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#Kris I will kiss you ON THE MOUTH YOU CANT STOP ME
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dear kris, this was supposed to be your extra spice for your fic. however, it is the 9th of september at 10 pm andim soo burned out from writing, that i cant finish it. I assume you can fill the gap that I left.
explicit stuff under cut. obkk.
Kakashi sat on his desk in the little room that was his in the servants wing. He was writing down what had happened during the day as his father had taught him to keep a good memory. If one of the Lord’s had mentioned a favourite food, or arrangement or tea he would always have the possibility to check it again later, so the idea. His hand hovered over “Lord Obito to be married to a Senju” unable to decide if it was worth preserving the rest of the evening when there was a knock on the door.
There was Lord Obito on the other side of the door, arm leaning against the side of it. He wasn’t wearing his jacket anymore, just the vest and the shirt below it and his eyes widened when he saw Kakashi in front of him. “You aren’t wearing a covering”, Obito said instead of a greeting. 
“I don’t need it in my own room, sir,” Kakashi replied. For a moment they just stared at each other and then he added: “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Obito ripped his eyes away from Kakashi’s cheeks and lips. “I just.. Can I come in?” 
“Of course, if you wish”, Kakashi stepped to the side to let the other man in.
He walked in and looked around. Kakashi was suddenly very aware of how sparse his room looked. He didn’t own many things, mostly books that were neatly tucked into a shelf over his bed. There was his desk and a little drawer and an ironing board. Everything else he needed was either in the cupboards along the servants corner or in the common bathroom. Obviously he did not have his own.
“Did you go talk to Lord Madara, sir?” Kakashi asked carefully, trying not to look like he was trying to jump the boundary again that he had crossed earlier. Obito nodded. “I apologised as he asked me to.”
Kakashi walked and invited Obito to sit down on his bed, while he sat down on the chair on his desk. “Did you meet your future fiance?” Kakashi asked and couldn’t stop himself from sounding a little envious.
“No, they had left. I am to meet them in a few days when they come back to the palace. Apparently the Senju are a very accepting bunch of people because according to my uncle they were not at all offended by what I did.” Obito’s hands were running through his hair again.
Kakashi nodded and made a sound in agreement and then waited. Why had Obito come here so late in the hour? He couldn’t remember a prince ever visiting the servants wing, especially not this one. If they both weren’t careful the whole palace would know about this by morning. Servants liked chatter.
“I … “Obito started and there was blush on his cheeks, “... came here to ask you, if you could teach me more.” Kakashi sat up straight. “M-more about kissing, you know? T-The more I know the easier it will go once I meet my partner.”
He was lying, and Kakashi thought that immediately. He was making the reason up. Obito had come here, all the way into the side wing, just to kiss him again. Kakashi’s heart was hammering against his chest. “Of course, sir,” Kakashi said. “If that is what you would want.”
Obito pursed his lips and Kakashi got up to relieve him from the shame of having to say it out loud again. He sat down next to the prince on the bed. The dark eyes studied his face as if it was a marble statue. “Where were we?” Kakashi asked softly. 
“I think you showed me this..” Obito replied and leaned forward to kiss Kakashi’s cheek, his jaw and then the neckline. Kakashi’s mouth fell open in a sigh when the other man's lips graced his skin, when his tongue ran over him softly. It had only been one row of kisses, but his cock was already hard pressing against his pants.
Kakashi pulled Obito’s face up. “Right, yes, I did. Time for the next step.”  Before their lips touched their tongues met in the air and both men groaned a little and the reignited feeling. This time Kakashi did not hold back in unbuttoning Obito’s vest and pushing it down over his shoulders. He had waited last time out of respect, but the prince had come into his room, his territory, and now Kakashi was asking for payment.
Fortunately Obito was more than willing to pay up. His fingers snailed under Kakashi’s shirt on Kakashi’s back, scratching his fingers lightly into the skin at the spine. “Depending on the gender of the person,” Kakashi said, a little out of breath, as he opened -no ripped open the undershirt Obito was wearing under his vest, “Kissing the chest can vary from very nice to stimulating your partner to the brink of insanity, depending on the person.” 
He kissed down from collarbone to the nipples, letting his hands wander over the muscueles of Obito’s back. The prince was well trained, even with his disability through his accident. He felt delicious in touch and Kakashi was not willing to stop. He pressed the man into the pillows of his bed and towered over him. His tongue found Obito’s right nipple in the midst of scars. “Ah~” Obito replied and so Kakashi did it again, a little more forcefully.
“Sir, may I show you other places where one can kiss?” Kakashi asked and kissed down until the seams of the trousers. Obito was clearly as hard as he was, but he wasn’t in the business of forcing consent, especially not from someone who could get him thrown into jail if he wanted. 
Luckily Obito had already completely fallen to the sensation. “Please”, he whispered quickly that it really sounded like he was pleading. Kakashi was only too willing to give him what he asked for. 
It was easy to open the belt and the buttons beneath it. Obito diligently lifted his ass to let Kakashi pull the pants completely down, undergarments included. His cock was now laying exposed in front of Kakashi, hard and pulsing as if it was waiting to be touched or used. He allowed the prince one moment to take the view between his legs before he put his mouth over it.
Obito jerked back, not out of Kakashi’s mouth, but closer in. He winced when Kakashi moved, which was such a fantastic sound that he immediately did it again. “M-my god..” Obito whined, his hands in Kakashi’s hair buried deep. “That’s so insane…” It was indeed insane, Kakashi thought. That he was here with the prince, that he could have his mouth around the cock of the pretty prince that he’d watched for so many years. Maybe getting put out on the street for this was worth it.
