang turns his head into his direction, reluctantly pulling away from you. you can see in the mirror that he still has that arrogant smile on his face, but kun doesn’t look as happy. 

yangyang passes by him and walks out of the bathroom, leaving you alone with kun. 

he stays silent for a moment, like he means to tell you something, but he doesn’t, remaining stern and cold instead. 

“we’re about to eat, come on.” he gestures to you with a wave of his hand and you execute yourself, following him to the kitchen.

—-

hendery is on you, palming your ass as he kisses you messily, not really caring about being gentle or not. you should have expected it, yangyang warned you, after all. this isn’t done. you’re everyone’s free to use as they please.

when he breaks the kiss, he stares at you in a way that you don’t understand. he looks at you like he knows something that you don’t and it unnerves you so much. 

“i wonder if that pussy gets as wet as sicheng said…” he lowly growls and your eyes widden, squirming as his hand slides down between your bodies, cupping your cunt through your panties. 

he rubs your clit with his middle finger, grinning in satisfaction as he watches you getting bothered, breath becoming irregular. your face heats up and it’s like the air in the room got scorching hot in an instant. 

“can’t believe he let us have you… he was such a bitch about not sharing you, but something like that can’t be kept away forever,” hendery chuckles, his hand that was previously between your legs now tracing your thigh.  

“us?” you repeat, breath caught in your throat. what does he mean by ‘us’? there’s only him here. kun said there’ll be only hendery. 

he gives you a devious smile as he hears you stutter, the door opening at the same moment. you glance behind hendery’s shoulder and your blood runs cold when your eyes land on xiaojun. 

you attempt to push hendery off of you, but he holds you tightly against him. it only makes him laugh at you. 

“no! kun said it was going to be just you.” you push again on hendery, but he doesn’t budge an inch. 

“it’s alright, princess. we’re not transgressing the rules,” hendery says just as xiaojun makes his way to the edge of the bed. “kun is well aware of this…”

you shift your gaze back to xiaojun who’s also smiling at you. “stop worrying your little head so much,” he teases, joining you both on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. “you’re gonna like this.”

you let them get you rid of your panties, not wasting any time to remove your top, thrown carelessly away on the floor. two men in the same bed with you is a situation that never crossed your mind before, even less when none of them are kun. you’re scared, terrified. 

they’re probably the ones you appreciate the least amongst kun’s friends, along with yangyang. they’ve never been subtle about their attraction to you, especially hendery who never missed an opportunity to look at you in a less than innocent way. they’ve never done anything to you, of course, and you never thought they would either, until now—until your boyfriend allowed it. 

they take turns on you, changing positions so many times you have a hard time following them. one moment xiaojun has his fingers into you, convincing himself he can make you squirt, and the other hendery’s between your legs, eating both of your holes at the same time as xiaojun forces his cock down your throat. 

your eyes burn from all the tears, but it doesn’t stop them one second, it even encourages them you think. you feel used and dirty, even though your body reacts to all of their touches, enjoying it way more than you should. 

the next few days are normal, that is until your boyfriend invites his friends over again. you hide in your bedroom, the only place where you know they can’t come. 

kun knew what you had in mind, that you had the intention to stay sheltered in your shared bedroom, and so he told you to come out earlier—be respectful, say hi to the boys—but you just couldn’t. you thought you were good for the first hour, but that didn’t last long. 

“what are you still doing here? i told you to behave tonight, didn’t i?”

you look at kun with frowned eyebrows, feeling bad for disappointing him, but you don’t want to be around his friends. what if they decide they want to use you again?

he walks further into the room, walking to your form curled under the sheets. he pulls you out of bed, not caring about your attire, and brings you forcefully to the living room. 

“kun, no! please, i’m sorry!” your eyes start to water, scared about where this is going. 

