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Kinktober '23: Body Modification | Xu Minghao

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Xu Minghao x Reader

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), Kinktober 2023

Summary: A drunken confession to your best friends leads to you getting a tattoo from the prettiest man you've ever seen, and a loud mouthed best friend gets you a little more than you bargained for

WC: 3.5k (I literally don't know how this happened)

Warnings: tattoos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, fingering, oral (reader receiving), Minghao has several piercings (including a tongue piercing), slight degradation if you squint?, Minghao is bold and loves eating pussy, mentions of marking

A/N: Yeahhhhh there's gonna be a part two to this because when I tell you that this was just supposed to be the opening to the real idea I had...and then it got long and well overdue so forgive me for that heh

Tags: @dragonofthenorth0726 // @wooyussy // @burningupp-replies // @bunnypig18 // @decaffedthoughts // @brownieracha // @ferrethyun // @snow-pegasus // @walkxthexmoon // @aesteraceae // @wonuqrtz // @mixling-blog // @wonwooz1

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You did stupid things when you were drunk, this wasn't new information for you. And yet somehow you always gave in when your friends asked you to come out with them. You were beginning to rethink that now as you sat in the waiting area of a tattoo parlor, fidgeting hands clasped in your lap.

It was a dumb slip up after mentioning that you'd always wanted to get a tattoo. Your friends got all excited, insisting that you had to do it, that you'd look so hot with a tattoo, that you needed to step out of your comfort zone or you'd end up becoming an old hermit who never did anything but sit in your house and watch dramas. The last one stung a bit, you had to admit. But the real nail in the coffin was Mingyu announcing that he'd texted his tattoo artist about setting up an appointment.

And see, it wasn't that you were afraid, you were just...unsure about making the life-long commitment that came with getting some random man's art printed on your body forever. Especially when it was going to hurt the whole time. You were about a second away from just chickening out all together, turning tail and leaving the shop when your name was called. You looked up, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. It was just the receptionist, bleach blonde hair with the longest legs you'd ever seen. He smiled, and it put you a little bit at ease. After all, he'd been nothing but sweet when checking you out.

"Minghao should be just about ready. I'll walk you back." He said. You nodded, getting up to follow him back as you nervously fiddled with the hem of the skirt you wore. Easy access, Mingyu had said. "To your thigh for the tattoo!" He'd added after a solid smack to his arm from Wonwoo.

You tugged it a little lower. Maybe it had been a bad choice to get a tattoo in a place that would leave so much of you exposed to a complete stranger. You didn't have time to overthink it because the man in front of you slowed to a stop, knocking on the door in front of him before swinging it open.

The inside wasn't exactly what you'd been expecting, there were a few plants carefully placed around the room, and the music that was playing was nothing like the intense atmosphere you'd been picturing. There were pictures hung up over near a small desk, grinning faces and dorky images of a group of friends goofing around in various settings, and a stuffed frog sitting in the corner of the desk with a miniature birthday had strapped to his head. You smiled.

But the most unexpected part had to be the man sitting on a rolling stool in front of a tray of only slightly intimidating materials. He was breathtaking. Dark hair swooped in front of his face where he was leaned over, and you could see the glint of metal speared through his eyebrow. He was long and lithe, one arm covered entirely in absolutely beautiful tattoos that spiraled and swirled against his tanned skin.

"You must be Y/N." He said, finally looking up from what he was doing and taking the black gloves off of his hands. He stood, shaking out his hair and letting it frame the most beautiful brown eyes you'd ever seen. How the fuck had Mingyu never mentioned that his tattoo artist was a walking wet dream?

"Yeah. Yup that's me. Minghao?" You guessed, shifting your weight to try and relieve the tension that was now tightening through your body. He nodded again. His smile was merely a polite curl of his lips before he turned to the other man still lingering to make sure the both of you were good.

"You know, you're supposed to wait for an answer when you knock on a door." He said, and you saw the teasing glint in his eye as the blonde rolled his eyes and muttered something about Minghao being behind schedule and trying to save his reviews. "Thank you, Jun. We're good here. Right?"

He looked at you and you nearly shivered, but you managed a nod and a tight smile.

"Yeah. Good." You agreed. Jun seemed more than satisfied with that, telling Minghao to grab him if he was needed.

"Hop up here, get comfy." Minghao said, motioning towards the leather seat. You carefully settled yourself into it, letting your legs stretch out and your head tip back against the headrest. You could feel your heart hammering all the way in your stomach, nerves beginning to overtake any coherent thoughts that had been in your mind before. "Nervous? Mingyu said you might be. But I promise you're in good hands."

You laughed weakly.

"Yeah I didn't exactly expect to do this. But my friends didn't give me a chance to argue. So here I am." You said.

Minghao turned to face you again, brow furrowed for a moment.

"You can back out if you want. I won't charge or anything for the appointment. I don't want you to decide to do this just because you were pressured into it. And I can tell Mingyu off if you want me to. Could be fun." He said. Your stomach fluttered at the genuine tone of his voice. Still you shook your head.

"I can't, they'd never let me live it down. And I really do want the tattoo. I have for ages. I'm just kinda scared. Never been good at commitment." You joked. And, thankfully, Minghao laughed quietly at your comment.

"Okay, might as well get it over with, then. Which leg are we doing?" He asked, and you patted the one you'd planned out. He nodded, rolling himself into place and bringing the tray over where he needed it. He was relaxed as he explained the plan.

"Okay, can I touch you?" He asked, his hand hovering above your thigh and you swore you could feel the want burning you from the inside out. You nodded again, and he smoothed his hand carefully over your leg, up your thigh until he was stopped by the hem of your skirt. "Gonna move this, okay? Tell me if you're uncomfortable."

He pushed your skirt up, guiding you to move a little bit so he had better access to the spot he needed to get at. Once your upper thigh was exposed, he laid the stencil he'd made over your skin.

"You gotta tell me exactly where you want it. This is the part where we can change things up. But once I start inking there's no going back, yeah?" He looked up, eyes dark and intense.

"Understood." You said. "A little bit higher, I think? And just a little to the- yeah, right there." You said finally, and he hummed. You brought your hands back, putting as much distance between the two of you as possible while he was laying the stencil out onto your leg.

The process of him preparing the tattoo gun was terrible, anxiety flooding through you as if you would drown in it. The buzzing made you jump, and you barely caught the flash of amusement that flicked across his face.

"Alright, we're gonna get started now. It's gonna hurt a little, but I know that you can take it. Just a little pinch. And if you want to take a breather, just let me know, okay? I'm here for you, so don't feel pressured to power through." He said. You swallowed and agreed quietly. You watched as he started up. The pain wasn't as bad as you'd imagine, though it was taking a lot of focus for you not to flinch away from the particularly bad stings.

It was mostly quiet as he worked, occasionally interrupted by one of you asking the other a question or commenting on the music that was playing. He had good taste, you learned, you had similar music tastes. He'd been tattooing since he finished school, and he'd done some of his own as well. And he had more tattoos than you could count on one hand. You could see the several on each ear, the one in his eyebrow, one in his nose, and the one that adorned his tongue (which you tried really really hard not to stare at when he spoke), but you couldn't see the others and you'd be lying if you said your mind wasn't racing at the idea of him having his nipples pierced.

"We're halfway done," He said finally, "You're doing fucking amazing, knew you'd be perfect for me." He said, wiping over the spot he'd finished. You tipped your head back, stifling a tiny whimper at the way he talked to you and trying not to let your thighs clench. You cleared your throat before looking down at the work he'd done.

"Woah," You said softly. He sat back, a proud look flickered in his eye as you examined his work, dark ink swirling into the shape of a cherry tree branch in full blossom arching just below your bikini line. "It's amazing. I can't believe it."

"Glad you like it. Do you want a snack? Something to drink?" He asked, taking a moment to stretch. You admired him as he did, the lean muscles that flexed in his arms.

"Uh, some water would be nice." You admitted, and he got up, striding to the mini fridge to pass you a water and grabbing his own iced tea. While the both of you took a little break, you pulled out your phone, sending the group chat between you and your friends a series of scathing, vicious texts berating Mingyu for not giving you some sort of heads up about how sexy your tattoo artist was.

The rest of the appointment went smoothly, something you were eternally grateful for considering the very precarious situation you were put in. You had completely soaked through your panties, you had no doubt, and if you moved just right you were sure that Minghao would be able to see the wet patch from where he was working. Hell, his knuckles were a few inches away from it, and you kept imagining what would happen if he moved just a little closer. If he touched you where you really wanted him to instead of just the spot on your thigh that he was very professionally focused on.

The session had ended with him wrapping the tattoo up carefully and giving you an instruction packet on how to care for it and his card. You eyed his personal number that was printed at the bottom for a moment before slipping it into your wallet.

"I want you to come back in about 5 or 6 weeks so I can make sure it's healed okay and see if it needs any touching up, okay?" He said, reaching a hand out to help you up. You took it, letting him pull your weight up easily and then letting it drop to smooth over the fabric of your skirt as if that would iron out the flustered energy that you were filling the room with.

"Okay, yeah. I'll see you then. Thank you for everything, you're amazing." You said. Minghao grinned then, his tongue poking out to play with the metal bar running through it for a moment before he pulled it back.

"Anything for you. I look forward to seeing you next time."

You made your follow up appointment on the way out, Jun giving you a mischievous smile as you said goodbye.

After that, you spent a truly humiliating amount of time thinking about Minghao. First when you got home and your hand found it's way between your legs to deal with the mess you'd made there, then again every time you'd peek at the mark he'd left on your skin, something even deeper than any mark you'd ever taken before, and you could only imagine how delusional you could become if you let yourself.

Every day proved a challenge as you watched it heal, cleaning it carefully just like he'd instructed and admiring the art you'd become a canvas for. It was everything you'd wanted it to be and you were endlessly amazed that anyone had the skill to make dreams come to life. Although if it was Xu Minghao, you supposed that it made sense.

The weeks passed slowly, and while you never forgot about Minghao, the constant knowledge of how easily he got you worked up with a few innocent words and the press of his hands against your thigh faded to the back of your mind. Work took precedence, and spending times with your friends who you did not in face throttle for sending you in blind. All in all, your life seemed to have moved on.

But as you returned several weeks later for the follow up you'd scheduled, it all came rushing back. The reminder that Minghao would be seeing you, that maybe he'd touch you, that he'd be so focused and so kind, it hung heavy over your head and settled as a warmth in your core.

It wasn't Jun manning the desk this time, instead some mildly intimidating woman that you didn't know who walked you back and knocked on Minghao's door. She waited until it opened, an agonizing few seconds before he was in your sight, and the moment you saw him it all came rushing back. Your body felt like it was overheating, and you didn't miss the deliberate, slow way his eyes scanned you up and down. He tipped his head, reaching up to mess with his hair.

"Y/N. Welcome back. Did you miss me?" He was teasing you, and your laugh was breathless and nervous as you smiled.

"Course I did. Why else would I come back?" You asked. And for a brief moment you considered getting a whole lot more tattoos if it meant getting closer to him, spending more time bantering and learning the parts of himself that he didn't reveal right away. Hell, you might even be convinced to ask him to pierce you somewhere.

"Come in, I've got it from here, Chaer." He said, a hand on the small of your back guiding you into the room and closing the door fully behind you. He hadn't done that last time, leaving it just a little bit ajar in case anything was needed. The new vulnerability that being shut in a room with him brought made you a little nervous.

Minghao took a moment to get prepared, settling down on his stool and gesturing for you to get comfortable in the same spot you'd been in before.

"So, how's she looking? Do you like it?" He asked, motioning to the barely visible ink poking out from under your skirt - a different one than before, one that made you feel a little more confident. You beamed.

"It's perfect. I think it's all healed up." You pulled your skirt up with a load more confidence than you had before, and you heard Minghao take in a small breath, his lips pressed into a thin line for a moment before he was reaching out to touch you. He wasn't wearing gloves this time, just brushing his bare fingertip along the edge of the art.

"Look at you. It looks great, healed perfectly. You must be a good listener." He said, tipping his head up to look at you, and the darkness in his eyes made you shiver as you nodded slowly.

"I like being good. Have to take instructions well." You said softly, and you saw Minghao swallow. God you wanted him so goddamn badly. He squeezed your thigh.

"Don't close them." He said, startling you a little as he took the first step across the line. Had you been clenching them? You hadn't even noticed, too distracted by the hungry look in his eye and the throbbing between your legs. "I saw the way you looked at me last time. Mingyu said you think I'm hot. Called me a walking wet dream, is that right?"

You swallowed as his hand slid towards the inside of your thigh, pulling them wider apart. He watched you intently as your head tipped back, breath coming out as a shaky gasp for a moment before you were looking back at him. He tipped his head, clearly still waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, that's what I said." You answered, barely above a whisper. But even so, with just the two of you in the room and the music so quiet in the background, it echoed in your ears. He chuckled, lips curling just a little, and you damn near whined his name. "He wasn't supposed to tell you that."

"What? Like I couldn't see you getting all wet for me last time. Practically had your skirt hiked up around your hips. Took fucking everything in me not to touch you." He admitted, slowly pushing at your skirt to get it out of his way. "But you'll let me touch this time, right? Make you feel good. Gonna take such good care of you."

