#xitsuh scenarios

[khiphop-discussions]

Bloody Game 2 Ep.8 Thoughts

OK, so Xitsuh and Yun B are kind of against each other now. Xitsuh is considered a bit hot-headed/dangerous since he called Knucks a traitor (btw, like I said, Knucks hasn't done anything wrong yet. Honestly, while he has joined alliances the whole game, he's probably the cleanest player out of the original men. I think him and Xitsuh might be the only ones out of the indoor original guys who can have a pretty clean conscience). It doesn't help that Xitsuh is lowkey one of the best players overall. So natually he's a threat to the pool alliance (Yun B, Seungjin, Knucks).

Knucks is unfortunately too trusting/forgiving? Like he should have been done with Yun B. IDK if they really bonded THAT strongly (they did seem the closest even now) or if Knucks is just lowkey scared of Yun B. Yun B isn't a terrible game player, he can kinda hold him own for the most part. However, he's extremely political. He (like Knucks) has been in an alliance with pretty much everybody and every team in the game so far.

Yun B's problem is that he's too obvious about the fact that he wants to win first place in every game. That's when the outdoor alliance turned on him last episode. The outdor alliance is knwown for giving whichever person in their alliance would have the strategic edge the 1st place win and they'd all be relatively safe. But Yun B naturally just always wanted to win if he could. Naturally the outdoor team couldn't trust him because he had his hands in other alliances (pool alliance) so they could never 100% confirm he'd side with them. Plus, it's already shown he'll act in HIS best interest instead of the team as a whole.

The other problem is that the pool alliance didn't recruit Dex or Jin Ho. They wanted Dex (honestly, Dex isn't too good with the games. He's kinda just an okay average player who is sliding by on mostly Jin ho and sometimes Xitsuh gameplay. The outdoor alliance as a whole is his main gameplay). He's LOYAL af though so it would have been hard to recruit him anyway, but also even if recruited I don't think he'd ever go against the outdoor team. Also, in the event there's some type of physicla challenge or a challenge in general that requires physicality, he's probably in the top 2-4 of physical players.

Knucks should have never chosen Jin Ho. The best case scenario at this point would have been to get the outdoor alliance to face each other on some other game day. They should have chosen Hyun Ji or Dex, Knucks has a good chance at beating either. Both are wildcards as far as how they will do in a deathmatch but Knucks has a better chance at either compared to Jin Ho. They sould have played safe, even if it meant voting in Pi. Realistically, Pi will side with whoever gets her to the end. She doesn't even have any true loyalty to Jinhyeong (and him to her either tbh). They just stick together so they won't be completely alone.

Then they should have found a way to get Xitsuh or Jinhyeong to face Jin Ho. That way they get rid of one of the "smarter" players.

Seungjin and Pi are just sliding by at this point too. Same with Hyun Ji. I think people would rather them be around at the end because they see them as weaker players so easier to beat for the win.

[khhwrites]

I’ll See You Later

100 Ways To Say I Love You

It was a nice afternoon in Seoul. Not too hot nor cold and it wasn’t too sunny. You were enjoying performances from a number of different rappers. It was fun but..about halfway through it started to sprinkle.

Soon after it rained even harder and everyone scattered, looking for shelter. You were being pushed around and the weather was becoming worse by the second so you had no choice and no where else to go but under one of the stands.

There was only a thin tent shielding you but it was better than nothing. By the time you settled down, a few staff members were moving some of the stage equipment.

“If the weather conditions improve within a few minutes, the show would continue” One of the workers announced.

You looked at the muddles gathering admiringly. You didn’t really mind the weather, there was something about rain that you just really liked. A figure rushed next to you, Seo Chul Gu.

You gave him a small bow, and he returned your greeting with a smile.

You could feel your heartbeat getting faster. Truth is..you always had this small crush on him.

Myung Won cleared his throat next to you. It was a bit awkward and the tiny space between the two of you didn’t make things any better. He turned to your direction. As if your smile were contagious, the corners of his lips lifted into a grin seeing your hand extended, raindrops gathering into the palm of your hand.

“You must like rap,” Myung Won said, standing next to you. “I see you around often, SRS battles, venues, and even street cyphers.” He tried to start a conversation, the awkward silence getting to him.

You still had your hand extended, reaching for the drops of rain.

“Well..not necessarily..” You chuckled lightly. “Rather than the rap..what if I told you I was more interested in the person rapping..?” You mentally cringed at yourself, the sudden boldness and failed attempt at flirting both surprising and disgusting you.

He gave you a dimpled smile. “Are you..flirting with me right now?”

“Who said you were the one I was interested in?”

“Am I not?”

You gave him a smirk. “Why don’t you ask me out and find out.”

“What will you do if I’m not into you?” Myung Won grinned at you.

It was a game of push and pull. It was a competition of who can get under each other's skin more. And it wasn’t going to stop until someone gave up.

You pulled back your hand that was still wet from the drops of precipitation and leaned into him. Your hand grazed his neck as you whispered, “We’ll just have to change that won’t we now?”

Myung Won shuddered at your touch. Your painted fingertips that scratched his skin oh so slightly and your scent that smelled of vanilla..his senses were sent into overdrive.

The rain subsided. “I’d like to see you try..next time.” He gestured to the stage that was almost done getting set up.

He tugged your waist, pulling your body close to his and brushed his lips against your cheek, a little too close to your lips.

Myung Won pulled away from you, “Hey..y-you’re just gonna leave..?”