“shut it,” he hisses, “you want to be a disrespectful little brat, huh? then let’s show everyone how despicable you are.”

everyone’s eyes are on you, laughing mockingly, and you’ve never felt more humiliated. hendery says something to yangyang that makes him snicker, ten’s usual empathy is gone, and winwin can’t wait to see what kun is going to do.

your boyfriend sits on the couch across from everyone else, placing you between his legs. “here she is,” he groans, taking a fistful of your hair, “thought i wouldn’t come get her. thought she could hide away in our bedroom…”

with his hold on your hair, he makes you face the others and you look down shamefully, tears running down your cheeks. you hate his friends, you hate them so much. it’s their fault if kun acts so ruthlessly with you. 

he spreads your legs open, hooking your knees over his own. he doesn’t bother to remove your night shorts, only pushing it to the side along with your panties. his fingers come in contact with your bare folds, making you jolt in his arms, your hands holding onto his thighs behind you. 

“you need to understand that you don’t decide here,” he growls in your ear, pressing tight circles onto your clit. “i do whatever the fuck i want with you, whether you like it or not.” he takes a hold of your jaw with his free hand. “look at them, baby. look at them as i fuck you on my fingers.”

[sunmisbf]

they’re so… 😭😭😭😭😭😭

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Kun, Ten & Hendery — 【On My Youth】 ‘Day & Night’ Teaser Images

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[hencheri]

— moviestars

▸ 18+ mdni.

mark and hendery think you’d be the perfect candidate for their homemade adult movie.

| pairing. pornstar!mark x fem!reader x pornstar!hendery

| warnings. cnc to noncon, alcohol consumption, consensual filming, pervs!markdery, anal sex, manipulation, mark & hendery are really not good people.

| wc. 3k

⤷ part of my 1k event.

the bright white lights around the mirror illuminate hendery’s face and lets you see all of its details, like the small scar on his cheek and the mole on his bottom lip. his eyes are looking down at his phone as you brush his eyebrows into shape and you dip the other end of the brush into the deep brown paint spread on the back of your hand. you use the sculpted bristles to fill in his brows and pull away after to see how it looks.

it’s perfect as usual. you really can’t mess up the makeup because hendery always looks good. it’s like painting over someone else’s work that really doesn’t need much touch up. 

you turn around to your makeup station, searching through your supplies for hendery’s right shade of concealer. you know you have it close since you often paint his face. 

just as you’ve found it, you jump in surprise at the feel of a hand on your naked thigh, fingers going under your skirt. you turn around almost instantly, making the hand slip away and locking eyes with the man sitting in front of you. 

he smirks at the sight of your startled expression, frowned eyebrows and big eyes staring back at him. “sorry,” he chuckles, “sometimes it moves on its own…” 

you’re not sure how to respond to that. he’s always so blunt and shameless, you shouldn’t be surprised. you can’t count the number of times you’ve caught him undressing you with his eyes, grinning teasingly when he realizes you’ve noticed. 

but what else can you expect from a man who does porn for a living? 

you’ve gotten used to it at this point, but his hand on you… was unexpected. 

you say nothing and go back to doing his makeup. you pour a little bit of concealer on your hand again, dabbing the sponge into it and applying it around his jaw, hiding the dark spots where his beard grows. 

“can you look up?” you ask, waiting for him to do it, but he doesn’t. you repeat yourself in case he didn’t hear, but again, he doesn’t move. 

you gulp down, instead stepping closer and tilting his chin up yourself. he doesn’t protest and lets you work down his neck. your breath itches when you feel his fingers sneaking between your legs again, traveling up under the hem of your skirt. it’s enough for your body to heat up entirely, cheeks burning and hands becoming sweaty. 

he almost reaches your core, but a loud voice approaching makes him stop, the tips of his fingers lingering on the inner of your thigh until reluctantly going away. 

you finally let out the breath you were holding, looking up from hendery’s face to see mark sitting down on the armrest of the chair beside your station. hendery turns his head to him, a big smile forming on his lips as he greets mark. you use the opportunity to change products, now looking for the highlighter. 

“took you long enough,” hendery says, “what happened this time? your hook-up didn’t want to leave again?”

you hear mark’s laughter at his question, and you turn around just as he notices your presence, gaze briefly landing on you, yet taking all of you in before fitting his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. 

“nah,” he lightly laughs, “i just slept through my alarm.”