You nodded, a needy whine slipping past your lips. Minghao tutted, mumbling for you to use your words. You huffed, and he gave you a warning squeeze to your thigh, blunt nails digging into the soft flesh there

"Please, Hao. Want you to touch me." You gave in, and he gave an approving nod before pushing your thighs apart and knocking your skirt easily out of the way. How long fingers found the edge for your panties, teasing along them before slipping under the flimsy fabric to feel your dripping folds. He was slow as he dragged his fingers through the mess he'd coaxed out of you, coating his fingers in your arousal before pulling them away to slide your panties down your legs.

With your lower half finally bare for him, he took a  moment to appreciate the sight, but only a singular moment. Then he was pushing your thighs apart and burying his tongue between your folds, lapping like a man starved at your arousal. The sudden feeling of him eating you out had you choking on a wail that you were certain anyone else in the building could hear, but he didn't seem bothered by the thought one bit. If anything he was spurred on, humming appreciatively as his lips wrapped around your clit.

You carded your fingers through his hair, revelling in the unfamiliar feeling of cool metal rolling against the underside of the bundle of nerves. He knew exactly how to utilize it, the perfect pressure dragging against your clit followed by light suckling that had your hips lifting up towards his mouth.

He slid a finger into you, never pulling his mouth away as he pumped it slowly into you. He was careful, experimental, desperately trying to find every spot that would draw out those pretty little sounds from your mouth. He slid a second finger inside, scissoring them open carefully and making you hiss.

"Hao, please." You nearly whined, hand tugging at the dark locks of his hair, not sure whether you meant to be pushing him away or pulling him closer. He hummed against your pussy, burying his tongue as deep as he could alongside his fingers, your clit bumping against his nose and making you bite down on the back of your hand to keep from wailing loud enough for the entire city block to hear.

Your orgasm crashed over you in waves, leaving your thighs trembling and your breath coming in quiet gasps. He kissed over your thighs, carefully lapping up the mess of spit and cum that had smeared on your skin, all the while running his fingertips over the ink he'd left on your skin. His phone buzzed on the table next to you, and he sat back, wiping the wetness on his chin away with the back of his hand and reaching to grab it. He read the message, lips curling into a small frown.

"I have a client that just scheduled for 15 minutes from now." He said, looking up at you with that same disappointed look. "I wasn't done with you yet."

His words make your lips part, a small, flustered laugh filling the quiet before you found your words.

"What time do you get out? We could grab some takeout and eat at my place. Finish this after?" You said. You sounded much more confident than you had anticipated, especially given that you had just been ravished by the man like you were a five course meal from a Michelin star restaurant. Minghao smiled even so, and the pale pink that tinted his cheeks made it hard to believe what he'd been doing only moments prior.

"Yeah, I'm off at 8. I'll see you then?" He asked. You nodded, making a mental note to thank Mingyu after you throttled him for spilling your secret boy talk. But maybe having a loudmouth best friend wasn't always bad.

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[wooahaeruby]

Blood Stained Hands

Summary

One mistake leads to the downward spiral of the life you once knew. Everything made sense once, but now...everything made sense differently. Are you willing to risk everything for the people you've come to love? A Poly SVT (only a few members) x Reader fic with relationships added as time goes on Jeonghan x Reader & Joshua x Reader & ????? x Reader

Tags/TW

Mafia AU, Polyamory, G*ns and Dr*gs mentions, Violence, Organized Crime, Death Threats, Other Kpop groups are mentioned, Female Reader, Trauma, PTSD, Slow Burn, M*rder/People Die, Read at your own risk Some chapters will have specific Trigger Warnings!

Author's Notes

This is my villain arch. This is years worth of watching crime shows and losing my mind which ended up in...this. Yeah... I don't have a lot to say for myself with this one, I just wrote and wrote and wrote and It got longer and longer and now we are here.

Status: Incomplete/WIP

Current WC: TBD

Current Chapter Count: 38

Chapters

Under Dimmed Street Lights

Umbrella to Stand Under, Together

Stupid is As Stupid Does

Intro Fire Brings Light

Light Brings Warmth

New Bonds

New World Unraveled

Checkmate

First Rule About Fight Club

Don't Talk About Fight Club

Birthday Blue

Heart On The Light

Sky Walking

Rose Tinted Glasses

A Night to Remember

A Night You'll Never Forget

When The Sun Shines

One Shot, Two Shot

Plans Within Plans

Plans Within the Plans of Plans

Stupid Games

Stupid Prizes

Two is Better Than One

Never Alone

A Step Forward

New Perspectives

One Eye Open

A Hand to Hold

Snap of A Heart

Crash and Burn

Shot for Shot

Two Sides of The Same Coin

Sparks

143

Three Steps Forward

Four Million Steps Back

A Very SVT Christmas

Misery Business

[fantasy-svt]

I don't want you to get hurt

Chapter 1 | Masterlist | Chapter 3

Description: Injured by a boat propellor and then almost being sold, Minghao finds himself at your clinic thanks to Chan. He can't deny that he enjoys being there.

Pairing: Xu Minghao x gn!reader (platonic) Word Count: 3.3k words

"Do you think I could just jump in?" Chan asked as he peered over the tank, trying to catch the creature inside. You scoffed as you turned away from him, instead choosing to inspect the chart instead.

"You said you found him in Norway?" You looked up from your chart to the man before you, who nodded as he started his story once more. You shook your head at him, just writing down the information before turning to the tank again. It was huge and so far you had yet to see the hybrid that you came to help, who was probably hiding himself near the other side of the tank. The rustling of clothes beside you made you sigh as you called out Chan's name, not having to look up to know that the otter planned to jump in.

"I can get him, it'll be fine!" Chan insisted and at this point, you felt no reason to argue. Although, he didn't really get the chance as a loud thud was heard from beside you. Turning your head, you were met with the stare of a very handsome face, one that you presumed belonged to the hybrid you were meeting. Long blondish-grey hair and a very intense stare that made the hairs on your neck stand up for just a few seconds. He didn't look like you expected him to, most whale hybrids you had met were taller than the normal human and definitely more robust. Yet this hybrid was just a normal height and on the leaner side, however he was definitely toned nonetheless.

How'd you know? Well, he was naked for one.

"Not to sound like a prude, but why is he naked?" You asked, turning your head away from the hybrid and looking at the man again. He just explained that the hybrid did not want to take anything from them. You nodded before turning to Chan, holding your hand out before looking at the hybrid in the tank. Chan handed you some clothes, which you quickly threw over the edge of the tank. The whale hybrid didn't move his gaze from you, letting the clothes sink to the ground.

"Put those on, we can talk after." You said, watching him closely for any kind of reaction. He didn't react for a few seconds before suddenly turning his gaze away from you and instead to the clothing, a clicking sound softly ringing from him before he swam downwards and dressing himself. Then he swam upwards again with great speed, launching himself above the water and propping himself up on the edge of the tank. He whined softly, almost like a whale would normally do, and you smiled at him.

"Can you come out of the tank?" You asked, watching as the hybrid stared at you again. Then he pushed himself up, climbing over the edge before dropping himself. Once he stood before you, he just waited. You did the same, waiting for any kind of movement of the male.

"Minghao." He spoke, his voice sounded like a soft melody that you assumed came from the low whine he produced earlier, and you nodded before writing it down. You looked up to him, only to find that he was not in front of you anymore and rather stalking around you and Chan. You took a good look at him as he was circling Chan, noticing the webbed fingers and toes, soft white spots on the front of his chest and neck. The freckles on his face seemed to light up in a way and you couldn't help but chuckle at how excited he suddenly seemed to get once it clicked that Chan was a hybrid too. You'd never see someone jump so high in the sky before, certainly not a whale hybrid, as he held on to Chan's hand while smiling oh-so- brightly. However, that also revealed the large gash on the bottom of his ribcage as he jumped up in happiness again.

"Could you hold still for a second, please?" You asked him and he looked at you, frozen in place as you carefully lifted his shirt. You noticed the slight twitch from his body, but continued to lift the shirt nonetheless before inspecting the wound. It wasn't just one gash, it was a few close next to each other and you could only frown.

"Did you get hit by a boat propellor?" The question seemed to startle him a bit before he nodded. You looked closer to the wounds, which were deep enough to see the slight white of his ribcage.

"I need to stitch this... Can you sit down, I brought my stuff." You said and Minghao looked at Chan, who nodded reassuringly, before sitting down and slightly leaning to the side to expose the wound. You smiled before getting your stuff, now glad that you decided to bring your anesthetics and stitching equipment. He didn't flinch when you inserted the needle with anesthetics nor did he ever flinch as you stitched up the wounds. When finished, you applied some bandages before nodding at him.

"Done." You stated, smiling at the hybrid as he softly poked the bandages before he looked back to his tank. Sensing his thoughts, you quickly pulled out something else and softly sticking it on top of the bandage. It was a thin elastic material, made specifically for water hybrids so they could swim without any worry.

"You can swim with this on, no worries." You gave him another reassuring smile before turning back to the man who called you, ready to start explaining the medicine the boy should get. Instead, the man just shook his head before you could even start.

"He's not staying here, so don't bother me with the details. Just give me a list that I can stick on his box." The man spoke, clearly not sensing the sudden drop of the mood as he rambled on.

"He's being shipped to Canada later today, they've been looking for whale hybrids for quite awhile now. Getting the population back up, you know the usual drill." He continued and you folded your arms with an annoyed sigh, glancing at Minghao before turning back to the man before you.

"And you got his consent?" The frown on the man's face said enough and you scoffed. "The law states that a hybrid has the right to chose what to do with their lives, thus for such decisions that you are making I assume you had consent? Otherwise this rescue center might have some legal trouble on it's way..." You mumbled the last part, not too quiet so the man would still hear you, before turning to Minghao.

"So, what are you doing with your life then?" You gave him a smile, trying to convince him to actually make the decisions on his own. Minghao looked up before glancing at Chan, who had been sitting beside him and talking to him with a smile. You had no doubt that Chan had told him his whole life story, he had done that quite a few times now, and you could see that the wheels in Minghao's head were turning.

"I want to work in your clinic." Minghao finally said, his voice suddenly serious and monotone unlike before. Now that, you did not expect and it was definitely a first, but you took it nonetheless as you turned back to the man with a gentle smile.

"Seems like he's coming with me instead. Might want to call that breeding center..." You gave another fake smile before guiding the two hybrids out of the room, pausing in the door and leaning back.

"Breeding is illegal in Canada, so I'd call the police if I were you or you might get a little visit later."

"Renovations are finished." One of your nurses gave you a smile as you arrived at your clinic. Your eyes widened in surprise before you entered the doors, seeking out the new building. A sanctuary, where hybrids can live and heal without trouble of finding a sanctuary that wasn't full already. Just one for your patients. The best part, however, was the small building on the east side. Your house, which was supposed to be big enough for you to live in. However, it seemed like the architect or builders had different ideas as the house was big enough to be called a mansion that was big enough to house at least 30 people if not more.

"I asked for a tank..." Chan whispered in your ear and you turned your head, looking at him with a look of a combination of annoyance and surprise. Then you sighed, rolling your eyes at him before moving your gaze to the buildings. The were placed in a circle with another large building right in the middle of it along with some sort of garden. You started to walk, wanting to view the habitats firsthand.

The first building left of you was an aquatic habitat, reaching about 4 floors. On the right was a marine one, which was filled up with different corals and plants inside as well as rocks to hide from view. On the left was a freshwater aquatic habitat, which was much simpler than the marine one when it came to decorations.

The second building next to it was a forest habitat, which was consistent of 3 parts. The left one was the temperate forest. It looked like a typical rainforest, large trees and a variety of plants to color the room. The middle room was the tropical forest, which looked like the amazon rainforest with dense climate of plants and you could only imagine how humid and warm it would be there. The third and final room was the boreal forest and this one was filled with coniferous trees that shielded the artificial light.

The third building was the largest when it came to surface level. Two levels high and at least two football fields big with bright green grass that made you want to run in there.

The fourth building was a desert habitat, which consisted of a large field of sand and a blazing heat that made the view distorted.

The fifth and final building was a mountain habitat and when looking inside, you noticed the thick fog that hung low on the ground while snow covered the floor. Unlike the tropical forest, this one seemed to be on the colder side.

Then finally, the building in the middle. It looked like some kind of common place for people to eat and interact with each other. The garden around it seemed for the same purpose, chairs and tables already placed in between the blooming flowers and bushes.

Overall, it was a very pleasant surprise that you certainly did not expect to be finished this early. You wished you could appreciate it a bit more, but instead Chan was quick to drag you off in excitement of his new home.

The first thing to note was the massive swimming pool, which seemed way deeper than a normal one would be, and it seemed to excite both Chan and Minghao. You decided to enter the house while they inspected the pool, pausing in the doorway as you noticed how large the building actually was. 2 offices to work in, 6 bedrooms, a large kitchen, 4 bathrooms and a small gym. Way too much for what you actually needed, but you ignored it. It was already build, you could find different uses for the rooms and having a gym would really be handy when you finally got motivated to start exercising again. Walking up the stairs, you started to inspect the rooms before opting to take the one with the office connected to it. Chan chose the one that was closest to the pool, which Minghao opted to use as well. You found it ironic how quick Minghao had opened up to the younger and how he now clung to the otter hybrid.