“I’ll see you later.” He laughed, giving you a wink.

[the-perfumed-secrets]

If I write a Seo Chulgo's (Xitsuh) scenario, would someone actually read it? It can also be for Jay Park, Simon Dominic, Giriboy or Wonjae.

Please, let me know. I'd really love to write it 💙

Also, if you guys have any requests, let me know ^^

[hallyuscenarios]

Orgasm Denial with Seo Chulgu

When you first suggested to try out orgasm denial on him, he was very hesitant and did not really want to try it out. However about a week later he shily told you that he was curious about it and wanted you to do it to him.

He would be insecure, needing your constant reassurement. Soon it would become one of his favorite things to do in the bedroom. After a rough day he would love to forget bis worries by letting you deny him orgasms until there were tears streaming down his cheeks. Bis moans and gasps would be amazing to hear.

[baka-writings]

Anyone knows where's Xitsuh? Please tell me

[azure-writer]

Jealousy [Seo Chulgoo]

Artist: Seo Chulgoo | Word Count: 1.306

Oh my god I rushed the hell out of this one and idk if you can count this as a massive fight?? But hope you enjoy this!

***

Chulgoo’s week has been hell, because he couldn’t step out of the recording studio, and his life for a week was spent with the rest of his teammates from Show Me the Money. They had been busy recording, practicing, and making everything perfect, making sure they are giving their best to be able to go to the finals. And it was killing not only him, but Cjamm and Reddy too, since the three of them couldn’t see their loved ones at all.

During break, Chulgoo answered your calls and texted you back, and he kept asking you to keep on staying by his side, and that was exactly what you’re going to do. You understand that he wanted to come out as the winner so badly, so you stood by his side and supported him throughout the season. And the only conversations with you were through chat and calls, and he missed having you in his arms, your comforting warmth that he needed so badly.

But even during his busy schedule, Chulgoo still had time to check Snapchat. He doesn’t really use it much, since he preferred chat more, but you insisted on getting him to make an account, so he could see what you and other people that he followed were doing from their story. But Chulgoo couldn’t help but be jealous, because every time he opens your story, it was always full of pictures of her and his friend, Woo Sung.

Chulgoo knows the two of them are close, but they have been insanely close this week, he was starting to turn crazy because they are always together. Usually they would meet up with the other ADV members, but this time, it was only her and Woo Sung.

He couldn’t help but be jealous.

The stress from work combined with not being able to see his lover killed him, and he just wanted this week to end earlier. There were questions stuck in his mind, but every time he wanted to ask, his fingers would halt across the screen, and he sopped himself from asking. Chulgoo knew he shouldn’t question you, he trusted you fully that during this period of time, and you would stay by his side. But the two have been awfully close, and there were so many negatives thoughts swimming in his head.

“Hey, Chulgoo!” He snapped out of his thoughts and was met with Kush’s questioning gaze, as he had been spacing out for the past minute.

“Are you okay?” Kush asked, worry in his eyes.

“I’m fine, just spaced out a little.” Chulgoo answered, smiling sheepishly and scratching his nape in embarrassment.

“Well, try focusing, alright? We’ll practice one more time, and then we’ll have a break for tomorrow.”

Chulgoo cheered in his mind when he heard the news from his producer, Kush. Maybe now he can spend the night in his warm bed, with you in his arms, and sleeping all day long. He wanted to catch up on some sleep, since he could barely sleep here, and wanted to just snuggle with you to make up for the days he didn’t get to see you.

 “Woo Sung, did you contact the people we are going to invite?”

“Yeah, I already finished it, (Name).”

“Great, now help me put this up there. I can’t reach it.”

It had been a busy week for you, but not because of work. You’ve been running around town to get things ready for your boyfriend’s birthday party, which is tomorrow. With the help of his best friend, Woo Sung, you two texted people that Chulgoo held dear in his life, and invited them to celebrate his birthday together. And like that, you and Woosung spent the whole week getting all the things ready.

You have to admit, your boyfriend wasn’t the most social guy around. But since this party only consists of his friends and family, Chulgoo should be happy and get all the stress from work off. Even Woo Sung was down with the idea, and helped you get things done faster.

“There you go!” Woo Sung easily placed the furniture on top of the place that you pointed, and you sighed in relief that everything is finally put at the right place.

“Are we finished?” He asked, glancing around to see that everything was just perfect.

“Yup, it’s perfect now.” You clapped your hand together in glee, “Chulgoo would love this.”

“I hope he can get all the stress out tomorrow, we can all see how stressed he is.”

“Yeah, I hope so.” Looking around one more time, you felt your heart swell with pride, because you did something that will definitely cheer him up.

“Alright, let’s pack up and go home.”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

When you arrived at your shared apartment with Chulgoo, you can see the light peeking out from the edges of the main door. Your hand halted from punching in the code, because if there’s light inside your apartment, that only means one thing.

He’s finally home.

You were more than excited to meet him, and you quickly punched the keys and stepped inside. When you walked to the living room, you saw Chulgoo sitting at the sofa, his eyes trained to his phone, and he didn’t even bother looking up when you made your way inside.

“Hey! Why didn’t you tell me you’re going home today?” You plopped down next to him and gave him a smile, but his eyes were still focused on his phone.

“I didn’t even know myself that I’m getting a break today, and I didn’t want to bother you at all.”

“Bother me? You can just give me a simple text. I could have gone home earlier to make you dinner, or-“

“I didn’t want to bother you with Woo Sung.”