“lazy fuck.”

you have to get closer to reach hendery’s face, leaning down to trace the tip of his nose, but he really doesn’t make the task easy as he keeps talking to mark. you muffle down a gasp when his palm grabs your thigh once again. even though he tries to hide it, he’s clearly not discreet enough because mark notices, nodding along to what hendery says as he watches his fingers touching your skin, his thumb gently running over your flesh.

he doesn’t comment on it and you can only imagine what he’d do to you as well if you weren’t surrounded by the filming crew. 

“i have pretty disappointing news, though,” mark announces, replacing his hair under his backwards cap. “you know the girl we had for our movie?” hendery hums, telling him to continue, “well, she canceled on us.”

his face flies the other way, your brush leaving his cheek abruptly. you straighten your back as you feel his hand grabbing you tighter, fingers digging into you. 

“are you kidding? at the last minute?” hendery groans, shaking his head in disbelief. 

“i know, i’m pissed, too,” mark sighs, “she said it was too intense. didn’t match her image or whatever.”

“bullshit. she takes cock in her ass every fucking day and this is too intense?”

“i told her the same thing and she cursed me out before hanging up,” mark snickers, a smirk you really don’t like playing on his lips. 

hendery scoffs and rolls his eyes. “what do we do now?” he asks, slumping back down in the chair. 

you resume his makeup, minding your business until the burning gazes on you become too much to ignore. 

“why not her?” mark suggests, gesturing to you with a nod of his head. 

a crease appears between your brows, swallowing down the lump in your throat. you look between both men, confused and speechless. 

“... me?” you utter in a small voice. 

“have you ever filmed anything before?”

“no, of course not.” you shake your head from side to side, uncomfortable and embarrassed at the idea of doing anything close to what they do. 

“an amateur… that’d be perfect,” hendery chides in. “that wide-eyed, virgin look…”

he suddenly cups your clothed pussy under your skirt and you flinch at the contact, accidentally knocking your hip into the vanity behind you. he grins like his words have just been confirmed. 

“i can already imagine it,” mark smirks, eyeing you up and down painfully slowly. “you’ve seen us act, right, baby? you know how it goes. you’re not a complete stranger to this,” he says like you’ve already agreed to whatever they’re talking about. 

“i’m not- i don’t think… i’m suited for that,” you answer in an uneasy voice. you sink your teeth into your bottom lip, looking at mark with eyes that just scream how uncomfortable you are, but he doesn’t notice—doesn’t care, or maybe even likes it. 

“on the contrary, i think you were made for it…” he flirts, the corners of his mouth still tugging upward into a malicious smile. “you’re cute—so goddamn cute—and virginal.” he sees your frown deepening and he’s quick to rectify himself. “it’s a compliment! see, a girl like you is just… perfect for porn. especially the one we wanna do.”

hendery nods at mark’s words. “it’d be only us, no director, no anything. a movie made for our paying subscribers.”

you don’t see why you’d ever accept. sure, the privacy of it is reassuring—in a sense—but it’s still porn, however it’s made. 

you know they both have onlyfans where they post more personal stuff. every actor has one nowadays, it earns an extra amount of money that is non-negligible. fans are always eager for pictures and solo videos, something that makes them feel like the creator is really addressing them. they want to feel close and desired. 

you once looked up their accounts. only free content was available to you, but from what you’ve seen, it’s really different from the high produced porn videos. totally different. 

you remember a specific picture of hendery shirtless in bed, a silver necklace around his neck, the white bed sheets contrasting well with his skin. the caption was a simple ‘good morning’ and it seemed enough for his subscribers to go crazy. 

mark’s account was more modest, a lot of pictures that were dressed, but still nonetheless very suggestive. you’re pretty sure, though, that the blurred posts were really explicit.

“what kind of movie… is it?” 

they both smile at your question like they know you’re half-convinced. 

“consensual non-consent,” mark responds. your eyes widen and he gives you more explanation, not wanting you to back out already when they’re half-way into making you accept. “it’s all an act. a scene, you know? everything’s planned out and… we’re just gonna fuck.”

