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darkwitchoferie · 2 days ago

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Train Ride - Chapter 5, Changbin

Cw/tw for this chapter: exhibitionism (but they’re not caught), group sex, unprotected vaginal sex, nipple play, toy usage, 2 text message screenshots; on a personal note – I really wanna bite Changbin. Chan too, but there’s something about Binnie’s muscles that make me want to bite him.

I do try to keep body descriptions vague, and I think I usually do a good job at that. That said, in this one there’s some advanced yoga moves that may not be possible with all body types, but no actual body description involved, so yeah…. Also, I think this may be my favorite chapter.

wc: 3.7k

Chapter One Two Three Four Six

Three nights after your first night with Hyunjin, and the night before they were due to fly out for the weekend, you had all the guys over at your apartment for a movie night. You and Chan initially, then Jeongin, Felix, and Hyunjin, had agreed to not be overt about what was happening until you’d, in Felix’s words ‘collected them all’. Keeping it secret, for now, was kinda fun but it also helped to take the pressure off everyone. There was no wondering ‘when is it my turn’, no pressure for you to rush through everyone. It was just better for all involved, you thought.

That didn’t stop anyone from teasing you when the others were around though. You were leaning against Chan on the couch, Hyunjin against his other side and Felix on your other side. You were crammed pretty tightly, but none of you minded. Jeongin was sitting on the floor in front of you, back pressed against the couch, one of your legs hooked over his shoulder. On the couch, Felix slowly, trying not to draw attention to it, slipped his hand under your shirt to cup your boob under your bra.

“Felix,” you hissed, but made no move to actually stop him.

“Hm?” he smiled, blinking innocently at you. Chan and Hyunjin both suppressed their laughter, seeing exactly what he was doing. For a moment, he did nothing, just held your boob in his hand. Then, timing it to a loud part of the movie, he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers. You clamped your lips together, barely holding back your moan.

Jeongin felt your leg tense and turned to see what was happening. With a smirk, he turned to face the movie, but you could feel that his attention was still on you. You wondered if the four of them had had time to plan this out before coming over as it seemed they had a combined goal, or if Felix wanted to be a menace and the others simply decided to follow his example. On your other side, Chan’s hand mirrored Felix’s, your bra now completely pushed up under your shirt. Hyunjin reached across Chan and, for a brief second you thought he was just going to touch your belly like he often did. Instead he reached down to cup your pussy over your lounge shorts. The added pressure on the fabric lifted the hem of your shorts just a little more, giving Jeongin more room to kiss, lick, and bite at the inside of your thigh that was over his shoulder.

You rolled your hips against Hyunjin’s hand as the heel of his hand made contact with your clit through your clothes. You tossed your head back on the back of the couch, pressing a hand over your mouth to keep yourself quiet but made absolutely no objections as the four men continued their individual ministrations. Felix and Chan’s fingers plucked and pinched at your nipples. Jeongin sucked a bruise into your inner thigh, as high up as he could get. Hyunjin slipped his hand past the waistband of your shorts and panties, bypassing your clit and sliding his middle and ring fingers into your pussy, though the heel of his hand still pressed against the bundle of nerves.

You had no idea how they managed it, but the four of them kept everything quiet enough that the movie covered any noise and the other four men in the room had no idea what was going on on your couch. As your orgasm got closer, you rolled your hips against Hyunjin’s hand, the leg over Jeongin’s shoulder clenching and trying to pull him closer, while you dug the fingernails of your free hand into Chan’s clothed thigh.

“Come on, baby girl. Cum for us, you know you want to,” Chan whispered in your ear.

“Please,” Felix whimpered in the other ear. It didn’t take much longer before their combined ministrations had you arching as the coil in your belly snapped. You pressed your hand more tightly against your mouth to suppress any sounds trying to get out. As you came down from your high, Hyunjin pulled his fingers out of you and offered the wet digits to Jeongin, who happily sucked them clean. Felix moaned low in your ear, watching the pair of them.

Then they all shifted, going back to their relaxed positions and acting like nothing had happened.

“Menaces,” you muttered, voice pitched low enough that it wouldn’t carry to the others. You were answered with smiles and a kiss pressed to your knee.

The next morning, you were once again watching the livestream of the group in the airport when you received a text notification.

You switched back to the livestream, chuckling at Innie’s reaction as you did.

A new thing you’d discovered you hated while the guys were gone was that they had each other while you were home alone, and sexually frustrated. Fairly early on in your relationship, you and Chan had tried sexting, or phone sex, and even video calls. But instead of helping to relieve your frustration, it left you feeling disappointed and, sometimes, more frustrated than you were to begin with. So instead, you were sent photos every night they were gone of the four of them in various arrangements. You didn’t object, you genuinely enjoyed looking at them, but it didn’t help with your problem.

Instead of focusing on that, you threw yourself into your work so that you’d be free for the day they came home.

The day after they got home, you were in your living room, practicing one of your more advanced yoga routines when your front door opened. Considering it had been locked, you were certain it was Chan even before he spoke.

“Hey, bab – oh, got it. Let her concentrate,” he said to whoever had come in with him.

You were grateful as you had reached nearly the end and your favorite part of this routine, though it was one of the most difficult sections. He’d walked in just as you’d settled into Crow pose, balanced on both hands with your knees curled up, a bit like being in a fetal position, but balanced on your hands. Taking slow, deep breaths, you released the curled position, bringing your legs back and together, angled slightly up while tipping ever so slightly forward so your head was lower than your feet so you were in Peacock pose. You held it for 45 seconds before shifting slightly to Wounded Peacock pose - raising one arm to run along your body while raising the opposite leg so it was no longer pressed against the other. After 30 seconds, you shifted back to Peacock, then Wounded Peacock again – this time alternating which arm and leg you raised. Then, with control, you brought your legs down to the ground, settling comfortably into Upward Facing Dog – legs flat on the ground and pressing your torso up so your back was arched.

Now that you weren’t upside down, you could see that he’d brought Changbin with him. “Hey Bin,” you smiled over at him. “How’s it going, guys?”

“Good. What are you doing?” Changbin asked.

“Listen, you have your workout routine – for which all of Stay, myself included, is thankful. And I have mine.” You released the arch in your spine, pulling back to lay over your bent knees, arms stretched in front of you, in Child’s pose.

“This is why she doesn’t come to the gym with me, despite them having an area for yoga,” Chan commented. “She’s too distracting.”

“Definitely,” Bin easily agreed. “I… I mean I could see how you would get distracted by her,” he back tracked quickly.

Face hidden, you grinned to yourself. This hadn’t been the plan when you started your yoga routine, but it was nice to know what Changbin thought of it.

Later, after dinner and after Changbin had left, Chan chuckled as he massaged your upper arms. “You should’ve seen his face, baby girl. He practically started drooling watching you move.”

“Those weren’t even sexy poses!”

“Okay, but it’s Changbin we’re talking about. And the upper body and core strength it takes to do those poses – trust me, it is very sexy.”

“Yeah? You think my yoga’s sexy?”

“You’re sexy, so of course your yoga is.” You laughed, collapsing back into his arms on the couch. “Why, you wanna use it to seduce him?”

“I dunno what I want to do. It’s getting harder to decide what to do. I’m a little nervous that by the time we get to whoever’s last I’ll have completely run out of unique ideas.”

Chan pressed a kiss to your cheek. “This is why we agreed not to say anything to anyone, it takes the pressure off. Or, it’s supposed to anyway. So just relax, you’ll come up with something.”

Happily, you nearly skipped to Chan’s room. You’d asked Jeongin to make himself scarce, at least for a few hours. Changbin deserved yours and Chan’s full attention after all. You had 10 minutes, and a vibrator, to get yourself ready.

When you heard Chan and Changbin walk through the front door, your pussy clenched in anticipation. You could hear them talking as they started toward Chan’s bedroom.

“I’m telling you, I have the best set up for a cardio workout.”

“Then why haven’t you said something before now? I’ve never heard you talk about this spectacular set up.”

“Sure you have.”

“AND, you always do cardio with us at the gym. I don’t belie…. Wha…?”

You’d left Chan’s bedroom door open intentionally so that when they got to the end of the hall and turned to his room, they could immediately see you. You were fully naked, laying on your chest with your head pillowed on your arms, pillows under your hips so they were propped up, knees spread wide, and on full display for the two men standing in the doorway.

Chan groaned. “I told you, best cardio workout.” You heard him move closer, but you didn’t twist to look, choosing to just turn your head to the side and wait until he moved into your field of vision. His fingertips slid up your leg as he came up to you. “Baby girl. You’ve out done yourself with this set up.” You smiled, happily wiggling your hips and hearing the groan that action pulled from Changbin. You chuckled. “Baby?” Chan reached down and held your bullet vibrator up so you could see it.

“I had to get ready, didn’t I?” you responded.

“Come here, Bin-ah. You heard her, she’s already ready.”

“Binnie,” you called, wiggling your hips for him again.

“Don’t you two dare tease me like this,” he spoke finally.

“We wouldn’t.”

“Is it teasing if I intend to follow through?” you asked. Chan reached over and landed a quick smack to your pussy, pulling a squeal from your mouth. You felt a new hand touching you as Bin circled the back of one of your ankles with his hand, then slowly trailed his fingertips up your calf and up the back of your thigh. You moaned when two of his fingers swiped through your wet folds.

“God, you weren’t kidding about getting ready, were you, bunny?”

“Nope,” you twisted your head to the other side to look at him as you grinned up at him. “What’re you gonna do about it, Bin?”

“I mean, it is cardio day, and you did go through all this trouble. Can’t possibly let all your work go to waste, can I?” He pressed down on your back, between your shoulder blades, as he leaned down to capture your lips in a quick kiss. You hummed happily into the kiss and he pulled away with a smile. “You really are just happy to let me use you, aren’t you Y/nnie?”

“Mm-hm,” you nodded without lifting your head. The hand between your shoulder blades slid down your back, over your ass cheek, and with no other warning, he shoved one of his thick fingers into your pussy. "Ah!” You jolted forward slightly.

After a few quick thrusts, he pulled his finger out, landed a quick slap to your pussy lips that caught your clit too, then thrust two fingers back into you. He kept this pattern up for a few minutes, alternating between 1 and 2 fingers and how many thrusts before pulling out, until you were a whimpering mess. Then his hands disappeared completely.

Before you had a chance to protest, he said, “Look at you, so wet you’re soaking the pillows. Drippy bunny,” Changbin teased, wet fingers dancing on the back of your thigh, even as you heard him unzipping his pants. You could feel it now, now that you weren’t distracted by his hands, how your arousal was in fact dripping from you and onto the pillow below you.

You tilted your head to look over at Chan again, just to find his gaze focused on Changbin. Not that you blamed him – sometimes you had trouble tearing your eyes away from Bin’s arms and right now Chan had a full view of all of him. When you felt the bed dip as Changbin climbed into place behind you, you reached out and grabbed Chan’s arm, just for something to ground yourself to. One strong hand gripped your thigh and you felt his thick cock head rubbing up and down your pussy before he smoothly, in a single thrust, pushed into you and bottomed out.

“Oh God,” you gasped out, feeling like the air had been knocked from your lungs.

“Seems Bin’s as impatient as you usually are baby girl,” Chan looked down at you teasingly.

“She usually impatient?”

“Mm. Couldn’t even let Lix get to her bedroom – dropped to her knees to suck him off in the hallway.”

“Ah.” Deciding you’d had enough time to adjust, mainly because you started pushing your hips back into him, Changbin pulled nearly all the way out and slammed back into you again. “So, not a unique thing for you – sharing you’re girlfriend, I mean.”

“Mm, not any more.” Changbin set a fast pace, hammering into your g spot with every thrust, as Chan explained everything to him. If not for Chan’s free hand stroking your shoulder and Changbin’s cock ramming into you, the way they were talking to each other could’ve made you think they’d forgotten you were even there.

You, meanwhile, felt like you were losing your mind. The way Changbin was pounding into you, rocking you forward against the pillows under you, had you torn. On one hand, you desperately wanted to catch a full breath, not even having enough air in your lungs to actually make any noise. On the other, you wouldn’t forgive him if he stopped before you came. Thankfully, that didn’t seem like it would be a problem as you could feel your orgasm quickly building. On one particularly harsh thrust, you came undone, clenching hard around Changbin’s cock. He followed a couple thrusts after you, warmth flooding into you.

“So,” Changbin barely looked winded as he traded places with Chan while you barely had time to catch your breath before Chan was sliding into you. You moaned, loving the feeling of Changbin’s cum oozing onto the pillow below you. “Making your way through the whole group, huh?”

“So’s he,” you gasped out. Chan had not wasted any time, setting nearly as fast a pace as Changbin had.

“I do wonder why that’s taken him so long, now that it’s happening.” Changbin mused, running his hand over your sweaty hair, pushing it away from your face.

“Didn’t wanna make it awkward. ‘Specially if anything went wrong.”

“You don’t think it could now?”

“Grown up more.”

“Mm. Makes sense,” he agreed.

You were annoyed at how seemingly unaffected both men were. You could hear a little of the breathlessness you were familiar with in Chan’s voice. But there was nothing, other than his still hard cock, to give away how Changbin felt. For a minute, you did nothing about it, just allowing yourself to look your fill at Changbin’s naked body. He wasn’t the same type of sculpted as Chan or Jeongin, being thicker in the chest and waist. But God, he looked amazing. You knew he had his insecurities about the way his muscles looked – that he didn’t build muscle the same way the others did. He was bulky where they were leaner. But you could not care less. And now, you desperately wanted to bite him.

You reached over to him, tugging him closer. It took longer than it should have for him to get the message of what you wanted, by then you had very little air to spare for any verbal requests. But then he was laying beside your head, curled partly around you with his abs right by your face. Stretching up, you, not too harshly, sank your teeth into his abs.

“God,” he groaned, hand reaching down to cup the back of your neck as his cock twitched.

“Oh, Hyune’s gonna love that,” Chan commented. “Can you reach his pecs, baby girl?”

“Nuh,” you moaned out, trying to stretch up a little more. Neither man moved to help you reach Changbin’s pecs, so you bit his abs again instead, pulling another groan from him. Delighted that you’d finally made him react, you gave yourself fully over to the pleasure of Chan’s cock ramming into you.

He came before you, adding his load to the cum already oozing out of you. Not slowing down through his orgasm, he triggered your own. You didn’t see Changbin move, having screwed your eyes shut just before you came. But, when Chan pulled out of you part way through your orgasm and Changbin slammed into you immediately, triggering either another full orgasm or maybe just prolonging the one you were already having, you screamed.

Chan laughed, sitting back by your head. “It’s good the windows are closed and we’ve got decent sound proofing here, baby girl.” You did your best to glare at him but, judging from the second laugh, it was incredibly ineffective.

Changbin leaned forward, briefly draping himself over you back. “Channie, got an idea for that toy she had out.” He snaked his arm under your body and pulled you upright, keeping his hand pressed between your boobs so he could hold you against his chest while still thrusting up into you. You knew, distantly, what he intended Chan to do with your vibrator, but you still jolted when you felt him press it against your clit. He started it on the lowest setting, but that didn’t last long.