He closed his lips over Obito’s cock, sucking the air out of his cheeks to draw closer around it. The prince let out a deep sigh and he could feel the blood pumping into his tip. He was close, Kakashi knew by his demeanour, so he took one last breath, licking the tip broadly, and then pushed Obito as far inside his mouth as he could go. The man let out a moan that sounded like a silent scream and his hips moved forward into Kakashi’s mouth as if to hit the back of his throat. His hands were ripping Kakashi's hair violently when he came.
“I didn’t know..” Obito said, panting a little once Kakashi had cleaned himself up, “.. that kissing could be like that.” 
Kakashi got up from the floor, one finger trailing up Obito’s naked body. He really was beautiful with all the scars littering his body. Like a fighter, like a real prince from all the fairy tale people told each other in the kitchen of the castle. Kakashi’s own erection still was visible through the outline of his pants and Obito’s eyes followed it down, a little more blush red on his cheeks when he realised it was there. “Can I … can I help you with that?” 
He was so innocent, Kakashi suppressed the urge to jump onto him and kiss him again until he was spent and asking for mercy. He was like a very delicious prey that had willingly walked into the cage of the predator. By all means, Kakashi should have been the one to be hiding away under Obito’s stares, his influence and power, to cower away from his ability to cost him his job and livelihood any moment, but Kakashi felt in control. This was his room after all.
“There is something sir.” Kakashi knew he was being bold. Every step could be a step too far. “But we are moving away from kissing for this.” His eyes went to the little drawer next to his bed and he could basically see the little ceramic of fluid creme in it that he used for situations like these.
Obito was breathing hard, eyes still half fixated on Kakashi’s cock straining against his pants. Then his eyes went back to Kakashi’s. “Show me,” he said it like an order. “Show me everything.”
Kakashi didn’t wait for an extra invitation, his urges pushed forward. He wanted this so badly too, he’d always wanted a piece of prince Obito, as far away that seemed. He opened his pants and drew them away, quickly, as if time was of the utmost importance. Obito’s eyes widened when Kakashi’s cock was finally visible, springing forward hard and ready, precum glistening at the top.
“On your stomach,” Kakashi ordered and then, remembering who he was talking to. “Please, sir.” Obito deliciously complied. Oh, so delicious, Kakashi licked his lips and then reached for the ceramic in his drawer. It was a thick, almost see through fluid, that was harmless to human skin and often used between men in the castle for love making. Some women had used it too, Rin certainly had on Kakashi. 
He coated his fingers thick with it and then leaned over to kiss Obito’s ears and neck, trailing his tongue along his jaw, while he pushed one finger slowly into his hole. The price whined into Kakashi’s mouth, his eyes pressed shut. “Does that hurt?” Kakashi needed to make sure.
“N–not much, it is.. Weird..” Obito sounded out of breath. He opened his eyes and looked pleadingly again. Kakashi continued opening Obito up, slowly, carefully, his eyes always locked on the reactions of the prince. There was no reason to hurry and if he wasn’t enjoying himself this would only end in pain.
Kakashi bent over so he could directly kiss Obito again, tongues meeting and the urgency in Obito’s kisses told him that he too was aroused now. The fingers continued to do their work with controlled force and Kakashi plucked every moan of his mouth.
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sw4tch · 1 year
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UGHHHHHHH
People are starting to leave nasty comments on my kralsei comic on twt saying things like
"Ummmm isnt ralsei kris' brother???? Um THEY ARE CANONICAL BROTHERS YOU KNOW??"
which 1) no, HE ISN'T his LITERAL BROTHER ASRIEL, NOR IS HE RELATED TO ASRIEL DIRECTLY. REPLAY THE SOURCE MATERIAL MF (then i remember they probably are like, literal children with little to no game comprehension)
And 2) do u think that at this point in time where that isn't IN ANY WAY confirmed, IT'S GONNA STOP ME???????? KRIS AND RALSEI KISS EACH OTHER ON THE MOUTH, U CANT STOP THIS
Like god, you really think Tobias "i keep my games pretty family friendly all things considered" Fox is going to IMPLY ralsei has romantic feelings for Kris only to later on pull a SIKE he is their literal brother reveal???? U THINK SO LOWLY OF HIM???
Ralsei "i am interested in Lightner x Darkner romance stories" Deltarune is CANON CMONNNNNN
Anyway that is to say, this human kid is going to kiss that goat straight on the lips in my fancomics and you can't stop this. On that note, that lizard is also going to kiss him directly on the lips in a bisexual way and u can't stop that either. EVERYONE WILL LOVE RALSEI IN MY FANCOMICS, THAT FLUFFY BOY WILL BE SO GODDAMN LOVED
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generaldisdainn · 4 years
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Protective
Kristanna Smut Week 2020 Day 4:  Worship at the Altar
Word count:  2076
Rating: M
“Sounds like somebody’s jealous,” she teased.
“I’m not jealous. Just,” he stopped to think of a better word before finally settling on one, “protective.”
It wasn’t often that Kristoff was jealous. His Anna was beautiful, and he knew that men would want to try their luck with her. At the end of the day, Kristoff always knew that he was the one Anna would be going home with. So when a man flirted with her at a bar or someone sent her a message on her Instagram, as long as the person was relatively respectful, Kristoff didn’t pay it any mind. But every once in a while, someone said something that made his blood boil.
He and Anna had joined Elsa and Honeymarren out at a club. It wasn’t really Kristoff’s scene, but seeing Anna dance and laugh with her sister was worth it. Besides, the way Anna grabbed at him on the dance floor was something that made his knees go weak.
He was standing up against the bar, drink in hand, smiling as he watched Anna dance like no one was watching. She approached life with such enthusiasm, and tonight was no different. She swayed her hips to the music. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her.
“See those girls over there?” The man next to him had turned to his friend and was motioning to Anna, Elsa, and Honeymarren, all singing and dancing and laughing together. 