“and you’ll be paid. generously,” hendery adds, winking at you. “it’s nothing we’ve never filmed before. i’m sure you’ve seen us do worse,” he smirks. 

it’s true you’ve watched them act a couple of times and you’ve found yourself surprised at what was happening in front of you. you’ve seen it all—chains, leashes, collars, dildos, paddles… and it wasn’t rare that the actress was crying or screaming. 

and you wouldn’t say no to money. especially if the amount is higher than your pay as a makeup artist on porno sets, which is just enough to pay your bills and groceries each month. 

—-

the couch creaks under you, shifting in your seat as you play with the hem of your skirt. mark’s place is less spacious than you’d have thought, but it’s still beautiful and organized. 

the yellow light beside the couch gives the living room a cozy ambience and it’s really welcoming. normally, you think you would’ve felt comfortable, but the circumstances, the heavy implications of tonight’s activities, make you very nervous. and scared.

you should leave, tell them you don’t want to do this anymore, that it was a mistake. but as you watch mark putting the camera in place, just in front of the couch you’re sitting on, you don’t find the words, nor the courage. 

hendery’s drinking a beer of a brand you’ve never heard of before, and seeing how your hands shake so much, you reach for your own on the coffee table. you take a quick sip, wincing as it burns your throat, and you take another one, the sweet taste of chocolate convincing you. 

hendery watches you with a grin, taking a seat beside you, draping his arm behind your shoulders. “nervous?” he asks and you nod. “don’t be. it’s just you, me, and… mark,” he laughs through his nose, his cheekbones prominent as he smiles. 

he scoots closer, his entire thigh stuck to yours, his mouth just beside your ear. “we’re gonna fuck and have fun, that’s all, baby,” he says, his tone raspy and sultry, his breath making your babyhairs fly around. 

“i know,” you whisper back just as mark turns around, the camera set up and ready to film. you watch him walking up to the couch, stopping in front of you. “my safeword… you remember it?” you look up at mark then hendery, and the moment they take to respond to you feels too long to be considered reassuring. 

“‘course, don’t worry about that,” mark smiles. “finish it up,” he demands, talking about the glass in your hands. 

you drink it all, wincing once again and coughing to get the bitter aftertaste away. you hand the empty glass to him and hendery does the same, mark disappearing into the kitchen. when he comes back, it’s like the mood has entirely shifted, tension in the air. 

he goes behind the camera, his thumb hovering over the recording button. “1, 2, 3… and it’s on,” he announces, and you understand he isn’t joining you right away as he stays there, looking through the screen. 

your heartbeat immediately picks up when hendery’s hand lays on your thigh, your tights the only thing separating his skin from touching yours. he palms your flesh, and you softly gasp when he kisses your neck, biting and licking a specific spot. you think it starts surprisingly slow, but it doesn’t last long and he uses both of his hands to unbutton your jean skirt. 

once the zipper is down, he hooks two fingers on each side of your hips into your skirt and tights. he pulls on them and you remember which role you’re supposed to play when you meet mark’s gaze. 

you grab hendery’s wrists, meaning to make him stop, but he ignores you and keeps pulling. “n-no,” you stress out, squirming around to try and make him give up. 

he then slaps your hands away, finally getting it off of your legs. the sound of your clothes hitting the floor makes you swallow, the nervosity coming back to you. there’s this pleasant feeling, though, at the bottom of your stomach that lets you know you’re very clearly aroused right now. 

“stop fighting me, will you? if i want you, i'm gonna take you. if i want my hands on you, that's where they're gonna be."

hendery's fingers pull your panties to the side, touching your bare pussy right away, feeling your wetness stick to his digits. you gasp at the contact, trying to push him away once again.

he grunts disapprovingly, taking a hold of your jaw and making you look into his eyes. "you don't want to understand, do you?" he hisses through his teeth. "we can do anything that we want to you, whenever and wherever we want."

you frown, glancing in front of you one second before looking back at hendery. “we?” you question, feigning ignorance. 

he chuckles at that, his fingers exploring your folds, his other hand still holding your chin tightly. he licks his lips, his tongue peeking out, and you can see how dilated his pupils are. 