What?

Your heart stopped when the words slipped from Chulgoo’s mouth. You stared at him with shock and bewilderment, because you didn’t expect him to say something like that. And then, seeing the jealousy in his face, you tried hard not to burst laughing, because you knew how much he hated being laughed at.

“Chulgoo, this is not what you think it is. I was with him-“

“Because I was never home, right?” Chulgoo cuts of you off in an instant, his eyes not daring to meet yours.

“Listen, let me explain it first!”

“What is there to explain, (Name)? Everything is clear, isn’t it?”

“I actually didn’t want to spoiler you, Chulgoo,” You stifled your laugh, “But you’re being way too jealous over nothing.”

Chulgoo stared at you in confusion, and you finally burst out laughing, leaning to him because you felt like the energy disappeared when you laughed. He was staring at you with your brows furrowed and waited until you finished laughing. When you did, your thumb wiped the tears that started to brim in your eyes, giggling at Chulgoo’s funny expression.

“Do you not know what day is tomorrow?”

“It’s Sunday.”

“No no no, I mean do you not remember if tomorrow’s a special day?”

“What date is it tomorrow?”

“It’s your birthday tomorrow, you dumbass.”

His eyes went wide when he remembered what tomorrow is. And then, everything seemed to click in his mind, and Chulgoo glanced at you with questions in his eyes.

“Were you planning something for me with Woosung this whole week?”

“Yes, it’s for you! We planned a birthday party for you, Chulgoo.”

“Oh…” The dumb expression he had on his face made you laugh again, as you hugged him tightly, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“So get ready at seven, alright? I invited your friends and family over, and it’ll be lots of fun.” You smiled brightly when you saw his smile, as he returned your hug.

“I love you so much, you know that?”

“Yeah, I do.”

[saucyviolets]

Distractions | Part 2

See Part 1 here. Mature content warning.

Myungwon carries you all the way to the bedroom and closes the door, putting you down and pushing your body gently but firmly against it. He holds your wrists above your head with one hand. You can feel exactly how much he wants you as he moves his hips against yours. He leans his face in with a grin. “Can you feel how fucking hard you make me? I can feel how wet you are for me…” You feel his hot breath on your neck, the friction of his growing hard-on. He teases you some more, grinding against you, pulling down the straps of your dress to gain access your nipples with his free hand, twisting and teasing them until you’re a mess, moaning his name. You could swear Myungwon’s smile was getting wider, that bastard.

He finally lets you go and pulls you to the bed, laying you down. He strips you of your panties and pushes your legs up into the shape of an M, your back propped up against some pillows. You inhale sharply as Myungwon dips down to first kiss you all along your inner thighs, tracing your wetness with his tongue. You run your hands through his hair and moan again, “Oh God, oh god…” He looks up and you and gives you that devilish grin again, licking his lips. “I knew I’d make you call me by my proper name before the night was over…” You’d roll your eyes, but you can hardly form proper words as he dives in nose deep, alternating between tonguing your clit and your delicate opening. You squirm in pleasure as he teases you with his fingers. “Myungwon-ah,” you moan, “please.” He plays dumb with a twinkle in his eye, “Please what?”

You nearly cry in frustration. “Please....please fuck me.” His eyes glint with intensity. “I thought you’d never ask.” He rises to remove his pants and you take the opportunity to strip off your dress completely. You look at him undress until he’s down to just his boxers—and you bite your lip when you see how hard he is for you. You crawl to the edge of the bed to take his cock in your hand, revelling in how velvety soft and rock hard it is at the same time. He gives the slightest of shudders as you stroke his shaft, taking the head in your mouth. Before you can continue, he stops you and pushes you back onto the bed. “No.” You look up at him, puzzled. “Myu--” Before you can finish, he is on top of you, his tongue in your mouth, his large fingers pushing into your wet cunt, thrusting up to find your G-spot. He gently enters, in and out, in and out, beckoning. You whimper helplessly as he comes to a sudden stop. Your walls are aching, your lips red and swollen. “Tell me what you want.” His voice is commanding. You stare at him, dazed and breathing raggedly. “Please..mm.” “You can do better than that,” he nearly whispers, cocking his head. “Please...I need you in me.” you plead, surprising yourself with how desperate you sound.  He smirks, pleased, and moves in to place himself at your entrance, his head brushing against your slick opening. You moan in anticipation, bucking your hips so your lips rub over his tip. He smiles at your eagerness, then groans as he pushes himself slowly into you, feeling your inner walls clench around his hardened length. You pull one of his hands towards your mouth, and wantonly suck on his index finger as Myungwon exhales, and begins finding a rhythm. He thrusts in and out, as you scream for him to go harder, deeper. He punctuates each thrust with words. “You” Thrust. “are” Thrust. ��all” Thrust. “mine.” Thrust. He flips you to your side and spoons you, one hand lightly gripping your neck, continuing to bury himself deep into you with each sensual thrust, leaving you breathless, light-headed and just about to burst from heady pleasure. Your thoughts are completely overtaken by his intoxicating scent, when you hear him groan, “Fuck, I’m going to cum...” You moan for him to cum in your pussy and he explodes, filling you with his sticky wet warmth..

The end? Maybe. It’s late. Send me prompts..