"Alright! You two can settle in, I'm going to get to work."

The sweat on your skin made you grimace as you actively tried to wipe it all off, but to no avail. The desert was certainly not something for you, the heat had caused you to undress until you only wore some flowy shorts and a tank top that was drenched in your sweat. An injured sidewinder hybrid, unlike others of his kind he was graced with a lower body resembling the body of a snake, that forced you to stay in the desert habitat for nearly an hour. If it wasn't for the fact that the lighting was artificial and thus harmless, you swore you would have a heat stroke.

The soft breeze that blew past you as you exited the habitat made you sigh in relief before pulling the towel around your neck down to wipe your body once more.

"Hey doctor!" Voices rang in harmony, multiple hybrids giving you wide smiles and happy waves that you gladly returned. Being open for only a week, the center had filled up quickly with hybrid from all over the world. It was surprising to say the least, but it was something you loved to see. Some stayed longer than others, opting to help out at the clinic or in the center itself, but most moved on with their lives fully healed from their injuries.

Nonetheless, you were happy.

"Ma'am?" Silence was interrupted by a melodic voice that you quickly recognized as Minghao's, making you turn your head slightly with a smile.

"I told you, just (y/n) is fine." He seemed appalled by the idea, mumbling that ma'am felt correct to him. "Ma'am is a bit insulting, you know? It makes me feel old... I'm not even thirty yet, so I am far from being old." You gave Minghao a smile before continuing on your way with the whale in tow. Unlike before, where he walked with a slumped back and heavy footsteps, he now walked freely. A soft spring in his step, shoulders back and head held high in pride.

Over the week he had grown past his initial doubts and fears, choosing to express himself in all kind of ways. His style, although you didn't get it, was more fashion based and his makeup made his natural features shine brighter. You particularity loved the glitter he adorned his freckles, making them sparkle in the sunlight. You could only thank Chan for whatever he did to make Minghao feel so comfortable.

"Are you okay?" He asked and you nodded at him, bringing the towel up to dry up your wet hair while trying to ignore the sudden chill that ran over you.

"Are you?" "Ah... Yes. Chan is with the kids and I don't find them that appealing... They bite." His statement only made you laugh, tilting your head forward as you tried to hold in the laughter. Minghao could only roll his eyes at you before asking if he could help somewhere else.

"Not really... My shift is over now unless an emergency arises, so I'll be doing paperwork in my office. You are welcome to join me, if you wish." With a gentle smile and Minghao nodded before following you.

Once in your office, he settled in the bean bag while you moved to your room to change into something else. The tank top was first to be discarded, replaced by a breezy oversized shirt while your pants were changed into another pair of shorts. When you took a look into the mirror, you could only sigh as you saw your reflection. You were tired, no other way to explain it. The bags under your eyes had grown, your skin had grown deadlier compared to your usual complexion and you didn't even want to het started on the mess that your hair had become, dead ends reaching further than they had ever had. You shook your head, ignoring those thoughts as you moved back to your office.

To your surprise, Minghao was leaned over your desk and inspecting the document with a pointed glare. You raised an eyebrow as you walked over, pulling your chair to yourself before sitting down and crossing your legs as you waited.

"These are wrong, you know that right? They're trying to scam you." Minghao spoke up after a few minutes, to which you frowned as you shuffled closer to read the documents. Minghao leaned over you, pointing at certain phrases that didn't make sense as he explained why.

"You're good at this... Really good." You grinned at Minghao, who only shrugged at you before grabbing another chair and rolling it closer. That's how you found yourself in this position, side by side with the whale hybrid as you went through every document. While he seemed confused by some things in the documents, others things seemed easy for him. You could only wonder where the knowledge came from, but that question was soon answered when Minghao spoke up again.

"Traders tend to talk business a lot... I picked some stuff up here and there." He gave a gentle smile and you could only grin as it was the first time he ever did so in your presence. He didn't seem to pay attention to it, continuing his reading and marking certain parts with your pen. You hadn't even noticed that he had plucked it from your hand, but he had and was using it very diligently.

"Do you just want to take over?" You joked, to which Minghao looked up and pause before nodding. "It'll give me something to do." He smiled and you nodded, rolling back and watching as he hunched over the papers. You'd read everything afterwards, for now you could relax. And thus you're eyes started to close, making you drift off and soon you were asleep.

Minghao had a soft smile on his face as he heard the soft snoring from behind him, fully aware that you were sleeping. Lifting his head, he looked at you before shrugging off his jacket and gently draping it over you. Then he sat back down in his chair and continued his work, the smile on his face not disappearing.

That was until Chan burst into the room, whom Minghao quickly shushed before pointing at you. Although Chan remained quiet, Minghao could see that he seemed worried and anxious.

"What's wrong?" Minghao asked, laying down the pen and standing up to calm Chan down if necessary. It was then that he noticed the large gashes on Chan's arm along with a bite mark on his hand. He inspected them carefully before looking at Chan's face, but his eyes seemed lifeless and pointed at you. So Minghao called your name, which prompted in you waking up quickly and not so elegantly. You seemed dazed and sleepy, but that quickly disappeared once you noticed Chan and his distress.

"They brought in this hybrid, he's... he's really aggressive and I didn't want to nurses to get hurt - I tried to muzzle him to be safe, but he bit me and-" "I got it Chan. How about you get those treated first while I go down." You gave a smile before looking at Minghao, who nodded before forcing Chan to his room to treat the wounds. You on the other hand, getting ready to head to your practice.

"I'll come." Minghao's voice rang out and you turned before shaking your head, but Minghao followed anyway. "Chan is sleeping, all his wounds are clean already and I covered them all properly. I'm not letting you get hurt." Minghao continued as you speed-walked down the hall and to your practice.

"Didn't know you cared." You teased, but Minghao scoffed at you.

"Chan asked me too." He said and you chuckled again, nodding as you grabbed your doctor coat and tied your hair back. Minghao followed you inside and you handed him a thick leather jacket, explaining that it was for protection before turning to head inside. Minghao stopped you, however, and turned you around to check if you were protected as well.

"I don't want you to get hurt either, of course."

[127luvr]

Hmm Minghao(svt) x male reader who is also in svt and they habe a little museum date and then look at the sunset while being completely smitten for eachother like it's literally tooth rottening sweet

Heaven’s cloud ☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Xu Minghao x Male Reader

Xu Minghao is not one to say I love you often. He’s never felt it necessary to verbally express how he was feeling—he’d much rather show it with his actions. Whether it was tying your shoes for you—or sharing a sip of his beverage before you could ask—or simply snaking his arm around you. Around your waist—around your shoulders—no matter what, Minghao always found himself linked to you.

“Hao.” He loves the way the nickname sounds rolling off your tongue. Loves the way your hand finds its way to the left side of his jacket to pull him in closer. “What if people see us?”

“(Y/n). I’m wearing a hat, thick glasses and a mask. What are they going to recognize? The lower half of my ears?” You want to laugh with him, to feel as carefree as he sounds as he pulls you in by your belt loops. You can see his eyes glint behind his glasses, a fondness that only appeared when he was looking at you. “Besides, we’re in the same group. If anything, we can just say we were hanging out you know? As bros.” Even with the mask covering the lower half of his face you can hear his smile—the laugh that doesn’t quite escape his mouth to not catch anyone’s attention.

“And do bros loop their fingers through their other bros belt loops or am I the exception?” Minghao pulls himself away from you—the draft of cold air hitting you almost instantly—winking as he walks to the other side of the art exhibit.

The room is full of priceless art pieces. Some you could spend hours gazing at—wondering what meaning they had hidden under all the brush strokes. But none of them came close to Minghao.

Not when he stood in front of the blandest painting in the room, baggy jeans threatening to hit the floor if it weren’t for his platform shoes. He’s examining it, letting his eyes seize it up and down and side to side. Anything to keep his attention on the painting instead of turning his gaze towards you. You can’t help but take a picture, letting a warm smile take over when you finally make your way over to him.

“It’s a nice painting.” You see his shoulders jump up in surprise, not expecting you to be this close but he stands even straighter, offering nothing more but a hum of recognition. “However, you’re much nicer to look at.”

“That was bad even for you.” Hao still refuses to face you, his eyes never leaving the painting. You stand next to him, finally directing your full attention to it, trying to see what lured him to this specific piece.

It’s nothing special. A simple ombré effect that starts with orange at the top, a lemon yellow in the middle, and finally a blue at the bottom. You can see why he’s examining it—the blending is seamless—not a single stray brushstroke in sight. And while it may be plain at first glance, the brush work is unmatched. If it weren’t for the signature at the bottom you would’ve never guessed this was hand painted.

It’s a nice sight—the two of you standing next to each other—enough for your arm to brush against his but not enough to where it could look suspicious. You have a feeling you’ll see pictures taken from a distance of both of you but for now you bask in the moment. Choosing to lean your head on Minghao’s shoulder, breaking his cold streak. He wastes no time in wrapping his arm around your waist, bringing you in closer. Hints of his cologne seep through your mask, the familiar scent weakening your legs.

He turns his head towards you, pulling his mask down under his bottom lip, making sure to press as close as he could to your ear, “Wanna get out of here?”

Although his wording was suggestive, the two of you ended up walking next to a nearby shoreline. Kicking the sand you cross as you watch the water creep up on the two of you slowly. Minghao keeps your hand in his, bringing it to sit in his pocket intertwined with his own. It’s sweet. It keeps you warm in this cool breeze. Never too hot and never too cold.

You see the same colors in the sky as you did in the painting. The blueness of the sky being taken over by a blend of orange and yellow with a hint of pink. And while it’s not as seamless as it was on the canvas, it manages to take your breath away. And suddenly you’re standing next to Minghao like you were in the museum. Watching the sky diligently in silence with him. He looks so peaceful from the corner of your eyes—lost in thought as he gazes towards the horizon—he’s never looked more beautiful. You pull your phone out again with your free hand, taking a few steps back to capture the moment. He knows what you’re doing—the awkward shuffling of your feet on the sand without letting go of his hand humoring him.

“(Y/n).”

“Shh, you’re going to ruin the picture.” But you both know you really don’t mind—not when the image of him is forever ingrained into your mind. Always there even when you close your eyes. But it’s nice—the first few pictures you take of him are tame. He offers a big grin with his mask pulled down to his chin—until he finally reaches over to cover your camera as you continue to take pictures. The last few are completely black. They’ll make for a nice post one day.

[buntanteen]

svt fic recs list <3 - sub!ot13 for september - nsfw ver.

nsfw reader insert fics!! mdni. (majority is afab reader)

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

note: here's 30 subby/soft/pathetic/virgin!seventeen fic recs for each day of september :3 enjoy <3

✩ ot13 works ✩

❥ svt mtl — humiliation kink! - @cheolhub

pathetic mingyu agenda let's fucking gaurrrrrr. mean joshie do whatever u want to me, thanks dude :3

❥ mtl svt: to be a sub around you but act like the one in charge publicly - @ncteez

ofc vernon and mingyu are at the top hehe. SIMP SEOKMINNIE YAYY. DINO'S HAD ME CACKLING PLSS JFKBD. the shua one is so *chef's kiss*

❥ thigh riding sub!seventeen - @applesooyoung

omg shy shua is killing me here. show me your pretty face pretty boy, pls 🥺🥺 nonnie trying to nochalantly hint at what he wants is taking me out hjvfkb. wanna hear channie's moans soooo bad. he'd sound so good when he feels good

❥ praise kinks (not ot13) - @mountainficss

...i may have kink for giving praise...