Steadily, Chan clicked through the settings on the vibrator, finally settling on one of the pulsing settings that you never used on yourself but was surprisingly really working for you with the way Changbin was fucking you. Your attempts at squirming away from the added stimulation were short lived when Changbin wrapped his other arm around your belly. Whimpering, you tossed your head back onto his shoulder, loving the feeling of being helpless to your own pleasure and theirs.

Too lost in your own pleasure to make it out clearly, you vaguely heard Changbin saying something about how he wasn’t surprised Chan was willing to share you, considering how good you were taking care of them.

You came undone quickly, legs shaky, hips trying to buck against Changbin. He followed you a few thrusts later, hips stilling as he emptied himself into you. Chan dropped the vibrator and pulled you off Changbin, sitting back on his heels and pulling you onto his cock.

“Oh God,” you whimpered.

“Still okay, baby?” he asked before moving.

“Good, good, so good.” You started to collapse forward, against Chan’s chest, but then Changbin scooted closer to the pair of you and pulled your upper body back against his chest.

“And what happens if I do this?” Changbin wondered, bringing the vibrator up and gently pressing it to your nipple.

“Ah!!” Your back arched, pushing your hips more fully into Chan.

Changbin clicked the vibrator up to the mid-level constant vibration setting and held it to your nipple, using his other hand to pinch, roll, and generally fondle the other. Then he switched the vibrator to his other hand. “God bunny. You’ve got great tits, ya know that?”

“So – ah, God – you.”

“So does Bin, you mean?” Chan asked. You nodded. “Mm, he does,” he agreed easily. Behind you, Changbin buried his face against your neck and you didn’t have the space in your head to wonder why he did. Chan, on the other hand, saw the embarrassed flush and made a mental note to tell you about it later.

“Channie,” you moaned out, intentionally clenching around him.

“I know baby. Close, I swear.” You could feel his orgasm getting close, incredibly familiar with the way his hips moved, just as you could feel your own.

You writhed between them, held off the bed by the pair of very strong men and had just enough time to think that maybe you did have a strength kink like Chan had teased you about before. Then your orgasm crashed through you, gushing around Chan’s cock, back bowing as much as you physically could. Dimly, you felt Chan cum in you, but you no longer felt truly connected to your body. You felt a bit like you were floating just outside it.

Slowly, you came back to yourself, feeling two pairs of hands stroking you. Chan and Changbin were laying on either side of you, each holding the hand closest to him, while their free hands were gently stroking over your belly or hip and thigh.

“Hey baby girl,” Chan smiled down at you. “You back?”

“Mm-hm,” you smiled up at him, turning to face Changbin.

“Well, you’ve certainly made a mess of this bed, bunny,” Changbin teased.

“Yeah, ‘cause I did this all by myself,” you playfully rolled your eyes at him.

“Messy, messy bunny,” he teased, dancing his fingers over your belly and pulling a tired giggle from you. Mustering the remainder of your strength, you leaned into him and bit his pec, quickly sucking a hickey into his flesh. “Yah!”

You giggled again as you pulled away from him. “Wanted to do that earlier,” you said, snuggling into his side. “’M gonna tell Hyune,” you said on a yawn.

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rosylix143 · 2 days ago

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hallucination | y. jeongin

pairing: siren!jeongin x princess!reader

genre: fantasy, suggestive

synopsis: you're a hopeless romantic of a princess forced into a loveless marriage. but little did you know that one walk on the beach would bring you to the one thing you deeply desired.

cw: MDNI, forced marriage, feelings of loneliness (let me know if i’m missing any)

wc: 5249

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It has been a long, boring four days in the new palace. You were preparing yourself to get married to some prince you barely knew from some neighboring kingdom. However, despite the weird circumstances, you still wanted to get to know the prince a bit better. He was tall, handsome, and fit to be a king. He fit the perfect standard for your parents, which is why they were so excited to hear that their proposal was approved. And thus, you were standing outside of his study wearing a very simple yet elegant pink dress—perfect for a princess. Deep breaths, you thought to yourself, deep breaths.

You knocked on the door, and all you heard back was a stern “What is it?”

“Your Highness, it’s me….” you replied. Your heart raced a little, feeling a little anxious about what his response could be.

“Come in,” the prince sighed.

You opened the door and stepped into the study. Your eyes widened with the very large and tall mahogany bookshelves with gold accents, sunlight reflecting on them. The curtains were royal blue, and the prince was seated at his large desk with a quill in hand, writing on some paper. The sight of him was captivating. His brown hair was smooth and soft, his blue uniform was well-tailored, covered in a few medals and pins worthy of pride, and his gaze was incredibly focused and alluring.

“What is it?” His tone was sharp and guarded—his eyes barely off the paper. Your hands were shaking a little but you needed to muster up some confidence.

“Your Highness, I was thinking about going out for a walk,” you said, “Perhaps a walk down the beach side.”

“A walk? Why?”

“Well….it is sunny and warm outside, and the tides are calm today.”

“I am very busy right now, Princess. I don’t have time for your frivolous activities.”

“But, Your Highness—”

“If you want to take a walk, then go take a walk. I’m not stopping you.”

You were taken aback by his words. His voice sounded so detached and so dry that he didn’t see why you made the offer in the first place. Of course, you could just go take a walk by yourself, but some company wouldn’t hurt, right? Besides, all the Prince did was nothing but sit in his study all day working on whatever work he needed to do, not even spending a minute to look at the Princess who would need to reside in his palace until the end of time.

“Surely, it wouldn’t be too much for you to go for a walk,” you said, your voice a little more proper but also shaky. “I mean you have been sitting at that desk for God knows how long. A break wouldn’t be so bad.”

“A break is something I can’t afford, Princess,” the prince said sternly. “Now, I must ask you to leave. I can’t be distracted now.”

The prince waved off his hand to you dismissively, and another attempt to get closer to him has failed. Your hands were shaking a little, your stomach churned, and your heart became heavy. What’s even the point of this marriage, you thought? Well, of course, you knew what the point was, but maybe you’d hope you could get something worthwhile out of it. But alas, not every royal marriage is like the ones in those books inside your palace’s library.

“Alright then…” you solemnly nodded, “I’ll leave you be. Excuse me…”

You quickly curtsied toward him and left him to continue working tirelessly in his study. As you walked away, you hugged yourself, feeling so pathetic and weak for even bothering to try to make something out of whatever was going to be a loveless marriage anyway. The halls were so long and heavily decorated with royal blue silky curtains, large diamond chandeliers hanging from the sky-high ceilings, royal blue carpets with intricate designs akin to a Turkish rug, and large portraits of monarchs you couldn’t recognize. Despite the lovely interior, there was not a single soul near you that could fill in that emptiness in your soul. You looked out through the windows, eyeing the beach like you did this morning. The sun was three hours away from setting, and the tides looked like they were made from diamonds at a distant eye.

After a long walk out of the palace, you finally reached the beach. The beach was more beautiful up close. The sun was now meeting the horizon, creating a gorgeous road of yellow light, the skies burning orange and light pink, and the water was still shimmering like a pirate’s treasure. The winds were cool, but not freezing. It felt nice on your skin, and the smell of the sea and the calls of the seagulls made your muscles feel less tense.

You stared and stared into the distant sea, amazed at how vast it really was. What was beyond there, you wondered. What if there is more to life than just marrying some aloof prince? Your heartstrings were tugged once again, the pit of loneliness within you stirring some more. Back in your kingdom, you at least had the lovely maids you would make easy conversation with, the friendly palace guards who you could joke around with, and even your parents when they were on their good days. But now? You’re a foreign princess in a kingdom with no one to give you the time of day and expected to go through with a loveless marriage.

You clutched the seashell necklace hanging around your neck, as the tears poured down your cheeks. Your knees hit the cool sand, and the tides reach your dress, the seawater soaking the fabric. Your stomach churned even more and you began to feel dizzier, your head feeling lighter as all the sadness poured out of your eyes. The tears dropped down like rain, creating ripples in the water left in the sand before the tide returned again and again and again. Your cries were soft, but you wished that they were loud enough to hear. You wished that the Prince could hear them. Maybe then he would be more willing to spend time with you.

Suddenly, a large tide came forward and hit your face, completely soaking your hair, skin, and dress. You jumped and snapped out of your crying session for a second. The taste of the salt wasn’t very pleasant, despite the sea’s beauty. You quickly moved back from the moving tides, and in that moment, you realized just how ruined your dress was. The fabric was clinging onto you like a second skin, wet sand was crusting every crease and dip, and it would take forever to get the brown stains off the pretty pink. You stood up to quickly brush the sand off, and something caught your eye: a large blue glimmering conch shell. You looked at the conch curiously, noticing that the color was very unusual for a conch. You crouched down to the wet sand to grab the conch, and you were amazed by how iridescent the blue was. You hadn’t really seen anything like it. The closest could be the iridescent purple shell on your neck. You brought the conch close to your ear to listen to the waves more closely, but to your surprise, you heard something peculiar.

Singing?

It was a melody you never heard before, and yet, it made your chest cave in. Your heartbeat rose and fell as the notes went up and down so elegantly. It was like hearing an angel sing. It was so enchanting, but something about it felt so seductive. It was spellbindingly beautiful, and something stirred in your stomach. Your body shivered, as if the one singing was right behind you, caressing your skin with his webbed hands and sharp pearly nails—his cool breath on your neck, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. The presence hugged you from behind, pulling you close to it. A breath was coaxed out of you as your skin burned with need. Your heart was racing so much that you could feel it pounding. The singing grew more captivating and intense, and you looked at the cave close by, hearing some sort of call in some mythical language you couldn’t understand.

The conch left your hands, and you gradually walked and walked toward some cave that was close by. The singing only got louder and louder as you got closer to it, and the pull got stronger and stronger. You took more steps closer to the cave before you finally entered it. The cave was darker than the night sky, but the only source of light was the large pool of water with what looked like bioluminescent plants underneath, creating that blue glow. The light was bouncing off the cave walls, making the place look like you were underwater. You walked closer and closer to the pool of water, the singing got louder, echoing in the depths of the cave, and your eyes widened at the scene before you.

Next to the pool, there was a large rock, and on there sat a creature that could only be described in legends. His hair was as black as squid ink, his skin was smooth and shiny like porcelain, and a tail with sparkly iridescent purple and blue scales with the largest pair of fins at the end. His face was akin to an angel’s: round, smooth, eyes shaped like a fox’s, and his voice was even more enchanting up close. The creature was lying back on the large rock, flopping his tail, tracing the intricate patterns of light reflected onto the cave walls, and singing a melody.

You stepped into the water, completely entranced by the creature’s beauty. He looked straight out of some fairy tale you’ve read. The creature took a glance at you and suddenly stopped singing, breaking the trance that you were in. You fell into the water, splashing it everywhere. It was like waking up from a long dream, the adrenaline in your veins suddenly spiked up, and you frantically analyzed the area you were in, not remembering how you got in the cave. Your mind was racing, realizing that you had to go back to the kingdom. You quickly got out of the water, shivering so much from the cold. You turned away, facing the direction you came from, all ready to reach the cave’s entry again—

“Well, well. A princess has entered my domain.”

You stopped again and looked behind you. Your eyes finally met those of the creature. His brown eyes closed into little upside-down crescents as he flashed a rather cute but a little devious smile. Your heart suddenly felt a pull towards him, as if it was forbidden to look away from him.

“Who are you?” you asked, your voice a little trembled than intended.

“Just someone who lives in this cave,” he replied, sliding off the rock and swimming his way towards you. Once he pops his head out of the water he analyzes you carefully, already loving the way your wet dress clings onto your skin, revealing more of your curves and body underneath the semi-translucent fabric. His eyes were even captivated by the seashell hanging from your necklace, loving the familiar shape and color. “For a princess, you look rather ruined. So what brings you here?”

“I don’t know…” you tried to recall the memory you had before entering the cave. A couple more seconds later, you suddenly remember. “There was a conch. I heard a voice inside of it—”

“A conch?” the creature laughs a little, realizing what you meant. “Oh, so it was that conch. It was my voice that led you here.”

“That was you?” you asked—more like a confirmation—and suddenly remembered just how beautiful his voice was, creating sensations you have never felt before in your life. “I thought you sirens were a myth.”

“That’s what they all say, my Dear Princess. Little do humans know that myths come from some truth too miraculous to believe.”

“How did you know I’m a princess? I haven’t even told you my name.”

“Sirens like me know a princess when they see one,” the siren stirs his index finger in the water idly. “Besides, you just have the kind of elegance and attitude of a princess. But it is true that you haven’t told me your name.”

You pondered for a second whether or not to give the creature your name, but you also couldn’t help but want to revel in this conversation a bit more. It’s not every day you get to talk to a siren. In most fairy tales, the sirens would skip the conversation and go straight to eating the souls of lost sailors or greedy pirates. Not to mention, it felt almost refreshing to have a real conversation with someone after a couple of days of near to total isolation in your betrothed’s palace.

“Y/N….that’s my name,” you finally said.

“Y/N…” the siren repeated, rolling your name off his tongue as if he was tasting it—his voice like velvet. “Very fitting for a princess.”

“And yours?”

“Jeongin.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” you curtisied, all while your mind was littered with many questions aching to come out. “What’s a siren like you doing in this cave? Aren’t sirens supposed to be in the deep seas?”

Jeongin chuckles, finding your question a little cute.

“The deep seas became quite a bore. Pirates were barely sailing on my end, sailors grew to know better, so it left me all alone in my old sea cave. So I swam here instead, maybe to mess around with some naive humans nearby.”

Your eyes widened at his answer. A siren residing close to a kingdom? Unheard of.

“But there’s a whole kingdom close to this cave,” you said, as you decided to sit down on the ground, meeting him at eye level. “Are you sure that you’re okay staying here?”

“I’m a siren, Princess. I have ways of defending myself from enemies.”

“Don’t you also get lonely? I mean….just being in this cave all by yourself sounds isolating.”

Jeongin stopped at your words, looking at you with curiosity and confusion. Why would a princess be concerned about a siren’s loneliness? Let alone, a siren she just met?

“I don’t feel lonely,” Jeongin answered, “I get bored, but I don’t feel lonely.”

“Really?”

“A siren’s sole purpose is to kill and destroy. We didn’t have much to do in the first place.”

“But having company’s nice right?”

Jeongin looked into your eyes, noticing how much wonder and curiosity lay beneath them. Normally, humans who faced him would look at him with eyes of fear, despair, or just pure malice. But you? The complete opposite. You were an interesting one, to say the least.

“Yeah….I guess so,” Jeongin nods.

The siren ponders a little, not understanding why you weren’t so scared of him at first. Many humans he has met would either try to sail away as far as they could or go straight in for the kill. Either you were stupidly naive or you were incredibly fearless, Jeongin wasn’t sure. However, the conversation was cut short when the sounds of the loudest palace bells echoed across the land. Your heart jumped at the sudden sound, but it sank, realizing you had to return to the palace.

“The Princess has to go home now, doesn’t she?” Jeongin asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded, right before remembering the awful state of your dress. Heat flushed to your cheeks in embarrassment, and you realized how disgraceful it would be to walk into the palace in such a state. “I can’t go back like this!! My dress is completely ruined.”

