#xingdae fic

[moon--goddess1021]

under this summer sky (it really might be magic)

EXO Yixing x Jongdae Camp Counselors AU, Rivals to Lovers, Mutual Pining Teen 27.6k

Yixing is ready for another amazing summer working as a camp counselor at Camp Suri. Until he finds out that his least favorite person in the world is also working that summer, and is assigned to the cabin right next door.

Written for EXO Seasonal Fest on Twitter!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33020629

[sehunmyeon]

Me dá 15 fichas! | chenlay

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[sehorec]

too bad (that’s all i need)

Author: beanpod Platform(s): AO3 Main Pairing(s): Jongdae/Yixing Word Count: 17,131 Rating: Explicit Genre/Trope: AU, Police Officer/Detective, Mob Yixing's laugh is quiet, almost fond. "You're very good at this job, Detective," he says softly. Jongdae is hard-pressed to disagree. comments: i just read this last night because i couldn’t sleep and i LOVED it more than life

[guardians-of-exo]

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EDIT : I haven’t really had the time to read since I moved out (and fanfics don’t really appeal to me that much anymore either, ironic I know), so this probably won’t be updated that much and if it does, it will only be ChanBaek (R was the one reading the other ships...). I’m sorry. ~ M

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[sjabe]

Ugh this was suppose to be under 1k but I failed. This is the smallest word count ever for me, I think. It also took me forever to get this out, sorry. Anyway, thanks to @xxanimeliaxx for suggesting this I finally got it out and I'm sorry it's not on all of the NCT China line but I'll get the rest of them out. What I had in mind didn't work out so I hope this is ok, if not then let me know and I'll definitely rewrite it for you. Also there's no read more thing because I'm posting on mobile so to the people who will get angry, come at me that I suck for posting something long and not adding a read more thing I'm perfectly ok with it. Ok I'm done for now, bye!!

A/N: This is based off of Kun showing the NCT members his card tricks only this time he's showing his brothers and his parents Jongdae and Yixing and also he's 5 years old. Yes this is a pairing thing. Bye.

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Kun

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"Appa I did it!!" The little 5 year old yelled as he finally figured out the magic trick. Yixing has sent some presents home for the kids, resulting in Kun receiving a magic kit so he's been playing with the set all week trying to figure out this trick. It involved some magical black box and some metal rings that Jongdae couldn't understand or even begin to explain to his son so he settled for Yixing to explain on how it's supposed to be done over a video call. It was over a week ago when they last communicated with each other, so today was the day that Yixing officially comes home and Kun was going to show his papa that he learned the magic trick and could do it by himself.

As soon as Yixing walks through the front door, he's getting jumped on by not only his kids but by Jongdae too, all 6 of them tumbling down to the floor. There's a lot of yelling for Yixing's attention, kissing and tugging, but what Yixing wants the most is his and Jongdae's bed where they could all lay down together, with his kids cuddling beside him or on top of him, the thing he's missed most of all while being gone. When they get to the room and they all jump on the bed, Jongdae and Yixing lay together while Chenle and Renjun sit on top of Yixing to play with him. It's mainly Yixing trying to catch the boy's fingers in his mouth but the babies are seeing it as a game so he's playing along. Sicheng decides to lay on top of Jongdae getting really comfortable while Jongdae runs his fingers through Sicheng's hair. Kun ran off to his and Sicheng's room to get his magic set to show his papa the trick he's been working so hard on and everyone is excited to see it.

"Papa, appa, and my teeny brothers, I would like to show you my trick. Anyone want to help me?" Kun asks, smiling immediately when his baby brother Chenle jumps up from his place with his hand high in the air. "Chenle, please come up." Kun instructs as he watches Chenle crawl across the bed towards him, opening his arms when Chenle gets close to carry him off and put him down on the floor.  Both Jongdae and Yixing laugh as Chenle is waving at them and is giggling, putting his small hands over his mouth to stop himself from giggling, but he can't help it when he's so excited that he gets to help out with the trick.

"My, my, my. What a handsome assistant you got there." Jongdae says out loud to cause Chenle to blush and giggle some more.

"I'll say. The magician is handsome also, wouldn't you agree?" Yixing adds, making Kun blush as well but passes it off when Renjun gets close to Yixing's face asking him if he's handsome too. "Of course Renjunie and Sichengie are handsome too, right appa?"