Kristoff narrowed his eyes and hid his mouth in his drink, suddenly suspicious of what this man was going to say.
“Which one would you bang?”
“Out of all of them?” Both of the men looked sleazy. Kristoff didn’t trust him for a second. Anna was one to see the good in those around her, always offering people a warm smile and the benefit of the doubt when others would turn a blind eye. He loved that about her. But her belief in the good of all hadn’t necessarily rubbed off on Kristoff. He had learned time and time again that there were many people in this world who just couldn’t be trusted. 
The first man started up again. “Yeah. I’d say the one with the silver hair is the sexiest, but she’d probably be too hard.”
The other man laughed. “Yeah. That brunette is sexy too though.”
“What about the redhead? She look easy to you?”
The other man shrugged. “I dunno. It’s hard to say. You might as well give it a shot.”
“That girl doesn’t look like she’s ever had a man show her a good time. I bet I could get her in bed, no sweat. Fuck her up real good.”
Kristoff slammed his drink down on the table a bit more aggressively than he had intended. The two men jumped a bit at the sudden sound and glanced up at him before turning back to each other.
“Ten bucks says I can take her home tonight. She’s probably desperate for it.”
That was it. Before the other man could accept the bet, Kristoff made his way to the dance floor. 
Anna smiled and waved, jumping up and down and beckoning him over.  “Kristoff! Come dance!”
He sidled past Elsa and Honeymarren and put a hand around her waist. His hand rested on the small of her back, and he wasted no time in taking her into a passionate kiss. His mouth traveled to her ear and he expelled a breath. He smiled as he felt her shiver against him. “Do you want to get out of here?”
Anna nodded. 
She quickly told the others that they would be heading out. After hugs and goodbyes to Elsa and Honey, they were on their way to the exit, Kristoff’s arm wrapped protectively around her shoulder. He shot the men at the bar a triumphant glare before heading out the door. Fuck those guys. 
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“That was fun tonight!” Anna chimed once they got back to their apartment, removing her earrings and placing them on a table. 
Kristoff only hummed in response, his mind elsewhere. He couldn’t stop thinking about those men at the bar, so bent on looking at her and thinking about touching her. His thoughts stilled as he felt a small hand creep up his chest.
“What’s wrong?”
She was so perceptive. There was no use in hiding it. 
He ran a hand through his hair. “I’m fine, really. It’s just, some guys at the bar were ogling you and they were being jerks about it.”
Anna giggled and ruffled the hair he had just pushed back. “Sounds like somebody’s jealous,” she teased. 
He swatted her hand away. “I’m not jealous. Just,” he stopped to think of a better word before finally settling on one, “protective.” 
He saw Anna’s cheeks darken at that. They had been together for long enough by now that Kristoff knew she secretly loved when he got like this; protective of her. As much as she denied it, he knew she loved feeling wanted. Desired. He saw the way she looked at him even now, eyes sultry and low, bottom lip tucked between her teeth.
Despite the feelings his protective nature brought out of him, it wasn’t difficult to admit to himself that even he enjoyed it a bit. It gave him a sort of fire and passion. He loved ravishing her, loved hearing her moan and having her remind him that she was his and his alone. The jealousy was never negative, it merely brought out a more passionate side in both of them. 
“There are so many men out there, Kristoff. Why don’t you remind me again why you’re the only one for me?”
She was playing with him. She smiled almost deviously at the way he clenched his hands at her words. She knew what he wanted, and she was intending to drag it out of him. 
He dove at her, kissing her like he did back at the club, almost wishing there was an audience there to watch them here too. It was beautiful. Passionate. Heavy pants intertwined and hands pawed at clothes. 
“Bedroom,” she said between breaths. “Now.” 
Kristoff almost growled in response, his pants suddenly feeling far too tight. 
She led him there and pushed him onto the bed. 
Kristoff reached out to grab at his Anna, but she swiftly pulled away and sauntered ahead of him instead, swaying her hips just like she did at the club. This time, however, it was all for him. 
“I’m all yours,” she purred. “This is only for you. Just sit back and watch.”
Kristoff reached out to touch her but she swatted at his hand.
“Don’t touch.”
She started at her chest, tugging at her shirt to let out her freckled shoulders. She swayed as she pulled her shirt up over her head revealing a black, lacy pushup bra that had Kristoff sucking in his breath. She pushed her breasts up and grabbed them in a way that drove him wild. God, she knew him so well. She turned around as she removed her pants, shaking her ass at him and showing him her panties. A matching set. Kristoff’s mouth was agape.
She straddled his lap and rocked against his hard cock. “Worship me,” she commanded. “I’m all yours.”
Kristoff moaned, unable to hold himself back at her words. He brought his hands to her hips, picking her up and throwing her to the bed. Love and devotion bubbled up in his chest. He almost collapsed on top of her, his lips desperately kissing her. A growl grew in his throat as he unclasped her black, lacy bra and threw it aside. He brought the supple flesh of her breast to his mouth and lapped at her. He knew just what movements brought moans out of her. He rolled her nipple between his fingers, using his mouth to ravish the other.
“Nobody knows your body like I do,” he groaned. 
“I’m yours, Kris,” she huffed against him. 
Kristoff moved his hands down her sides, not wanting to waste any time in making her squirm. He thought about that man at the bar, pride swelling in his chest as he worked her body in a way that that prick never would have been able to. He removed her panties, dripping wet as always.
He brought a languid tongue to her folds, not even bothering teasing her after she had just given him such an arousing show. 
“If any other man were to take you, would he know to do this?” he teasingly challenged as he swiped his tongue up along the right side of her clit. 
She bucked her hips and let out a shaky cry.
That was a spot that always made her moan.