[khiphopfrictionals]

Needed Me: Chulgoo/Xitsuh

This is a one-shot, but I can turn this to a mulit-chapter scenario if you guys are interested. I was listening to Rihanna’s song and got inspired to write this. I absolutely love her album. I think it's good for her to make songs that empower a female sexuality in a sense, you know. If you're new to this blog, I love to write about women who can stand side by side with their partners and not following them around.

//

 “I was good on my own, that's the way it was, that's the way it was You was good on the low for a faded fuck, on some faded love Shit, what the fuck you complaining for? Feeling jaded huh? Used to trip off that shit I was kickin' to you Had some fun on the run though I give it to you But baby, don't get it twisted You was just another **** on the hit list Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch Didn't they tell you that I was a savage Fuck your white horse and a carriage Bet you never could imagine Never told you could have it You needed me Oooh, you needed me Feel a little more, and give a little less Know you hate to confess But baby who, you needed me”

 //

 Zion.T’s get together was turning into more of a house party at this point. The music had gradually gotten louder and people had further spiraled into a drunken stupor. For Chulgoo, it wasn’t doing him any favors because he was plastered against the same wall he’d been on since he arrived and hadn’t had a single drink, despite the fact people were forcing mixed drinks into his hand and declaring they would get him to do shots by the end of the night.

Thankfully, people had stopped paying attention to him and left him where he was; twiddling the cup Simon D had given him but was still full, minus a couple of sips. His eyes roamed around, watching as drinking games created giant spills over the floor, flooding into the white carpet and laughs filled the air as they stumbled around to get something to clean it all up. In the end, cleaning up meant going to get more drinks and forgetting about the mess until they were sober enough to care. Chulgoo wish he blended better; was more of a people person and could not care for five minutes to have fun but being the youngest guy in the house usually came with taunting and not having many friends from your own age group didn’t help. Sure, they were close on stage and bonded through hiphop, but he was still the maknae of the group and so he was treated. Zion.T had invited all the music producers from the show and the staffs. The other younger candidates were right to not come tonight. The party grew larger and larger to the point of it being uncomfortable for Chulgoo that he wanted to leave. Instead, he had stayed, because Simon D had said he would have a good time as long as he loosened up and stopped being a wallflower; whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. Laughter erupted to the side of him, drawing his attention to ___.

___ was one of the executive producers on Show Me the Money. She was not all that older than Chulgoo but they live in different worlds. For one, ___ was a successful writer of a popular show. Two, she got all the music producers wrap around her pretty little fingers. Indeed pretty she is. Perhaps that’s an understatement to her beauty, she was fucking gorgeous.

Simon D would never say it but she played an important role in getting him to become a judge. How does she know Simon D, you ask? Of course she used to date Gray back in the “the days” as Gray put it. They ended on good terms and remained good friends throughout the years.

Chulgoo sometimes wonder what ___ ‘did” to get Simon D to join but he tries to not too much about it before he feels the envy swells up inside of him. All the other music producers kiss the ground she walks on. Dok2 kisses her ass like no other. Zion. T and Kush treated her like an adorable little sister. The only three people were somewhat indifference to ___ is probably Mad Clown, The Quiett and Gill.

Chulgoo looks at ___ from the corner of his eyes. ___ is fucking sexy not only in body but also in the way she carries herself. Sometimes he wonders if she knows it and uses it to her advantage. Who was he kidding, she probably does.

Chulgoo respects her though.

Most gorgeous girls like her lack compassion but full of egocentricity but ___ was not. She treats everyone fairly but she especially takes care of the younger contestants on the show.

She was standing arm’s length away from Simon D, Dok2, Gray, Zion.T and The Quiett who all had beer cans tipped upside down and ___ timing them as they tried to down their drinks as fast as they could.

Simon D punched Gray in his side, causing him to stutter with laughter and the beer to pour down his face as he dropped the can to cough on whatever was left in his mouth. ___ bended down to help him up but not being able to keep her laughing under control and fell to her knees beside Gray who was now splayed on his back over the floor. Dok2 finished first, throwing his arms in the air, grin plastered on his face and his laughter following suit as he reached down to pick up ___ who was now lying over Gray, head resting on his stomach. Chulgoo watched as ___ swatted at Dok2’s hands, rolling off Gray to get further out of Dok2’s reach. “Looks like ___ is a light weight,” Dok2 laughed. “Maybe we should get you to bed.” ___ groaned at that, sitting up and sticking out her tongue. “I’m not drunk. If I was, I would’ve puked on you instead.” “Oh god, ___,” Gray piped up. “You better not puke on me, because so help me, I will kill you.” A fit of laughs broke out at that and ___ jumped up and out of Dok2’s reach, passing around furniture to stay away from him. They both darted back and forth, and much to Chulgoo’s dismay, ___ ran straight for him. Before he could get out of the way, ___ curled around him and sat between him and the wall, making crude faces at Dok2. “Oh, can’t touch me, I’m on neutral ground.” She sang. “Yeah, right,” Dok2 taunted back. “Hiding behind the maknae, real brave.” Chulgoo frowned at that. And by the faces around, it must’ve been clear all over his face that he wasn’t pleased. Before anything else could be said, he turned around and shoved his drink in ___’s hand, walking off and out the door onto the balcony. Yes, he was aware he was acting like a baby right now but he knew he should’ve left about half an hour ago to hang out with the younger contestants. Sighing, he sat on the wooden bench attached to the deck and leaned back, letting the last of the days’ sun hit his face. At the distance he could hear someone calling Dok2 an asshole and Simon D saying that he needed to think for once before he opens his fat mouth and he almost felt bad, because it seemed like the livelihood of the party had left when he walked out of the living room. Bzz. Bzz. Jumping slightly, he looked down at his pocket as it continued to vibrate and fished it out, not recognizing the number. The text message flashed on the screen and he debated just ignoring it but opened it to find that it was from ___. ‘Come back inside? ;)’ He laughed at that, quickly typing back. ‘And why would I do that? It’s not like I’m doing anything in there.’ He knew he was going out of his way to sound mopey but he really didn’t want to go back inside. Then people would stare at him and feel bad for him and probably try to make him feel better. Baby him, essentially. ‘Then why don’t we do something? ;P’ Chulgoo felt his lip quirk at that. He gnawed at the chapped flesh, wondering what he should text back and chanced a glance up to see ___ eyeing him under her long lashes and beckoning him in with her finger. ‘Kay, what ‘something’ do you have in mind?’ A minute passed and Chulgoo’s phone buzzed again with a new text. ‘I can’t tell you. You have to come find out. ;)’ Chulgoo had to stop himself from laughing out loud and buried his mouth in his knee to stifle the noise. ‘Why don’t you come out here instead?’ He looked up to watch ___ read her message and say something to Gray, who looked so far gone and was using The Quiett as a support to stay up. A couple minutes later, Gray was laughing at something, head falling to The Quiett’s shoulder and ___ was walking out onto the patio. “Took you long enough.” He stammered out, moving over to make room for ___. ___ punched him in the arm, stumbling against him as she sat down. “Shut up. I was talking to people.” They sat there for a few minutes in, enjoying the impending nightfall with ___ leaning against him breathing softly against him. Chulgoo shivered, the warmth of her exhale splashing against his skin, creating an obvious contrast to the cool air. Chulgoo straightened up, ___ moving with him to get comfortable again.