Jeongin chuckled, finding your little crisis amusing.

“Oh, Princess, I’m sure it’s not that big of a deal,” he assured, “Just say that you tripped and fell into the sea.”

“But everyone’s going to say that’s not Princess-like at all” you replied, blood rushing with adrenaline, your stomach churning, already feeling so humiliated. “The Prince is going to think I’m some fool.”

“Your dress is dry now. Besides, I’m sure your beauty will be distracting enough.”

Jeongin said it so casually, but you weren’t expecting that kind of compliment from him. Before you could say anything, you heard the galloping of horses, the clanks of fine equipment, and the commanding voices of the men from outside of the cave. Palace guards. You instantly got up from the ground and looked back at Jeongin who was still in the water, eyeing you intently.

“You’re leaving now?” he asked.

“Yeah…the guards are looking for me probably…” you gulped, looked away from the siren, and stepped away. But the moment you took your first step, you felt something deep within your soul. It was unexplainable. It was a funny feeling—a deep urge—that wouldn’t leave you. However, you knew that you had to press on. “You’ll still be in this cave, yes?”

“Why ask?” Jeongin wasn’t expecting such a question.

“I don’t know. Just wondering.”

“Yes, I’ll be here," Jeongin replied, feeling a little skeptical, but you smiled at his answer. He didn’t know why his heart skipped two beats. He didn’t even know why you would have wanted to know if he was still in the cave or not. But before he could ask, you left the cave, returning to the guards and thus back to the palace.

Jeongin was very sure you wouldn’t come back. What sane human being would go back to a dangerous creature? Most humans who have escaped a siren would never step foot near one ever again. And besides, you’re just a princess in some kingdom, probably already busy with whatever business royals do. However, you never failed to catch him by surprise.

You gave up on trying to get to know the cold prince, and you continued to see the siren in his dark cave every evening instead. You would just walk back into the cave, sit close to the pool, and have talks with the siren. Either about some of your stories as a human princess, and he would share his. You told him about the many balls and galas you had to attend, dancing with whatever suitors your parents threw at you, and Jeongin shared his stories about drowning pirates who dared to enter his territory.

They were pleasant conversations, sure, but Jeongin couldn’t understand why you kept pursuing them. He, himself, didn’t understand why he bothered to entertain you. After all, you were just a human. It didn’t matter if you were of royal blood or peasant blood, sirens treated them all the same. Jeongin could easily steal your soul—make you his completely with just one note. But why hasn’t he? Maybe it was your deep curiosity about sirens that was stopping him, or maybe he was the curious one.

It was another evening with just you and Jeongin in the cave. You walked into the cave wearing another simple yet elegant blue dress with a picnic basket in your hands. Jeongin’s eyebrows raised, and his stomach growled with the smell that was coming from the basket.

“What’s with the basket?” he asked.

“Just thought I’d treat you to something,” you replied. You sat down close to the pool, fanning your dress out on the ground, and you opened the picnic basket, letting the food’s aroma escape. Jeongin’s stomach growled once more. “I wasn’t sure about what sirens usually eat besides human souls, but maybe some cooked salmon would suffice?”

You brought out a small box and opened it, presenting a plate of delicious salmon. Jeongin’s eyes widened, and he never knew that salmon could look so appetizing, along with the mouth watering smell. You also brought out a bottle of wine, two small glasses, and a cloth that contained fresh fruits.

“You brought all of this for me?” Jeongin asked.

“I figured I’d have dinner with you,” you said, “Care for a bite?”

You took out a fork, picked a piece of the salmon, and offered it to him. Jeongin sniffed the little piece and he wrapped his mouth around your fork, taking the bite. His eyes widened at the taste. It wasn’t like anything he ate before. It was perfectly seasoned and cooked to perfection, unlike the raw and bland salmons he ate back in the ocean. You chuckled at how surprised he was by the taste.

“Tasty?” you asked.

“Very,” Jeongin said, “I never had salmon like this before. Didn’t know you humans were capable of making them taste good.”

You offered him more salmon to eat, along with the delicious fruits and wine. It’s been a long while since he’s had something to eat, let alone a companion to share this food with.

“So you sirens don’t eat food like this?” you asked.

“It’s either raw fish or human souls,” Jeongin answered nonchalantly.

“What do human souls taste like?”

“They taste like….I don’t know how to describe it.”

“Do they taste like nothing?”

“If they tasted like nothing, I wouldn’t get why sirens love eating them.”

You laughed at his honesty. His answer did make you wonder about it more. Maybe human souls have different flavors depending on the person, or maybe the taste is so complex that humans can’t imagine it. What do human souls look like? Are they just a large ball of light or do they take the form of the person? Jeongin looked at you more, loving the way your eyes crinkled and the melody of your laughter. It stirred something deep in him. Something about your laughter and beauty felt so familiar to him, but he couldn’t understand why. There was even something about the seashell hanging from your necklace. He remembered seeing it before, but he couldn’t recall where. Why would a human feel familiar? It was like your voice and presence was some kind of call or spell made just for him. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought you were a fellow siren.

“Don’t you find this strange?” he asked.

“Find what strange?

“It’s strange that a princess like you would be interested in a siren’s company. We’re all just heartless monsters, you know that right?”

“I don’t think you’re heartless,” you said.

“Really?” Jeongin’s eyebrow raised with a judging look. “Like I said before. Sirens are meant to kill and destroy. You don’t even know the amount of humans left unfound in the deep seas because of me, Princess. If anything, you should run away from me. Maybe you’re next.”

“But you wouldn’t kill me.”

“Who said so?” Jeongin scoffed. It was almost laughable just how naive you might’ve been. If he told that to any other human, they would’ve run away fast. “You don’t know if I’m planning on it.”

“Jeongin…” you said his name so sweetly, and it sent shivers down his spine. However, at the same time, it infuriated him a little. Why would you think he wasn’t heartless, he thought. He could’ve just killed you the moment you walked into his cave. He had every opportunity to just sing his song and kill you like sirens are supposed to. Why haven’t I?

“You’re naive if you think I’m not dangerous, Y/N,” he said.

“Why didn’t you hurt me then?” you challenged, “You said sirens are heartless, but you didn’t take the opportunity to kill me. Whenever I sit with you, you don’t push me away. You didn’t even try to lure me in with your singing. You took the time to listen to my stories, and moments ago, you were enjoying the food I brought. Maybe I am naive for not being afraid of you, but, Jeongin, the truth is…you made me feel less alone in this kingdom.”

Your voice was trembling slightly, letting that vulnerability slip through at your last words. Jeongin’s heart panged a little. Maybe it was the soft and solemn tone of your voice. Maybe it was the look in your eyes, as they become glazed with tears. Or maybe it was the fact that no one had ever told him such things. Less alone?

“You’re lonely. Aren’t you, Princess?” he finally asked.

His gaze was stark and alluring, just like his voice. Your heart began to race, your breath was caught in your throat, and you could feel his eyes eagerly looking at you trying to pick at your vulnerability. It was like he was looking deeply into your soul.

“Yeah, I am,” you nodded.

Jeongin’s eyes widened a little, still surprised by your answer.

“How could a princess be so lonely?” he asked.

“This isn’t even my kingdom, Jeongin. I am stuck here because my parents are marrying me off to a man who won’t love me. I wanted to spend time with him to get to know him more, but no matter what, he pushed me away. He probably sees me as some political pawn. And I just feel so out of place all the time when I’m there. I feel like an intruder. A nuisance of a princess….”

You said it with a heavy heart. Tears were beginning to pour out once you finally finished your piece. Your breath hitched as the river from your eyes dripped onto your dress, making little puddles that seeped into the fabric. Jeongin looked at you as you softly cried, his heart breaking a little at the sight. He knew that he shouldn’t feel bad for a human, but he couldn’t help it. Because if anything, there was something about you and your pain that resonated in him. Maybe that was another reason why he left his old sea cave.

“Oh, you poor princess….” Jeongin whispered.

He reached his hand out to caress your cheek, and you instantly melted into his touch. It feels the same touch you felt at the beach. Your skin was warming with want, and the gaze in his eyes was reawakening that desire within you. You pulled away a little, but you were easily pulled back in. You almost didn’t realize just how close your face was to his—your noses almost touching.

“You shouldn’t have to marry that man,” Jeongin said a little sternly.

“Jeongin…”

You swallowed a bit, realizing just how Jeongin’s siren gaze was seeping deep into your soul. And the sternness of his voice made your heart skip a beat. Suddenly, Jeongin reached for your hand. Your heart stopped for one moment, and Jeongin was just taking his time touching your arm. He even brushed his cheek against your wrist with so much care and gentleness, despite his pearl nails being so sharp, wet, and cold. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered, and the heat was rushing to your cheeks. He then began to hum a soft melody. His beautiful voice vibrated in his throat and against your skin, giving you goosebumps.

“What are you doing, Jeongin?” you asked.

Jeongin looked at you with innocent eyes before saying, “I can see your wants, Y/N, your needs…all of it.”

“What are you—”

“Don’t go back to that kingdom. Stay here with me.”

Your breath was caught in your throat, never expecting the sudden demands from him. His grip got tighter, his hums making your body feel a little weak. You yelped a little the moment he pulled you into the cold water. Your dress was immediately soaked. The fabric stuck to your skin and became a little more transparent. Your legs brushed against his cold, scaly tail. His arm was wrapped around your waist, and he held you tight, coaxing a breath out of your lungs. You arched your back slightly from the feel of his wet webbed hand. You pressed your hand against his bare muscled chest, slightly touching the small scales on his skin. Jeongin shuddered at the slight touches, and he pulled you closer. He nuzzles into your neck, inhaling the scent of your skin.

“You smell so lovely,” Jeongin says with a sultry tone, almost hypnotizing and out of breath. “like fresh seafoam and the sweetest flowers.”

“Are you okay? What’s gotten into you?”

“I don’t know, but I also can’t deny that something in me aches for you, Princess...Something about you calls to me. I didn’t know this could happen to sirens…”

He sniffed your neck more, your scent bringing out a carnal need from within him. The urge to sing and devour grew stronger—his sanity hanging by a thread. Jeongin didn’t want to give in, but he couldn’t deny it anymore. He wanted you. He needed you. His webbed hands traveled up and down your back, feeling the vibrations of your soul, as he brushed his lips against the sensitive skin of your neck. You melted into his touch like butter—your skin scorching, and your heart pounded against his.

“Jeongin!—” your breath was heavy, and you whined as he dug his teeth into your neck, wanting to at least get a taste of you. He groaned at the softness and plushness of your skin. He bit down a little harder to leave a red mark, and you whined again but louder. “Jeongin, please—”

“I’m sorry, Princess…I just couldn’t help myself…Gods, you have bewitched me.”

Jeongin’s voice…it was so rough and restrained like he’s trying hard to not let his inner beast out. Heat pooled down in your body, especially as you felt Jeongin’s siren tongue against the bite marks he left, making you moan and whimper.

“You really wanna know what human souls taste like?” he asked, his voice still husky and his breath labored. “They do have a taste. It’s mostly boring, but it can be sweet. And I bet…that yours is the sweetest of them all….”

Jeongin kissed your neck more, grabbing your thighs and pulling you close. He really loved the feeling of your body pressed against his. The scales on his body and tail created friction between you two. It didn’t help that he was seconds away from tearing your dress off. Your lungs forced out more labored breaths, and you couldn’t even hear anything properly because of your pounding heart. Your body was on fire, your head spun, and Jeongin was pulling you down in the water. You were like a ship willingly sinking to the siren’s will, captive to his hypnotizing tune.

“I can make you less lonely, Princess…” Jeongin said, almost out of breath. “I can show you the deep seas I came from, I can sing you the beautiful melodies that sank the largest of ships, things you couldn’t even imagine. I can make you my companion for life. I’ll be someone worthwhile to you, unlike that human prince. Would you want that, Y/N?”

His voice ached with desperation and intense desire. He lifted your chin up to look deep into his eyes. His siren eyes. His lustful gaze made your soul sing. Jeongin’s whole face was like a hallucination. He was too beautiful. Too unreal with his squid ink hair, his skin smooth like porcelain, his fox eyes, and of course, his spellbinding voice. Even when he wasn’t singing, his voice was still the most beautiful music you’ve heard. He didn’t need to actually sing for you to fall deeply for him. You were falling anyway, drunk on his touch alone. You leaned in closer to him and pressed your soft lips against his before letting out a hushed answer.

“Yes, my siren…”

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luvyeni · 2 months ago

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🪽… ( reaction ) have you ever tried this one ? ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 스트레이키즈 ՞

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「 ୨୧ authors note 」 tried something new today and added links no i cant make longer drabbles for any of these …

﹙ 𐙚 : bangchan ﹚ .ᐟ

wants you to feel all of him; he wants to be as deep as he can possibly be, that’s why nine times out of ten chan will have you folded in a mating press, stretching you out with his big cock. “fuck!” you screamed as the man above you fucked into you , holding your legs up to your chest. “deeper please.” no matter how deep he is , you want more — you want him to breed you. “fuck baby im already in your guts, how deep do you want me.” he grunted, feeling his cock twitch inside you. “want me to breed this pretty pussy.” you scream out, answering his question. “fuck yes!” moaning out feeling your cunt tightening around him. “sh-shit , that’s what you want? for me to fill this pretty pussy?” you moaned. “fu-fuck yes chan.” you moaned out. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hissed.

“gonna cum inside this pretty pussy.”

﹙ 𐙚 : lee know ﹚ .ᐟ

we all know lee know is an ass man, he’s revealed this on numerous occasions. when he fucks you, he wants you ass up so he can watch your ass recoil against him. “that’s it.” cursing , holding your hip with one hand , rutting into you. “shit keep moving that ass.” he was hypnotized by the way your ass moved. “fuck minho!” you screamed into the pillow. “fuck don’t stop.” he didn’t either , the grip on your waist tightening as he moved his hips faster. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he breathed out. “gonna fucking cum.” he groaned , pulled out stroking his cock. “fuck im cumming!” he howled as he came all over your ass. “shit baby.” he slapped your ass, you helped out

“god i fucking love your ass so much.”

﹙ 𐙚 : changbin ﹚ .ᐟ

changbin loves to show off his strength; he doesn’t spend his days in the gym just for fun. showing you how manly he his, lifting you up and fucking you in the air. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his hand firmly grasping your ass holding you up as he pounded into you. “oh my god changbin!” your legs dangling on the side. “fuck me!” he held you up like you were nothing. “so-so strong.” he smirked. “yo-you like that?” he stuttered out, his voice deep. “shit , you like how i can lift you up and fuck you on my fat cock. nodding dumbly, babbling nonsense. “y-yes.” he cursed , bouncing you on his cock. “pl-please be careful.” you stuttered. “do-don’t worry baby im not gonna drop you.”

“gaining these muscle just so i can fuck you like this.”