“Or,” he continued into her folds, “would they know that when you’re being eaten out you like your clit to be taken into my mouth like this.” He did just that, drawing her clit out from its hood and gently sucking.
Her thighs tightened around his head.
“Or what about,” he began once he withdrew his mouth. “The way you want your hips held down as I slip two fingers inside of you.” He pressed down on her hips, canting his index and middle fingers inside of her and crooking them against her wall. 
Anna cried out his name. Kristoff reveled in the knowledge that he was the one bringing those delightful sounds out of her, so incredibly satisfied to know that he was the only one who knew her body as well as she did.
“I know every little thing that makes you squirm, Anna,” he bragged as he took her clit in his mouth once more, fingers pressing inside of her. “You’re my queen.”
She moaned. Words affirming that she belonged to him tumbled out of her lips. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair. 
Kristoff groaned at the confirmation, lapping more eagerly at her folds, desperate to make her shake around him. 
“Please,” she murmured. Her hands held the sheets taut as she writhed. 
“What do you want?” he mumbled against her clit. He knew good and well what she wanted, but he needed to hear it. He needed to hear her need him. 
“Inside. I want your cock inside of me. Please,” she was desperate, head thrown back against the pillow and hips canting up towards him. 
“Anything for my queen,” he conceded, withdrawing his mouth and fingers from her. He chuckled as she whined at the loss of contact. She was so needy. It filled him with something primal and protective.
“Are you ready?”
“Fuck, yes, take me, Kristoff.”
Kristoff entered her with one swift motion, filling and stretching her with ease. Kristoff shuddered, feeling indescribable warmth now that he was inside of her. 
He began, slowly at first, but then he picked up the pace, the headboard rocking against the wall as he fucked her. 
“I also know,” he began through his pants. “That in order for you to cum you need me to touch you. Isn’t that right, Anna?”
“Yes,” she cried.
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Please, Kristoff. No one has ever touched me like you do.”
He stroked her clit as he fucked her, feeling as her walls clenched around him. He was nearing his own peak.
“Kristoff, use me. Fuck, I want to see you cum on me. I’m so close.”
Those words threw him over the edge. She convulsed around him and he swiftly withdrew to paint her breasts with his cum. She was his. Deliciously, beautifully his. His and his alone. 
Anna giggled as soon as Kristoff laid down beside her. “A tissue might be helpful,” she suggested, unmoving from where she laid. 
“Shit, sorry.” Kristoff got up and handed her a tissue, helping her as she delicately wiped him off of her chest. 
“It’s okay,” she sighed. “There. All done! Now come here and cuddle me,” she said after tossing the sticky tissues into a nearby waste bin. 
Kristoff happily obliged. 
“Was that okay? I just know how you get when you’re feeling protective and jealous and I thought that maybe—”
Kristoff silenced her before she could talk herself into anymore self-doubt. “Anna. It was perfect. You’re perfect. And god, it felt amazing.”
“It did?”
“Of course it did. I came, didn't I? And you know I love worshipping you.”
“You’re the only one who can make me feel like that, Kristoff.”
He nuzzled her chest, his heart swelling with pride. Any semblance of jealousy he once felt had long dissipated into love and reverence for his beautiful Anna.
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marshmallow-phd · 5 years
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Charming Instruction
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Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe
Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au
Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader
Summary: You were just an average, everyday college student desperately trying to graduate. Only one more year stood between you and that celebratory walk. However, due to an oversight by your adviser, it seemed that the one class you never wanted to take was required to take that walk. It wasn’t the subject matter that made you uncomfortable. It was the teacher. Your heart sped up every time you saw him and you didn’t want that distraction in your life, attractive or not. With meeting him now an inevitability, you swore that you would keep your hormones in check. But after your first day of class, a series of hi jinks and weird situations lead you to discovering the secret of your professor and why he seemed to bombard your every thought.
Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I Final
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Junmyeon didn’t lead you too far into the woods. He stuck to the tree line, pulling you in close once he was leaning up against a sizable trunk that kept you somewhat hidden from the house. Hands resting on your hips, he leaned his forehead on yours and sighed deeply.
You could tell he was still stressing over the meeting. Perhaps he was expecting more concern and questioning from the pack rather than the nonchalant reception that was bestowed upon him instead. While you didn’t know the boys all that well, they all seemed to give off that carefree vibe, which was possibly be the bane of Junmyeon’s existence, if you had to guess. But that probably just came with the territory of being a leader. And being the mate of the leader, you figured it was your job to help him stop worrying.
“Just give them a little time,” you reassured him as you rubbed his arms. “Soon, they’ll take it more seriously. It’s just because the information is so vague at this time, they don’t know what to be cautious of. So, they blow it off rather than stressing about something they have no control over.”
Junmyeon pouted, squeezing your sides. “Then why am I stressing about it?”
“Well, I don’t know too much about werewolf pack dynamics….” You scrunched your face mischievously, “But I’m pretty sure it has to do with the fact that you’re the leader and it’s kind of your job to worry over every little thing.”
“I do not worry about every little thing,” he protested.
This was coming from the same person who didn’t tell you the truth about the connection between the two of you because he was overthinking on whether or not you would hightail it out of here and leave him in the dust. Granted, you didn’t give him much hope for any other outcome, but still.
You held your thumb and index finger up, leaving a minuscule amount of space in between. “You do. Just a little bit.”
Junmyeon opened his mouth to argue, but then closed it, sighing heavily. “Okay. Maybe a little. But someone has to worry about these things or else we’ll all be doomed.”
“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing that you’re the leader instead of one of the others.”
He let out a short laugh. “Well, me and Kris. And it was nice that he-”
A little over the current discussion, you simply pressed your lips against Junmyeon’s for a quick kiss to stop his talking. Well, it was supposed to be a quick kiss.