“thought it’d only be me, hm?” he smirks, thrilled at the sight of your glossy eyes. “oh, how naive you are…”

that’s when mark decides to walk into the frame and you recoil into the couch, involuntarily leaning into hendery. your face now free, you stare at mark worryingly, feeling the other man’s breath on your neck. 

you almost scream when mark takes a hold of your ankles, dragging you across the couch, your head perched up on hendery’s thigh. your panties are fast removed, joining your skirt and tights on the floor. your top is also discarded, leaving you completely bare under the eyes of two hungry men. 

“you really thought you’d keep all of this away from us?” mark says while fitting himself between your legs, his hands pinning your hips down to the couch. 

“stop, please,” you whine, “i don’t like this. i really don’t like this…” you’d believe yourself if it wasn’t for your burning cheeks and glistening folds. and the fact that this is all staged. 

hendery closes his hand around your neck, peering down at you from where he is. your eyes meet his and you feel a chill running down your spine at how serious he looks—almost emotionless. 

“this isn’t for you to decide. you should know by now that the more you cry, the more it’s gonna hurt.”

you gulp. will it really? 

you shut up after that, taking a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves down. it’s not real, you’re just going to have sex. you have a safeword and you know it’s there to stop whatever you don’t like. 

“hold her for me.” you hear mark ask hendery and you sense him moving, sitting on his knees. he pulls you up by your armpits, locking your arms under you after. mark undoes the button of his jeans, dragging the zipper down and the sound makes you curl your toes. “ready?” he grins and he’s even more satisfied upon seeing you shake your head. 

he pulls his jeans down to his mid-thighs, fingers clasping around your hips as he aligns himself with your entrance, pushing in without waiting another second. you don’t even have time to be embarrassed at the squelching noises, already overwhelmed by the intrusion of mark’s cock inside of you, stretching you out to his size. 

you have a hard time staying in character, the pleasure clear on your face and in the sounds you make. mark fucks like a pornstar indeed—going fast and deep, pushing your legs over your stomach to be sure you feel him all the way in, even into your guts. 

“shit- so fucking tight,” mark hisses, “you’re a little liar, aren’t you, huh? you like this so much.”

you squeak at a particular hard thrust, your body colliding with hendery behind you. you want to say you don’t, that you hate it, but you can’t form any words. 

“fuck, i want my turn, too.”

you’re back to earth when you get flipped onto your stomach, mark pulling out of you. 

“try her ass,” mark suggests and your eyes almost pop out of their sockets as you hear this. 

mark and hendery exchange places and you watch them totally freaked out, wondering if it’s really happening. you now realize you haven’t discussed any boundaries and you find yourself so stupid for not having thought about it. why didn’t they bring it up, though?

“no, no, stop-” you say in a slightly more raised voice, trying to get away, but mark hold you in place. “i don’t- i don’t agree to this!” 

they don’t listen to you; hendery removes his t-shirt and pushes down both his sweats and boxers, counting on mark for not letting you go away, crossing your arms behind your back. you kick your legs, but hendery brings them together, bending them over your stomach. you’re unable to move, and every little shake or squirm of your body is useless. 

your safeword. you have to use it, they probably think you’re pretending. 

“red! please, hendery. red, i want it to end-” 

your voice is suddenly muffled, mark’s hand covering your mouth. you feel the tears falling from your eyes, rolling down the side of your face. what are they doing? you said your safeword, they have to stop. 

you yell against mark’s palm when hendery sinks into your ass, using your wetness as lube, but it’s silly to think it’s going to make it any easier. you know it doesn’t—it’s burning, the worst pain you’ve ever felt in your life. 

you’re sobbing now, your chest heaving at each one of your cries. you shake your head from side to side, your spit smearing all over mark’s hand, but he doesn’t care, keeping your mouth hidden. 

as you see desire in hendery’s eyes, like he’s never been more turned on before, you understand this wasn’t an act. from the moment they proposed it to you, they knew how it’d end.