﹙ 𐙚 : hyunjin ﹚ .ᐟ

hyunjin fucking loves morning sex , rolling over on his side , spooning you pulling your clothes down, his cock hard as a rock as slid inside you, sighing in relief. “so-so warm baby.” his sexy morning voice in your ear as his hand came up u onto your boobs , feeling up your body , squeezing your boobs. “fe-feel so nice baby.” he rutted into you. “so fucking nice , i love you so much.” his hands in between your legs, rub your clit — the sun was bleeding into the room. “hy-hyune im gonna cum.” you moaned out , he opened your legs , rutting into you harder. “cum for me princess.” letting you cum, him following right after. “sh-shit baby.” he let your legs go , kissing your neck tenderly

“good morning princess , you felt so good.”

﹙ 𐙚 : han jisung ﹚ .ᐟ

just put him in between your legs and let him do his thing, han jisung certified munch ! he doesn’t care whether he’s on top or if you’re on top. as long as he can taste your sweet cunt and feel your soft tittes in his hands , he is in heaven. “shit baby keep doing that.” you moaned, hands tangled in his hair , pushing him deeper into your mound. “fuck more.” hips moving against your will, he was that good , lapping at your cunt. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hummed as you came on his tongue, coating his tongue. “fuck you taste so good.” he pulled away. “like candy.” he bought his fingers to his mouth, bringing them back to your slit. “wanna make you cum again.” he rubbed your bud.

“wanna make a mess of you.”

﹙ 𐙚 : felix ﹚ .ᐟ

ride him in his gaming chair and his life is yours. he loves this shit — you “ innocently “ sitting in his lap , which ends up with you both naked , his game long forgotten as you milked him for everything he had. “sh-shit.” he held your lower back letting you do what you wanted before he pulled you flush against him , pressing down on your lower stomach. “lixie.” he squeezed your boobs. “lo-love you feel so good wrapped around me.” he moaned. “so fucking warm.” he kissed your boobs , bucking his hips up. “lix I’m gonna cum.” you whined , he rubbed your clit. “cum for me.” he whispered into your ear. “cum for me like a good girl.” releasing all over him.

the game was long forgotten after that , he was ready to make you cum all over again.

﹙ 𐙚 : seungmin ﹚ .ᐟ

you’re always on top, but he’s always in charge. his legs flat against the bed fucking up into you , his hands yanking your back , making you scream. “sl-slut.” he growled. “letting me fuck you like this , you’re so nasty.” his thrust were brutal , your ass bright red from his previous slapping. “you like being fuck like a whore?” he asked , knowing you can’t ask. “whose whore are you.” he yanked your hair. “i asked you a question , whose whore are you?” you were a mess , trying to get the words out. “yours -fuck!- im your whore minnie.” you let out a pornographic moan. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he let your cum , holing you down as he emptied his load inside of you , holding you close to whisper in your ear.

“that’s right , you’re my whore.”

﹙ 𐙚 : jeongin ﹚ .ᐟ

your body pressed flatly against the bed, arms pinned behind your back , jeongin kissing the sweet spot on your neck as , the kisses sweet and soft — a completely different from how deep he was inside you. “i-innie.” you babbled , he let your arms go , his hand wrapping around your neck, choking you lightly. “yo-you feel that -fuck- that’s my cock deep inside your pussy.” he grunted in your ear. “so-so deep.” he kissed your cheek. “i know baby , i know.” he moaned. “going dumb on my cock aren’t you.” your eyes rolling to the back of your head, his strokes were slow but deep. “just take it , that’s all you can do.” his hand tightening around your throat. “you can’t take it.”

“take it like a good fu-fucking girl.”

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baby-yongbok · 3 months ago

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Poly SKZ!Fake Texts - "Your nails are too long"

✧ Pairing: Ot8!Skz x Afab!Reader - explicit content [ MDNI ] ✧ CW: Themes of marking, Jeongin being a menace and Seungmin being a snitch

✧ a/n: I have writers block & burnout so another fake text post for you all! I write these the most. I'm usually just casually creating them soooo until I can actually finish a fic please enjoy these!❣️

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dwaekkicidal · 2 months ago

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Oh my god I beg for some mean skz smut 😔😔

hmmmm ok but what are we thinking for the hyung line?

is it about meanie channie who snaps after you slut yourself out in the studio when staff was in there- along with the rest of 3racha who you know has a little crush on you hehe. he barely waits for them to walk out the door before shoving you towards the door, forcing you to lock it before shoving his cock into you while you're pushed up against the door- mind you with minimum prep because "You don't deserve it. after that shit." his cock is soooo much thicker like this!!!! >.< and he manages to make his thrusts prove his anger? hips smacking into yours so harshly that it feels like the soundproof door isn't enough to drown any sounds out

what about brat tamer minho who forces you to sit between his legs and watch him jerk himself off? you have a pretty little vibrator thats connect to your clit and your g-spot simultaneously, and he has the controls on his phone that rests in his free hand. he fucks with the controls so much... maybe even teasing u by drawing his full name- in english AND korean- before setting it to the highest setting and leaving it like that until you're cumming at least 3 times.

my sweet binnie who's only mean if you beg him to be or if you reaaaaally push his buttons- maybe throw in a dig or two about how theres another man out there thats better than he is (spoiler: theres literally negative of them). your punishment (reward) is always the same! one of those those sexy ass arms around your neck and squeezing as he fucks into you so roughly that your whole body is jumping forward, your moans cutting off from how aggressive he gives it to you!!!

ok but what about lover boy hyunjin who is actually one of the meanest doms you have ever seen, 99% of the time it being unprompted as well??? the first time you push him to get rough in bed, you're in for ittt~ he ties your wrists up and connects you to the hook in the ceiling, leaving just enough rope for you to be on your tippy toes (also the same hook he previously told you was for painting... yeah, my fucking ass) and speaking of asses, yours is sooo sore from the big handed smacks he leaves there >< he'll always stop if you want it, but otherwise he has no plans to until you submit to him completely <3

whats on the menu for the maknaes today?

definitely munch hannie who ties you up with the most random shit that works- any ties he has laying around, your panties, and sometimes he'll straight up rip his shoelaces out for it?? but it's all so that he can show off the shibari he secretly learned- the main one being a series of knots that tie your arms to a leg each, forcing you wide open for him all the while he eats. and what a messy fucking eater!!! your last 3 orgasms worth of cum dripping down his jaw as he nibbles at your sensitive spots <3

"angel boy" felix me thinks.. who makes you fuck yourself onto him in doggy, refusing to put any effort because he's the "angel" who deserves to be worshipped (yes but...) if you falter even slightly or move to his disliking, you're getting a series of mean smacks- ones that leave a pretty little heart shape in its wake from the pretty pink paddle he insisted on buying (OR HIS INITIALS IF HE GETS A CUSTOM PADDLE OMFFF)

ohhhh but owner seungmin who fucks your brains out with a pretty little collar around your neck <3 (maybe even one also with his initials engraved hehe) he tugs at it to fuck you back onto him, not even need a leash when he slides his finger through one of the loops. huffs and puffs about how tight you are while he actively works to make you tighter, from squeezing your legs together to overstimulating the hell out of you all the while he disallows himself to cum for as long as he can handle, all so when he finally busts theres so much and its all getting fucked right back into you

and god... toy fiend jeongin... the second you let him know you're ok with toys being brought into the bedroom, you're almost regretting everything!!! he's SO fucked up about it >:( he keeps one of those big hands around your throat while the other slides a vibrator as deep into you as it physically can go without causing you pain... and when you squirm around and your legs squeeze together, he's either digging his fingers into your thigh to push them apart or he's biting whatever he's closest to- your thighs, your calf, your shoulder, or (his favorite) your nipples <3

hnnnnng....

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strrykais · 2 months ago

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stray kids drunk texting you

authors note: freakbob agenda will spread .. trust me on dat!!!

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soobnny · 5 months ago

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my girl — jeongin x f!reader ; the boys find out their youngest has a gf

(1.3k words)

It’s a once in a while thing for the boys to be able to eat out together.

Challenges usually pose through schedule conflicts, one or the other being absent, and timing. They can never truly catch a break. So, when the first sign of a temporary alignment showed, they took the opportunity in a flash.

It was going to be their first dinner together in months, one of their off days.

Usually, the next challenge of indecisiveness would present itself. However, their youngest is quick to suggest a place.

Apparently, they had really good jjajangmyun.

(The boys didn’t know then, but it was because the faster they could decide where to eat, the faster he could go visit you.)

(They also didn’t know then that jjajangmyun was your favorite.)

A chorus of laughter echoes through the little corner store as they’re served their third plate of food. Jeongin didn’t lie about their food, and it was a safe enough space for them to celebrate the end of their latest comeback season.

“Seungmin, you’re getting really brave with your jokes about PD-nim.”

“I ran that contract renewal like the military.”

They spend the night joking, revisiting their past, and being hopeful for the future. A few grateful messages are exchanged after liquid courage is brought to their table. And while a simple night, the boys knew they’d remember this day for the rest of their lives.

There’s quiet pop music playing in the back—the kind you’d hear in the early 2000s. And Han Jisung orders another plate of jjajangmyun.

“Ayen, the food here is crazy good. How’d you find this place?”

Jeongin snaps out of his mental chant at the call of his name, fox-eyes trained on the older boy before the question reverberates in his mind. “My girlfriend recommended it.”

A pin drops.

Their youngest has a habit of lying, taken after his roommate, Seungmin. He usually does it with sneaky smiles and a few giggles. However, both signs indicative of lying are absent, and the boy has the audacity to refill his plate and keep eating as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on his members.

“Girlfriend?” Hyunjin is the first to speak, asking the boy to reiterate what he had just said, even though he heard. Loud and clear, in fact.

“Uhuh.” Jeongin replies through a mouthful of food. “What?”

He looks curiously around the table. His friends’ eyes are glazed, and he’d expected the conversation to be over three minutes ago, but it doesn’t.

Jeongin is in the middle of another bite when all hell breaks loose.

“Girlfriend?!” It’s said even louder now, more amplified, and Hwang Hyunjin stands from where he was previously seated in pure disbelief. All the while, their eldest is having an existential crisis. “Innie, what do you mean?”

He perks his head up, pursing his lips slightly and tilting his head. “What’s the big deal?”

“You have a girlfriend and you didn’t tell us?” It’s Han’s turn to be perplexed, and it’s humorous the way his features mimic the dramatic shock on Hyunjin’s.

Seungmin simply keeps eating.

“Yah, Kim Seungmin. Why aren’t you as surprised as us?”

“I already knew.”

“Seungmin knew, but not us?!”

“Not my fault he trusts me with dating advice.”

That boy definitely knows how to add fuel to fire. Chaos erupts as the younger half harass Seungmin for knowing before them.

“How long have you been dating?,” Minho asks.

“Just around 3 months now.”

If Chan was out of it then, you wouldn’t know how to describe his state now. Felix sits next to him to comfort the poor boy.

“My baby has been dating for 3 months, and I didn’t know anything.”

“Sorry.” Jeongin responds bashfully, scratching the back of his head. He knew his hyungs would act this way, which had led to his decision of keeping it hidden for a while. He thinks he should’ve just told them right away.

Though, he thought they’d known by now. He wasn’t exactly the most secretive about it, and he was sure he’d mentioned you before.

And although shocking to suddenly hear that their youngest (and their baby) had a girlfriend, they will not have his head for it. They know he’s responsible enough to know what not to do, and it was a little touching to know the boy had enough time to fit romance in his life.

“Show us what she looks like!”

The boys get a selfie of you that’s set as his lockscreen, and it’s enough proof to have the boys cooing at how adorable you two would be together.

“Motherfucker, she’s really pretty.” Changbin comments.

“I know.”

Meanwhile, Han and Hyunjin are making up fake scenarios in the corner, scrolling through photos and videos. Then a message.

While their youngest is distracted, Han quickly taps on the notification.

(8:23pm) innie: I miss u

(8:30pm) ynie: miss u too!!!!

(8:31pm) innie: Wish you were here right now

(8:32pm) ynie: aren’t u celebrating with ur friends rnnn

(8:32pm) ynie: stop texting me and enjoy !!!

(8:33pm) innie: But i miss u

(8:33pm) innie: Call me later?

(8:36pm) ynie: after you spend time with ur friends let’s call

(8:37pm) innie: Wanna call now. Just for a second

(8:37pm) innie: Haven’t heard your voice in a while

(8:37pm) ynie: ok fine >:( give me like 10-15 mins

(8:51pm) ynie: i’ll call now

“Oh my god, she’s calling.”

That’s definitely enough to get Jeongin’s attention.

“Give me my phone back.” He reaches out to them, but Hyunjin is fast enough to swipe it.

“Answer it!” Changbin instigates.

Jeongin’s eyes widen in horror when he hears your voice go through his phone. “Innie? Oh—hello.”

You sound so shy, and Chan feels like he’s about to cry. “She calls him Innie.”

The youngest finally snatches his phone back when all Hyunjin could do was stare at you through the screen of his phone. You were real. Yang Jeongin actually has a girlfriend.

“Hi.” He mumbles, moving away from their table to talk to you privately. Though, before he does, he makes sure he leaves a threat to the boys not to follow him. “‘M sorry, did they scare you, baby?”

“It’s okay, I was just surprised.”

Jeongin visibly melts at the sound of your voice. “The boys know about us now.”

“I figured.” You laugh, and the service at the restaurant doesn’t do the warmth of your laughter any justice. He can’t wait to see you later.

“Can I see you later?”

“Mkay, but just… enjoy your time with the boys, okay? You told me it’s been a while since all of you were able to relax over a meal like this.”

“Fine.” He sighs, before a smile creeps on his face. “They liked your suggestion.”

“That’s good. Now go!” There’s a pout on his lips when you shoo him away. “Go have fun, go! I’m hanging up now. Love you!”

“Love you too.”

The wide, bright smile remains on his face even when he goes back to their table.

“Who has our Ayen smiling like that?”

“My girl.”

“Innie’s getting soft.” Minho teases.

Seungmin, on the other hand, fake vomits at his response, and another chorus of laughter bursts from their seats. The night continues through conversations over Jeongin’s sudden revelation, and the promise to let the boys meet you properly next time. He agrees if they promise not to scare you away.

And while he’d kept you a secret for a while, he can’t help but feel a tinge of happiness in his heart that the most important people in his life know about you now, are even eager to meet you. There is no better contentment than all of the people he loves aligning with one another.

The entire night, Jeongin itches in anticipation to hold you in his arms and hear your voice in person after his schedules had torn apart his much needed quality time with you. And when he asks to leave, they don’t need to know where he’s going.

One look at his face, and the only evident answer is you.

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woozyvee · 1 month ago

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skz fake texts accidentally sending skz thirst texts

✩˚｡⋆ ot8 x f! reader, suggestive, suicide jokes

author's note: i can't stop making these.

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kaciidubs · 11 months ago

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Ass or Tits?

❣ Summary: The question of 'ass or tits' never truly mattered when you had a group of men who loved all of you. ❣ ❣ Word Count: 6.4k ❣ Warnings: Poly! OT8 x Reader, smut, humor, fluff, light Dom/Sub dynamics, creampie(s), squirting, cum play, referenced after care ❣ ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣ ❣ Additional Tags: Usual first name + pet name references for the members, Reader is referred to as Baby, Mommy, Miss, Princess, Good Girl, Bunny, Bub, Kitten, Jagi, Noona, lightly edited ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist

“Hey, Hyune?”