"Of course, my babies are all handsome. Handsome and really really intelligent." Jongdae says as he presses a kiss on top of Renjun's head then smooths his hair down to fix it. He suddenly asks them if they know what the word intelligent means, all four boys raising their hand to get picked so they can answer. Yixing is impressed though because the word intelligent isn't really in most kids vocabulary, so for all of his kids to raise their hands, which includes Sicheng, makes him feel really proud of them and at Jongdae for teaching their kids. "How about we say it at the same time?" Jongdae asks and all 4 kids get ready to yell out the answer. When Jongdae counts to three all of them yell out their responses, Yixing smiles so big at them impressed by their answers that he decides to kiss each of them as their reward including the one who taught them.

"Ok, ok, ok let's move on. Kun wanted to show us his trick. Still want to show us?" Yixing asks him, immediately pulling away from the kiss knowing damn well that he can stay lip locked with Jongdae even longer if they don't stop. Jongdae just laughs, pulling Renjun down on his lap so they can now watch the trick.

"Papa and appa! Sichengie and Renjunie! I present to you my magic trick." Kun adds a bow at the end, Chenle following along after. Both parents smile at how cute their sons are being, a little dramatic but it's cute and they love it just as much. "Oh and please clap for my helper, Chenle." Kun adds a little tickle to Chenle's chubby tummy to make him laugh again, the audience members clapping and cheering for the assistant as well. Kun then begins the magic trick mostly showing off the card tricks he learned instead of using the supplies that came in the magic kit Yixing sent him. Jongdae shares a look with Yixing wondering how and where Kun learned the trick he's about to do when he hasn't seen him do it before and it was not in the magic set at all. They decide to just watch and see what he's about to do.

Kun mostly does a "pick a card" kind of magic tricks, almost all the time finding the card that Chenle picks out. Jongdae and Yixing can't help but show surprise the whole time because how exactly did Kun learn those tricks? The magic set had nothing but a fake wand, some metal rings and a black box that to Jongdae's understanding it's used to make things disappear and so far all of Kun's tricks are card tricks. When he does use the black box to make Baba the Lion, Chenle's stuffed lion, disappear, he fails but he's not upset about it. He admits that he has trouble using that box, bows and declares his show over, everyone clapping for him at the end. He smiles so wide and runs to Yixing to finally jump on the bed and cuddle with his papa asking him if he enjoyed the show.

"I loved it. You're really good at magic, Kun. Maybe one day you'll get a letter to go to wizarding school." Yixing says making Kun laugh as he knows that will never happen but he's glad that his papa liked the show. "But we have to ask. Where did you learn those card tricks? They weren't in the magic box I sent you."

Kun sits up and looks at his parents. He wants to see if he'll get in trouble if he tells them but Kun has always been honest with them so with a pout he tells them. "They were in the magic box."

"The magic box? The one where everything came in or another one?" Jongdae asks now curious what box Kun is referring to.

"The black box. When I tried to use it the first time I couldn't because it was stuck and then when I tried again it opened and the magic cards came out. It was like magic!"

"Ok this is weird." Jongdae admits as Yixing nods. "Can I see the box, baby?" Jongdae asks Kun who just nods and let's his appa get the box to see it himself. "Do you still have the box it came in?" Jongdae asks again, this time Kun has to think about it because he remembers keeping the box but he's not sure if he put it somewhere or he ended up throwing it out.

"I'll go look." He says instead and gets off the bed to go look. The others want to help too so they all get down to go search, Chenle getting some help from his appa to be put down since he can't quite reach the floor yet.

"Can you check this?" Jongdae asks as he hands the box to Yixing. "There's something there that you have to press but I can't get it to open." Yixing checks the box himself finding what Jongdae was talking about but he can't get the box to open either. There's some tab they have to press to reveal the secret compartment to hide the stuff there but it's stuck so it's no wonder Kun admitted that he can't do this trick because it's hard to press, but for him to later open it and have it reveal some cards doesn't sit right with the both of them. The kids then come back with the box in hand, handing it to Jongdae to see for himself and sure enough the picture on the box shows that it doesn't have any cards there. "Can you read this?" He asks Yixing to translate as the words are in Mandarin.