❥ mtl submissive - @nonuify

power bottom kwannie agenda let's geddittt. bratty hannie...*sigh* HE'S ALWAYS BRATTY JKFBK I CAN'T HANDLE HIM ARGBK

❥ seventeen's reaction of you calling them 'baby boy' for the first time - @boofeine

(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) crying and dying at shua's. shy baby junnie~ kyeommie and gyu are SUCH baby boys i cannottttt. poor vernon failing his game cuz he was flustered 😔

✩ choi seungcheol/scoups ✩

❥ sub!seungcheol - @mountainficss

coups is too grr to immediately want to try out being subby. loveee the idea that he's a bit bratty when he doesn't get his way *side eyes ever moment he sulks or whines*

✩ yoon jeonghan ✩

❥ sub jeonghan - @mountainficss

subby jeonghan thank u thank u thank u. imagining his fuck-me-eyes and his fucked out expression has me *jumps out window*

✩ hong joshua ✩

❥ edging + overstim sub joshua - @mountainficss

sweet shua taking everything we give him 🥺🥺

❥ pup - @toruro

shua is such a good pretty pup in this fic omfg s

❥ sub!shua - @sluttywonwoo

sensitive subby obedient shua?? sign me up

✩ wen junhui ✩

❥ sub!jun - @sluttyminghao

pretty shy subby junnie. just wants to be good and feel good aww :((

❥ sub jun - @mountainficss

good lil behaved sub junjun oh ily. such a shy lil brat

✩ kwon soonyoung/hoshi ✩

❥ sub hoshi - @mountainficss

subby hoshi just being a brat and instigating just so he can be pleasured omfg

❥ sub!hoshi - @hannieehaee

subby soonie is sooo pathetic i'm in love??? he's so whiny and desperate hehe

✩ jeon wonwoo ✩

❥ sub!wonwoo - @sluttyminghao

sensitive nonu and leaving marks on his thighs yes pls thank yewwww

❥ sub!wonwoo + praise kink - @sluttyminghao

nonu's puppy eyes have me so weak y'all don't get it (u probably do lmao) praising this good boy ahhhh

✩ lee jihoon/woozi ✩

❥ sub!jihoon x sub!reader - @hannieehaee

cockwarming to fucking? jihoon's pretty hands all over??? yes pleaseee

❥ sub!woozi - @jeonghantis

fuck, imaging his pretty cute voice all needy and whining to be fucked has me weakkk

✩ xu minghao/the8 ✩

❥ slutty sub minghao - @mountainficss

playing with minghao's nipples until he's all sensitive i- kjvbfk

✩ kim mingyu ✩

❥ himbo puppy mingyu - @mountainficss

degrading and praising big dumb himbo puppy gyu?? aHHHHHH

❥ overstimulating sub!gyu - @sluttywonwoo

is mingyu whimpered at me, i'd fold immediately too

❥ chained up good boy!mingyu - @duhnova

obedient puppy boy mingyu save me plsssss

✩ lee seokmin/dokyeom ✩

❥ puppy seokmin - @mountainficss

cutie puppy hybrid who just wants his person so fucking bad arghhh s

❥ sub!seokmin - @hannieehaee

pliant lil seokminnie just wanting cunt so bad jkbks

✩ boo seungkwan ✩

❥ rough sex with sub seungkwan - @mountainficss

whining and begging?? meet his needs pls, the baby deserves it. but he's also a cute lil fuck toy, y'know? 🥰

✩ chwe hansol/vernon ✩

❥ his first time (virgin!vernon) - @sluttywonwoo

i adore the concept of soft hansol not wanting to cum so quickly gfdbkjns

❥ sub!vernon - @hannieehaee

playing with subby nonnie's cock and making him feel that good? yes pls :3

✩ lee chan/dino ✩

❥ cumming in his pants - @sluttywonwoo

fuck, i'm so in love with the idea of him priding himself on holding back...only to ruin his pants because it just feels so so so good~ poor baby wanted to cum in reader's cunt 😔

❥ sub! chan who's only comfort is your tits - @monamipencil

needy chan just needy for tiddies after a long day :((( (what a mood tho)

ames note: i made this solely because of alliteration (sub, svt, september) lol. i planned doing this about a month ago but i procrastinated lmao. so i quickly went through this so it is slightlllllyyyyyy late (sorry~). i hope y'all enjoy the filth ς(.-‿-)ఇ

[ihavethedreamies]

Always You | The8

Xu Minghao (The8 - Seventeen)

Word Count: ~2.4k

Pairing: Minghao x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Fluff, Slight Angst

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Jealousy

It is hinted that Jihoon/Woozi also likes the reader but nothing really happens there. Minghao gets jealous.

Author's Note: This was originally exactly 2000 words but after I edited and Beta-ed it, it got longer.

Enjoy!

I am cross-posting this on Archive and Wattpad. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other sites. Happy reading!

"Minghao, wait, my legs are significantly shorter than yours!" You called after him. He halted and turned back to you, watching you jog to catch up with him.

"Sorry." He gave you a smug smile and you glared at him. He always teased you for being short.

"Here, give me your bag." He held out his hand for your backpack, but you hesitated. He already was carrying his own, another bag with miscellaneous things, and the cooler with the food.

"I'm fine." You adjusted the straps, and he narrowed his eyes.

"You sure?"

"The bag isn't the problem, it’s because you're a freaking tree. A skinny tree, but still a tree." You shoved him playfully and then continued on down the sidewalk away from the parking lot. You two were supposed to be meeting a few of your friends for food and games. It was good to come to the park because it was big and open, and most people didn't care about the noise the boys would make. Even better was that not everyone was going to be there. Jihoon, Wonwoo, and Junhui either can control their volume or are just quiet anyway. Soonyoung, Mingyu and Seokmin however…

"So, uh, does Jihoon know you're coming?" Minghao asked out of the blue as you went up the stairs towards the river.

"I don't know, why?" You looked at him and he avoided your gaze.

"Just…wondering." You had a feeling why he was asking. While nothing official had happened, you two had been getting closer than most friends do. He even almost kissed you one night. Jihoon on the other hand had actually asked you out, but then treated it like a joke. You weren't completely dense, you knew he liked you, and that Minghao would get jealous sometimes. What neither of them knew though was that for about the last month or two, you were convinced that you were legitimately in love with Minghao. Your first love was actually your high school best friend, but when nothing ever came of that, and your heart kept getting stepped on, you decided to never like a friend again. You didn't know Jihoon nearly as well as Minghao, so it scared you a little less with him. Losing Minghao…not possible.

You two walked in silence the rest of the way, and when you caught sight of the rest of them, you braced yourself.

"MINGHAO! (Y/N)! We're over here!" Soonyoung shouted, jumping up and waving his arms.

"Kind of hard to miss the tiger shirt…" You muttered; the boy next to you huffed out a laugh. Mingyu was laying out a large picnic blanket while Wonwoo was getting food out from their cooler. Junhui and Seokmin were taking a bunch of games and toys out of several bags, honestly making a mess, probably looking for something specific. You snuck a glance at Jihoon who was sitting in a camping chair strumming his guitar.

"Hey, (Y/N)." He called out and you nodded politely. He stood up, placing his guitar to the side and took your backpack as you slipped it off. Casting a look to Minghao, he diverted his gaze quickly, setting the cooler and other bag near Seokmin.

"You get the Coke?" He asked, nodding over to the cooler.

"Of course." His question was a no brainer.

"Here, sit here." He moved the chair forward for you.

"I-I'm good." You waved him off and before he could insist you jogged over to where the two tallest were setting up the food.

"Oh!" You noticed a snack that you really liked and grabbed it. You didn't get to eat it too often because it was kind of hard to find, nowhere near your apartment ever had it.

"Yeah, Jihoon found it and bought it for you." Mingyu informed and you slowly put it down and helped Wonwoo to get the rest of the stuff.

"You good?" Wonwoo whispered next to you, and you nodded.

"I think." You glanced at Minghao and the man next to you glanced over there too.

"You ever gonna tell him?"

"I don't know." You replied. You had known Wonwoo the longest, he actually introduced you to everyone else. You met in college, both working at the library. He was a lot like you and had similar interests, but you both agreed you felt more like siblings.

"(Y/N)!" A voice called and you looked up at Junhui.

"Catch!" He shouted and you barely had time to react before you reached up to receive the incoming bottle. You almost fumbled it but recovered and looked at the drink. Once again, like the snack, it was one you really liked but was hard to find.

"Where'd you find this?" You shouted to him and someone closer answered.

"It was in the bottom of a fridge at the convenience store." Jihoon told you and you snapped your head to look at him. How did he learn all of your favorites, let alone remember them?

"How did you-" You began, and he just shrugged, giving you a smirk. Twiddling the drink in your hands, you weren't sure how to feel. It was really sweet, but… Looking at Minghao again, he was pretending to be preoccupied with filling the Nerf guns with the foam bullets.

"(Y/N)!" You were tackled by a Soonyoung.

"Gah, what!?" You tried to shove him off of you, but he wrapped himself around you instead.

"Thank you!" He repeated several times. His favorite kimchi was from a place near where your parents lived, and you had brought him a big jug of it.

"Yah! Kwon Soonyoung!" Jihoon scolded him, slapping him hard on the back and yanking him off of you. You quickly stood and fled, running to the safety of Minghao. Hiding behind him, you crouched down next to him and peered around him at the shorter guy wailing on the other one.

"You really like those snacks he got you…" The boy next to you muttered and you looked away from the carnage to see his small grimace.

"It’s not because he's the one that got them." You replied and he shrugged. Instantly feeling bad, you wanted to say something to him, but were not sure what to say or how.

"Okay! Let's eat and then we can run around and scream." Junhui announced, carrying the drink cooled over to the middle of the blanket and you all sat to eat. You settled down next to Minghao and Seokmin sat on the other side of you. There was some fighting over the food, but you were able to calm down the nonsense before stuff started getting thrown. Despite Jihoon having bought you your favorite drink and snack, you kind of just ignored them. You could eat them later; you really didn't want to make Minghao feel worse. For some reason, guilt was building up faster and faster, you really just wanted to let everything out. Glancing at Minghao, you noticed he had a bit of food on his cheek, so you bunched up your sleeve to reach up and swipe it off. He froze and no one else seemed to notice. Peering at you, he wiped at the spot with his hand himself and shot you a shy smile. Listening to the ridiculous argument going on between the rest of them, you readjusted your position and leaned against Minghao. You could see Jihoon's eyes flash over to you and you focused intently on Mingyu despite not really understanding what was coming out of his mouth. Lost in your own thoughts, everyone else finished and decided to start the games.

"What do you wanna play first, (Y/N)?" Mingyu asked and you thought for a second, looking behind you at all the toys laid out.

You ended up playing a game similar to capture the flag, but it was more like the game on Fall Guys where you have to steal the tail. Everyone split up into twos and put on the flag belt, the single yellow flag snapped onto Junhui's belt. You were teamed up with Wonwoo, Minghao was with Jun, Seokmin and Soonyoung (the loudest possible combination), and finally Mingyu with Jihoon. When Jihoon called for it to start you ran at Jun, Wonwoo blocking Soonyoung from tackling you. You reached out, yoinking the yellow flag from his belt and running away cackling. The magnet on the flag attached to the one on your belt as you ran. Using the zig-zag maneuver, you avoided Minghao trying to get it back. Suddenly, you were up in the air and with a yelp you realized Mingyu had slung you over his shoulder.

"I have the flag!" He cheered.

"No, you don't she does still!" Seokmin protested and you tried to wiggle off and his hand came to your butt to hold you in place. You yelped and smacked him, and he apologized, moving his hand but not letting you go.

"Kim Mingyu, put me down!" You shouted and the alarm went off stating the round was over.

"We won!" Mingyu cheered and there was a great deal of protest, and he let you down finally when Jihoon prompted him to. The shorter one's arm wrapped around you, plucking the flag from your belt with him being much too close. Your face warmed, but it was more from embarrassment that Minghao was watching like he was. You chuckled nervously and backed up, suggesting you move on to a different game. As the day continued you played many different things; shot each other with nerf guns, tossed a frisbee with the hidden intent of actually hitting someone, chicken fights. Rackets for badminton were brought but no one thought to bring shuttlecocks. Soonyoung wanted to have a water balloon fight, but it was not quite the weather for that. Mingyu had an idea to have a race but one person had to carry the other…So, you ended up on his shoulders. You weren't quite sure about this, and you would have felt much safer on his back, but he insisted. Wonwoo ended up with Minghao on his back, Seokmin carried Junhui and Jihoon had to team up with Soonyoung.

"Can I please get on your back?" You asked him and Mingyu insisted he wanted to do it this way; that way it was actually harder than just running on his own. Looking over at Minghao next to you, he seemed still a little cranky and wouldn't look at you. When it was called for everyone to run, you clenched your thighs and dug your fingers into the fabric of his shirt at the shoulders and he took off. You tried not to scream as he ran and you hoped this was the craziest idea of the day.

It was not the craziest idea. Somehow you ended up in the center of a monkey in the middle game. You guys played kick the can, but the can was full, then they would play rock-paper-scissors and the loser had to open it in their face. That was sticky. They wanted you to play the game with them where they hold onto each other's  and try to pull everyone apart; you decided to just watch that one. A game of tag broke out, but no one was declared it so everyone was just running around. The worst was prevented though when Soonyoung suggested fishing in the river BY HAND. Everyone else shot that one down. By the time the sun was starting to set, you were lying under a tree trying to catch your breath. You had taken your sweatshirt off a long time ago, tying it around your waist, the grass tickling your bare arms. You heard someone sit down next to you, your eyes were closed to prevent the sun from getting in them. You tried not to flinch when the person brushed some hair off your face.

"You tired?" Jihoon's voice didn't surprise you too much. You opened your eyes and turned to see him looking softly down at you.

"I would be more concerned if I wasn't." You told him and brought your head up some to watch Seokmin try to catch a frog and failing. They had so much energy. Resting your head back again, you just reveled in the rest and soon a third person wandered up.

"You need to go after him, he's leaving." Wonwoo whispered to you, and you shot up to see Minghao storming away and Junhui calling after him.

"Is he okay?" Jihoon asked and you stood up and took off after him.

"(Y/N)!" He called after you himself and you flew past the rest of them. He was already at the bottom of the stairs and heading toward the parking lot.

"Minghao!" You shouted and you know he heard you, but he didn't stop.

"Hey, wait!" You tried not to trip down the stairs and kept going.

"Xu Minghao!" Reaching for his hand, he turned to you aggressively and the look on his face took you aback.

"What? Shouldn't you be flirting with Jihoon?"

"What are you talking about? He keeps approaching me! There's nothing going on there!" You motioned behind you vaguely.

"Really? He sure thinks there is."

"What do you mean?"

"Soonyoung told me he asked you out."

"Yes. But it was a joke."