___’s hand found his, turning it up right and placed his cup there, smiling up at him. “Drink up. You aren’t drunk enough.” She giggled out. They both huffed out a laugh, Chulgoo sipping at whatever was in the glass. “I’m not really much of a drinker in this situation right now. I like to know what’s going on around me especially if I know I can potentially make a fool out of myself.” “Yeah, I can tell. Lighten up, Mr. Uptight. Everyone is nice in there.” “Hey,” Chulgoo defended. “I’m not uptight. I’m not all too comfortable getting wasted with people I don’t really know.” “Then get to know them. They don’t bite, y’know.” ___ smiled up at him, lashes fluttering and cheeks flush with either the alcohol or cold breeze that had picked up. A stray hair danced around on ___’s forehead and Chulgoo had the erg to sweep it out of her face; to push it behind her ear and better show off her face. He coughed at the thought, his cheeks heating up in embarrassment and turned his head in hopes ___ was too drunk to notice anything.

When he looked back at her, ___ was humming softly, playing with a loose tie on Chulgoo’s pants and tugging on it to see if it would come loose. “Do you think we can go back in now?” She almost seemed to whisper in Chulgoo’s ear. “Why?” He said with similar quietness, afraid to ruin the calmness of the moment. ___ rubbed her chest against Chulgoo’s arm at that, snuggling closer to him. Chulgoo’s body got tensed. “I’m getting cold.” “Oh.” It was all Chulgoo could say and with ___ almost falling asleep against his shoulder, he grabbed her around the waist and helped hoist her up.

“Maybe we should get you to bed. Do you need a cab?” ___ shook her head, letting her weight fall against him. “Bed sounds good. Zion.T said I could crash in one of the guest rooms.”

Chulgoo suddenly felt relief that the party was at Zion.T’s place. Who knows what would happen to ___ if she stay at Dok2, Simon D, or even Gray. As they walked back into the living room, Zion.T noticed the two of them and pointed down the hall, giving Chulgoo a vague idea of where he should be going. He maneuvered the two of them around furniture and the remainder of the drunken slew of people scattered around the living room. Dok2 passed him, reaching passed Zion.T for another drink and their eyes met for a brief second, Dok2 winking and smiling widely at him.

Chulgoo stopped for a moment, looking back at him and wondered what that was about before moving on, ___ mumbling in his ear and pressing closer to him. “You okay?” He whispered to ___, “You’re not goin’ to be sick, right?” ___ shook her head, hooded eyes looking up at him and she was much too close for Chulgoo to feel comfortable. She moved closer still, lips pressing into his ear as she spoke. “No, just want bed.” Chulgoo laughed quietly at her, and knocked on the closest door. When no answer came, he opened it to find a slightly rumpled bed, but it was empty, nonetheless. He shuffled forward, trying to shift ___’s weight against him to shut the door.

It was forcefully shut for him when he was thrown backwards, his back slamming it shut and his head connecting the wood with a hard thwack. He tried to blink back the pain and the white dots dancing across his eyes, but all he could notice were the hands plastered all over him; tugging at clothes and making an easy way into his pants. He barked out a mix between a cough and a gasp when a cold hand wrapped around his soft cock, playing with the foreskin and forcing it up over the sensitive head. “___.” He got no answer, aside from a pair of lips and teeth tugging at his collar bone and a hand working hard to get his pants down.

“___, stop.” And she did; the hand stilled and the lips stopped working the skin on his chest, cool wisps of air hitting where it had been played with as ___ exhaled roughly.