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i smiled adding these to my playlist btw

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the nct fuckboy/fratboy agenda has me weakkkk omg give us more whenever u have the time ur so good!!!

ofc thank u !! they have me going delusional feral crazy barking and meowing !! let me do it for you let me write it out ANY MORE REQUESTS LEMME KNOW !!

part 1 link NCT COLLEGE FUCKBOYS PART 2 ten jeno jungwoo hendery yangyang renjun xiaojun winwin

ten lee chittaphon leechaiyapornkul is a whore. absolute whore. he's raising those neos into SLUTS. his reputation precedes him bc he is so pretty, so flexible, so ughhhhhhhhhhh !!!! like you see him for the first time and you know why people say he's got a body count bigger than his age. everyone wants to fuck himmm. he's so pretty, and even even prettier fucked out. messy hair and everything.

he's always flirting with someone new in the hallway when you see him. and like taeyong, his sex tapes get sent AROUND. people come up to him at school randomly and beg for 1 night w him. he's slept w all the neos at one point im sure about that.

you knew about how much of a SLUT bro was. but once you saw one of his sex tapes w johnny, you found yourself showed up outside of his class and begged for him. he responded that you should dm him w your application and he might get back to you about it. lee jeno 💪 bro is ur average athlete player fuckboy. THE cliche. smokes behind the benches, rich family, somehow top of the class. the one that everyone swears they won't fall for but they all want. you see a new girl on his arm each week and it hurts. but you've already fallen, it's just a matter of time. he'll start wearing you down and he didn't even know he did it. but you did. pulling the triangle technique when you lock eyes, catching you when you fall. and eventually he'll be right behind you when you shamefully admit to your friend that you want him. when he fucks you gone in his car? you know you need to get him to stay with you. you couldn't live without this. like you need his dick to even function. you've given up your life for him, just so that when he asks you're available to suck his dick.

JUNGWOO,,,, oh my god. he's so crazy. y'all remember the 2 baddies fuckboy jungwoo era. imagine that, but that's his default setting. man's still sugaring candy, but it's ur candy this time. he's sucking ur pussy if u didn't understand what doja said. he's the quiet slut. the whole school doesn't talk about him like they do mark, ten, taeyong and jeno. but when you see him? you're done for. batshit crazy delusional. his whole demeanour and personality is straight flirting, pulling his shirt up at every opportunity. the way he walks around the school with his sweet perfume trailing, he gets people going feral over him. people will just walk up and beg for him to fuck him, and ofc jungwoo obliges if they're hot enough.

he's so sweet when you taste him, like his cum is sweeter than sugar. his perfume too. everything about him is like a candy drug. a pretty moan when you suck him dry. he's so pretty and sweet that makes you cum too. genuinely, you start following him around school just so you can smell him. you don't even care it's creepy.

H E N D E R Y is the epitome of "so weird you forget he's hot." he's actually extremely popular. genuinely friends with everyone. people are a little hesitant because they know he's part of the neo slut gang, and they see him acting a little unusual special crazy. but they actually have a conversation with him and suddenly they realise, bro this guy is amazing. and jus like that he's friends with everyone.

but then, uh well here comes a strange phenomenon. you've only seen him being silly, a little whimsical even. but when you see him zoned out, or concentrating for once? ..... "oh". because you finally realise how beautiful he is. an actual prince. it's not exaggerated to say he's taken your breath away. you're in love. imagine how much it hurts to go to a party and realise that you're not the only one in the room that is. so many people had that exact experience as you. learning how beautiful he truly is, falling in love, and begging for him. you see him in the corner, zoned out from the loud music and watch one of the guys you're mutually friends with have that phenomenon right there and then, pulling him away to a cupboard.

the same thing happened 3 times that night. liu yangyang international exchange fuckboy. he doesn't realise he's a fuckboy though. with the whole funny and cute personality going on, he thinks he's just got an amazing ability to pull people. sleeping with a different person or multiple people at a party, to seeing someone new every day and asking for their instagram. bro doesn't even know about the horrendous reputation he's got. "dude people say i'm a slut? nahhh that's crazy."