"Was it?"

"Look, either way, nothing actually happened. Yes, he bought me those things I like, but that doesn't mean we are dating-"

"Do you want to though?"

"What?"

"Go out with Jihoon?"

"No! I don't. He's not-" You didn't get to finish since he stepped closer to you and cut you off. He was so close you had to tilt your head back to even see his face.

"He's not what?"

"He's…he's not you." You finally breathed out and his eyes softened, his hand came up to cup the back of your head. Your breath hitched and you expected a soft kiss, a hug, but he bent down and crashed his lips on yours. You gasped at the emotion behind the act, your eyes welling up with tears. His other hand pulled you closer by the small of your back; you dug your fingers in the fabric of his shirt at his sides. When he pulled back you whined, and he chuckled. You were already standing so close, but he hugged you closer and held him as tight as you could.

"It’s always been you."

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[tyongf-nct]

☆ fantasy - reader x chae hyungwon x xu minghao smut (1k) ☆

I posted a poll about a dream I had about a threesome. I decided to jump on it and insert two kpop idols after you all voted that I write it! From Monsta X I chose Hyungwon and from Seventeen, Minghao. They are my respective biases and I am self-serving, so to my fellow hyungwon and minghao girlies--you're welcome lmao

**I'm putting an extra warning here. This is VERY dirty! Don't read if you don't want to see anything mentioned in the tags!**

dynamic: fem!reader x chae hyungwon x xu minghao

warnings/tags: smut, threesome, established relationship (reader x hyungwon), vaginal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving/giving), idol x idol interaction, idol x reader interaction, making out, lots of saliva, snowballing, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex

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Hyungwon knew you had a crush on Minghao and never failed to tease you about it. You had been dating Hyungwon for quite some time and the three of you were close friends. The sex with Hyungwon was already mind-blowing, but when he suggested inviting Minghao into your bed, you couldn't resist the temptation. Hyungwon had a giant cock and a skilled, dirty mouth, so adding the beautiful and graceful Minghao, with his smooth confidence and nimble fingers made for a leg-shaking session.

It began with Hyungwon eating and fucking you like usual, filling you up and bringing you so close to the edge but never quite letting you slip over. Minghao was apprehensive at first, keeping to himself to observe as he touched himself with a slicked hand and flushed cheeks. Minghao cursed under his breath as you and Hyungwon moaned, gripping one another tightly as if you couldn't bear to let the other go. Passion was intertwined with the sex you two had, but the true intensity began once Minghao joined in. He was underneath you with your back to him, holding your legs with long fingers as Hyungwon fucked into you roughly.

You could feel Minghao's hard cock pressing against your ass but Hyungwon was feral, bucking wildly into you as he cursed endlessly. Hyungwon leaned over you loomingly to bite at your neck and nibble down you chest until he reached your breasts, sucking each of your nipples into his hot, wet mouth one at a time.

“You like that?” He never seemed to shut up. “You like being filled up and fucked so well?”

Of course I fucking like it, you thought to yourself. You were a moaning, drooling mess. At some point the two men switched places so that Minghao was on his stomach between your legs to eat you out as Hyungwon gripped your chest and whispered his dirty observations into your ear. Minghao's tongue was like the devil, evil but perfectly tempting.

Hyungwon's dick slipped down between your legs as Minghao continued to lick and suck at your center. You could see Hyungwon's tip poling through right by Minghao's lips. To your horror--and complete pleasure--Minghao smirked with dangerous eyes before leaning in and sucking Hyungwon's cock into his mouth.

You moaned so loudly you felt the vibrations in your chest, alternating between gasping for air and cursing up a storm at the intoxicating sight. Minghao switched between swallowing Hyungwon's thick length and licking long stripes up your core.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Hyungwon groaned tightly as he started to slide his cock up and down your lips, rubbing against your hole and clit as Minghao held his lips open to lick feverishly at the both of you.

The sound of spit and your wetness echoed throughout the room and you felt your body tense as the two men pulled a shaking orgasm from you. You thrashed on the sheets as they groaned, allowing you to calm down before switching positions once again.

Several moments later, you were back to being fucked by Hyungwon with Minghao under you, this time as you faced Minghao. Your breasts bounced with the effort of Hyungwon slamming into you, his balls slapping against your clit and his big hands placed on either side of Minghao's head resting on the pillow. You held onto Minghao's shoulders desperately as you kissed sloppily. Every so often, Hyungwon would grip your chin roughly to kiss you--though it was less a kiss and more so him shoving his tongue into your mouth.

“You feel so fucking good,” you cried. Hyungwon smiled wryly and you felt Minghao shudder beneath you.

There was so much saliva between the three of you that it was dripping down off your chins and down your necks. Once you had been pushed through one more slow orgasm, Hyungwon slipped out of you to let Minghao slide in with ease. You cried out, clenching around the new feeling of Minghao's cock inside your wet and open hole.

Hyungwon gripped your hair to hold your face away and leaned down suddenly to kiss Minghao, much to your utter shock and delight. Watching your boyfriend and friend kiss with a new kind of fever brought about an intense, desperate hotness you hadn't felt before. Hyungwon pulled himself off of Minghao to kiss you next, then you and Minghao’s lips met. It continued like that, the three of you switching between one another until Minghao groaned that he was close.

"I want to swallow every drop of your come," you gasped, shivering at the almost animalistic growl Hyungwon let out as he yanked you off Minghao's cock and pulled you down the bed. He stopped once you faced Minghao's cock, mouth watering at the beautiful dick covered in your own arousal.

You quickly swallowed it until you gagged around him, Minghao voicing a quiet warning to be careful but sighing with pleasure nonetheless. You loved the sensation of being filled, so you continued to suck until you choked. Minghao's deep moans turned to slightly higher-pitched whines, his smooth hands sliding through the strands of your hair as he gripped your skull, fucking up into your hot, wet mouth as he spilled his seed.

"Don't swallow," he gasped, and you knew what his warning implied. You kept the come in your mouth obediently, crawling up his body until your lips were merely inches from his.

"Say ah," he commaded with that honey-sweet tone. You shivered, sharp pleasure wringing your gut as you opened your mouth to spit Minghao's own come into his mouth. All three of you moaned, Hyungwon's hands gripping your ass so hard you were sure there would be bruises there tomorrow. Minghao sloppily passed a slick combination of saliva and come between the two of you, and after a few rounds you finally swallowed the proof of his orgasm.

It wasn’t long until Hyungwon was spilling his own seed inside you, the warm come filling you up as you and Minghao watched with blown pupils. Heavy panting filled the quiet of the room as the three of you recovered; sweat, come, and saliva creating stickiness on your skin. After cleaning up and wiping your sore center gingerly, you settled into the two men and basked in the warm comfort of an occupied bed.

[wannabegwenstacy]

Eden's Favorite Seventeen Fics Navigation

Updated: 5/2/2023 - see authors note

A/N: hey friends! an era has come to an end..I started a Fic Recs Blog [@secretgwenstacy] so from now on I will be reblogging posts over there! I will have this master post and all my other fic recs posts linked in my navigation on this account and over on that blog.

the reason I have decided to make this move is for the sake of the authors of the fics I love and also its just gonna be easier for me. Tumblr runs off of reblogs; sadly the algorithm doesn't prioritize likes or even comments so reblogging is the best way to help out writers on this site/app. Please follow my side blog!! [@secretgwenstacy] I will be reblogging fics for groups like The Boyz, Ateez, Seventeen, and BTS periodically. Thank you for Reading this note and following if you so graciously did! :) xoxo Eden

A/N: Only Reader Insert Tumblr fics are on here at the moment. Sorry I'm a baby carat, I got a lot of catching up to do. Also, I don't have a lot of fics linked yet. :( Will continue reading and updating periodically.

About me to understand what's going to be on here: I am OT13. I do enjoy smut but don't think it is necessary to FF. Overall I just want a well-crafted plot that makes sense. I read for entertainment & to escape. But I still need some form of realism (just me personally) to follow the trail of events. 

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Look for the reader insert fic you want at DiverseInsertKNet with links organized by Group Names N through S below. This list will regularly add groups and idols as more stories are reblogged to the network. Entries without a link are currently in the queue and waiting to be published. Desktop/web browser users- the original version of this post on DiverseInsertKNet will always be the most up to date.

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[satoruvt]

bed of roses, cherries by your side

pairing → xu minghao x reader

word count → 952

genre → fluff!! flower shop au hehe ↳ tags: florist minghao, like... pining. a lot of pining, established relationship, minghao’s whipped </3, i have very little to say cuz this whole thing is just u nd minghao bein in love

song inspo → sound_am326 by tk from ling tosite sigure (title comes from let go by galimatias, who is a very minghao artist in my opinion)

warnings → i mention schoolwork a few times but thats it <3

a/n → SURPRISE @mikwrites​ THE FLOWER SHOP AU WAS FOR U!!!!! HAHAHA happy birthday!!!!! i know you tend to not like ur birthdays so i hope this gives you a little bit of comfort <33 love u so much mik!!!!

It’s such a simple story, Minghao thinks.

Slow, too. Gentle in nature. He still remembers, vivid, the first day you came into the shop. How you looked at him when you asked for the right flower arrangement for celebrating a birthday, how he managed to respond despite the sudden lurch of his heart to his throat. So simple, the way you smiled as you paid and left, and Minghao let himself feel the disappointment that comes with not saying anything when you want to. All he could do is hope you would come in again.

And you did, asking for something to make your home a little less gloomy in the newfound winter. Then you came in again, after that. And after that. And after that.

Simple, how eventually the two of you just knew each other. You were friends - exchanged numbers, sent a few texts. Some days, if you had time, you dropped by on your way home and talked for a while. And then you brought in some of your friends and Minghao introduced you to some of his and everything sort of fell into place after that.

(If you ask Minghao, he’ll say it was meant to happen, that simple, slow, languid transition from friends to lovers. The way he started to notice the shift in your eyes when you looked at him and how you’d stay at the shop for longer and longer each time you came by.)

And things have been something akin to beautiful ever since.

Most days you stop by the shop after your last class gets out, spend the remaining time it’s open working in the back room so you and Minghao can go home together, maybe stop for dinner. A way to stay connected. Today is no different, surface level, but there’s something…

He knows you’ve been stressed recently. Finals are coming up and you’re crammed with information to study and hopefully memorize, spending as much time as you can reading through textbooks and study guides when you usually would be spending it with Minghao. And he’s not really upset - this is important for you and he knows that. But it leaves space for him to worry about whether or not you’re overworking yourself.

Minghao finishes helping the final customer of the day before walking to the front window and turning the sign over so it displays closed to the outside world. The sky is dressed in a flattering gold, orange light dressing the inside of the shop, ghosting over flowers and plants Minghao’s grown more than familiar with.

“Ready to go?” He asks you when he gets to the back room, watching as you stop writing to cringe. 

“Um… fifteen minutes?” You ask, looking up at him with an apologetic smile. “I want to finish this chapter.”

Minghao nods, presses a swift kiss to the top of your head from across the small table. He can work on some of his own things while you finish up - plans for arrangements, check up on a few flowers that have been struggling recently. He finds his phone and headphones (so he doesn’t disturb you) and gets to work, sketching out an arrangement for a wedding coming up.

Eventually, however, his eyes drift to you.

(They always do.)

You’re reading a chapter in a textbook. Taking notes. Scribbling down a quick drawing mirrored in the textbook, then back to scanning the page. You’re not doing anything extraordinary - you do this every day - but maybe… maybe it’s the flowers around you. Flowers Minghao has spent his entire life learning to love next to someone he didn’t have to learn to love at all. They’re kept back here because they’re a little less than perfect (petals shriveled, buds too small) but he treasures them regardless. And you’re in the middle of them, working as usual. And Minghao can’t look away.

Your mouth moves as you look back up at him, and Minghao quickly takes out an earbud, wax pencil sitting forgotten on the table. Music still plays, but he barely pays attention. “What?”

“I said,” you emphasize with a small grin, “I’m not gonna be able to work if you keep looking at me like that.”

He’s only a little shy, not bothering to hide his smile. “Sorry, love.”

You squint a little at him, tapping the back of your pencil on your textbook a few times. “Something going on in that head of yours?” You ask, and Minghao hums, picking up his pencil and going over some already-drawn lines as he pretends to think.

“A really good song is playing,” he tells you. It’s not entirely false, but he thinks both of you know what he really means. His eyes flicker to yours and he’s sure you probably know everything he’d do for you, because you’ve got the same look in your eyes that he does in his. The same look that only comes out when he sees you.

There’s something tender in the way you mark the page you’re on before closing your book and packing it into your bag. Sweet, when you don’t have to say anything and Minghao finishes the details on the arrangement to work on tomorrow and starts to clean up. Simple, as you wait for him by the door, patient and kind.

“Ready to go?” Minghao asks for the second time, after he’s put his apron away and grabbed the keys to lock up.

You smile up at him. “Yeah, let’s get out of here. I’m hungry.”

The two of you leave the shop and start walking to your favorite restaurant, and Minghao’s not sure he’ll ever get used to the feeling of your hand in his. He hopes he never does.

[seventeenmafiaau]

Performance unit reaction - When they find out their S/O was meant to be a spy for them

Type: requested

Genre: angsty (?)