He felt a rough tongue come out in what Chulgoo knew must’ve been ___ licking her lips and it made him groan silently as he swallowed the saliva in his mouth. Chulgoo chanced looking down, nose coming to rest in the nest of soft chestnut brown hair and could tell ___ was making an exceeding amount of effort not look up and keep her face hidden in her chest. “I know you want it.” ___ sounded like she was screaming in the quiet room. As if she wanted everyone out in the living room to hear it too.

“You’ve been staring at me all night. Practically undressing me with your eyes, and eye fucking me, for Christ’s sake.” There was silence for a moment, Chulgoo not knowing how exactly to make a comeback at that. He knew ___ was drunk and she’d probably forget ever saying anything in the morning; or at least deny it, using the drinking as an excuse. She had that luxury, Chulgoo didn’t. “___, you’re drunk.” He stated simply. ___’s eyes shot up at him then, anger and if not rage being glared right at him.

“I am not drunk. If I were drunk, I wouldn’t have noticed you drooling over me.” Chulgoo felt more than heard the laugh that pressed against his skin, a very wet tongue following it up, up, up his throat and over his jaw. ___’s teeth nipped tenderly at the skin, dragging up to bite his earlobe. “I know you want me. Everybody wants me.” A smile pressed firmly into the crook of his neck. Chulgoo gently pushed her. As hard as he could muster in his lust fogged mind, his hands planted solidly and pushed ___, sending her toppling onto the bed. “I guess I’m not everybody else.” He spit out. Chulgoo watched as ___’s expression turned from amused to cruel, a sinister frown etching its way on her face. “What’re you, a saint? I know you’re not.” Her tone legs fell open, her fingers deftly opening the buttons to her jeans. Chulgoo tried to look away, knew he shouldn’t stay here as a very drunk ___ made a fool of herself. Then he paused that thought when that same hand disappeared from view and underneath the band of her pink pantie. “No. ___, no.” He stormed over, yanking on her arm to stop her. “You’re drunk and I’m going home. Go to sleep before you make a bigger idiot of yourself.” Chulgoo didn’t bother to stick around to hear what ___ had to say. He closed the door behind him, leaning against it as he tried his best to pray away his erection and how awful he felt for leaving ___ to her own devices. He knew that ___ would forget tomorrow and he’d be the only one who had to deal with the residual traces left behind from ___’s tongue and heated palm against his cock. “Jesus, that was fast.” Dok2’s eyes met his and he glanced past him to see the door and jacket hanging up which begged to be worn as he got the fuck out of here. “I thought you two would be at it a little longer than that.” Dok2 laughed, taking a swig from his glass. “Excuse me?” A large hand clapped him on the back, taking him by surprise and pulled him closer. “Well, ___’s been hoping to get you alone all night. I just figured,” He paused to think. “She’d, y’know, keep you around all night.” “We didn’t sleep together.” He hurriedly shot out. Dok2 backed off then, looking at him like he’d been told a horrible lie. “Why the fuck not? ” “She’s drunk. I’m not fucking her while she’s drunk. She–” Dok2 wailed, laughing so loud it caused everyone to look over and wonder what the hell was going on. Suddenly he was being pulled by his collar, back towards the bedroom ___ was in and Dok2 wrapping an arm around him to talk to him quietly. “She’s not drunk.” He opened the door, holding it slightly ajar for a second. “Now, go. You lucky bastard, she likes you!” Then there he was; scarlet faced and standing before ___ who was lying flat out on the bed. “Okay, so you’re not drunk.” “But you’re still a saint, right?” Her voice was gruff, her body propped up. Chulgoo just shook his head in response. “No. I just… I didn’t want to fuck you when you were drunk. Cause then, if you didn’t remember or didn’t want it, you’d be able to forget and I would have to know that I’d done that. Taken advantage of you. And it’s not a drunken tryst if only one of us is drunk.” Chulgoo couldn’t look at ___; wouldn’t look at her, because now he felt like some girl or really girly guy who was getting romantic when the situation called for him to just stick his dick in something. “So who told you?” Chulgoo listened as ___ shifted, gazing up to see ___ moving back on the bed and giving him that same look as earlier when she was texting him. He followed this time, though. He didn’t want to wait for ___ to come to him. He went with it, knees hitting the bed and hands planting on the soft comforter as he crawled forward. “Dok2.” ___ chuckled, lips pressed tightly against his skin again and mapping out a pattern on his shoulder. “Dok2’s a good guy. Always looking out for me.” “Yeah, he told me like me” Chulgoo couldn’t will down the flush that came with those words and bit his lip at how stupid he felt for repeating it. “He’s not wrong, y’know.” ___ smiled at Chulgoo, their lips meeting in chaste kisses. “I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me after eyeing me the whole night. I’m going to feel impossibly tight and it’s goin’ to make me feel so full.” Chulgoo groaned; not only at the way ___ naturally spilled filth from those pretty full lips but how she could snake her hand down his pants, pulling him from the tight jeans and pump him, making his hips hump with every upstroke and chase after the heated grip. “Take your shirt off.” It wasn’t a question or a request but an obvious demand from ___, whose hands were undoing every button she needed to get closer to skin: closer to Chulgoo. Chulgoo didn’t complain, though, simply did what he was told as quickly as he could and pulled the suffocating material up and over his head. Just as he was getting it off his arms, ___ tugged at the pants around his hips and he took the hint, flopping ungracefully onto his back. A smooth slide and they were gone, along with his briefs. He hissed, his dick smacking back and his back arched to try relieving some of the tension winding up in his groin. “Fuck, ” Hot puffs of air whispered against the sensitive head, a slick palm pressing him back.