"It says there's a magical item inside the box, so I'm guessing the magical item are the cards but the instructions doesn't reveal any card tricks and how to do them."

"It doesn't mention how you open the box either?"

"No. I think you have to use the wand." Yixing adds, searching the bed for the wand

when Sicheng hands it to him. “Thank you, Sichengie.” Sicheng smiles at his papa then gets close to see what his papa will do. When Yixing taps the wand on the black box the compartment suddenly opens up revealing nothing inside but the space it has to put whatever they want in it. “I guess the first time Kun tried to use it he didn’t have the wand in hand.”

“Still, there’s no instructions inside and the instruction booklet doesn’t say anything about card tricks, so Kun… Did you learn the card tricks all by yourself?” Kun nods, somewhat afraid that his parents will get angry at him. “Wow Kun! That’s amazing! How did you figure it out?” Jongdae asks, pulling Kun closer to hug and kiss him and reassure him that he won’t get in trouble.

“When you let us watch tv, the man showed us how and I remembered how to do it.”

“Wow! Seriously? That’s great that you remembered. You’re going to be a great magician some day. Only my intelligent sons can do something as amazing as that. I’m proud of you.” Yixing said as he pulled Kun into a hug to show him how proud he really is of him. Kun can’t help but smile and feel proud of himself that he trusted his gut and learned the card tricks instead of doing the box trick. With the reactions he received from his parents and his brothers, Kun now feels that he’ll be able to bring a little magic in their lives if he decides to keep it up, and that’s exactly what he does.

[freebullets]

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He woke with the immediate feeling that everything was wrong. His body was sore, his eyes were still drooping with exhaustion, he was staring at yet another unfamiliar ceiling, but most of all, his heart ached with an abiding sense of despair and loneliness that had seeped in while he was sleeping. What a way to celebrate the holiday season. His showcase was in three days.

He hissed at the pain that spiked in his arm as he sat up, mind foggy but already trying to map out his next moves. A clatter behind him had him twisting his head quickly.

“Sorry,” Tao whispered loudly, still buttoning up his shirt as he clambered through the messy kitchen, pulling open the refrigerator and frowning. “Fan ge is still sleeping, his shift isn’t until later. I was going to make us some breakfast, but it’s pretty sad in here.”

“Oh, no problem,” Jongdae said, even as his stomach protested its roaring hunger. “Really.”

“How is your wound?” Tao said, moving into the living room and sitting down on the coffee table in front of Jongdae.

“It stings, but not more than I was expecting, if that makes sense,” Jongdae shrugged. “Umm, I don’t mean to impose, but if you’re leaving, and you drive, can I get a ride with you?” What was one more lift from one more tangential stranger.

“Oh,” Tao said, narrow eyes widening. “Of course! But…” he glanced behind Jongdae. “You didn’t have any other business with Yifan?”

It seemed to Jongdae that there was an underlying question other than the one that he was asking. “Tao, I swear that us meeting last night was a total coincidence,” Jongdae tried to reassure him. “I’m not—we’re not—anything at all. In fact, I’m pretty sure he hates me. You have nothing to worry about.”

“I wasn’t worried,” Tao said quickly, cheeks flushing.

“I just…” Jongdae sighed. “I’m out of options. I don’t have any money, or my jacket, or my shoes, and I’m pretty sure I’m never getting my phone back.” Well, Joonmyun’s phone. At least he still had his old one at home. “I wouldn’t bother you otherwise, but I…I need help,” he finally admitted, eyes pricking with a sudden surge of emotion.

“Oh…” Tao said, his own eyes watering. “Jongdae, I’m sorry…Do you want to talk about it?”

Jongdae shook his head vigorously. Even if he did want to get something off his chest, under his circumstances a police officer would never be at the top of his list for confessions. “No! No, I…I just need a ride. Please.” Hopefully his landlord or someone in the front office would be wiling to let him back into the apartment before Kyungsoo got back and yelled at him for leaving everything so messy. Maybe not yelled. Maybe a penetrating glare or two.