yangyang is of the opinion he's just a funny chill guy. down for anything, including a little fun fuck times whenever someone asks. and while that's his reasoning, he doesn't quite understand how it looks to everyone else. a rich guy coming back from germany, taiwan, and wherever else for weekend getaway bender and driving to school in a luxury car with a new girl in it almost every day.

when he fucks? it's just like his personality. fun and hyper. bros fucking for a good time and with him it's definitely a good time. spilling cum on the luxury leather seats, tinted windows and a surround sound system. yeah,,,,, you see why he does this so often. it's genuinely so much fun. better make sure you give him a really good time though, so he invites you to his apartment next time.

renjunnie the most smug class president for some, and nct's little plaything to others. it really depends on who you ask. for people in his class, he is the most obnoxious, smug, annoying ahh know it all, with the biggest dick. (a stick up his ass which is obviously jenos). genuinely, every person he's tutored has ended up unfortunately eyeing him instead of the book. how did that end? with him being just as rude and bitchy as he fucks you. measuring how much he pleases you by how much you can answer while fucked out.

but for the ones that know of the dreamies having their way with him can't possibly see him as anything other than a little toy. the way the other six just devour that man is actually quite shocking. lowkey surprised bro can even walk.

xiaojun oh my lord. this man's moans are heavenly. you actually cum when you hear them. (lowkey think some czennie do when he hits those notes). he's part of the nct moaner gets passed around line with renjun, haechan, taeyong, and ten. horrid sex tapes.

he looks so beautiful. standing in front of the school performance during an assembly, halting everyone with his voice. if you could look around, you'd see everyone frozen. haunted by his siren song and face that launched a thousands wars. everyone in that room was looking at him, and only him. in that room, no one was in a relationship. how could they love anyone else except him.

countless marriage proposals, dowrys of billions. everyone in that room would give xiaojun the world in exchange for a sliver of his love. no joke someone has given him a car in exchange for his private instagram account. winwin bros got the cha eunwoo effect. the campus crush. he hangs out with the china line horrid fuckboys , yangyang hendery chenle. but who cares? that actually elevates his status. literally a rose in a garden of slutty ahh thorns. that's not to say he's not a giant fuckboy. he's just quieter about it.

with his quiet excuses, sneak dates an hour away, his subtle ways of affection. he says he doesn't want attention, so you can't publicly date. but that's just so the other girls won't find out. he doesn't even think he's dating you, just seeing where it goes. eventually you'll call it off, "making it easier on your friendship" you say. that's how he goes through so many girls.

taking you to a beautiful garden several hours out of the city, you think it's romantic. he uses a different phone to text with you, 'so the guys don't go through my regular one and tease you'.

enjoying the sunlight he's slowly fingering you so you're focused on his love, and not seeing what's right in front of you

tags: @stanskzorillkickyou you asked for yangyang bbg !!

prev: haechan, mark, johnny, yuta, jaemin, kun, chenle, jisung next: jaehyun doyoung, perhaps lucas sungchan shotaro

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nini’s masterlist .

⌦ nct dream (ot7)

✩ nct dream’s reaction when you send cheesy pick up lines !

✩ nct dream’s reaction when you don’t pick up their phone calls !

✩ nct dream’s reaction when you bring a cat home !

✩ nct dream comforting/complimenting you on a bad day

✩ texting nct dream “my sibling wants to meet you” !

✩ random nct dream texts !

✩ clingy nct dream

✩ jealous nct dream

☆ nct dream sending you a cheesy pick-up line !

✩ nct dream texting you after an argument !