Nothing further was said and ___ was vacuum sealing her lips around his dick and bobbing her head. Chulgoo watched with wide eyes, impressed and in awe at the stretch ___ made around the girth of his cock. And she kept pressing further, slicking more of him up and taking more of him down her throat, spit dribbling from her lips every time she pulled off for a moment. Chulgoo let a moan spill from his lips then, letting his head tilt back and just take it all in. Every swipe of tongue, every graze of teeth and every jab ___ made to the leaking slit as if trying to open him up more. “___, stop.” He huffed out, ___ grinning wickedly from behind his dick. Chulgoo lost it; the piercing eyes, the delicate hands working him softly and the mouth swollen from her efforts. His hand found ___’s delicate jaw, and ___ started to slink forward but Chulgoo only tightened his grip, slamming her back into the head board and pinning her in place. “God, I could only begin to imagine how many dicks that’ve been in this mouth.” He kissed at the corner of ___’s lips, tongue sweeping to catch the saliva and cum collected there. “How many it took to perfect swallowing all that you’re given. So how many is it, ___? How many has gotten to fuck this pretty face of yours?” ___ let him press his thumb into her mouth, trapping her tongue beneath it and lips tentatively closed shut, sucking on the rough flesh. She did not reply to his question. “God, you’re sexy.” He heard ___ practically squeal around his thumb, shaking her head frantically. Chulgoo just pressed on, keeping his thumb firmly in its place while his other hand worked ___ out of her clothes. ___ let out a scream as Chulgoo sunk his teeth in the juncture of her throat and shoulder, kneading the skin roughly and sucking. His mouth trailed down as more and more of ___’s shirt fell away, revealing more tan and more to bite. Chulgoo hummed as he worked, fingers pressing and pulling at whatever he could touch; and ripping away clothing to get closer to what he couldn’t. His thumb fell from ___’s lips, and he finally settled on the tight jeans, practically peeling them from slender legs along with the panties that poorly hid her pussy. “Want you to fuck me so bad.” ___ sobbed, hips arching and legs splaying open, letting Chulgoo sink closer. “I know,” He moaned against ___’s open mouth. “Me too.” Chulgoo couldn’t wait anymore, rolling over and leaning against the headboard, eyes bearing expectantly into ___. He patted her thighs to get the point across and a lazy smile graced ___’s face as she slide to drape herself over Chulgoo.

Chulgoo kissed her, which lead to ___ palming his cock and Chulgoo’s hands slinking to the round backside grinding down and humping into her leg. When the kiss ended, ___’s fingers were there, pressing in and pumping them quickly in and out of her mouth; hurried and impatient. “Wanna watch?”___asked and laughed when Chulgoo nodded adamantly, pushing him off and around so her ass was displayed for him. ___’s fingers were tentative at first, one finger disappearing into her tight pussy and moving out as she fucked herself with a leisure pace. When the second finger disappeared, Chulgoo swallowed back thickly and his tongue poked out to lip his lips, Feeling a bit braver, he quickly sucked on his own fingers and eagerly pushed one against the two already stuffed in there, surprising ___ and earning a deafening groan to echo around the room.  

A contented sigh was had by both of them and they sat there for a while just lazily fucking in and out of ___; he was enjoying the sight much more than he thought he would. “Now, I want your dick now.” ___ demanded, moving away and into the suite bathroom, coming back with a bottle of lotion in hand. “Need you slick or you won’t fit.” “I would just make it fit.” Chulgoo laughed and pulled ___ to his front, his back colliding with her breast. “You’d made me cry?” She stood on her knees. “I bet you’d look gorgeous crying while getting fucked.” Chulgoo moaned through tight lips, his knees coming up to let ___’s front and rest against them. “Not knowing whether to moan for more or cry for it to stop.” “Oh fuck, Chulgoo.” ___ sank down, not taking a heartbeats rest until she was seated snuggly against Chulgoo and completely full. “F-fuck, so much.” Chulgoo couldn’t speak. He was afraid that if he spoke, he’d come and he wanted to last a bit longer than just having ___ holding him inside. But she was so hot. And fuck, if it wasn’t the tightest feeling to ever grip his cock. When was the last time she did this? Chulgoo wondered. She was way too tight. It was worth it, though. With ___’s back arched, ass grinding in his lap as she tested fucking herself for the first time, it was worth it for the first pull of ___ lifting off and slamming back down. Chulgoo’s hips began to meet with ___’s, a steady rhythm picked up accompanied by the slapping flesh as it got more hurried and urgent.

A hand snuck behind Chulgoo’s head, bringing him into ___’s shoulder and she was holding onto him for her dear life as his hands held fast to her hips and fucked her hard and fast, the wet slide of her pussy drawing him in further and further and the thwackthwackthwack of hips meeting ass for the hundredth time that night. He noticed how ___ began to slow down; legs probably exhausted from all the work and he smiles at knowing ___ did all that to get him in her, to work him to coming in her. Chulgoo forces her forward, knees trembling to stay up and shoulders held down with her hands and he really fucks her now. His eyes skim down the length of ___’s back, down to the opening swallowing him, wet with lube but still raw and viciously red from the abuse of his cock ramming in the tight space. That’s when Chulgoo notices the mirror on the back of the door; the perfect reflection of ___’s flushed face, mouth gapping and begging for a cock to be stuffed into it reflecting back for him to see. He groans wickedly, hand curling into sweaty brunette hair and pulling up, forcing her to look at the image before them. “Look how fucked out you look. How used you look.” He says, the words hitting him and the pressure in his abdomen swells, making it obvious he’s about to cum.