Catching the back of your neck with his hand before you could pull away, Junmyeon deepened the display of affection, taking full advantage of the isolation. Under your palms that were resting on his chest, you could feel his content purr vibrating both you and him. The sensation made you giggle. Junmyeon broke off the kiss at the sound.
“What’s so funny?” he murmured, frowning at you.
“You’re like a cat,” you chuckled. Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
Junmyeon scoffed, the corners of his mouth turning up in astonishment. His eyes turned back to you, “Do you realize how insulting that is?”
“Um, sorry?” you snorted. He did not find it as funny. “It’s not my fault! You were purring!”
“I was happy! I can’t control it!” he whined.
You rolled your eyes. “I was just saying that it was cute!”
“Hardly the word I want to hear in the middle of kissing you,” he grumbled.
Stepping back, you crossed your arms, just staring at him. He kept pouting, just making him even cuter.
It was ridiculous. The big alpha wolf wanted to be seen as anything but cute. But he made it hard with that fluffy brown hair, puckered lips, and big, round brown eyes gazing at you. You almost wanted to snap a picture of it, but that didn’t feel appropriate in the moment. Honestly, it felt silly, him taking offense to that four letter word, but it wasn’t worth starting an argument.
You threw your hands up. “Okay. Fine. I won’t call you cute anymore. Never again. I will purge that word from my vocabulary unless I’m talking about a puppy or small child.”
Junmyeon’s eyebrows shot up to nearly his hairline. “I didn’t say that.”
Narrowing your eyes and smirking, you teased, “So, you do want me to call you cute?”
He shrugged, hands in his pockets. “I wouldn’t mind it under certain circumstances. Just not when I’m kissing you. Because that makes me want to show you exactly how not ‘cute’ I can be.”
Now that kind of had you taken back. “Are you sure you’re a college professor? Because you are acting a bit more more like a college boy right now.”
With a predatory gleam in those russet eyes, Junmyeon stalked towards you. Instinctively, you stumbled back until your back hit a tree, the curved edges of the bark piercing your shoulder blades.
Your breath quicken and you couldn’t stop the audible gulp in your throat from how much like a wolf he being. That reaction seemed to just egg Junmyeon on. He didn’t stop until the space between you was completely gone, a hand on each side of your hip to keep you in place. His lips were right against your ear as he whispered, “I’m only a professor on campus.”
Oh, that’s not good.
Junmyeon nibbled at your ear before moving down to your neck. You giggled anxiously. He’d never gone this far before. What really made you nervous was the fact that you didn’t want to stop.
“Junmyeon! Junmyeon, are you out here?!”
Junmyeon growled, slamming a fist into the bark above your head. “Oh, for crying out loud.”
You snorted, covering your mouth when Junmyeon shot you a look.
Chanyeol and Jongin came running through the trees. You straightened up, hoping that there was no evidence of what you and Junmyeon were doing left on your face.
“What is it?” Junmyeon asked grumpily. You could tell he was trying to remain calm and not be irritated at the boys in case it was a real emergency.
“Sorry to barge in,” Jongin actually looked really guilty, which made you want this whole thing end even quicker, “but no one can find Tao. Did he run past here?”
Junmyeon shook his head. “No, we haven’t. Why?”
“No one can find him,” Chanyeol explained. “He stormed off after the meeting. He seemed really pissed.”
“That’s not good.” Junmyeon ran a hand through his hair before glancing at you. Turning back to the other wolves, he asked, “Did you see what direction he took off in?”
“He went out the front door,” Jongin replied.  
“So, you think he went into town?” Junmyeon guessed.
Chanyeol shrugged. “Maybe? And you know Tao when he’s mad. He doesn’t really have the best control.”
“Alright.”
You could see how reluctant Junmyeon was to be the leader, to go after his wayward member, but it was an instinct that he couldn’t ignore.
“I guess I’ll go track him down,” Junmyeon sighed.
“I need to go back into town anyway,” you inserted. Maybe if you were the one to take him, he’d be less pouty about it.
“Luhan wants to go with you,” Chanyeol added. “Said if anything, he can drag Tao to the empty bar while he does opening work.”
Junmyeon nodded. “Okay, then. Let’s go.”
The four of you headed inside, grabbing Luhan before splitting off and going back outside to your car.
It wasn’t a very chatty car ride. Luhan stayed quiet in the back seat while Junmyeon held your hand from the passenger’s seat. He made random comments about the area’s history or how the road needed repaving every once in a while.
Apparently, Tao preferred to hang out downtown, so that’s where you dropped the two wolves off. You told Junmyeon that he could find you at the museum once he was done. When he questioned why you would go there, you simply shrugged and said to kill time.
That wasn’t entirely a lie. You really did like to spend free time at the museum, wandering around and trying to find new pieces to memorize.
But today you had a little mission.
Even though Junmyeon said he’d already gone through the little book of his family’s history, you thought that maybe a fresh pair of eyes could pick up some new clues.
Mrs. Kang wasn’t surprised to see you at all when she saw you in the main lobby. Junmyeon had told you earlier in the week that he had you added to the very limited list of people with access to the back room. Mrs. Kang handed you a key card with no hesitation and left you to go on your merry way. Getting a pair of cotton gloves from the supply closet, you buckled yourself down at the table in Junmyeon’s secret room after carefully taking out the book from its resting place.
You flipped through the pages slowly, gliding your eyes over the heavily faded words. Some paragraphs were almost completely illegible from the old ink wearing away with age. One particularly worn page caught your eye about halfway through the book. The edges were particularly feathered and torn, giving you the impression that this page’s contents were immensely important in the past. Almost all the writing was gone on the pages, but certain words you were able to make out.
Enemies.
Beware.
Hunted.
Future encounters.
Bingo.