Soonyoung:

Soonyoung would be really upset. He would be like a hurt puppy, he still loves you but he becomes very cautious of you. He stops talking about his work and you’re no longer allowed to see any of the members. Even when he finds out that you betrayed your gang for him, nothing can take it back.

Minghao:

As the spy of the group, you didn’t get away with it for long. He was surprised he didn’t know at first, but he narrows it down to blinded by love. Minghao doesn’t really change anything but having you close to him all the time. He knows that if he broke up with you, you could easily go back to your gang. Minghao also couldn’t bare the pain if he ever let you go.

Jun:

Jun honestly wouldn’t be surprised. He’s had people date him before just to sweeten the deal. At first he was weary of that, but you hadn’t made any hints as to wanting anything and ever since you both got together, you’ve been joined at the hip. Jun doesn’t see a problem and he’s not going to judge you for your past, as long as you don’t turn on him.

Chan:

Chan would go to one of the boys for help. He would most likely go to Jihoon after finding out, where Jihoon would help him out. Once they’re both assured you weren’t like that anymore, they both calmed down. Chan would be a little naive with it and nothing much would change, except Jihoon tracking you often to see where you were.

[burningupp-reblogs]

no bc I can't WAIT for the next part of this 😵‍💫 this hao absolutely fucks me up

Kinktober '23: Body Modification | Xu Minghao

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Xu Minghao x Reader

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), Kinktober 2023

Summary: A drunken confession to your best friends leads to you getting a tattoo from the prettiest man you've ever seen, and a loud mouthed best friend gets you a little more than you bargained for

WC: 3.5k (I literally don't know how this happened)

Warnings: tattoos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, fingering, oral (reader receiving), Minghao has several piercings (including a tongue piercing), slight degradation if you squint?, Minghao is bold and loves eating pussy, mentions of marking

A/N: Yeahhhhh there's gonna be a part two to this because when I tell you that this was just supposed to be the opening to the real idea I had...and then it got long and well overdue so forgive me for that heh

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You did stupid things when you were drunk, this wasn't new information for you. And yet somehow you always gave in when your friends asked you to come out with them. You were beginning to rethink that now as you sat in the waiting area of a tattoo parlor, fidgeting hands clasped in your lap.

It was a dumb slip up after mentioning that you'd always wanted to get a tattoo. Your friends got all excited, insisting that you had to do it, that you'd look so hot with a tattoo, that you needed to step out of your comfort zone or you'd end up becoming an old hermit who never did anything but sit in your house and watch dramas. The last one stung a bit, you had to admit. But the real nail in the coffin was Mingyu announcing that he'd texted his tattoo artist about setting up an appointment.

And see, it wasn't that you were afraid, you were just...unsure about making the life-long commitment that came with getting some random man's art printed on your body forever. Especially when it was going to hurt the whole time. You were about a second away from just chickening out all together, turning tail and leaving the shop when your name was called. You looked up, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. It was just the receptionist, bleach blonde hair with the longest legs you'd ever seen. He smiled, and it put you a little bit at ease. After all, he'd been nothing but sweet when checking you out.

"Minghao should be just about ready. I'll walk you back." He said. You nodded, getting up to follow him back as you nervously fiddled with the hem of the skirt you wore. Easy access, Mingyu had said. "To your thigh for the tattoo!" He'd added after a solid smack to his arm from Wonwoo.

You tugged it a little lower. Maybe it had been a bad choice to get a tattoo in a place that would leave so much of you exposed to a complete stranger. You didn't have time to overthink it because the man in front of you slowed to a stop, knocking on the door in front of him before swinging it open.

The inside wasn't exactly what you'd been expecting, there were a few plants carefully placed around the room, and the music that was playing was nothing like the intense atmosphere you'd been picturing. There were pictures hung up over near a small desk, grinning faces and dorky images of a group of friends goofing around in various settings, and a stuffed frog sitting in the corner of the desk with a miniature birthday had strapped to his head. You smiled.

But the most unexpected part had to be the man sitting on a rolling stool in front of a tray of only slightly intimidating materials. He was breathtaking. Dark hair swooped in front of his face where he was leaned over, and you could see the glint of metal speared through his eyebrow. He was long and lithe, one arm covered entirely in absolutely beautiful tattoos that spiraled and swirled against his tanned skin.

"You must be Y/N." He said, finally looking up from what he was doing and taking the black gloves off of his hands. He stood, shaking out his hair and letting it frame the most beautiful brown eyes you'd ever seen. How the fuck had Mingyu never mentioned that his tattoo artist was a walking wet dream?

"Yeah. Yup that's me. Minghao?" You guessed, shifting your weight to try and relieve the tension that was now tightening through your body. He nodded again. His smile was merely a polite curl of his lips before he turned to the other man still lingering to make sure the both of you were good.

"You know, you're supposed to wait for an answer when you knock on a door." He said, and you saw the teasing glint in his eye as the blonde rolled his eyes and muttered something about Minghao being behind schedule and trying to save his reviews. "Thank you, Jun. We're good here. Right?"

He looked at you and you nearly shivered, but you managed a nod and a tight smile.

"Yeah. Good." You agreed. Jun seemed more than satisfied with that, telling Minghao to grab him if he was needed.

"Hop up here, get comfy." Minghao said, motioning towards the leather seat. You carefully settled yourself into it, letting your legs stretch out and your head tip back against the headrest. You could feel your heart hammering all the way in your stomach, nerves beginning to overtake any coherent thoughts that had been in your mind before. "Nervous? Mingyu said you might be. But I promise you're in good hands."

You laughed weakly.

"Yeah I didn't exactly expect to do this. But my friends didn't give me a chance to argue. So here I am." You said.

Minghao turned to face you again, brow furrowed for a moment.

"You can back out if you want. I won't charge or anything for the appointment. I don't want you to decide to do this just because you were pressured into it. And I can tell Mingyu off if you want me to. Could be fun." He said. Your stomach fluttered at the genuine tone of his voice. Still you shook your head.

"I can't, they'd never let me live it down. And I really do want the tattoo. I have for ages. I'm just kinda scared. Never been good at commitment." You joked. And, thankfully, Minghao laughed quietly at your comment.

"Okay, might as well get it over with, then. Which leg are we doing?" He asked, and you patted the one you'd planned out. He nodded, rolling himself into place and bringing the tray over where he needed it. He was relaxed as he explained the plan.

"Okay, can I touch you?" He asked, his hand hovering above your thigh and you swore you could feel the want burning you from the inside out. You nodded again, and he smoothed his hand carefully over your leg, up your thigh until he was stopped by the hem of your skirt. "Gonna move this, okay? Tell me if you're uncomfortable."

He pushed your skirt up, guiding you to move a little bit so he had better access to the spot he needed to get at. Once your upper thigh was exposed, he laid the stencil he'd made over your skin.

"You gotta tell me exactly where you want it. This is the part where we can change things up. But once I start inking there's no going back, yeah?" He looked up, eyes dark and intense.

"Understood." You said. "A little bit higher, I think? And just a little to the- yeah, right there." You said finally, and he hummed. You brought your hands back, putting as much distance between the two of you as possible while he was laying the stencil out onto your leg.

The process of him preparing the tattoo gun was terrible, anxiety flooding through you as if you would drown in it. The buzzing made you jump, and you barely caught the flash of amusement that flicked across his face.

"Alright, we're gonna get started now. It's gonna hurt a little, but I know that you can take it. Just a little pinch. And if you want to take a breather, just let me know, okay? I'm here for you, so don't feel pressured to power through." He said. You swallowed and agreed quietly. You watched as he started up. The pain wasn't as bad as you'd imagine, though it was taking a lot of focus for you not to flinch away from the particularly bad stings.

It was mostly quiet as he worked, occasionally interrupted by one of you asking the other a question or commenting on the music that was playing. He had good taste, you learned, you had similar music tastes. He'd been tattooing since he finished school, and he'd done some of his own as well. And he had more tattoos than you could count on one hand. You could see the several on each ear, the one in his eyebrow, one in his nose, and the one that adorned his tongue (which you tried really really hard not to stare at when he spoke), but you couldn't see the others and you'd be lying if you said your mind wasn't racing at the idea of him having his nipples pierced.

"We're halfway done," He said finally, "You're doing fucking amazing, knew you'd be perfect for me." He said, wiping over the spot he'd finished. You tipped your head back, stifling a tiny whimper at the way he talked to you and trying not to let your thighs clench. You cleared your throat before looking down at the work he'd done.

"Woah," You said softly. He sat back, a proud look flickered in his eye as you examined his work, dark ink swirling into the shape of a cherry tree branch in full blossom arching just below your bikini line. "It's amazing. I can't believe it."

"Glad you like it. Do you want a snack? Something to drink?" He asked, taking a moment to stretch. You admired him as he did, the lean muscles that flexed in his arms.

"Uh, some water would be nice." You admitted, and he got up, striding to the mini fridge to pass you a water and grabbing his own iced tea. While the both of you took a little break, you pulled out your phone, sending the group chat between you and your friends a series of scathing, vicious texts berating Mingyu for not giving you some sort of heads up about how sexy your tattoo artist was.

The rest of the appointment went smoothly, something you were eternally grateful for considering the very precarious situation you were put in. You had completely soaked through your panties, you had no doubt, and if you moved just right you were sure that Minghao would be able to see the wet patch from where he was working. Hell, his knuckles were a few inches away from it, and you kept imagining what would happen if he moved just a little closer. If he touched you where you really wanted him to instead of just the spot on your thigh that he was very professionally focused on.

The session had ended with him wrapping the tattoo up carefully and giving you an instruction packet on how to care for it and his card. You eyed his personal number that was printed at the bottom for a moment before slipping it into your wallet.

"I want you to come back in about 5 or 6 weeks so I can make sure it's healed okay and see if it needs any touching up, okay?" He said, reaching a hand out to help you up. You took it, letting him pull your weight up easily and then letting it drop to smooth over the fabric of your skirt as if that would iron out the flustered energy that you were filling the room with.

"Okay, yeah. I'll see you then. Thank you for everything, you're amazing." You said. Minghao grinned then, his tongue poking out to play with the metal bar running through it for a moment before he pulled it back.

"Anything for you. I look forward to seeing you next time."

You made your follow up appointment on the way out, Jun giving you a mischievous smile as you said goodbye.

After that, you spent a truly humiliating amount of time thinking about Minghao. First when you got home and your hand found it's way between your legs to deal with the mess you'd made there, then again every time you'd peek at the mark he'd left on your skin, something even deeper than any mark you'd ever taken before, and you could only imagine how delusional you could become if you let yourself.

Every day proved a challenge as you watched it heal, cleaning it carefully just like he'd instructed and admiring the art you'd become a canvas for. It was everything you'd wanted it to be and you were endlessly amazed that anyone had the skill to make dreams come to life. Although if it was Xu Minghao, you supposed that it made sense.

The weeks passed slowly, and while you never forgot about Minghao, the constant knowledge of how easily he got you worked up with a few innocent words and the press of his hands against your thigh faded to the back of your mind. Work took precedence, and spending times with your friends who you did not in face throttle for sending you in blind. All in all, your life seemed to have moved on.

But as you returned several weeks later for the follow up you'd scheduled, it all came rushing back. The reminder that Minghao would be seeing you, that maybe he'd touch you, that he'd be so focused and so kind, it hung heavy over your head and settled as a warmth in your core.

It wasn't Jun manning the desk this time, instead some mildly intimidating woman that you didn't know who walked you back and knocked on Minghao's door. She waited until it opened, an agonizing few seconds before he was in your sight, and the moment you saw him it all came rushing back. Your body felt like it was overheating, and you didn't miss the deliberate, slow way his eyes scanned you up and down. He tipped his head, reaching up to mess with his hair.

"Y/N. Welcome back. Did you miss me?" He was teasing you, and your laugh was breathless and nervous as you smiled.

"Course I did. Why else would I come back?" You asked. And for a brief moment you considered getting a whole lot more tattoos if it meant getting closer to him, spending more time bantering and learning the parts of himself that he didn't reveal right away. Hell, you might even be convinced to ask him to pierce you somewhere.

"Come in, I've got it from here, Chaer." He said, a hand on the small of your back guiding you into the room and closing the door fully behind you. He hadn't done that last time, leaving it just a little bit ajar in case anything was needed. The new vulnerability that being shut in a room with him brought made you a little nervous.

Minghao took a moment to get prepared, settling down on his stool and gesturing for you to get comfortable in the same spot you'd been in before.

"So, how's she looking? Do you like it?" He asked, motioning to the barely visible ink poking out from under your skirt - a different one than before, one that made you feel a little more confident. You beamed.

"It's perfect. I think it's all healed up." You pulled your skirt up with a load more confidence than you had before, and you heard Minghao take in a small breath, his lips pressed into a thin line for a moment before he was reaching out to touch you. He wasn't wearing gloves this time, just brushing his bare fingertip along the edge of the art.

"Look at you. It looks great, healed perfectly. You must be a good listener." He said, tipping his head up to look at you, and the darkness in his eyes made you shiver as you nodded slowly.

"I like being good. Have to take instructions well." You said softly, and you saw Minghao swallow. God you wanted him so goddamn badly. He squeezed your thigh.