☆ liking each other at the wrong times

☆ nct dream possessive texts

☆ their s/o being on youngji drinking show

☆ their reaction to their drunk s/o texts

☆ nct dream when you’re mad at them

☆ nct dream when you fall asleep on call

☆ nct dream texts when you accidentally cut your finger

☆ hyping the dreamies up cause they’re nervous for their comeback

☆ “shes busy” prank

✩“i saw you cheating” prank

☆ “i’m paying for you nails” texts

☆ them asking you to unblock them after a (silly) argument)

☆ them being jealous of you liking/listening to other artists/groups

☆ them texting you from other numbers after you’ve blocked them

☆ their reaction when you ask why they’re dating you

☆ the dreamies reaction when you tell them “we need to talk”

☆ “i was talking to my other boyfriend” prank on them

☆ the dreamies being down bad for you even though you’re in a relationship

☆ the dreamies texting you after a few days of not talking because of their busy schedules

☆ their reaction after you drunkenly confessed to them

☆ their reaction when you text them that your pants have been stained cause of periods in public

☆ “you were my first kiss”

✩“my parents liked you”

☆ texting them “i love you too” but it was for their mom

☆ nct dream texts x idol!reader

— mark 𖦹

☆ she fell first but he fell harder

☆ mark drabble inspired by dark red

— renjun 𖦹

✩ random renjun bf texts !

☆ a random argument with renjun !

☆ you fell first but he fell harder <3

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☆ more renjun bf texts

☆ renjun drabble inspired by last waltz

— jeno 𖦹

☆ jeno texts after a fight

☆ jeno drabble inspired by i don’t love you

— haechan 𖦹

☆ random haechan bf texts !

☆ she fell first but he fell harder

☆ best friends to lovers with haechan

☆ nct dream 8th member drabble

☆ haechan going to ikea and sending his gf pics of the furniture he would like to test out w her (IDK WHAT ELSE TO TITTLE THIS)

— jaemin 𖦹

☆ jaemin comforting his gf !

☆ random bf jaemin texts !

— chenle 𖦹

☆ random chenle bf texts !

☆ she fell first but he fell harder

☆ jealous chenle texts

✩ telling chenle about your sleeping habits

☆ chenle drabble inspired by womanizer

— jisung 𖦹

☆ jisung angst texts !

☆ random jisung bf texts !

☆ more jisung bf texts !

⌦ nct 127

✩ comforting you on a bad day (text)

☆ nct 127 possessive texts

— johnny 𖦹

☆ random johnny bf texts !

— taeyong 𖦹

☆ random taeyong bf texts !

— yuta 𖦹

☆ random yuta bf texts !

☆ bf!yuta comforting you

— doyoung 𖦹

☆ doyoung jealous texts !

☆ doyoung bf texts !

☆ more doyoung bf texts !

— jaehyun 𖦹

☆ chocolates & milkshake

— jungwoo 𖦹

(you can find mark & haechan at nct dream <3)

⌦ wayv

☆ wayv jealous texts

☆ wayv possessive texts

☆ wayv texting you after a fight

☆ randomly saying i love you to them

☆ wayv texts when you fall asleep on call

☆ their reaction when you ask them “why am i dating you?”

— kun 𖦹

☆ random kun bf texts !

☆ kun possessive texts

— ten 𖦹

☆ random ten bf texts !

— winwin 𖦹

☆ random winwin bf texts !

☆ jealous winwin tests !

☆ winwin possessive texts !

☆ more random winwin bf texts !

☆ clingy winwin scenario !

☆ texting winwin about his kiss scene !

— xiaojun 𖦹

☆ doting on xiaojun <3

— hendery 𖦹

☆ random hendery bf texts !

— yangyang 𖦹

☆ yangyang possessive texts !

☆ classmates to lovers with yangyang !

☆ random yangyang bf texts !

☆ more yangyang possessive texts !

☆ yangyang shy boy scenario

⌦ seventeen (ot13)

☆ seventeen’s maknae line when their “i love you message” gets autocorrected to “i hate you”

— s.coups 𖦹

— jeonghan 𖦹

☆ random jeonghan bf texts !

— joshua 𖦹

☆ random joshua best friend texts !

— jun 𖦹

☆ random jun bf texts !

— hoshi 𖦹

— wonwoo 𖦹

— woozi 𖦹

— dk 𖦹

— mingyu 𖦹

☆ random mingyu bf texts

— minghao (the8) 𖦹

☆ minghao best friend texts

— seungkwan 𖦹

— vernon 𖦹

☆ random vernon bf texts !

— dino 𖦹