At the very bottom of the page, underneath the missing information was a familiar looking symbol still present enough to make out. It was a circle overlapping three points. That could be the clue you were looking for in order to keep the pack - Junmyeon’s family - safe. But where did you take it from here?
Junmyeon came to the museum about forty-five minutes later, finding you in the “caveman” section, as Cam liked to describe it.
“Finding anything new and interesting?” he teased as he came up behind you, encircling his arms around your waist.
You shrugged lazily. “Perhaps. Did you find Tao?”
Junmyeon scoffed. “Yeah, he’s been found. But he’d ran off in the forest, not to town. Apparently, he just ran in a different direction than where we were.”
“Poor leader.” You turned around in his arms, linking your own around his neck. “It’s so hard being you.”
That just made him roll his eyes. “You’re so mean to me.”
You motioned to exit with your head. “Come on. Since I’m so mean, dinner’s on me.”
Junmyeon made his impressed face, the kind he made when a student in class gave him an answer he wasn’t expecting. “I like that idea. And I think I know just the place.”
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Triquetragirl49: I’m glad that the new article helped!
Archaeology4life: It was a great read! Thank you!
Triquetragirl49: How’s the paper coming?
Archaeology4life: Not too bad! Teacher’s a hardass, though. Lol
Triquetragirl49: Well, hopefully he’ll at least enjoy your paper on irish werewolves.
Archaeology4life: Fingers crossed! If I don’t get an A, I might have to complain to the dean. Jk
Triquetragirl49: Remind me again why you were focusing on that subject?
Archaeology4life: I just came across something about werewolves and a connection to the triquetra in some research. I was surprised that they were both related to protection.
Triquetragirl49: Kind of related. Werewolves were still considered dangerous and best for everyone to stay away from them.
Triquetragirl49: At least, according to the legends, that is. Considering they’re not real!
Archaeology4life: I’m sure if wolves were real, they wouldn’t be dangerous.
Triquetragirl49: You never know. There’s a lot of scary stories out there lol.
Archaeology4life: Yeah… you’re right lol
Archaeology4life: Thank you again!
Triquetragirl49: Of course! Just let me know if you want to know anything else! I’ve enjoyed talking to you!
Archaeology4life: Same!
“What are you smiling at?”
You slammed the screen of your laptop shut just as Junmyeon slid into the empty space across from you in the breakfast booth. Since he had a department meeting this evening, you’d beaten him to the farmhouse and decided to kill some time by getting back in touch with your new internet friend.
Finding triquetagirl49 in a folklore chat room on a history website had been pure luck and she’d giving you so much information on how that old celtic symbol could be related to werewolves. It seemed more like a good thing, representing protection for both humans and wolves alike. You weren’t sure when you should share this information with Junmyeon or exactly how to present it, so you decided for now to just keep it to yourself for the time being.
“Funny article on The Mummy trilogy,” you lied smoothly.
He shook his head, laughing to himself. “You and those movies. Don’t you have them memorized by now?”
“Maybe,” you pouted. “We can watch something else, though, if you want. Or do something else. We don’t have to watch a movie.”
Junmyeon held out two hands, moving them up and down like a pair of scales. “Let’s see… hold my mate close on my bed while we watch her favorite movie or do something else that involves less intimate time and possibly run into someone else in the pack.” He gave you a pointed look. “I think movie wins.”
You beamed. “Good!” Hopping up, you started for the staircase. “Let’s go!”
Junmyeon laughed as he followed you up to his bedroom. By luck, a majority of the wolves were out and about with their mates on this beautiful friday night. Since you and your wolf still had to be careful about who saw you together, it was a night in for the pair of you. But you didn’t mind. In fact, you had been looking forward to it all week.
Jumping on the bed, you pushed yourself all the way up to the headboard while Junmyeon turned on the TV and readied the movie before heading into the bathroom. While you waited on him, you fluffed up the pillows to make yourself more comfortable.
When he emerged from the bathroom, you tried to keep your focus on the bright screen. Junmyeon had decided that it was completely appropriate to come out in just a pair of sweatpants. Just sweatpants. No shirt.
He was such a tease.
You made no protest as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in close to him. Leaning your head on his chest, you watched the movie for a good fifteen minutes or so until the scene with Rachel Weisz in the museum, knocking over the bookshelves and creating that cringe-worthy disaster came on the screen.
That’s when Junmyeon got a little restless.
At first, he was just playing with your fingers and planting kisses on your shoulder. Then he moved his lips up to your neck, tickling the sensitive skin. Out of reflex, you flinched into the kiss, closing off access from Junmyeon.
“It’s cute that you know every word,” he whispered. It was obvious that he cared nothing for the movie and he was just trying to distract you and maybe even give him all your attention instead.
Taking the bait, you turned to tell him to be quiet. Before one word could escape your lips, he’d captured them in his own. You never saw another minute of the movie, too preoccupied to pay it any mind.
Oh, well. There was always next time and your wolf needed your special attention.