The artist hummed as he sketched away at his desk, “Yeah?”

“What do you like better, ass or tits?”

He froze, dropping the charcoal pencil as your words ran through his head on repeat.

“Your ass or tits?”

There was no way he was about to get caught in an infamous partner discourse, not after years of being immune to other futile debates brought on by a certain freckle-faced fairy.

You scoffed out a laugh, rolling onto your stomach from your resting place on his bed, “I mean, I’d hope you’d be talking about my ass or tits, Hyunjin.”

Hyunjin whipped his head toward you, eyebrows pushing to his hairline, “W-Well how am I supposed to know!? This is one of the questions every person dreads! You’re expecting me to pick one or the other on one of my favorite people in the world? What then? Are you going to ask me ‘acrylic or charcoal’? Because I’ll have you know, those are two very different mediums and-”

“Hyunjin, baby - it’s just a question!” Stifling a chuckle, you shook your head, “It’s not like I’m going to ban you from sex if you pick something I didn’t expect - I’m just curious, you know? All of you have different preferences and even though after two years I can kind of make a good guess, I wanna hear it from the sources.”

His shoulders relaxed, visibly slumping in his chair and running his cleaner hand through his short hair, “You’re stressing me out, muse! Why didn’t you lead with that?!”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m so sorry, my little drama queen - now, pick!”

Dark eyes scanned your figure, his head cocking to the side and if you looked closer you could’ve seen the gears turning in his brain.

“Mm… Tits.”

“I knew it.”

“Wha- What’s that supposed to mean?! Are you calling me basic?”

“No, my prince, I’m calling you predictable,” getting off of the bed, you walked toward him and pinched his cheek lovingly, “you grope Changbin’s chest like it’s your job, and there’s rarely a moment your hand isn’t on my chest when we’re cuddling. Now, go wash up - we’re meeting in Chris’s room.”

With a quick kiss to the crown of his head, you walked out of his room with your phone in hand, thumbs typing away in your group chat.

|❣️: Chris’s room asap 💋

“So… Is there a reason why we were summoned? To Chan’s room, no less?” Minho hummed inquisitively, picking up a small souvenir from the eldest’s dresser and turning it in his hands.

“If this is an intervention about League, I swear I didn’t mean to yell that night - I honestly didn’t think anyone heard me!” Came Felix’s whine of defense, already making himself a home on the California king bed, “Seungmin was throwing the game on purpose and I was losing against this stupid-”

“That’s crazy.” Seungmin gaped, faux shock on his face as he purposefully rolled on top of the Aussie, a muffled groan getting caught in the midst of it all. “I told you not to put too much trust in me!”

“Lixie, hate to break it to you, but this definitely isn’t an intervention, but we’ll come back to that point later.” Clapping your hands, you took in the rest of the members who either piled onto the bed, doubled up in Chris’s computer chair, or stood against the door frame. “Anyways - I called you guys here because I have a question!”

“I’d peel a pineapple for you if you asked.”

The room went silent as all eyes shot to Jisung who was currently seated in Minho’s lap, a triumphant smile on his pretty lips.

“I… No, Jisung, it’s not that question, but I’ll remember your answer when I do ask.” Willing away the confused looks sent your way, you cleared your throat, “The actual question is; which do each of you like better - my ass, or my tits?”

The room broke into an uproar, various voices speaking over one another as some questioned the validity of the question while others argued their respective points.

“Noona, you really think we can just pick one thing to like about you?”

Minho scoffed, “I can - her ass, easily.”

“Oh… Shit, you’re right.”

“Jeongin?! Weren’t you just saying you couldn’t pick?!”

“Hyung, that was before I was reminded of how her ass looks in her pajama shorts - you can’t tell me that’s not the hottest sight.”

“I can because I chose her tits!”

Felix laughed, holding his hand up for an air high-five, “I was gonna pick her tits too, Jinnie!”

“This is the stupidest conversation I’ve ever heard,” Seungmin mumbled, throwing an arm over his face, though it did nothing to cover the redness of his ears.

“Bunny, you know you’re more than just your body parts, right?”

You nodded enthusiastically, “Binnie, I’m well aware - I’m just asking for the fun of it, it’s nothing deeper than that!”

Changbin hummed, fluffy curls shifting with the movement, “In that case, I’m team ass - it’s just so cute and round and-” He lifted his hand, squeezing the air as if it were your ass cheeks with a dreamy sigh, “-god, I love it.”

“Okay but, what if we can’t pick?” Jisung piped up, a soft pout puffing his cheeks, “There’s no way I can just choose one - look at you, you’re fucking sexy, Jagi!”

“The oral fixation says boobs, Han, there’s no way out of it.”Felix deadpanned from his place on the bed, his head turned to nail the man with a mischievous glint, “Trust me, I know.”

The latter’s eyes flicked to your t-shirt, tracing the outline of your breasts in the loose fabric with ease. “Yeah… Yeah, you’re right - her tits are amazing.”

“Alright, Chan and Seungmin, you two are the only ones left - make your choice!” Hyunjin demanded lightly, gesturing his hand toward your body from his seat next to you, “Tits or ass? Ass or tits? Which one is it?”

“I’m not playing this game,” the youngest of the two mumbled, his position unchanged.

“Oh, come on, Seungmin! She said it herself, it’s just for fun, she won’t take any offense to what you choose,” Felix prodded, wiggling his body next to his boyfriend, “and we won’t make fun of you if you pick something we didn’t expect.”

“Yeah, puppy,” reaching down, you threaded your fingers through his black hair, “whatever you pick is fine with me, and if anyone makes fun of you for it, they won’t get anything from me for a week.”

That roused a small chuckle from him as he moved his arm, looking up at you with soft eyes, “Really? You think you could go that long?”

“For my Seungmin? Of course. Now, which is it, baby?”

His lips quivered, struggling between forming words and keeping his solitude until he finally murmured, “I like your thighs.”

“That wasn’t even an-”

You quieted Hyunjin with a glare, “Finish that sentence and that’s the only thing you’ll be finishing near me, Hwang.”

“Aw- I wanna change my answer, her thighs are fucking amazing too!” Jisung all but wailed, practically having a full on meltdown, “When you’re eating her out and she wraps them around your head like earmuffs - they’re so warm but you can’t hear her moans when she does it so it’s just a horrible, beautiful curse!”

“No changing your answer, Sungie, you’re still team tits.”

Now, all the attention was directed to the only one left; Chris, still leaning against the doorway of his room with an embarrassed flush on his face - nothing preparing him for this conversation that pulled him from the sanctity of his laundry run.

“Well, Chris? What do you like?” You had to bite your lip to keep from laughing, knowing full and well that everyone already knew what their boyfriend would pick.

“Ah- You’re seriously going to make me say it?!”

“Come on, Chan, we all said ours, no matter how obvious,” Changbin sent a side eye in an unbothered Minho’s direction, “some of ours may have been.”

The eldest sighed, dropping his head before bringing it up once again, “I like your ass, baby.”

Scoffing, Felix crawled across Seungmin to get closer to you, “I don’t understand how you guys can pick her ass over these,” his hand quickly found home over one of your breasts, gently squeezing the mound over your shirt and earning a shocked gasp in return, “like, how could you not want to suffocate in them?”

“Especially with how sensitive her nipples are?” Hyunjin chimed in, claiming your other breast with his larger hand, jiggling and watching the ripples from your shirt in response.

“Oh my god- The sound she makes when you suck on them?” The bed dipped with a new weight, Jisung making his way onto the bed, causing Jeongin to crawl over and straddle Seungmin. “You guys are seriously missing out.”

Changbin groaned, “It’s not like we don’t like them, we just love her ass more, there’s a difference, Ji.”

In the meantime, you couldn’t help the small sighs of pleasure escaping you as the duo continued to fondle you over your shirt, Jisung taking the hem into his hands.

“Can we, Jagi?”

You nodded happily, “You can, Sungie.”

Hyunjin and Felix pulled back as he lifted your shirt up and off, tossing it off the edge of the bed without a care in the world - why would he, when your tits were on display for him and the men that admired them?

“Why don��t we all take the chance to really admire our favorite parts about you, my muse?”

Hyunjin’s sultry voice easily floated through the air, the hidden implications more than enough for the atmosphere to ignite with lust.

“Are you ready, angel?”

You blinked up at Felix with dazzling eyes, a small smile tugging at your lips, “Of course, Lixie.”

In the background, you could hear the familiar sounds of panted breaths and the rustling of clothing, but you wouldn’t dare to turn your head from the scene in front - or, rather, above you.

Hyunjin took the role of straddling your torso while Felix and Jisung kneeled at the sides of your head without even a hint of the clothing that once covered their bodies.

“Innie, can you pass me the lube?”

Jeongin broke from Seungmin’s lips with a groan, narrowing his eyes, “Why can’t you just spit on it, Hyung? I’m kind of in the middle of something here.”

“Because I asked you to? If I felt like spitting I would’ve done it already,” Hyunjin spoke matter-of-factly, catching the glimpse of Jisung guiding his dick into your mouth from the corner of his eye, “don’t be a smartass!”

“Smarta-”

The youngest was unceremoniously flipped onto his back, the black haired singer reaching into the nightstand and tossing over a bottle of lube with a huff.

“Seriously, it was never that big of a deal, you brat.”

Snatching up the tube, Hyunjin wasted no time in squeezing a generous amount between the valley of your breasts, humming out a small apology when you jumped at the cold gel on your skin.

“Forget what I said,” Jisung moaned softly, watching the way your cheeks puffed and hollowed with each drag of his cock, “your mouth is my favorite part.”

Pulling off of him with a pop, you pumped him with your right hand and tossed him a teasing smirk, “You’re still team tits, Sungie.”

Turning your head, you eagerly welcomed Felix’s dick with an eager tongue lapping at the precum beading the tip before taking him in one fell swoop.

“That doesn’t take away from the fact that your mouth is fucking amazing, sunshine.” Felix groaned, bringing a hand to cup your cheek as he lightly thrust into your leisurely bobs.

“Especially for the fact that we’re here for these.” Hyunjin’s lube covered hands squeezed your breasts around his length, the swells positively shining as they sandwiched his cock in an unparalleled warmth.

It wasn’t long until an unplanned rhythm was found between the four of you; alternating between blowjobs and handjobs for the sunshine twins while a certain artist busied himself with a simple rhythm of humping your chest.

In the meantime, Changbin managed to swap positions with Minho for the chair, sitting the second eldest in his lap and littering slow kisses paired with sharp nips along the length of his neck while he watched the show before them.

“Chan, you’re not going to just stand there the whole time, are you?” Minho mused with a raised eyebrow, noting the way the eldest hadn’t even moved a muscle from his spot near the door.

Chris hesitated for a moment before shaking his head, “No, but I’m doing laundry - I don’t wanna get sidetracked and forget about it in the wash, you know?”

There was a disinterested hum followed by a huff he knew all too well, and he found himself pushing off of the doorway with a breathless laugh.

“You have such a way with words, you know that?”

Smirking, Minho shrugged, “I know, it’s a talent.”

Standing in front of the two - and inadvertently blocking the once flawless view - Chris planted his hands on the armrests of the chair before leaning down to catch Minho's lips in a slow kiss, just to part a moment later to do the same with Changbin over his shoulder.

“A-Ah- Tighten your hand a little, Jagi.”

“You have hands,” Hyunjin panted, licking his lips as he watched his pink tip repeatedly disappear and reappear, “help her out- fuck, Lix…”

The blond hummed against his neck, licking at a blossoming hickey, “‘M sorry, just feels so good.”

“Hyune, move your hand a bit.”

Abiding the request, Hyunjin slid his hand to the outer swell of your breast while Jisung licked his fingers before easily finding their way to your nipple, gently rolling the nub between his finger and thumb.

The moan you let out was instantly muffled by Felix’s cock, which in turn made him grit out a shivering groan, “F-Fuck, I’m gonna come soon.”

“M-Me too,” Jisung nodded frantically, eyes trained on the way his hand enveloped yours as he fucked your fist, “gonna paint those pretty tits of yours, Jagi.”

It only took a handful of strokes before Felix was drawing from your mouth with frantic breaths, Jisung slipping from your soiled hand to take over the rest of the job as they both aimed for your chest.

“God, look at how gorgeous they look wrapped around Jinnie’s dick.”

“They were just made to have a dick between them, huh?”

You groaned helplessly, bringing your hands to cover Hyunjin’s and squish your breasts together more, “C-Come on, show mommy how much you love her tits.”

If there was one thing to get them to fall, it was that title - and, like a harp string being plucked, they both came with a sharp gasp and a guttural groan, cum spraying across your breasts and a few drops even landing on your fingers.

Hyunjin shivered above you, eyebrows drawing together with the silver eyebrow piercing catching the glint of the light.

“I can see you’re close, Hyune,” squeezing his hands lightly, you watched as Jisung and Felix flocked to him, hands wandering his chest while lips danced along his shoulders and neck, “come for Miss, my prince, make a mess of me.”

A choked moan fell past his lips as his hips stuttered before he lifted himself onto his knees and came against your breasts, his cum joining the mess of the other two with ease and creating an intricate pattern of white along your skin.

Jisung dipped down to lick a fat stripe through the cum, collecting as much as he could onto his tongue before pulling Felix in for a beautifully messy kiss above you - then repeated the process with Hyunjin, leaving you in a state of horny awe.

“Seungmin, you’re up next.” Felix called happily, swiping his thumb along your breast before presenting it to your lips and watched as you eagerly licked it clean. “You’re so kinky.”

You stifled a laugh, giving the pad of his thumb a soft kiss, “You’re one to talk.”

The trio moved away to make room for the thigh connoisseur, watching as he untangled himself from Jeongin and shuffled between your legs - your pajama shorts and underwear having already met the same fate as your t-shirt moments ago.

“I… I don’t think I’m gonna last long,” he mumbled quietly, a strawberry blush turning his ears as he nudged the leaking head of his cock against the plush of your inner thigh. “Might’ve pushed it a bit too close with Innie.”

“That’s more than okay, pup,” reaching your hand out, you grabbed the lube before handing it to him, “if it bothers you, you can always have a round two later, okay?”

Seungmin nodded dutifully, taking the lube from you while tapping your legs, prompting you to lift them both and lean them on his chest; pouring a generous amount of lube in the palm of his hand to coat around his length.

With a bit of maneuvering, he had both of your calves resting on his right shoulder with his dick nestled in the tight space between your thighs and just above your pelvis - if you focused hard enough, you could feel the heat of his balls against the lips of your pussy.

“M-Mm, fuck…” Wrapping his right arm around your legs, his left hand went down to grip the outside of your thigh, squeezing the flesh as he jutted his hips forward with a quiet moan.

You watched on as he fucked your thighs in quick, sharp thrusts, brown eyes fogged and unfocused as he began to chase the high that was undoubtedly close.

“Good puppy, my good puppy - love my thighs so much, hm? Maybe one of these days I should get you to hump one, would you like that?”

You could clock the faint twinkle in his eye from a mile away, catching the subtle pout of his lips as his body rocked against yours without rhyme but with the sole reason of finishing.