[myoneandonly-johnny]

yes hi welcome to china line emo hours i’m your host pink and i’m extremely sad right now

[zyx]

Uhh not to be like that but I read one of the best xingdae fics the other day 😭

[goopeculiar]

Take Care of Me Baby (I Know You Will) jongdae/yixing, NC-17, 5560 words. It’s like everything Yixing does just makes Jongdae like him more.

[yixingminseokjongdae-archive]

hi friends so i wrote a thing and im really proud of it and if you want you can check it out

get yourselves ready for 29.5k of xingdae goodness

this fic is rated e for things that happen later

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11371260

[moon--goddess1021]

blacken my heart, stain my soul

EXO Yixing x Jongdae Eldritch horror, monsterfucking, PWP Explicit 2.6k

He shook his head. There was nothing there. He knew that. He wasn’t a child, scared by his parents’ tales of monsters and demons and spirits hiding under his bed and in his closet and in the shadowed corners of his room.

Skritch.

Written for Hail Chen Round 4: ResurrecChen on Twitter!

Read on AO3

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Jongdae’s apartment was making noises again.

He sighed and rolled over in bed, pressing his head into his pillow and attempting to arrange his limbs into a more comfortable position.  Sleep had eluded him for the past hour, and he was exhausted - yet he simply could not doze off.  Every time he thought he’d manage it, something would creak, or his eyes would shoot open for no reason, or a muscle would cramp, and he’d groan and readjust.

Speaking of which.

Skritch.

Jongdae cracked an eye open.

Skritch.

Dismissing the noise as nothing, he shifted, tugging his blanket up around his bare chest.  His apartment had been boiling before, so he was only wearing boxers, and now that the temperature had cooled off he really didn’t want to get up and get a shirt.  

Skritch.

He stared at the wall.  The noise had sounded… closer.  Like something was approaching.

He shook his head.  There was nothing there.  He knew that.  He wasn’t a child, scared by his parents’ tales of monsters and demons and spirits hiding under his bed and in his closet and in the shadowed corners of his room.  

Skritch.

He sat up, straining to look around, the only light the faint glow of the moon through his curtains.  Nothing was amiss.

“Stupid,” he muttered, rubbing his eyes.  “There’s nothing there.”

Skritch.

Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was in his room.  He sighed.  “Nothing there, Jongdae,” he mumbled.  “You’re just a scaredy-cat.”  He leaned over the edge of his bed.  “Monsters don’t…”

A pale, skeletal hand reached out from the dark space between his mattress frame and the floor.

Jongdae’s eyes widened.

He blinked.

A figure unfolded itself from the shadows and stood in front of him, skin a faint, translucent purple, fangs bared.  Its bones were sharp, every muscle and line clearly defined, every shape pointed.  Its long, needle-like fingers curled around the edge of Jongdae’s bed frame.  

Jongdae screamed.

He scrambled back, almost smacking his head against the wall, fear coursing through his body.  What the FUCK, his mind screeched.  What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?!

The figure stared at him, unmoving, before its long, forked tongue flicked out and it licked its lips.

He squeezed his eyes shut.

I’m going to die, he thought.  I’m going to die, because this thing is going to eat me.  It looks hungry.

When nothing happened, he carefully opened his eyes, emitting a high-pitched squeak when he met the figure’s burning red gaze.

I’m so dead.

The figure leaned forward, pressing its hands into the mattress.  Jongdae saw that its - elbows?  The figure’s form looked close enough to human that he supposed he could say that - had a sort of thorn extending out from its skin, and when the figure moved forward again, its expression almost predatory (Jongdae was certain this was the end), he saw that there was a line of spikes running down the figure’s back. 

The figure looked at him again.  Its tongue flicked, and then its spindly hands reached out.

Jongdae grimaced and braced himself, not wanting to watch as this eldritch thing devoured him.

He was yanked forward, and he clamped his mouth shut, determined not to scream again, when all the air whooshed out of his body at the same time the figure ripped his boxers off.

His eyes flew open and he pushed himself up on his elbows.  What…

His gaze caught on the figure’s broad shoulders, its defined muscles, its - well, now he could say that this was presumably a male being, because its thick, protruding cock was fully hard, almost straining towards him, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from it.

The thought of having that cock in him flashed through his mind before he remembered that it was attached to a horror of the night.

The figure’s hands curled around his legs.