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what is kissing various ccuers like? find out
vivian: awk af and will force ur hands up to touch her face. altho thinks its 10x more hot for u to just touch her lips not actually smooch her. might end w her trying 2 like eat ur hand killian: hes a dad. also divorced 2 times. so weird is an understatement. also full indiana dad semi-aftershave beard so double awk. altho if u like that good on ya. needless to say he kinda is occupied w trying to eradicate humanity but he makes time exceptions 4 u. lips taste like regret and $5 cedar lake beer c(d)r: again awk as hell. high energy tho. prefers little 'muah' pecks. if on lips: redbull and coffee. makeouts r rare but cdr isnt rly a ~sexy~ person (lawyer). would love love love if u initiated smth further tho! but if u are not comfy thats ok :) xiang: gravity increases in a good way like when u get underwater so far & water pressure does that thing it does where you just feel .zip'd. soft lips rating = 12/10 kris: dont try to be sexy and bite his lip you might catch his lip ring and that hurts him be careful :( otherwise also p awk but in a very endearing way pre gb emerson: apyr :) post gb emerson: his lips taste like broken dreams, expired yogurt, and porn. 0/10 but he likes to shove his tongue down ur throat and if u find that hot congrats. also will use his es. just enjoys the idea of escalation. rly hard to 'just' kiss him bc if he wasnt already horny for everyone its ESPECIALLY bad for u. ender: doesnt know what human affection is but hypothetically will not have an understanding of being normal. will try and succeed to hurt you. if you dont like it he wont be affected (MEAN!) unless he cares abt u (partner on his quest for revenge). if you like it congrats hes not abt to go bdsm and hurt u unless u ask tho eva: not interested in romance but you're special :) at first shes eh to the idea of making out bc tht takes up time but it grows on her. likes human intimacy ig. kisses are very sweet and very nice :) 20/10 jacobi: smoker so not great. also doesnt shave so not great. kinda awk and not rly in an endearing way either. you have to teach him. but hes trying ok???? juno: electric! loves kissing thinks the idea of smashing faces is weird but also AzanPog. will like it if u run ur hands thru his hair so do it :) ruth: has never been a romance guy post-HS and frankly has naught the time nor energy for it rn (except for u). so hes just kinda rusty. likes to be guided and told what to do not in a weirdo way just ig u gotta let him know cos he needs to know ur boundaries if escalation. otherwise hes super nervous. will maybe surprise kiss u if he is brave! :) holo 0302: kiss -> makeout -> devolves into (if you so desire) hard and heavy fuckin. cant really control itself enough to stop UNLESS you give the word/it senses u arent having a good time. otherwise its rly possessive of u. always wants to be the instigator. always tries to get ur clothes off as fast as possible lol tour: AWKKKKK but it is ok. she isnt for pda or hell even private da so moments are rare w her. u have 2 initiate. super duper rusty also lips chapped af. not rly one for making out tho. sometimes u get insecure like oh does she not love me and the answer is no, she does, just bad at showing it smop: weird she doesnt rly care abt romance or face smashing at all. also unphased by 99% of advances or innuendos or anything remotely romantic. have 2 tread carefully w her. first kiss probably 6mo after u started dating but shes like huh i thot we were jus rly good friends. its super sloppy and she has no idea what shes doing but its ok cos its endearing rich: need i say anything. its perfect every single time. pure euphoria. rly good kisser too. ur welc johanna: messy & sloppy af because she insists upon not initiating intimacy unless shes super inebriated. she doesnt want you to overwrite trevor in her mind so she just hopes the alcohol will get rid of the taste of ur lips. doesnt work. first sober kiss is still weird and shes rly hesitant. u got 2 feel it out w her. takes a looong time to escalate since shes uncomfortable but thats ok. when shes at that point then o ya she loves nice long chill makeout sessions. probably with the caveat that every so often she takes a massive swig of beer (remember to work out this idea with her beforehand as to not overstep boundaries). lips obvi taste like beer. sooo much jack daniels. nikolai: will never initiate intimacy. u have to sit him down and tell him its ok but he still wont. loves it if he is never in control of the scenario. would love it even more if u escalated w/o him asking and hes afraid to ask. but if u eventually deprogram him he might initiate sometimes. kisses are super weird hes not used to em. whys his mouth taste so salty wtf? clara: very clinical. she is not by any means a romantic. but still nice tho since any intimacy is a good act of opening her shell! issac: CHEFS FREAKIN KISS BABY. better than rich. even if u just have a fling u will never ever find anyone who can even just smooch u like he does. filled w emotion and also hes super nice ig so :). handles u so carefully not in a fragile way but in a loving way. mouthtaste for sure some kinda minty flavoure. or a nice wine :) reina: she makes u feel so safe. thts all i have 2 say. u are Held ingrid: are you crazy? schuyler: actually not as bad as one might think. prefers u to initiate. obvi used to be a heavy smoker and drinker so he is kinda bad for the mouth ya feel. acquired taste for sure. if u like southern men, congratulations. dr.w: go grandpa go jim: would start happy crying if u asked if u could kiss him. then would say no. ur gonna have to wait a LOOOOOOOOOOONG ASS TIME to kiss him. just be patient. notice that his acts of intimacy are skewed towards nonphysical- hes a great listener and is very attentive to u! those are good :)
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THE WAR: COMEBACK HOME
In the beginning there were 12. They are the ones to hold the balance of the world. If one dies, they get replaced. There always has to be twelve. There came a time where the twelve were threatened, and so they had to flee. They vowed to come back. They fled to earth and stayed undercover. They became known as EXO.
They used their origin as a concept, they came from Exo Planet and they were fleeing from something. This was to see who was interested in the unnatural concept. This would be handy later on. They stayed hidden very well, they had been able to not get caught by their enemies. It was hard but it was done. After their second ‘comeback’ the heir of the throne had called for a meeting.
Kai being the messenger, he had to bring all the other members to the meeting. They still haven’t grasped the idea of a cell phone.
The first person he found was D.O. He was by his car in the street.
“Hey, were having a meeting, Kris wants to talk” Kai informed, looking around the area. He wanted to make sure that no one just saw him apparate. D.O. Nodded calmly. Kai moved on to the next person he needed to get to.
It turns out Suho was with Baekhyun, they were in their home. They were standing in the hall talking, discussing something, he didn't bother asking what. He told them the information he needed and left.
The next one he hated going to. Sehun liked to hang out in the desert, he didn't understand why completely. He gets that Sehun likes the breeze there but what about the sand getting in his eyes. He really hated this place. He informed him as quickly as possible and teleported.
Chanyeol was in an empty parking lot, walking around and playing with his fire, Kai smirked.