His blush now crawled across his face, tinting the apples of his cheeks as his eyes found yours, “Really?”

Humming, you flexed your thighs, “Really, pup, I’d love to watch you ride me.”

He whimpered, blunt nails digging into your skin as his head dropped to nip at your ankle, “W-Want that, bub - want it so bad.”

“Then it’s yours, Minnie. I’m all yours.”

The next thrust forward had ropes of white streaking up the length of your stomach, breathless moans hidden behind firmly pressed lips as Seungmin shook against your legs, tensing and shaking with each wave until he finally relaxed with a shaky breath.

“You okay, pup?”

Nodding, he gave you a soft smile, “Yeah, but you better not forget your promise.”

You laughed, accepting a kiss to your ankle as a parting gift as he moved away from you and into the arms of a lounging Hyunjin - the comment of him being “disgustingly sweaty”, and Hyunjin’s response of “Then get off of me!”, not going unnoticed in the process.

Turning your gaze to the ceiling, a knowing smile grew on your lips, “Do I even have to ask who’s going next?”

“Nope!” Sliding into view came your darling bread, a smug grin on his lips as his face hovered over yours, “You don’t even have to guess, I’m already here.”

Bringing your hand to his jaw, you lightly scratched your nails under his chin, “Of course you are, maknae - so, how do you want me? Doggy style? Reverse cowgirl? Some secret third position I have yet to learn?”

Judging from the sparkle of his eyes the instant the second option left your lips, he had his decision already cut out and you laughed at his inability to be discreet.

“Alright, I guess this is to make up for slacking on leg day, isn’t it?”

Jeongin rolled onto his back, watching as you straddled him with ease, “You’d have to ask Changbin Hyung about that, Noona - you were the one who suggested it anywa- ah!”

You didn’t need to waste time in teasing yourself as your hand wrapped around the base of his cock, lining it up with your severely neglected pussy before sinking down in one fell swoop - a satisfied moan leaving your lips.

“O-Oh god, maybe this wasn’t a good idea…”

“Oh? And what makes you say that, baby?”

Of course, you already knew the answer judging from the way his calves tensed, his toes curled and - less externally obvious - the way his dick twitched inside of your warm walls.

“Noona, please-”

“Have a little too much fun with Minnie, huh? Got yourself all excited while you were waiting?” Clicking your tongue, you rolled your hips teasingly, “I bet you were touching yourself while Seungmin was having his turn, weren’t you, baby boy?”

He whined, tossing his head back with a groan, “Just- Just give me a minute, I swear I’ll last!”

Humming, you waited a few seconds before shaking your head, “Sorry, Innie, if you come early then that’s just how it is - just lay back and enjoy the view, okay? This is what you wanted, remember?”

With no other choice, the sounds of your joined moans soon filled the room as you rode him with one goal on your mind.

“Fuck, look at that view…” Neither one of you were aware of Changbin’s sudden presence beside the bed as he leaned beside Jeongin, basking in the sight of your ass jiggling with each bounce. “I’ll never get over it.”

“I-” Jeongin whimpered, short huffs of breaths escaping him, “T-This is the first time-”

“-she’s ridden reverse cowgirl?! IN-ah, what were you waiting for?!”

“It’s not that he was waiting,” you laughed breathlessly, though the clench of your pussy earned a moan in its wake, “he was just too excited to try everything else that normal positions were at the bottom of his list.”

“What a shame, wasting his chance like this.”

Lifting your head, you were now met with the sight of Minho directly in front of you, keen eyes unblinking as he took you in with a smirk.

“Is it a waste, Min?” Slowing your bounces to languid strokes, your head tilted prettily to the side, “I’d like to think of it as an introduction to what future chances would be like.”

This time, his smirk reached his eyes, brown irises sparkling with amusement, “You naughty kitten.” His hand cupped your cheek as he dipped down to steal a kiss, nipping at your bottom lip in the process.

You preened at the sensation, but the moan that followed came from the firm grip on the swell of your ass cheek, the hand and the pressure stemming from two different forms of familiarity.

“See? What did I tell you?” Changbin smirked, squeezing his hand over Jeongin’s to tighten his grip on your ass, “You can watch all you want, but the real fun is in touching.”

The younger groaned out a desperate sound, “‘M g-gonna-”

At the hint of his confession, you forfeited the feeling of Minho’s lips on yours for the opportunity to go back to bouncing on Jeongin’s dick without abandon, fisting the sheets to distract from the unyielding burn in your thighs.

“-a-ah- p-please- N-Noona, oh god, I-” He cut himself off with a choked gasp, hips canting as his orgasm took him by storm.

A hum of satisfaction vibrated past your lips as his warmth filled you, stilling to spare him the overstimulation for the time being. “Feels so good baby, you never disappoint.”

Once the incessant twitching of his cock died down, you lifted yourself off of his lap, shivering at the sensation of his load slowly seeping out of you and dribbling back onto his spent dick.

“So,” you breathed, looking between the two men currently surrounding you and shooting a glance toward Chris, “who’s next?”

The answer to that question was a very smug Minho, excitement thrumming through your veins as he nodded his head toward the edge of the bed - the silent command leading you to find yourself to where you currently were now.

“Minho!”

Your nails clawed at the sheets, the mattress rocking along with your body as the black haired man fucked into you like a man possessed.

“It’s only fair that someone gives you your first orgasm of the night, kitten,” he drawled, thumbs digging into the small of your back as he held you impossibly tighter, “why wouldn’t I make sure that it’s me giving it to you?”

Your body couldn’t decide between attempting to run away from his powerful thrusts, or submit yourself to the fiery pleasure that hoped to consume you, until you felt the warmth of his hands sliding up your back, past your shoulder blades, and along your forearms.

Like a slab of clay for him to mold, he maneuvered your arms behind your back and pinned them with one hand, the other going back to its home on your hip as he aimed long, precise thrusts to a spot he was well acquainted with.

The side of your face melted into the mattress, tears of pleasure blurring your vision, as any sound you’d hoped to make dissolved into hiccuped breaths and encouraging mewls.

Minho grunted, clenching his jaw as he felt the telltale signs of your orgasm begin to shine through, “That’s it, kitten, give it to me.”

Your legs trembled, pussy fluttering and clenching with each passing second until your body tensed with a cry of his name falling from your spit-shined lips.

He welcomed the new wave of arousal coating his dick and adding to the already sloppy glide of your cunt, wet slaps sounding through the room as he fucked you through your high with a breathless chuckle.

“There it is.”

Grip tightening on your wrists, his hips met yours a number of times before he pulled out with a gasp, jacking himself off with his free hand and coming along the curve of your ass and thighs - much to your delirious chagrin.

“Why…?” You whined breathlessly, wiggling your hips for further emphasis - not that he needed it.

Minho released your wrists to land a swift smack to your unsoiled ass cheek, a satisfied smile curling his lips from the squeak you let out. “Because I wanted to - you still have two people to fill you the way you wish, kitten, let’s not get too greedy, hm?”

There was a slew of giggles and chuckles from the onlookers, and you tried your best to send them your best glare, though your efforts were in vain as you felt a pair of hands caressing your thighs.

“Get up on the bed for Binnie, bunny.”

You obeyed with no hesitation, already knowing which position you would be set in for the remainder of the session as you turned to tuck a pillow under your chin, bringing your knees up and out to sit your hips high in the air and dip your spine into a fine arch - pretty and presentable.

“God,” Changbin groaned, scrambling to fill in the space behind you as fast as he could, “I’ve been waiting so long to get you like this, bunny, you would not believe.” His firm hands instantly went to cup your ass, spreading your cheeks further and sucking in a breath at your glistening hole. “So fucking pretty…”

“Binnie.”

Your insistent, warning whine hadn’t fallen on deaf ears, and he wasted no time in notching the fat head of his dick to your fluttering walls.

“Alright, bunny, deep breaths for me.”

Of course, you already knew the drill, having grown custom to the mind numbingly delicious stretch only he was capable of giving you, but the reminder never failed to stir the swarm of butterflies in your stomach.

With a deep inhale, your slow exhale was followed by him sinking past your walls, each inch slowly stretching your cunt around his girth.

It wasn’t long until he was fully seated inside of you, and with warm hands kneading the flesh of your ass, he drew his hips back before snapping them forward, punching a moan from the depths of your lungs.

Even if you were still tingling with the aftershocks of your orgasm, you were still begging for more with each whimpered moan and choked gasp as your body seemed to melt deeper into the arch you had set.

“Look at you, can’t get enough of us, can you?” Changbin goaded, though his tone was soft and warm, “It’s okay, we can’t get enough of you either, bunny.” He lifted his hand to slap the swell of your ass, before gripping the flesh, “You and this ass of yours.”

A shiver shot down your spine as his hand slipped, his thumb caressing the inside of your cheek and just barely grazing your asshole - a temptation that had shown its face among a few of the boys before, but was never fully dwelled on by them nor yourself.

“I’m curious, bunny,” he hummed, slowing his fast thrusts for laxed, deeper ruts, “would you ever let one of us use this other pretty hole of yours?” Sliding his hand further, he pressed his thumb against the tight ring just enough to burn the fantasy into a possible reality, “Would you let Binnie fuck this pretty ass?”

You nodded frantically, your hands gripping onto the poor pillow below you, “Y-Yes! Yes! I-It’s all yours, Binnie - want it so bad!”

His signature, triumphant laugh filled the room as he tossed a glance to his boyfriends, “Hear that? I get first dibs.”

“You can’t just ask her questions like that!” Jeongin groaned, a stern pout set on his lips, “She agrees to anything if you fuck her long enough!”

“Yeah, how else do you think Felix managed to stay up late enough for his Apex tournament that one time?”

“How am I always being brought up here?!” The blond scoffed as he lightly shoved Hyunjin, crossing his arms over his lithe chest, “But, I mean, yeah - three orgasms can get you a pretty good deal.”

Jisung hummed inquisitively, before narrowing his eyes, “But did you win?”

“He won,” Minho huffed, a smirk curving the corners of his lips, “and he gave her head the next morning, I could hear her moans from the kitchen.”

Muted thumps of the headboard began to grow in frequency until a low groan interrupted the riveting conversation - Changbin hunching over your body as his muscles tensed, shivering while he filled you with his seed.

“God, fuck,” he hissed, rolling his hips against yours while your walls fluttered around him, clenching from the orgasm that was just moments away. “You’re too good to us, you know that, bunny?”

You huffed out a breathless laugh, stifling a moan as his hands massaged your lower back out of its arch for a moment of respite, “I-I’ve been told once or twice,” turning your head, sultry eyes landed on the final man of the hour, “but you guys are worth it.”

Chris flushed under the heat of your gaze, just barely catching Changbin’s teasing “Don’t break her back, Chan.”, as he climbed onto the bed and took the space previously occupied by the rapper.

“Think you can stay in this position one more time, baby?” He mused softly, caressing the warm skin of your back before gliding his hand down to the curve of your ass.

Without answering him, you spread your knees and tucked yourself into a deeper arch, wiggling your hips to further entice the man behind you.

“Yeah,” Seungmin chuckled, lazily crossing his arms over his chest, “he’s blowing her back out, it’s over.”

As much as you wanted to turn your head to respond, your train of thought flew out the window as you felt the bed dip slightly, before the pressure of Chris’s blunt tip nudged against your cunt, bumping against your clit tauntingly.

“Alright, princess,” he breathed, dragging the tip along your slit, “why don’t you give them a show for daddy, hm?”

This time, your reply came in the form of an elongated moan as he sunk into your heat, the stretch coming with ease after Changbin’s size, yet the length making your toes curl.

“Oh, god-”

There was no opportunity for a pause, not when you were miles beyond prepped and ready; the orgasm Minho previously gave you, paired with the second one Changbin gently guided you toward yet kept from tipping over, leaving you with a bubble that was ready to burst within minutes.

“F-Fuck, daddy,” you keened, pressing your hips into his own in feigned hopes of getting him impossibly deeper, “please, please fuck me.”

Chris ran his tongue over his bottom lip, eyes glued to the way your pussy wrapped around his length, as he nodded, “Hands, baby.”

A shiver of excitement shot down your spine and you complied almost immediately, using the pillow to keep your head propped up as you worked your arms behind your back, the warmth of his hand easily finding your wrists and pinning them.

With you set up to his liking, he slowly pulled out just about halfway before driving his hips forward with force, the added balance of his right foot planted on the bed adding to his power.

He was definitely going to blow your back out.

It didn’t take long for him to find the perfect rhythm, nor did it take long for the room to be filled with your high pitched moans and gasps, and the slap of your ass against his thighs - the ripples slowly, but surely, turning your limbs to jelly.

“Our perfect girl,” he gritted out, the grip on your hip and wrists tightening marginally, “letting us admire you for the beautiful gem you are - take turns with this gorgeous body of yours.”

It wasn’t news that they were constantly in awe of you, with and without your clothes on - you were the brightest star in their night sky, you were the puzzle piece they finally found to complete their lives separately and together - and they never failed to remind you of how loved you were.

“But, you know you’re so much more than that, don’t you, princess?” Chris tilted his head to catch a glimpse of your face, eyes fogged and unfocused, lips parted with endless moans tumbling through, “You’re so much more than just your body to us.”

“C-Chris!” You managed to choke out between a whimper, his loving sentiments paired with the unyielding strokes of his cock to your deepest, sweetest parts turning your brain to mush, though your body responded in the best way it could.

He hissed at the telltale clench of your walls, a shiver running down his spine as he nodded mindlessly, “Already? It’s alright, baby, you can come for me - don’t hold back, yeah? Give it to me - give it all to me.”

Your body reacted faster than your mind could at his command, your orgasm barrelling toward you at a speed that had your hands balling into fists; every muscle in your body tensing and clenching until the thread snapped with one more well angled thrust. Mouth falling open with a silent scream, the only sound you were able to hear was your own heartbeat as your vision went white.

The first thing to return to you was your hearing, the muffled thumps of your heart fading out into loud, heavy pants - though you knew for a fact that breathing wasn’t just you. The next sense to return was touch, the slightly damp sheets underneath you grounding you back to reality as your eyes fluttered open only to land on an unexpected face.

“Sungie?”

“Jagi, if I swap to ‘Team Ass’ can you do that for me, too?” Jisung’s face was ripe with blush, though his eyes were wide and wild with lust that had your abdomen clench almost painfully.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you frowned lightly, “Do what?”

“You squirted, muse,” Hyunjin murmured beside him, awe laced in his tone, “that was so fucking hot.”

Oh.

It wasn’t until you went to move your arms that you realized Chris was still keeping you pinned - and a second later you realized he was still inside of you.

“Channie?”

“I-I’m okay, I-” Relinquishing his hold on you, his hands instantly went to your hips, thumbs tracing nondescript shapes against your skin, “I just… I need a minute, ‘m sorry.”

“No, no, baby, it’s okay, take your time.” Working yourself onto your hands, your lower back eternally grateful for the relief, you took a quick scan of the empty room, “Where’d everyone else go? Did I genuinely pass out?”