Oh God, Jongdae thought, what is it going to -

The figure locked eyes with him for a moment before pushing his knees apart and lowering its mouth to Jongdae’s own half-hard cock.

He gasped as its tongue swirled around the tip before the figure took half his length, the sudden warmth and wetness of its mouth combined with the light scrape of teeth making him whimper.  The figure swallowed, throat constricting, and Jongdae couldn’t help but moan, sheets clenched in his fists.  

He looked down to see the figure lick his cock, tongue wrapping around the base before swallowing all of it down again, and the sight sent a powerful throb of desire through his entire body.

He moaned again, the figure sliding a thin finger along the underside of his cock.  S-should I really be giving in, he thought, right as his hips jerked, shoving his cock farther into the figure’s mouth.  Shouldn’t I resist-

The figure held him down, fingers trailing along the lines of his stomach, and he shivered, pleasure racing through his veins.  Fuck, but it feels so good.

He dropped his head back against the mattress, gasping as the figure curled its tongue around his cock once more, flicking it against a sensitive spot, before pulling off with a soft pop.  He felt the figure press its mouth to his hip bones and then his stomach, its long fingers moving along his sides, tracing his faint muscles, all the way up to his chest.  

The figure closed its mouth over his right nipple and Jongdae arched off the bed, fingers clumsily grabbing for the figure, to hold it there, to keep the waves of pleasure rushing through him.

The figure’s skin was smooth, cool to the touch, and when Jongdae dug his hands into the figure’s arms, it hissed, tongue fluttering and grip constricting on his sides.  He held on, grasp tightening as the figure released his nipple and moved up his neck, fangs scraping his skin.  The idea of danger, the vestiges of fear that were still in his system, combined with the constant pulse of desire, the otherworldly pleasure, were creating such a mishmash of feelings in his brain that they threatened to overwhelm him.  He opened his eyes again, meeting the figure’s red gaze, and the pure want he saw there made his stomach leap.

“Tell me your name,” he whispered, trailing his hand up the figure’s arm and resting it at the base of its neck.

The figure blinked slowly, a shudder running through its body.

“I…”  Its voice was low, gravelly, and Jongdae wanted.

“In your tongue, I am called Yixing,” it said haltingly, like it wasn’t sure why it was telling him.

“Yixing,” Jongdae gasped, and pulled its face down.

Their lips met with resounding force, and he felt the other inhale sharply before the kiss obliterated him.

Their tongues intertwined, dancing around each other before tangling in a way that gave Jongdae full access to the being - Yixing’s - mouth, that let him taste every otherworldly, dangerous aspect.

He lost an indeterminate amount of time kissing Yixing, pressing it closer, crushing his mouth to the other’s, letting its lips and tongue and sharp teeth overtake every single one of his senses.  He only emerged from the fog when Yixing finally pulled away just to press its lips to Jongdae’s neck and bite, which made him swear very loudly.  Yixing looked up at the noise, and the responding glint in its eyes that he saw made him positively throb with need - and then he let out an extremely breathy moan when Yixing lowered its head and nipped at his Adam’s apple.  

“God,” he panted, digging his fingertips into Yixing’s back.  “Fuck, god, that feels so good-”

He felt Yixing’s lips stretch into a grin against his skin before those long fingers wrapped around his legs and hoisted them onto its shoulders.  Jongdae gasped, the feeling of being manhandled doing something to his insides.  Yixing raised a hand to its mouth, wiping saliva onto its fingers, and then pressed those fingers against his asshole, making Jongdae arch into him.  

“Lube,” he choked out, barely registering that he would need some in order to fit that massive cock inside him, distracted by the feeling of Yixing’s thumb circling his asshole.  “In the drawer.”

Yixing glanced over at his nightstand for the briefest of moments before returning its gaze to Jongdae.  It raised its hand back to its mouth and Jongdae was helpless to watch as it slowly sucked on its fingers, drawing them out from between their lips and leaving an oddly thick string of spit behind.  It brought its hand down, back to his asshole, and carefully slid a saliva-covered finger into him.  