“Kris wants to have a meeting in our dorm.”
“Why?”
“He didn't say” he shrugged. He went to his next destination, Tao was in his practice room, he had stopped time and started practicing his martial arts. Kai told him that they had a meeting in a few minutes. He promised to be there in a few minutes.
Lay and Xiumin were in the dining room, they nodded as Kai in acknowledgement, they got the message.
Chen was at the beach and was watching the waves, ‘boring’ Kai thought.
“We have a meeting” he said to him, he nodded and started to walk towards his car. Kai had one more stop. Luhan was in his ‘special’ place. It's only special because he practices his telekinesis in there.
“We got a meeting. Kris wants to talk” Kai said it for the last time. He really needed a new job other than the messenger.
He finally went back to the dorm to see that everyone is already there, waiting. The Royal´s wives were also present. ‘How did they get here when I didn't tell them?’ Kai thought. Kris cleared his throat.
“Its not safe for me here anymore.” he didn't even ease them into the topic. The girls attending had their mouth drop in shock, especially Ji Hee. ‘is he serious right now?’ she thought.
“What the hell are you talking about?’ she asked him.
“I am the heir to the throne, if they find me they find everyone.”
“I thought we were safe here.” Mi Na questioned.
“We are as long as the Gemstones are far away from us” D.O. informed. They didn't know that. Only D.O. and Jongdae knew this information, they didn't tell anyone because they thought it was unimportant, they havent figured out that they are on earth yet so until then they didn't need to focus on that.
“Why did you tell us that valuable information?” Jae Eun snapped at the men.
“it wasnt important. At the time” Jongdae protested.
“If they can feel the Gemstone they’ll be able to get to me and then you.” he tried again.
“So? We can take them” Ji Hee countered his statement.
“Look i am not doing this because i want to. I have a duty! As a future king and your husband to protect you!” he argued.
It seems as if he was scared, no one could blame him. He had so much stress from what happened at the decrowning. It wasnt really any of the others choice anymore, it was more like he was informing them.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Suho asked.
“Youre letting him do it?” Sehun and Ji Hee yelled at the same time.
“Its his choice, besides hes not totally wrong, his duty as your husband is to make sure you´re safe and in order to protect you, he has to be inactive.” Suho pointed out.
“What do you mean inactive?” Baekhyun asked.
“I have to put him to sleep” Luhan answered. “It will will be like eternal sleep but the Gemstone can wake him up when its time.” he explained more. The more they talked about the more Ji Hee felt defeated, she knew that they had to do it for her sake, and for his. She eventually agreed. And she had to say her final goodbyes.
“Dont do anything stupid while i am gone” he tried to lighten the mood but she didn't let him. She hugged him really tight and planted a long kiss on his lips.
¨I swear to god, Yi Fan if something happens to you, i am going to haunt your ass” she threatened. He laughed and hugged her really tightly. He mumbled a few sweet words in her shoulder before telling her that he loves her. And then just like that he was gone. She didn't go with him but Luhan and Tao were going to help the process.
A year later
When they fled to earth, he still could feel the planet in his head. Its emotion and feelings. How the Victorians had misused its sources. How it wasnt letting them in the core. Or how it had stopped functioning like a healthy planet. He could hear its thoughts and what the people had done to it. Sometimes it gets too much and he would get bedridden because of it. He gets affected by it if its too strong.
The planet changed, the Castle wont let anyone in if they arent Exonian. The core cant be opened unless youre as powerful as D.O. is with his element which is rare and only D.O. can do it.
And so he had to come to the decision of going back and keeping it company. He could heal the Planet without the Victorians knowing. And in the same time keep them out of the very important things to protect. At first he introduced the idea to D.O.
Since he was the only one to be able to get him if anything happened, they agreed that he would. They had to tell the others and the three girls. He hated having to do that to them again. But the planet needed him. Mi Na wasnt keen on the idea. But eventually she agreed after exhausting hours of talking, she finally let him go.
“Luhan, i know you think that this is what you need to do please know you dont have to…” Mi Na tried one last time.
“Honey, my planet needs me, my people are suffering and i need to help them. Dont worry i am pretty sure there are no pretty ladies in the core chambers.” he tried to joke around with her. She lightly smacked him.
“I swear-” she was cut off by him, “i know you’ll find me alive” Luhan reassured. They bid their last goodbyes when he was teleported back Kai to the planet.
Two years later
The twelve is now ten and they werent ready to lose another member. But Tao was having anxiety attack and panic attacks that could only be stopped by Jae Eun. but even then everyone was miserable.
Tao woke up most times, seating and nightmares plaguing his mind at late hours of teh night. Questions plagued hi mind, ‘what happens to me? He´s the last one left. What happens to Jae Eun? what‘s next?’ but the thought of his wife left alone and unprotected made him shiver. He knows that the Protectors could take perfect care of them but they had to be more cautious then that. That night Tao spent the night thinking until he got a solution.
The next day he told everyone his plan. Jae Eun broke down, the guys could barely keep it in. They lost the last Royal.
“I am the last heir standing. If they get to me there wont be a heir to throne, if something happened to Kris and Luhan” he paused. “Its better if we give them no openings and stay under”
“Jongin you have to take the girls to the castle, they’ll be safe there.” Tao informed Kai as he had a grim expression on his face.
“Ok…” Jongin’s defeated face was all the girls saw. Before they were whipped away in a cloud of gray. When they landed infront of the castle doors. The girls looked physically drained. No doubt mentally too. They had just lost their husbands to the people that occupied their land.
“We wont take long before we come back, i swear.” Kai promised the girls as he led them inside. He hugged them before teleporting.
“I sure hope so or else i might go on a killing spree on these bitches” Ji Hee growled under her breath.
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