“No - honestly, you were only out for like, a minute, but after you, uh, came, we started the aftercare checklist.” Hyunjin’s hand reached out to wipe away a hint of saliva at the corner of your lips, “Hannie and I are on talk-down duty, Felix is running you a bath, Jeongin’s getting you a washcloth, Seungmin is getting you water while Minho’s starting on dinner, and Changbin is getting the laundry Chan was too fucked out to get himself.”

“I’m not fucked out,” the eldest groaned as he lazily turned his head toward the artist, “it was just a really intense orgasm, alright?”

With enough energy worked up, he pulled his hips away from yours as his softening dick slipped from your pussy, a shared hiss of overstimulation escaping you both in the process.

“Holy shit… Intense is a fucking understatement, she’s dripping so much.”

You bristled at Jisung’s words, though you could feel the reality of the situation currently oozing its way down your clit and undoubtedly landing against the stained bed sheet.

“Fuck, it’s like a river… Am I allowed to be jealous right now?”

“Han, please.” Chris groaned, embarrassment evident in his tone, “We get it, I come a lot, but I really don’t know what you have to be jealous about.”

Ducking your head with a barely contained laugh, you shook your head before meeting Jisung’s stare, “Next time, you’ll be the one almost folded in half and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey, okay?”

“I got the water, but it’s gonna cost you-” Seungmin stopped in his tracks as he rounded the bed, his eyes locking onto the mess between your legs, “What- You turned her into an overstuffed twinkie!”

“Seungmin!”

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krosiefics · 5 months ago

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i wanna see you naked • yang jeongin

M D N I 18+

Synopsis: You and Jeongin decide to play two truths and a lie, taking shots of soju as a punishment. Who knew that with all the drinking Jeongin would confess his fantasies about you.

WC: 2k

Tags/Warnings: afab!reader, softdom!jeongin, bsf!jeongin, pure smut, pwp, intoxicated sex FULLY CONSENSUAL, piv, unprotected sex (DON’T DO THAT…also pee after sex guys), creampie, breeding kink(?), grinding, cunnilingus (clothed cunnilingus), fingering, hair pulling, doggystyle, light spanking, not proof read

a/n: YES THIS IS INSPIRED BY HIS SOLO STAGE BECAUSE WTF WAS THAT…Baby Bread nuh uh more like Daddy Toast…sorry-look I know Jeongin’s saying “call you my hallucination” (????) I think…it’s something hallucinations- but let’s all admit we ALL heard ‘I wanna see you naked’

“Ugh, I’m so bored!” You groaned, tossing your head back. You sat on the floor in front of the sofa while your best friend played and braided your hair behind you. “Hey, isn’t me doing your hair fun?” The black hair boy with a bleached spot commented. You turned your head, shooting him a playful glare. “You’re the one braiding it.”

“Fine, fine. What if we play a game?” Jeongin hummed, a piece of your hair unbraiding itself when his fingers loosened. “Ooh, two truths and a lie!” You say excitedly, giving him the strand of hair that had fallen against the nape of your neck, “I’ll start!”

“You suck at braiding hair. I don’t like your weirdly spotted hair…and,” you begin to ponder a third statement, “and I think your dimples are cute.”

You smile to yourself, a small tug of your hair causes you to scowl, “Hey!”

“I do not suck at braiding hair, I’m just learning!” Jeongin scoffs in a jokingly offended tone.

You turn over your shoulder again, Jeongin’s grasp on your hair seizing yet again. You give him an unamused look, shaking your head.

“What’s the lie Innie?” You prompt him, “I dunno…you’ve never called my simple cute before so that’s weird. And you haven’t really cared about my hair…I’m gonna say it’s the hair one?” Jeongin stated in a questioning manner, shrugging as he attempted to restart the braid- again. You pull your hair away, swiveling your body to face Jeongin.

“Correct, I do like your weirdly spotted hair. What do you want?” Jeongin gave you a confused look, “What do you mean ‘what do I want’?”

“Well you won that round, what do you want?”

“Oh we’re getting penalties?” Jeongin hummed in amusement, his interest peaking in this game, “Go get me one of those mochis you hide, I know you have some.”

You frown at him before getting up from your spot on the floor to retrieve the doughy dessert. A few more rounds of the game went on before the two of you decided to turn it into a drinking game, a shot of soju for every loss. You’ve lost track of how many rounds have gone by, your mind too fuzzy from the alcohol to recall.

“Okay, my turn again!” Jeongin grinned, he wasn’t nearly as drunk as you, having given you insane scenarios to choose from and getting almost every round of yours right. “I’ve seen you naked.”

“What?!” Your eyes shoot open, Jeongin’s statement sobering you slightly. “You want to see me naked.”

Your cheeks flush red, cause it’s true- though you’d never admit it. You must be a madman to not think that your best friend is hot, and that fact alone has made you have some thoughts about him.

“And, I wanna see you naked.”

Jeongin’s cheeks had a pink hue, though you couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol. “What?” You breathed out shakily, you could feel yourself become aroused, you blamed the soju for that.

“I…I wanna see you naked.” Jeongin repeated himself, his face turning a darker shade of pink now.

You had no clue what possessed you to strip yourself of your loose t-shirt, but you blamed it on the alcohol. Jeongin watched your every move as you rid yourself of the material, his lip caught between his teeth. The sight alone sent arousal straight to his hardening cock, twitching in his pants.

You tossed the shirt somewhere onto the floor nearby, barring your bra covered chest to Jeongin. The black haired boy stared at you, his eyes grazing every bit of your exposed skin. He hesitantly brought his hand up before trailing his index finger along your bra strap.

Jeongin’s fingers trailed along the top trim of the bra, following the curve of your breast. Your breath hitches and he stops, Jeongin gives you a knowing look, you simply shake your head assuring him to go on. “Can I…can I take this off?” He stared up at you with flushed cheeks and a lazy soft gaze.

“Only if you,” You say, you bring your hand up to the hem of his white t-shirt implying your want, “take this off too.” Jeongin happily complies, a wide grin plastered across his face as he lifted and tugged his shirt over his head. “So I guess you do wanna see me naked.” He grins, you let out a playful huff.

Jeongin watches as your chest heaves and your thighs rub together under his eyes. Jeongin shifted closer towards you, “Is this okay?” His breath fanned across your cheek to your ear, you simply nodded in response. Jeongin’s fingers unclasped your bra from the back, the straps falling off your shoulders before the full undergarment was discarded.

The boy in front of you just stared in awe at your body, his eyes ranking up and down each curve of your breasts and waist. Growing timid under his gaze, you cross your arms in front of your body.

“Are you uncomfortable?” He asks, his hand reaching to rest gently on your knee.

“No,” You breath out shakily, “I dunno…I know it’s weird but…I want it so bad- fuck I want you so bad.” You ramble, your trembling hands cupping his face. Oh how you wanted to lean in and kiss his pink lips. “Fucking hell.” Jeongin breathed out before connecting your lips together.

His lips were rough against yours, every ounce of lust and desire fueling the kiss. You raised from your spot on the floor, climbing onto Jeongin’s lap, straddling his thighs. Jeongin’s hands are immediately on your body, trailing them along your hips to your waist. His hands trailed slowly towards your ass, but never quite grabbed you.

Out of frustration you took his hands in yours and placed them on your ass, letting him know that it’s okay. Jeongin’s rough hands squeezed the fatty flesh before rubbing the area. You moan into his mouth when you feel his erection poking your clothed cunt.

“Fuck,” You bite your lip, pulling away from the kiss and resting your head against his. “Wanted this for so long, Innie.” You whine as his hands cup your breast, his fingers flicking your hardened buds. “Shit baby, I’ve wanted this too!” Jeongin says, his hips bucking into you.

Your hands fumble to his waistband, trying to desperately free him of the clothing. Jeongin’s lips attached to your neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin there. Once you tugged at his slacks, he lifted his hips, letting you slide the pants along with his underwear down.

“Fuck, can I?” You say, pulling away from his lips once more as you stared at his erected cock. “Next time babe.” Jeongin said, watching you with amusement as you drooled over his cock. He swiftly flipped you onto your back, his fingers going to the waistband of your loose shorts.

You helped Jeongin slide them down your shorts, as you were gonna reach to pull your underwear down, he stopped you. “Don’t.” Jeongin simply stated, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

He maneuvered himself downwards till he was settled between your legs. Jeongin left kisses along your thighs up towards your heat. As he stared at your panties, he noticed a wet patch of your arousal stained on them, a sense of pride swelled over him knowing that he was the cause of it.

Jeongin suddenly leaned in and licked a stripe up your folds, a gasped moan falling from your lips as he continued lapping up your covered cunt. “Ah, Innie…they’ll be ruined.” You could feel the vibrations of his chuckle against your throbbing cunt, “I’ll buy you new ones, yeah?” He said, his hand making its way between your legs, slipping them under your panties and circling around your entrance.

“Ah, fuck Innie.” You moaned out as his finger nudged your panty to the side allowing his younger to finally meet your leaking pussy. Jeongin worked his finger in and out of your hole, stretching you by pushing another in, curling them at the right angle.

“Innie-“ You whined, neediness taking out your body, “Jeongin- stop!” And he did, Jeongin looked at you with round eyes, worried that he did something wrong or that he hurt you. “Are you okay?!” He says, pulling his finger out and wiping it on the couch cushion.

“I’m fine Innie, but if you don’t fuck me right now, so help me God.” Jeongin let out a sigh of relief before a small chuckle escaped his lips, “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He said climbing up to your face and leaving a kiss on your cheek.

You felt your face flush, “I- Jeongin…don’t just say stuff like that I- what?!” The words you formed in your head went numb on your tongue. Jeongin simply bit his lip cockily. “You…ugh.” You groaned, pushing his body off of yours, straddling his hips once again before taking his cock in your hand and dragging it along your wet folds.

“Oh fuck.” Jeongin hissed, his hands flying to your hips, gripping tightly. Every trace of his cockiness was wiped away. You could feel him throbbing underneath you, the veins along his cock protruding at the need for friction. “Babe, don’t start something you can’t finish.” Jeongin warns, squeezing the flesh at your hip.

“Who says I can’t finish it?” You taunt, a playful smirk on your face. Before you could blink, Jeongin had flipped you over the couch, your hands pinned above your head with one of his hands as his other guided the tip of his cock to your entrance.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Jeongin smirks, barely pushing his tip in before pulling out again. “This is still okay right? You don’t need me to stop-“ “Yang Jeongin! I swear if you ask me that one more time- if I want you to stop I’ll tell you, just fuck me already.”

With your confirmation, Jeongin flushes out against your ass as he pushes himself into your warm heat. Erotic moans falling from both of your mouths. “Shit, you’re so tight baby.”

“Fuck, I feel so full.” You whine as Jeongin starts thrusting into you.

Jeongin watches as your tits bounce with each thrust he gives. His eyes linger on your ass as it smacks against his pelvis. A sudden smack echoed throughout the living space, followed by a sting of pain on your asscheek. Jeongin watched as the flesh moved under his touch, how it reddened so quickly, how you moaned as he spanked you.

“You're so pretty like this, bent over and taking my cock like this.” Jeongin’s words go straight to your cunt, that familiar knot forming in your stomach.

“Holy fuck I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered as Jeongin continued pounding you from behind. You were suddenly pulled back by your hair, forcing you to look up. “You gonna cum on my cock, doll?” Jeongin mumbled, his grip on your hair loosening so that he doesn’t hurt you.

“Mmm, fuck yes Innie! Please can I cum.” You cried out as your climax neared. “Cum on my cock baby, you got it.” He encouraged, his pace never faltering. A few more thrust and you orgasmed, a watery liquid wetting the two of you. “Fuck, you’re so sexy- you’re clenching so hard on me, doll.”

“Shit I’m gonna cum- where do you want it?” Jeongin grunted, his fingers retreating from your hair and wrists, gripping your hips yet again for support. “Inside.” You whimpered due to the overstimulation. Jeongin groaned as he filled you up with his seed, resting his head against the back of your shoulder as he emptied out inside of you, “You’re milking my cock so well baby.”

After pulling out and washing up, the two of you just layed there on the sofa in a daze. “So what was the lie?” You broke the silence. Jeongin looked over at you with a small smile, “That I had seen you naked- which I guess now isn’t necessarily a lie anymore.”

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imfoive · 2 months ago

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Skz fake texts ── bf! SKZ Calling them “Husband” randomly strong dose of delulu

Warning: mentions of cursing, suggestive

── all fake texts

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darkwitchoferie · 3 days ago

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Train Ride - Chapter 4, Hyunjin

A quick note about the immersive Van Gogh Exhibition. They go to SeMA – the Seoul Museum of Art. That’s not where the real exhibit was when it was in Seoul, but fanfic rules, so who cares? Also, why was Hyunjin’s smut scene so much harder to write than any of the others so far? Like, it just didn’t want to cooperate. Finally, I decided to use text screenshots from time to time instead of just saying ‘oh you got a text’. There’s only one in this chapter. Also, this one has more plot to it than the others have had. It starts to get that way after this. Still smutty, but a tiny more plot too.

Cw/tw for this chapter: alluded to member x member action (Innie and Felix), unprotected vaginal sex, nipple play, oral (f receiving), this one’s actually really sweet

wc: 3.8k

Chapter One Two Three Five Six

While you were watching the livestream of the boys in the airport, you got a text notification. Seeing it was from Chan, you opened it quickly to see a screenshot of the picker wheel you were using with Hyunjin’s name chosen. Smiling to yourself, you switched back to the livestream, watching your boys make their way through the airport and thinking of ways to seduce Hyunjin.

It was about an hour after they were on the plane, while you were on your way to the grocery store, that you saw an ad and realized what you wanted to do. You knew Hyunjin was a romantic at heart and, while he may not object to being outright seduced the way Felix and Jeongin had been, he’d like something with more romance. When you parked at the grocery store, you quickly pulled out your phone and bought two tickets for the immersive Van Gogh Exhibition that was happening at SeMA for the free day they had, two days after their return.

Hyunjin picked you up at your apartment in one of what you often thought of as his most dressed-down outfits. Not to say he didn’t look good – he always did. But there was something about the way he was dressed and held himself that made him seem like ‘no, I’m just an attractive man, definitely not Hyunjin of Stray Kids’. You weren’t sure what exactly it was, but when he was dressed so simply like this, people tended to not notice who he was. It reminded you of something you’d read about Marilyn Monroe, how she said she could “turn on” the Marilyn persona but otherwise people wouldn’t notice her. With Hyunjin, the disguise was the persona he was turning on.

He had a cap pulled down enough to partly obscure his face, but not enough to make it seem like he was hiding. He’d told you once before that that was part of the trick – hiding without making it look like he was hiding.

Knowing the way he would be dressed, you dressed to match. Instead of wearing fancier or typical date-wear, you were just in a normal, knee length skirt that flared out when you spun, a plain t-shirt, and flats. While normally you may have considered jeans or shorts given the pleasant weather, you’d discussed with Chan and the two of you agreed that there was something delightful and ‘easy-access’ about being in a skirt for every one of these seductions.

“Hey, Y/N,” he smiled at you, pulling you into a hug. “Thank you for this. I didn’t even realize the exhibition was in town.”