The groan that came out of Jongdae as Yixing’s finger curled inside him was obscene.  He reached up and clasped his hands around its neck, winding his fingers into its long, dark hair, brushing against its pointed ears.  “More,” he murmured, clutching it closer.  “Fuck, more-”

Yixing pushed another finger inside him and he broke off, shuddering with pleasure, his hands tightening in its hair.  It twisted its hand, fingers stretching, pressing, sliding in and out of him, its saliva providing the perfect amount of glide, eliminating the last of his thoughts concerning lube.

“Fuck,” he gasped, and tugged its head down, crashing their mouths together.  Yixing made a hissing sort of noise before responding, twining their tongues together while continuing to pump its hand.  The combining wave of pleasure threatened to overwhelm Jongdae, the feeling of Yixing’s forked tongue swirling around his, the graze of its sharp teeth against his lips, the way its fingers filled him so exquisitely, but he needed more, he wanted more, he wanted and he needed everything Yixing could give.  He arched his back and wrapped his legs around Yixing’s hips, making the other growl into their kiss.

Jongdae felt it remove its fingers from him, making him whine at the loss of stimulation. He opened his eyes and looked at Yixing, this being that emerged from the shadowy darkness, that had scared the living daylights out of him and then ravaged him so completely, this being that evoked such a confusing rush of feelings in his brain that every second they spent intertwined like this threatened to overwhelm him.

Yixing’s dark red eyes met his as it stroked a finger down his cheek before it thrust.  

Jongdae couldn’t help but scream as Yixing’s cock sank into him, filling him, pushing him to the brink of the most exquisite mix of pleasure and pain he’d ever felt.  

Yixing didn’t give him a moment to relax, instead setting a brutal pace, pounding into him with just enough force, wiping all thoughts from Jongdae’s brain other than how good this felt, how much he wanted this, how much he wanted more.  He gasped when Yixing wrapped one hand around his cock, using the other to support its weight while it continued to move, and then let out a string of curses when it scraped the tips of its fingers against his balls.

“Fuck, Yixing,” he moaned, gripping its shoulders tighter.  “Right there, god, more.”

Yixing shifted, its cock pulsing inside him, before grabbing his legs and twisting him to the side.  Jongdae’s entire body tightened, a new rush of heat flooding him at the ease with which Yixing threw him around, and then he lost all ability to think as Yixing slammed back into him.  The new angle drove its cock farther into Jongdae, stuffing him full, so full he thought he might explode.

“God, fuck,” he breathed, unable to say anything else, the waves of pleasure coursing through him narrowing his focus to Yixing, and Yixing’s cock, and its fingers digging into his hips, and its glazed red eyes, and the little hisses and moans that it made every time it drove into him.  “Faster,” he added, tightening around its cock.

Yixing growled, the sound reverberating in Jongdae’s chest, and pulled out, the slight squelch making him grit his teeth as to not whimper.   It circled his mattress, moving behind him, and dragged a finger down his back, the scratch of its nail the most delicious sensation. 

“Please,” he gasped, starting to twist to face it, but then his mattress dipped as Yixing sat down and leaned against the headboard.  It pulled him backwards so that his back was pressed against its chest and his ass was lined up with its cock, still hard, still huge, and still pulsing with need.  Jongdae reached down and guided it into him, settling his ass in its lap.  Yixing wrapped its hands around his thighs and hissed as Jongdae wiggled his hips, ensuring its cock was all the way in, before starting to move.  

Behind him, Yixing made a guttural noise, and Jongdae felt its cock throb.  He tilted his head and kept going, snaking a hand behind Yixing’s head for leverage (and to wind his fingers in that long, thick hair).  Yixing made another noise and then its mouth was on Jongdae’s neck, teeth digging into his skin, its fingers tightening on his thighs, gripping him hard enough to leave bruises.

“Fuck,” he moaned, feeling every nerve in his body tingle with pleasure.  “Fuck, Yixing.”  He arched into it as it bit down on his neck again, letting out a cry as it thrust up into him, hitting his prostate.  Yixing’s thrusts were powerful, almost frantic, and every one of them found that same spot, pushing him closer and closer to his orgasm.  He clenched around it, meeting its frenetic pace, and Yixing hissed into his ear, its powerful muscles bunching as it fucked him even harder, and all of a sudden everything combined into an overwhelming wave of feeling.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he gasped.  “I’m gonna come, fuck, harder, I’m gonna come - FUCK!”  Jongdae exploded, electricity racing through his veins, the feel of Yixing’s cock plunging into him and Yixing’s fingers clutching his thighs and Yixing’s teeth at his neck overpowering him until all he could do was come, his entire body tensed as his orgasm crashed over him. 