“Shit, ___, can’t…I can’t…” ___ doesn’t let him slow down and lets her hips slam back with more give than before, pussy tightening impossibly around him. He holds ___’s quivering body still, filling her until his balls feel too tight and unnaturally light. He humps in and out a few times, getting use to being soft again before pulling out, ___’s pussy squelching as he pulls out.

Chulgoo rest his forehead against the sweaty back, hands circling around to find ___’s. “When did you–” He starts but ___ turns to lie flat on her back, effectively shutting him up by yanking him down to sloppily kiss him. “I kind of wish you’d told me.” ___ laughs, flicking stray hair from his face. “I wasn’t gonna just yell it out. I’m not a porn star.” “Could’ve fooled me.” He blocks the slap it gets him and he pins ___’s hands down, looming over her heaving chest. “So that’s why you wanted to know? I don’t fuck around, Chulgoo.” ___ said, shifting to sit up on her elbows. “Now you know it straight from the source.” They stay there for a while, just lying against each other. Tiny kisses are exchange and hands wander with no real intent to begin anything; just the need to feel one another. When Chulgoo’s phone rings, he wants to ignore it but ___ tells him he should answer it just in case. Fortunately, it just turns out to be Simon D texting him with how it went. “Why are they so nosey?” He fidgets with the phone, quickly texting him back. “I swear these guys want every nasty detail.” “I’m sure Dok2 will be asking me for everything as well.” They laugh, Chulgoo flopping onto his stomach. “At least I can tell him you’re not a baby anymore.” “Oh yeah, why’s that?” “Obviously, you know the reason.” She says impishly, a light blush coloring her cheeks. Chulgoo simply smiles, to say he’s flattered is an understatement but he knows it’s not necessary to say out loud. Besides, he needs to get going and knows he’ll start something if he hangs around any longer. “Where did you throw my pants?” He gets up, now realizing how naked he is. “You aren’t going are you?” ___ asked, eyes lighting up with worry. He doesn’t know what to say to that. He needs to get going. He had family coming to visit tomorrow and at this rate, he’s not going to be able to function, let alone entertain guests. “Zion.T said we could have this room. So you can stay here.” ___ sounds so desperate and he doesn’t know what to say. Instead, he crawls back into bed and beckons ___ to come with him so they sleep properly in the bed.

___ snuggled into his side, finger nails racking up and down his stomach, reawakening his cock and a new, more intense pleasure forming. He knows what ___’s all about now and can only dream how far he could drive her.

[saucyviolets]

Distractions | Part 1

This is my very first scenario. It is also very NSFW/Mature…so read at your own risk. Feedback welcome and ideas for future stories welcome - no promises, though! Throw all your KHH ideas at me :)

Seo Chulgoo (aka. Xitsuh aka. Seo Myungwon) & OC Noona.

You pull off your heels with a sigh of relief as you step into the hallway of the apartment that you share with Myungwon. You’d just finished an evening at a fundraiser, putting your best face forward and smiling graciously at big suits as they exchanged pleasantries over champagne and hors d’oeuvres. You were, in fact, a bit tipsy and looking forward to spending the rest of the evening snuggling against Myungwon, preferably in something other than the fitted red bodycon piece that you were currently wearing. 

You would probably watch reruns of your favorite variety shows together or the latest horror thriller. He always had something new he was dying to watch, although you suspected it was partially because you hated being frightened and would always shriek and close your eyes, burying your face in his chest every time a scary scene came on the screen. He loved teasing you about it, his dimples showing as he smiled impishly down at you, “I’ll protect you from the big bad scary monster, noona!”  

But when you walked into the living room, what greeted you was a very sulky looking Myungwon lying on the couch, a book perched the wrong way up in his hands. You drop your handbag and walk over to sit by his waist, gently removing the book from his hands and setting it on the coffee table. “Myungwon, I can tell something’s wrong. What is it baby?” He looks blankly at you for a brief moment, then turns his head away towards the couch. He mumbles, “I don’t want to talk about it.”

You resist the temptation to roll your eyes and call him a big baby. You decide to tell him about your day instead, and about the creepy old man that had tried to ask you to join him in his hotel room. Myungwon’s ears perked up at that, but he still didn’t say anything or move his head. You continue, describing the man’s sleazy comments and the delicious chocolate fountain that you’d been tempted to dunk his head in, and stop as soon as you see Myungwon staring intensely at you. “Do you feel better now?” you ask, smiling down at him. You brush a bit of his messy hair to the side with your fingers and lean down to give him a kiss. 

Your breath gets caught in your throat as Myungwon roughly takes your lips with his, moving his large hands down your back and maneuvering your body so that you come to straddle him on the couch, your chest against his. “You. Are. Mine.” Myungwon mutters between kisses, caressing what seems like every inch of your body with his roughened fingers. He pulls up the hem of your dress, revealing your already slightly dampened silk panties. 

He gently teases your pussy with his middle finger, rubbing it in circles.Your hips buck into his fingers as you breathe heavily and moan into his mouth. “Myungwon-ah….” He turns you over and stands up, picking you up effortlessly and placing you over his shoulder as he gently rubs and slaps your behind. “All of this is mine tonight.” He smirks as you bite your lip, trying not to reveal exactly how turned on you are right now.  

To be continued…..