“Oh, of course. I saw the ad for it and immediately thought of you.” You linked your arm through his as you headed toward the elevator. “And I figure we’ll be there for a while, so stop for dinner after?”

“That sounds perfect, actually. Chan’s not gonna miss you?”

“He knows I’m with you today. And he’s holed up with Sungie and Bin.” You knew he only planned to be with them for an hour or two, but you didn’t need to point that out. Let Hyunjin assume it meant one of their marathon sessions.

He chuckled, clearly assuming that. “Good point.”

The immersive exhibit was perfect. So much so, that you periodically forgot your seduction plan, which you supposed helped it feel less rehearsed. You’d been thinking and planning for this date the whole time they’d been gone that you worried you’d come off as stiff or something. Instead, the pair of you fell into a natural rhythm and it felt perfectly normal to reach over and grip his upper arm, play with his hair that was finally growing out long enough to actually, properly, play with, or tuck yourself close to him whether there was a crowd of people around you or not.

After getting your fill of the exhibit, the pair of you headed back to Hyunjin’s car. You watched him gesture wildly as he talked about Van Gogh’s artwork, hands imitating the movement of the stars, speech speeding up as he talked about his favorite parts of the experience. Then he stopped, just before reaching his car, and flushed.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to –”

“No,” you cut him off, “nothing to be sorry for. I was enjoying your enjoyment, Hyune,” you smiled at him, linking your arm through his again.

“I just, I know I can be a little… much sometimes.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “And that’s different than any of our other friends, how exactly?”

“Okay, that’s…. Yeah, you have a point.” He grinned at you, turning to face you fully and pulled you into a hug. “Seriously, thank you for this. It was amazing.”

“You’re so incredibly welcome. I’m glad I got to do this with you.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head before letting go. “Dinner’s on me. Where do you want to go?”

“Anywhere Thai, I’m craving chicken satay.”

“Ooo, yes.” He chuckled, taking your hand and spinning you, making you laugh too. The pair of you made it to your favorite Thai restaurant where you were sat at a booth toward the back of the seating area. The managers all knew who you were, or more importantly, who Hyunjin was, so they did what they could to make sure you were seated out of the way like they always did when any of the guys came in.

On your way to the table, you sent Chan a prearranged emoji message to let him know that you’d be back to your apartment in about an hour – the Thai restaurant being less than a five minute drive from your apartment. He was most likely already waiting at your apartment, but just in case he wasn’t yet, you sent the text to be sure. Hyunjin slid into the booth and you slid in beside him, sitting just barely far enough away to not be touching. He gave you a weird look, but otherwise didn’t comment on how close you were. Just like he hadn’t commented after any of the looks he’d given you at the museum that you’d elected to ignore. You ignored this look too, crossing one ankle behind the other and then fighting the internal laughter that came when your brain provided you with an ‘actually keeping your legs closed?’ joke.

Throughout dinner, you kept leaning into Hyunjin’s space – laughing with him, touching his arm, sharing his food. While none of it was unusual in the context of your friendships with all of the guys, you did your best to take it past the edge of flirting but not so far past that it would make him uncomfortable. Hyunjin was a good friend, one of the best, and as far as he knew you and Chan were exclusive.

As always, when you hung out with any of the guys, Hyunjin walked you to your apartment door. Chan was either watching the parking lot or got very lucky, and opened the door before you could put the key in the lock.

“Hey baby,” he kissed your cheek in greeting. “Hey Hyune.” He waited until you were both inside and he’d closed the door before asking, “So, how was your date?”

Hyunjin sputtered, “It wasn’t…. Hyung, I… I wouldn’t….”

“It was good. I got some great photos of Hyune enjoying the immersion. And he did that thing where he imitates the art with his hands, ya know?”

“Adorable,” Chan agreed. Hyunjin had fallen silent, staring between the two of you.

“We went for Thai at our usual place down the road. And I think I make Hyune nervous. Or, he’s just nervous how you’ll feel. I couldn’t really tell.” You could, but you wanted Hyunjin to know that you understood his nervousness.

“What is happening here?” He asked, still unsure and looking between you both.

“I suppose we were more direct with Jeongin and Felix,” Chan commented to you.

“Okay, more direct sexually, yes, obviously. But I feel like this was more romantic, ya know?”

Chan hummed his agreement. “Yeah, alright,” he turned to Hyunjin. “Blunt and direct, or soften it a little?” he asked.

“I don’t…. I don’t know?”

“Okay. I’m going to ask you something. It’s a genuine question, so I want a true answer. No judgement from us, no matter what your answer is.” Hyunjin nodded, not remotely reassured. “Do you want to have sex with Y/N?”

“Hyung, she’s your –”

“Nope,” Chan cut him off, “irrelevant for this conversation. Ignore me. Do you want to sleep with her?”

Hyunjin looked wide-eyed between the two of you a few times. “Yes,” he said softly.

You grinned, preening just a little bit. “Do you want to go on another date with her?”

“Yes.”

Chan smiled. “Good. Let me tell you what’s going on then.” He told Hyunjin about your desire to at least have sex with, but hopefully date, all the members but he didn’t elaborate on the previous comment about Jeongin and Felix.

When he was finished, you wrapped your arms around Hyunjin’s waist from behind like you’d done countless times throughout the time you’d known him. “It doesn’t have to change anything, Hyune. We can have sex today, then never again. We can have sex as often as we can fit it in for however long we both want. We can date and it can be a serious relationship if you want. Or, we can pretend this conversation never happened and today was just a fun day between friends. And any variation on any of that with Channie. It’s entirely up to you.”

Hyunjin hesitated. He brought his arms down to cover over yours but otherwise made no move for a few minutes. You didn’t press him, recognizing that he needed to think through his options. This was interesting for you to watch as you hadn’t given Jeongin and Felix the opportunity before anything happened. Which, worked out fine for your relationship with the both of them, but you knew it would never have worked that way for Hyunjin. The man had a romantic soul. Not that the others didn’t like romance, but it was just different with Hyunjin – he was more like Chan in this way.

After a few quiet minutes where you and Chan patiently waited for Hyunjin to think everything through, he turned in your arms. You tilted your head to the side, silently questioning him. He smiled, bringing his hands up to cup your cheeks and gently pressed his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss, tightening your arms around him. You could still feel the nervousness, or maybe uncertainty would be more accurate, in the way Hyunjin touched you even as he tilted your head so he could deepen the kiss. You decided to just follow his lead rather than stop him to ask if he was sure. You were confident that Hyunjin wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t sure he wanted to do and the lingering nerves were either from the unusualness of the situation or because he knew Chan was watching you both.

His confidence grew as he kissed you, his tongue sliding past your lips and one hand sliding to the back of your head, cradling the back of your skull as the other slipped down to grip your hip. You clutched the back of his shirt as he broke away from your lips, trailing soft kisses along your jaw, neck, and down to the neck line of your t shirt. He didn’t seem to be in any sort of rush, just enjoying feeling your skin under his lips.

“Bedroom?” he asked softly, pulling away for just long enough to ask. You turned in his hold, forcing him to drop the hand that had been holding your head down to your hip. He stuck close to your back, occasionally pressing a kiss to the side of your neck, as you led him to your bedroom, Chan trailing behind him. Once in your room, his nerves came back, though it didn’t seem quite as much. He turned you around so he could kiss you again, then gently led you backwards until your knees hit the edge of your bed and you dropped down onto it.

Chan didn’t say a word, barely made any noise, letting this encounter unfold as just the pair of you. He moved to sit in the chair you’d put in front of the large window in your bedroom and relaxed back into the cushions, content to just watch.

Hyunjin bent over you, cupping the back of your neck and tilting your head back to give himself better access to your neck. Once again trailing soft kisses down your neck, he slowly shifted to force you to lean back on your elbows, placing a knee between your thighs as he did. He pulled back slightly to look at you as he slid his hand under the hem of your shirt. You nodded, sitting up just enough to help him lift your shirt over your head. He leaned back in, pressing you all the way onto your back this time.

Unhurriedly, but in relatively short order, Hyunjin had you completely stripped under him. At some point, you weren’t really sure when or how you didn’t notice, he’d stripped himself too. At his urging, you shifted around so you were laying back against your pillows, legs splayed wide so he could lay between them. With a pleased smile, he followed you, pressing a few kisses to your belly.

Hyunjin’s hand slid up your inner thigh, fingertips dragging just enough to tickle and make you squirm. He lifted his lips from your belly long enough to look up at you with a smile when you giggled. You sighed in pleasure with his fingers finally brushed over your folds, pausing to gently flick you clit with the pad of his thumb. Watching your reactions, he slid a finger up and down you’re your folds, parting them then dipping a finger into your pussy. Your head tipped back against the pillow as he slowly started thrusting into you.

You looked to Chan who smiled and winked at you but was still fully dressed, man spreading on the chair and with a noticeable tent in his jeans.

You moaned low in your throat when Hyunjin added a second finger, easily sliding it in along side the first. He continued softly kissing your belly, the light, sweet touches turning you into a puddle of goo. You carded your fingers through his hair, thinking you could be content with just these light, simple touches for hours.

You’re somewhat surprised to feel the coil of an orgasm building in your belly already. As if sensing what you only just started feeling, Hyunjin bent down and flicked his tongue over your clit. He batted the sensitive buddle of nerves around with his tongue until he felt you clench around his fingers and groan out his name.

As you come down, you glanced over at Chan at the sound of a belt being undone to see he was finally stripping himself. Once naked, he sat back in the chair, making no move to join the pair of you or to actually touch himself.

Between your legs, Hyunjin grinned up at you. You tugged his hair, making him lift himself up so you could kiss him. He pulled his fingers out of you, sliding his hand up your belly and pressing his palm on your sternum as you reclaim his lips. With a small smile to yourself, you hooked a leg over his and used the leverage and surprise to flip the pair of you. You giggled again, this time at the surprised look on his face. Looking down at his cock, steadily leaking precum, part of you wanted to taste him, but you wanted to feel him buried inside you more in that moment.

You straddled Hyunjin’s hips, a hand pressed to his abs to help you balance, the other hand wrapped around his cock. Slowly, giving yourself time to adjust as you went, you sank down onto him. You sighed in pleasure and watched his eyes roll back in his head as you rolled your hips once fully seated. His hands slid up your thighs to grip your hips, fingertips digging into your flesh hard enough you felt pretty sure there’d be small bruises. All the nervousness that had been lingering in his eyes, vanished as he looked up at you.

Steadily, with help from Hyunjin, you rolled your hips building up a rhythm. Sliding a hand up your back, he pushed you forward a little, just enough that he was able to lean up and wrap his lips around a nipple. Your hips faltered for a second as your head dropped forward with a groan. Behind you, on the chair, you could hear the sounds of Chan stroking his cock. You stayed leaning forward, bracing both hands on Hyunjin’s chest, lifting your hips now instead of rolling to give him a better view. The new motion and position put a wonderful amount of pressure on your clit. Added to it, Hyunjin brought a hand up to tease which ever nipple he didn’t have in his mouth.

For just a second, you reflected on how well all the guys treated you so far, always seeking out and paying attention to the areas that gave you pleasure. Not that you were surprised they were just as sweet to you sexually as they were in every day interactions. But still, they all seemed to focus on your pleasure more than their own. Or at least, it felt that way.

Then you lost that train of thought as his free hand slid between your bodies, quickly finding and rubbing circles against your clit. You gasped, digging your fingernails into his pecs as the orgasm that had been building crashed through you, Hyunjin’s name falling from your mouth like a litany prayer. Your hips slowed, then stilled as you came down from your high. Then you relaxed your arms, dropping to rest on his chest.

“Still good?” Hyunjin confirmed.

“So good.”

“Good.” He gripped your hips, lifting you slightly, and started thrusting up into you. The motion and pressure on your clit, not to mention the perfect thrusting against your g-spot, had you quickly building to another orgasm. Your moans with every thrust were somewhat muffled against his skin, but you were fairly sure he could still hear them. Giving into the impulsive thought that often crept into your mind when you watched him dance and definitely did now, you leaned up a little and licked a long stripe up his sweaty neck.

He groaned at your action, planting his feet so he could thrust up faster. With another, longer groan, and one last deep thrust, Hyunjin stilled as he came inside you. The feeling of his cum filling you, and his cock twitching against your g-spot, triggered your third orgasm, causing you to clench around his softening cock and pulling a small whimper from him.

After a minute or so, you slid off him, flopping onto the bed beside him.

“Hey baby, you got one more in you?” Chan smiled down at you, slowly stroking his cock. You had no idea when he’d gotten up from his chair, but you frankly could not care less.

“Absolutely,” you reached for him, but made no move to actually get up. He chuckled, moving to lay between your legs and claim your lips for the first time since you’d gotten home. You hummed into the kiss, lifting one leg to hook it over his hips and pull him firmly against your body.

It was not the first time he’d had you after someone else had come inside you – nearly every morning that Jeongin wanted a morning quickie, Chan decided he did too. But, as he slid inside you, the obscene feeling of someone else’s cum, Hyunjin’s this time, oozing out around his cock delighted you the way it always did.

“Fuck,” he growled against your neck. “You looked so good on Hyune, baby.”

“Mm, felt so good too.”

Hyunjin, laying beside you, danced his fingers over your belly, tapping then drawing little patterns, seemingly content to just be there but not actually add any stimulation. With a smile, you reached for his hand, pulling it to your lips and pressing small kisses on each of his fingertips, then setting his hand back on your belly. With a content sounding hum, he leaned in to press his cheek to your shoulder, looking down your body so he could watch Chan thrusting into you.

“Oh God,” Chan groaned, leaning back a little and seeing both of you watching him. He sat himself up on his knees, sliding his hands slightly under your hips so he could left them up, changing the angle and causing your back to arch. His thrusts sped up, rocking your body and pulling nearly constant moans or little ahs from you. It was, Chan knew, one of your favorite positions at the end of the night. You didn’t have to do much, there was little to no pressure on your, at this point, overstimulated clit, he typically went deeper than he had before, and his cock slid against your g spot without hitting it directly.

With the practice of someone who knew your body well, Chan had you building to a fourth orgasm fairly quickly. When your walls started fluttering around him and you reached out to grip the arm of Hyunjin’s hand that was still on your belly, he knew you were close. He kept his pace steady, helping you ride the wave that was building then washing through your body. His name fell from your lips on a sigh, you clenching around him causing him to cum too, filling you completely.

Tired, but content and comfortable, you relaxed on your bed between Chan and Hyunjin. After a few quiet minutes, Hyunjin said, “I would like to try the dating option. I’m not sure if…. I mean, the constant sharing might be too much for me.”

“That’s okay,” you reassured him quickly. “If it is, or it starts to be, come to us and we’ll talk about what to do.”

As usual, Chan insisted on getting up and getting a shower. While the tub filled and you and Hyunjin quickly showered off so you could properly relax in that bath, Chan hurriedly stripped your bed, changing the sheets.

Cuddled in the bath, allowing the jets to soothe sore muscles, you were drifting off a little when Hyunjin asked, “What did you mean about Iyen-ah and Felix earlier?” You giggled before the pair of you gave him the shortened version of your previous encounters with the two of them.

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