"Don't close them." He said, startling you a little as he took the first step across the line. Had you been clenching them? You hadn't even noticed, too distracted by the hungry look in his eye and the throbbing between your legs. "I saw the way you looked at me last time. Mingyu said you think I'm hot. Called me a walking wet dream, is that right?"

You swallowed as his hand slid towards the inside of your thigh, pulling them wider apart. He watched you intently as your head tipped back, breath coming out as a shaky gasp for a moment before you were looking back at him. He tipped his head, clearly still waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, that's what I said." You answered, barely above a whisper. But even so, with just the two of you in the room and the music so quiet in the background, it echoed in your ears. He chuckled, lips curling just a little, and you damn near whined his name. "He wasn't supposed to tell you that."

"What? Like I couldn't see you getting all wet for me last time. Practically had your skirt hiked up around your hips. Took fucking everything in me not to touch you." He admitted, slowly pushing at your skirt to get it out of his way. "But you'll let me touch this time, right? Make you feel good. Gonna take such good care of you."

You nodded, a needy whine slipping past your lips. Minghao tutted, mumbling for you to use your words. You huffed, and he gave you a warning squeeze to your thigh, blunt nails digging into the soft flesh there

"Please, Hao. Want you to touch me." You gave in, and he gave an approving nod before pushing your thighs apart and knocking your skirt easily out of the way. How long fingers found the edge for your panties, teasing along them before slipping under the flimsy fabric to feel your dripping folds. He was slow as he dragged his fingers through the mess he'd coaxed out of you, coating his fingers in your arousal before pulling them away to slide your panties down your legs.

With your lower half finally bare for him, he took a  moment to appreciate the sight, but only a singular moment. Then he was pushing your thighs apart and burying his tongue between your folds, lapping like a man starved at your arousal. The sudden feeling of him eating you out had you choking on a wail that you were certain anyone else in the building could hear, but he didn't seem bothered by the thought one bit. If anything he was spurred on, humming appreciatively as his lips wrapped around your clit.

You carded your fingers through his hair, revelling in the unfamiliar feeling of cool metal rolling against the underside of the bundle of nerves. He knew exactly how to utilize it, the perfect pressure dragging against your clit followed by light suckling that had your hips lifting up towards his mouth.

He slid a finger into you, never pulling his mouth away as he pumped it slowly into you. He was careful, experimental, desperately trying to find every spot that would draw out those pretty little sounds from your mouth. He slid a second finger inside, scissoring them open carefully and making you hiss.

"Hao, please." You nearly whined, hand tugging at the dark locks of his hair, not sure whether you meant to be pushing him away or pulling him closer. He hummed against your pussy, burying his tongue as deep as he could alongside his fingers, your clit bumping against his nose and making you bite down on the back of your hand to keep from wailing loud enough for the entire city block to hear.

Your orgasm crashed over you in waves, leaving your thighs trembling and your breath coming in quiet gasps. He kissed over your thighs, carefully lapping up the mess of spit and cum that had smeared on your skin, all the while running his fingertips over the ink he'd left on your skin. His phone buzzed on the table next to you, and he sat back, wiping the wetness on his chin away with the back of his hand and reaching to grab it. He read the message, lips curling into a small frown.

"I have a client that just scheduled for 15 minutes from now." He said, looking up at you with that same disappointed look. "I wasn't done with you yet."

His words make your lips part, a small, flustered laugh filling the quiet before you found your words.

"What time do you get out? We could grab some takeout and eat at my place. Finish this after?" You said. You sounded much more confident than you had anticipated, especially given that you had just been ravished by the man like you were a five course meal from a Michelin star restaurant. Minghao smiled even so, and the pale pink that tinted his cheeks made it hard to believe what he'd been doing only moments prior.

"Yeah, I'm off at 8. I'll see you then?" He asked. You nodded, making a mental note to thank Mingyu after you throttled him for spilling your secret boy talk. But maybe having a loudmouth best friend wasn't always bad.

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One Soul, One Heart

This series will include 12 part series for the members of Seventeen. Note that there are only 12, VerKwan will be a joint story (To You explains why).

Fallin' Flower

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S.Coups/Seungcheol:  All colors in the world got muted and dull Jeonghan:  On the palm of their hand has a counter of how many times they have passed each other. Joshua: Being next to soulmate heals injuries quickly and the injuries that the other gets will leave a scar that appears on the other soulmate’s body Junhui: Both have '5201314' tattooed on them, meaning 'I love you forever' in Chinese text slang Wonwoo: They each have a notebook where they can write back and forth to one another. They can’t give any personal identifiers, but can still communicate things about themselves. Hoshi/Soonyoung: Craves whatever type of food their soulmate is craving (salty food, sweet food, spicy, etc) and a timer Woozi/Jihoon: Countdown timer and the ability to feel soulmate's emotions. DK/Seokmin: Hearing the song the other has stuck in their head. Mingyu: Black and white tattoo that is assumed to bloom with color when he meets his soulmate (Possible change to this) The 8/Minghao: Can hear each other's thoughts in their head/can communicate telepathically. VerKwan: Countdown timers x2 Chan/Dino: Shared Talent and each other's zodiac constellation 'tattooed' on their skin.

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To You

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Synopsis: Minghao never really understood his kind much, much less their way of loving. Yet when he meets you, an annoying Qiongqi with no filter, he starts feeling things he'll never really understand.

Pairing: Xu Minghao x fem!reader Word Count: 3.3k words

Minghao was a dragon and, just like any other prideful dragon, he hoards stuff in his house. More specifically, two different kind of things that peaked his interest.

Tea and daggers.

One of his rooms, one of the larger ones, was filled with anything to do with tea. Tea leaves, tea cups and pots covered every spot in the room, cabinets high enough to match the ones in the royal library. Minghao always enjoyed flying to the top and see his collection, it made his heart fill with pride. One of the other rooms, one that was just a bit smaller, was filled with fancy daggers. Some he bought, others were stolen and some were taken off of his victims. Every single one was special to him.

And, just like every other dragon, Minghao knew his collection by heart.

So the missing dagger in his room was quickly missed, which made Minghao's blood boil to no extent. He began searching for it, but even after a few days he found nothing. He always returned empty handed and thus he was greatly disappointed in himself. Even his friends couldn't find anything, but Minghao appreciated their efforts nonetheless. He'd find it someday, he had too.

"I found it!" Junhui ran inside of his house, bumping into a table and sending a vase crashing to the ground. Minghao sighed, letting it go for now since he hated that vase with a passion, and instead he focused on what Junhui has just said. Junhui started to ramble, explaining that he saw the dagger on someone he met in the tavern. In an instant, Minghao ran out of the house before flying into the air and to the tavern once he was outside. When he landed, he didn't even bother to change back to his full human form and instead he remained as a half dragon. His wings neatly folded behind his back as he entered, looking around until he spotted you. You were sat at a table in the back, alone, and his dagger was laid on the table. You were staring at it, drink in hand as you poked the gem in the middle of the handle. Even when he saw all that, Minghao could not move from his spot. He could see what you were with ease.

Stripes covered your skin and ran through your hair, two little horns sticking out, a striped tail laid beside you and two large wings erupted from your back, things that indicated to one thing. You were a qiongqi, something that Minghao had never seen before in his life, even when his life was a short one compared to other dragons. It took him awhile to snap from his trance and back into his previous anger as he marched over, slamming his hand on the table. You looked up and Minghao felt a shiver go up his spine as he met your cold eyes. You raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for any kind of explanation for the interruption of your peaceful evening.

"Can I help you?" "Mine." Minghao spoke as he pointed at the dagger and you smirked, leaning forwards as you grabbed the dagger. In a second, the dagger settled right in between his finger and a bit too close to his skin.

"So you're the little dragon that lived there." You were teasing him, but Minghao wasn't sure if it was meant like a joke or to mock him. Slowly retreating his hand, Minghao sat down opposite of you. Your smirk dropped, an expression of annoyance taking over instead as you pulled the dagger from the table.

"So, what do you want?" You asked, leaning back in your seat before putting the dagger down in the middle of the table. Minghao wanted to reach out of it, but he held himself back as he noticed your hand lingering close by. Your nails looked sharp and Minghao knew well enough that they could pierce right through his scales, so he wouldn't want to try.

"I want my dagger back." He stated, although he felt like he lacked some confidence when he saw you smirk again. You raised your hand, flicking the dagger to make it spin before making it stop when the handle pointed at him. Raising your eyebrow, you waited for him to take it. Minghao waited a few seconds before reaching out, freezing when your hand wrapped around his wrist. He was pulled to you, the dagger dropping back on the table with a clang.

"You know, I happen to like dragon scales." You said, your other hands raking over his scales with your nails. Minghao's eyes widened before he tried to pull his arm back, to no avail of course. Your hand remained tightly wrapped around his wrist, smirk not disappearing from your face as you pulled on one of his scales. It didn't hurt him much, his scales were changing anyway and he'd grown new ones in a few days. Nonetheless, his pride was hurt more that he was losing to you in a way.

"Maybe an eye as well, I heard they're quite valuable after plucking it out." You raised the dagger again with your previously empty hand, raising it to Minghao's right eye and pushing him back until he couldn't anymore.

"What do you think?" It was then that you were interrupted by someone who just pushed down the dagger awkwardly, smiling at you innocently.

"Soonyoung-hyung, not the time." Minghao spoke, although his voice sounded a bit strained. Soonyoung didn't seem to care as he sat down next to his younger friend, leaning over the table before pointing at you.

"Tiger." And right then and there, you laughed. A genuine laugh that made Soonyoung smile and Minghao frown. His wrist was released and the dagger was placed next to his hand, making him frown even more.

"How are you, my dear brother?" You smiled at Soonyoung before turning to Minghao again, leaning forward on your elbows before sending a wink his way.

"Till next time, dragon boy." You then stood up and Soonyoung followed, happily chatting to you as you listened with a small smile. Minghao was left utterly confused and maybe a bit intrigued. Luckily for his mental health, it was quickly replaced with annoyance and he needn't worry about unfamiliar thoughts.

"We meet again, lizard." Minghao groaned out loud as he heard your voice, not expecting to ever see you again and especially at night. Yet here you were, sitting on his roof with a familiar dagger in hand. A different one from previously and it made Minghao see red once more.

"Do you always break in people's houses and steal stuff?" He asked and you pulled up one of your legs, leaning on it as you twirled the dagger around in your hand. You weren't smiling, instead you were just staring at him intensely. Your eyes glowed in the dark, the yellow glow was easily seen even without any other light around. Then you jumped down, landing with ease before making your way closer to him while still twirling around the dagger. You circled him, like a predator hunting its prey, and for once Minghao actually felt like he was prey instead of predator. You dragged the dagger against his wings and body before raising it to his neck and softly pressing it against his jugular vein.

"So, how about that scale?" You asked before lowering the dagger, letting it rest on his arm. Then you dug it under one of the scales and pushing it outwards, which caused one of the scales to drop to the ground. You picked it up, circling around again until you stood in front of Minghao. You held the scale up, smiling at the bright red scale before looking back at Minghao.

"It'll grow back soon, so I hope you don't mind." You stated before sauntering off after putting the scale away. Minghao watched your figure before looking at his arm, watching the spot where his scale was before.

He realized only later that you had also taken his dagger with you...

Minghao glared at you as you talked to Soonyoung, more particularly the object that was hanging from a cord around your neck. A scale, his scale. It looked as bright as before, maybe even brighter than the ones that were visible on his arms. His tail and wings were twitching ever so slightly, mostly out of annoyance. The reason wasn't his scale...

Rather, the other ones that hung beside it.

Blue, green, purple and yellow scales hung on the cord along his. They looked like trophies, you were proudly displaying them at least, and you didn't seem to care much. Not even when you noticed Minghao's glaring. No, you just took a hold of his scale and sent a wink his way before continuing your conversation.

"You gave her a scale? You won't even give me one!" Seungkwan complained, angrily looking at Minghao and receiving a glare in return. Minghao mumbled that it wasn't given but rather taken, but Seungkwan didn't seem to hear him or had chosen to ignore it as he angrily pouted. Minghao rolled his eyes, focusing back on you before realizing that you were gone. So Minghao quickly checked his belt. Low and behold, his daggers were gone from their respective holsters.

"Looking for these?" Your voice rang from behind him and he felt a dagger rake against his horns, making the jewels on them jingle softly. Minghao's hand shot up, grabbing the dagger with an angry look thrown your ways. He didn't care much for the fact that he held the blade itself, blood seeping from the cut in his hand and down his sleeve. You looked a bit shocked, but let go of the handle anyway as you removed the shocked look on your face.

"I don't like your glare much, I prefer the look you had last night." You smirked at him as you watched the others on the table look at Minghao in shock, which in turn made Minghao's face pale slightly.

"Nothing happened!" He was shocked himself, getting up in a second to tell you off for lying in a way. You smiled, raising an eyebrow at him before pointing another one of his daggers at him.

"That's the one I like." And with that, you set off again with two of Minghao's daggers with you. Minghao swore he'd kill you the next time, he promised that he would.

He couldn't...

Something held him back, Minghao didn't know what it was. Even when he had caught you and won the fight, pining you to the ground with his claws ready to pierce through your neck. There was something that intrigued him when he saw you like this.