Yixing let out a deep roar and thrust into him once more before it came as well, painting Jongdae’s insides with come, its cock pulsing in time with Jongdae’s heartbeat.

They collapsed back onto Jongdae’s bed, Yixing slumped against the headboard, Jongdae half on top, Yixing’s cock slipping out of him.  Jongdae took a moment to catch his breath and then looked up at Yixing.  It was already watching him.

“That was…”  Jongdae offered a small smile.  “Wow.”

Its dark red eyes flashed.  “What is your name?” it asked, its raspy voice thrumming with something unearthly.

Jongdae swallowed.  “Jongdae,” he said quietly, trusting that Yixing wouldn’t use it to hurt him.

“Jongdae.”  Yixing tilted its head.  “You are…”  Its tongue flicked out.  “Delicious.”

Before Jongdae could say anything else, Yixing bent forward and kissed him.  Jongdae responded instantly, letting their tongues intertwine yet again.  He felt like he could never get enough of kissing Yixing, but just as he moved to deepen the kiss, Yixing broke away.

“I must… go,” it said, a tinge of reluctance in its voice.

Jongdae let out a breath.  “Will you… come back?” he asked before his brain could catch up with his mouth.

Yixing bared its teeth in a semblance of a grin as it stood, making Jongdae’s stomach flip with that strange yet wonderful combination of arousal and fear.

“I will return.”

As Jongdae lowered himself back into bed, suddenly feeling more exhausted than he had in weeks, he reached out for Yixing’s hand.  “I’ll be waiting,” he said.

He fell asleep to the image of red eyes and a long, spindly hand holding his as its owner faded back into the shadows.

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[sehunmyeon]

Blinding nights | chenlay

[sehorec]

Only touch your lips to mine

Author: tatoeba Platform(s): AO3 Main Pairing(s): Yixing/Everyone, Yixing/Jongdae Word Count: 7,978 Rating: General Genre/Trope: Canon Jongdae didn’t realize when he made this bet that watching Yixing kiss the other members would be so painful. comments: if you love jongdae being a stupid idiot and yixing kissing every member as soon as he has the chance then this is the fic for YOU

[kaisooficrec]

EXO Big Bang (2020): kaisoo fics

EXO Big Bang is a novel/Novella-length EXO fanfiction writing event! Pls check it out as well as other fics from the fest if you’d like  and give them lots of love c:

The Alchemist

Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, Kumiho!Jongin, Established Relationship Rating: PG-13 Length: 21,528 words Warning: Off-screen character death Summary: Three Magic Users, A Keeper, and a Kumiho investigate a blood ritual.

Humility and Pride

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Fallen Angels, Sins, Seven Heavenly Virtues, Reincarnation, Minor Xingdae, Minor Chanbaek Rating: Mature Length: 30,505 words Summary: Jongin wasn't your average student and Kyungsoo knew that.

[yixingminseokjongdae]

yikes got tagged by both @yeoldontknow and @yehet-me-up to do the wip challenge so guess i’m doing it now!!!! thank u loves~

rules: post the names of all the files in my wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. then you send me an ask with the title that most intrigues/interests you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

twitter fic fest works

sah

xingdae cafe

svtoxic

multichap wips

aiaf ch25

sotn p2

adbtm p3

other

homin feels

dance with me, darling (what are you waiting for)

what to do about you

put your glasses on; let your life go on

i can’t give up on you (it can’t be anyone but you)

tagging @vixxscifiwritings @biasedwriting and literally anyone else who wants to, let’s yell about writing together!!! ♥

[thechanbaeklibrary]

any fic with xingdae as a side pairing? tysm!

Bluebirds in the Moonlight

Symphony in Ink

Daily Lives of a cafe’s npc’s

Strangers Like Me

two is better than one

sparks

enjoy! - admin shiba

Two Souls (ongoing)

We are All A Little Lost, So Let’s Get Lost Together

Be The X To Your O

xingdae is one of my fav pairings to read ;;;; shiba’s recs are super good too ive read them all! -admin jackie