Your hair was sprawled around you like a halo, your arms pined above your head and held there by Minghao's hand, your wings spread out while your tail swished softly as you waited for him to strike. Your eyes were shut, only opening when nothing was happening for several minutes. You stared at him as he loomed over you, a position that you didn't think you'd be in on a monday morning in the middle of a field at all. Yet here you were, pinned down by a very good-looking dragon.

You could imagine situations to be in, so you couldn't really complain.

"Take them off." Minghao spoke without realizing, he didn't even want to say anything at all. He felt like he had no control over his body, his grip on your neck was slowly loosening. You frowned at him, wondering what he was talking about. Then your eyes widened.

"My clothes?!" Minghao's eyes widened as well as he jumped off of you in shock, looking at you like you just grew a second head.

"What? No!" He screamed back and you shrugged, leaning on your elbows. "What a pity." You replied before sitting up completely, making the scales around your neck fall over your shirt. You quickly caught his eyes darting to them, to which you held them up and asking if he meant them. Once again, he lost control of his own body and nodded. You ripped off the cord, letting the scales fall to the ground and Minghao frowned as his fell on the ground as well. You caught this as well, lifting it again and watching Minghao's expression morph into a happier and more relaxed one.

"You just want me to wear yours?" You asked and Minghao rolled his eyes, glad that he regained control over himself. You shrugged, putting it your mouth as you got up before putting grabbing another cord to put it on.

"Tada!" You swung it in front of Minghao before putting it around your neck, getting closer to him at the same time. You leaned closer to him, your nose touching his softly and making the man look at you in shock.

"Seems the dragon is possessive of me." You said and Minghao somehow agreed, not that he would tell you. He didn't know why he was like this, but he didn't like it as it made him feel weak. His eyes remained on yours, staring at you for a few seconds. You didn't look away either, so you just stared.

"Am I interrupting something..?" Junhui's voice appeared out of nowhere as both you and Minghao turned your heads in his directions, to which Junhui just smiled awkwardly.

"I'll leave." He waved before quickly running off and Minghao looked back at you with a glare. You just smirked at him, tapping his nose softly before winking and leaving. Minghao couldn't stop his disappointment nor could he stop his heart as it basically jumped out of his chest.

"You're in love." Mingyu didn't even look up from the food at his fingertips, he didn't need to. It was an easy guess, the symptoms that the dragon explained were much the same of his own for Hazel. Although it was obvious, Minghao didn't want to accept it. He barely knew you, he only met you a handful of times and none of those experiences weren't really fun for him.

"Dragons can bond with a person because they want them for their hoard. They don't have much control over it and it can happen more than once. It's a bit like Seungkwan's instant love thingy..." Wonwoo cut into the conversation, his comment making sense immediatley and making Minghao frown. Wonwoo looked up from his book, pulling his foot out of the sunlight before looking at Minghao again.

"You didn't know that?" When Minghao shook his head, Wonwoo awkwardly looked at the book he held before laying it on the ground and kicking it to Minghao.

"Do you want me to close the curtains?" Minghao asked as he picked up the book and Wonwoo nodded, waiting until the sunlight was blocked off. He stretched out his legs, glad that he could after sitting in the corner of the room to avoid sunlight. The book in Minghao's hands was quickly opened again, reading the sentences on what Wonwoo had just explained. Low and behold, everything said was making Minghao's feelings feel valid in a way. On the flip side, it made him a bit more annoyed that it had to be you of all people had to be the one he fell for. Weirdly enough, his body didn't seem to mind it to be you nor did his heart.

"Soonyoung?" Your voice entered just as Minghao thought of you, you stuck your head into the room before frowning. Minghao's heart skipped a beat again when his eyes connected with yours, your smile as you entered the room felt like a nice cold shower in summer.

"Lizard!" Cue the loud laugh from Mingyu, which was quickly answered with a glare from Minghao while you just smirked. Then you glanced at the book that he held, snagging it from his hands before reading the pages that Minghao was reading.

"An infatuation with a person that comes from the desire to hoard. Is often similar to love, but can also turn into an obsession that could lead to the death of the dragon or person that their infatuated with." You read the page out loud, unaware of the lingering eyes of Minghao as he awaited any kind of reaction.

"A love from wishing to possess someone isn't really love is it? It just sound like their lover would be trapped in a relationship they might not want, no?" "Not at all! They still only do so if the other wants to!" Minghao protested and you frowned, closing the book before pushing it back into Minghao's chest.

"How would you know? Have you fallen for someone, scaly?" You were teasing him, but Minghao didn't react like usual. Normally, he'd just roll his eyes and move on. Now was not one of those moments, rather he was annoyed at your statement. It sounded like you were doubting the fact that he could love someone or the fact that you assumed he'd take someone against their will. Both facts annoyed him, made him angry that you believed to be like that. At the same time, it hurt his heart to realize this.

"Wait, you have?" You broke the silence as you realized his actual sentiment behind those words, the sad look in his eyes said a million things. Apologies were quick to pour from your mouth, but Minghao didn't listen to you at all.

"I really didn't mean that you could love anyone, I'm a hundred percent sure you do! Whoever they are, they're really lucky!" You exclaimed and this was something that made Minghao perk up. You saw as his face lit up, eyes almost sparkling as he asked if you meant it. You frowned, a bit confused by his question before nodding.

"Yeah, they really are." You spoke, not being able to control the slight pain in your voice. However, Minghao's hearing was a bit better than most.

"Do you think you're lucky then?" He takes the chance, but before you could answer you heard a loud crash from behind Minghao. Mingyu stood by the table, books scattered on the ground as he held his side in pain. Wonwoo groaned, getting up from his seat in the corner and walking to Mingyu. He hissed as the sunlight hit his skin, but ignored it as he dragged Mingyu out.

"Continue!" And with that, the two of them were gone and silence took over the room. You blinked a few times before shaking your head and turning to Minghao again, staring at him in confusion.

"Why would I be lucky? Shouldn't you ask that to the person you li- Ooooooh..." You stopped yourself, closing your eyes before sighing and looking back at Minghao. He looked nervous, awaiting your answer while fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

"Guess I'm very lucky then." That was all it took for the single thread that held back all of Minghao's desires, snapped. He surged forward to embrace you, but you were quick to dodge him and push him against the cabinet of books.

"One thing, I'm in charge here." You whispered in his ear before gently kissing his neck, leaning back with one of your classic smirks. Minghao groaned in annoyance before pulling you closer again.

"We both are." He gave you a smirk of his own before pushing his head in the crook of your neck and breathing in. You could hear him whispering the word mine, but you paid no attention to it as your plucked a feather from your wing. You watched as it turned solid, turning it more into a charm than a feather. Then you lifted it up to Minghao's right horn, hooking it on one of the many (horn) bracelets he already wore. It clicked and remained at the end of his horn, which made Minghao look up in confusion.

"Token of love." You smiled at him and Minghao stared at you for a couple of seconds before searching in his pockets. Then he pulled out a necklace, one with his scale and some pearls that he then handed to you. You smiled, hanging it around your neck before looking up again.

"Red suits me, no?"

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Xu Minghao x female reader / 726 words / angst / smut

Warnings: rough sex, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, degradation, cursing

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day nineteen of kinktober - xu minghao x hate sex

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There was no secret that Minghao was your enemy. Not only in life, but primarily in the fashion industry. The two of you were renowned fashion designers, creating the trendiest fashion pieces on the market. When in the public eye, the two of you are friendly and polite to one another, yet behind closed doors, you couldn’t tell if you wanted to kill him or fuck him. The anger this man fueled within in you made you see red whenever you argued with him.

It had been a screaming match for the past 20 minutes and both of your staff had left, locking the doors per requested to allow the two of you to battle it out. They knew better than to try and stop either of your passionate selves.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Hao? That design pattern is mine and has been for over a month now. You’re acting like a fucking idiot trying to play dumb here,” You screamed at him, imagining that steam was radiating off your head from how annoyed you were with him. Even so, you couldn’t help your feminine urges to want to rid his silk designer rob off his broad shoulders, and leave marks all over his tan neck.

He scoffed at your attitude, trying to be all high and mighty, “You know what. I’m sick of your fucking attitude towards me. Look at you. Acting like a big girl for once? Not hiding behind your supervisor this time?” He taunted, moving towards you, unconsciously backing you into the corner of the room, “I hate that you look this good and yet you still make me hate you,” Without another word, he gripped your chin, pulling your face upwards to meet his soft lips in a heated, but rough embrace.

You knew you shouldn’t, but it felt so right. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling at the ends of his hair, feeling the effect it had on him as he rubbed his hard bulge against your thigh. You smirked into the kiss, moving your lips down to his neck to suck purple marks all over it.

“You hate me, yet you want to mark me? Get over your self,” He chuckled sarcastically before picking you up and moving you towards the large desk, “Bend over bitch. I won’t say it again.”

You whinced at his demand before following his instructions. His harsh actions of pulling your pants and panties down, made you tingle in areas you forgot about. His hand rubbed your soft bottom before landing a hard smack, making your squeal out in pleasure and pain.

“Fuck, I knew you liked it rough. You can tell by how annoying your mouth is,” Minghao insulted, pulling his dress pants down to release his dripping cock, “To most women, I’m a complete gentleman, but for you, you don’t deserve that after how you’ve been acting. Little girl needs to be punished.”

He rubbed his hard length against your dripping folds before carefully inserting himself inside. He may hate you, but he didn’t want to actually hurt you. He stilled for a moment to wait for a signal from you that it was alright to move.

“What are you waiting for Hao, fucking move already!” Desperate whimpers and whines escaped your reddening lips as you tried to hold your noises back.

Without an argument, Minghao began thrusting into you at an inhumanly pace, one hand holding onto the waist, while the other pulled your hair, “Fuck, look at you. You’re so beautiful when you shut your mouth and listen to me. If only you dropped your attitude with me, maybe things could have been different.”

You rolled your eyes, “Just say I intimidate you rather than making such, fuck, such dumb excuses,” You sarcastically remarked before releasing a string of moans from the angle he began hitting that was making you see stars, “Don’t stop Hao!”

“You wish you intimidated me. You’re all talk baby. Look at your drooling over how good I’m fucking you right now,” He chuckled, pulling out to leave you missing your orgasm. You turned to look at him with annoyance and frustration in your eyes, “I didn’t say I’d let you cum. Remember, good girls get rewards. Bad girls get punished,” He winked at you before switching your position to insert himself again.

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❥ minghao as your boyfriend - @babyleostuff

OH TO BE CUDDLED BY MINGHAOOOOO!! i loveeee the idea of him putting lil fashion shows on for his partner (i'm not the most fashionable but i love his style and WILL hype the boi up for whatever he puts me in😌) i love him being confident in him and his partner being endgame. he feels like the kind to just be really aware of how and his partner feels :3

❥ minghao boyfriend habits - @odxrilove

AS SOMEONE WHO CANNOT KEEP MY SLEEVES ROLLED UP FOR THE LIFE OF ME, THANK YOUUUU

shut up the writing the initials on the his blank canvases before painting?? like dedicating all his art to reader 🥺 (i also love the idea he'd write the initials at the back of the wood part too :3)

minghao is DEFINITELY the kind to get you a drink when he gets one. bro takes his tea serioussssly

the crook of my necks is yours minghao, whatever you want dude 🥹

❥ whatever you want - @wheeboo

reader fucking up the pronunciation is so on brand for me (...i did chinese lessons for 10 years and idk anything still😭😭)

and of courseeee he'd be a tease about this, this man is so silly and cheeky

terms of endearment make me melttt hehe

❥ dating xu minghao includes - @svtswhorehouse

i WILL learn to make minghao's favourite food to impress him (seeing him and jun always making the members chinese food is so cute to me i love it so much)

i just KNOW he'd be the soothing kind of boyfriend, making sure his partner's wellbeing is all taken care of (and it shows so well in this) 🥰

"slow and sensual kisses"?!?! *kicks feet and giggles*

❥ bf texts with the8! nana tour edition - @kozukensgf

crying and dying this is too funny skdjgbfdkg

him checking in on reader vs the sassy ass texts vs the nana tour mischief

nana tour has such a big spot in my carat heart ahh i love this

✩ nsfw section ✩

❥ midnight cravings - @junkissed

god...he'd be so attentive i cannnnnnnn't rn sjkgfb GOD THIS IS SO HOT SJFKBD (SORRY I DON'T HAVE MANY WORDS I'M BLUSHING TOO MUCH AFTER READING DFKJGB)

❥ goodnight n go - @hannieehaee

i love me a lil idol!reader and 97 liner type fic heh 😌 the fics gave such a natural progression of friendship into romance, which i lovedddd

obsessed with the part about the necklace. he would definietely put so much thought and care into his romantic partner. he cares a lot about his mom's opinion so giving reader something that means a lot to his family seems so on brand

ames note: happy earlyyyyy birthday for minghaoooo!! if anyone is wondering while there's significantly less the8 fics than my usual fic recs, this is cuz i don't read a lot of work about him. i don't see him in a romantic or sexual way, but i really didn't want to leave him with nothing birthday related, so this is what i came up with!! i hope everyone enjoysss~ ς(.>‿<)