#feat. seungmin .ᐟ
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ᵎ 🍶 ⊹ stay on the call, h. hyunjin
꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖿! 𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗇，featuring seungmin，𝖾𝗑𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗆，𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 + 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 (𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, babe, darling, princess)，𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇，𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 + 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇，𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇．PARTIALLY EDITED.
[ 𝟤．𝟨𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ☆ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ☆ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]
HYUNJIN wasn't the type to get pissed about the little things. He wouldn't care if you accidentally broke one of his favorite mugs or forgot to wipe the counter after brushing you teeth. He wouldn't mind when you were ten minutes late to dates he specifically said would start at 3:00. Hyunjin barely ever raised his voice; the soft spoken boy took his time with you. However, he was the type to get pissed if another man even so much as glanced at you.
He would never admit it out loud but it triggered something almost primal inside of him. And while you almost never noticed it, when you did it was entirely too obvious not to.
He had this demeanor about him when he was jealous. His face would drop and stay that way; his once vibrantly painted irises a shade of black like the charcoal he drew with. Hyunjin's complexion was paler than usual and his eyes almost always were trained between you and whoever was triggering such an audacious reaction. He wasn't proud of it— but even he knew it was true.
Hyunjin is a jealous, jealous man.
So, naturally, when he came home after a long day of work, all he wanted to do was to find you and have his way with your gorgeous body. Hyunjin's had a week, to say the least. Comeback preparations were daunting enough on their own. Days spent between the studio and the dance room, running the stages over and over again until the choreography was drilled into his brain. His throat was tired and so were his legs. Not to even mention the stress he felt. All he needed was his pretty baby who always let him do whatever he wanted. You were obedient and simple like that.
He imagined all the things he'd do; the things he'd whisper against your skin to melt you. How he'd pluck apart your steady persona until you were nothing but a whining, withering mess of nothing for him to play with. Hyunjin reveled in the idea of it. He's seen it a thousand times before yet it always got him going. He lived and, quite frankly, needed that from you right now.
"Seungmin, why're you calling?" Your voice echoed through the cracked door of your shared bedroom. The air suddenly stilled and Hyunjin paused all movements, subconsciously holding his breath. As soon as he heard his members name he was already growing red in the cheeks. What were you doing calling him? What did he want? So many questions raced across his mind at speeds even he couldn't understand. Hyunjin crept through the doorway, seeing that you faced away from him, making an irritated expression at whatever it was that Seungmin was saying to you.
"Really?" You asked again. Hyunjin decided to lean on the doorframe, crossing his arm and resting his jaw. His eyes were steady as he studied your frame, and his heart was thumping like footsteps on cold pavement.
"Oh, you're funny," Your voice was sarcastic as a small smile spread over your full lips, "Why did you really call, dumbass?"
Hyunjin almost laughed at the nickname, composing himself only once he heard you begin to speak again.
"Okay then I'm hanging up," You responded dryly to whatever he said, "What do you mean no? Hyunjin's gonna be home soon I want to see him—"
Hyunjin was beaming at that. He couldn't hear what Seungmin was saying to you but he did gauge your expression. Your eyes soft and your pretty lips in a gorgeous smile as you said his name. Oh, it was addicting to hear.
"You're an idiot, Seung." Hyunjin gritted his teeth. The nickname didn't suit Seungmin at all— in fact he thought Seungmin was a fine name. Hearing you call another man anything but their full name was enough to piss Hyunjin off. Your boyfriend stood seething in the door now, narrowing his eyes at your back, imaging what he wished he was doing right now.
Thinking of a way to wipe that stupid smile off your face; get you all to himself and push the limits of what he thought he was capable of.
His mind flew to your small hand clutching the phone to your ear, your plush thighs bursting out of your house shorts, then your cute tummy and the way your belly button peaked out the bottom of your shirt. Hyunjin's mind was a flood of nasty thoughts; his lips turning upward in a nasty, plotting smile.
"No way... you did not say that to him—" You gasped at the phone, laughing like Seungmin was the funniest man you knew. He wasn't. Hyunjin knew that for a fact. It didn't matter if that was one of his closest friends, someone he trusted like a brother. In this moment all he saw, all he heard was competition, "Seungmin, you're lucky you're still alive after that, god." You laughed again, airily as your fingers trailed along a crease in the bedsheets.
Hyunjin scoffed and began to walk forward; his eyes blinded by an angry red. He swore you were doing this on purpose. Wanting to piss him off. Wanting to make him lose it.
You didn't notice how his knee dipped into the bed, his strong arm reaching toward your body. You jumped at his touch, eyes wide before faltering into soft wells of honey at him. The man you've been longing for all day was right there. His eyes were stern and so were his lips, pressed thin like he was scolding you without saying a single word. You scrunched your eyebrows together, your phone still glued to your ear. Hyunjin blinked between you and the phone, pressing a finger to his lips, telling you in the absence of words to stay quiet.
You tilted you head, obeying despite the confusion. Seungmin was still rambling into your ear, his voice sounding more and more like white noise the more your focus turned to your boyfriend. Hyunjin, on the other hand, was slowly pushing you backward into the bed, his hand on the dip of your stomach, pushing you as low as possible until there was no room to go.
Your eyes studied his movements and his sunk down to your clothed core; fingertips lightly grazing over the soft plush of your thigh. You were silent, biting back questions that you would've asked if Seungmin wasn't on the other line. Hyunjin smirked against your skin already knowing you were frustrated. He could see it in your stare, he could see how you bit your lip and tightly held your phone to your ear. Hyunjin could just barely make out the sound of Seungmin's quick talking on the other side of the line, and clearly he hadn't noticed your silence.
"Keep quiet for me, love," Hyunjin whispered dangerously close to your core, lips brushing against the fabric and simultaneously against your clit. His hands were wandering on every bit of skin they could find; lingering touches and invisible marks that only you'd know of. You had to nod— it wasn't an option.
"Y/N." Seungmin's voice suddenly blew through your ear, loud enough to make you jump against the sheets.
Hyunjin chuckled as he watched you, his big hands pushing your legs up to rest on his broad shoulders. You let out a low hum that could've been mistaken for a response to Seungmin, whispering a small curse as Hyunjin's tongue flattened against your covered pussy.
"I asked if you were listening..." Seungmin reiterated, clearly a little annoyed by your lack of enthusiasm for whatever he had to say. You could have just reached up and hung up without another word, explain it to him later, make up an excuse and dip. But with the way Hyunjin was staring at you, you knew it wasn't an option.
Your boyfriend wanted you like this and, truthfully, it was driving you insane by the second.
"Clearly you're not," Seungmin laughed dryly.
"Ah, no, Seungmin, I am," You were quick to respond as Hyunjin pinched your inner thigh. His fingers pushing the hem of your shorts down, "Just got a bit, um, distracted."
Hyunjin chuckled at this, sliding your pajama shorts down to your ankles and taking in the sight of your panties clinging to your sex, wet with your growing arousal. He blinked up at you, clearly amused by this, to which you shook your head in embarrassment and turned away.
"Distracted?" Hyunjin mumbled as his fingers lightly pressed against your clit, enjoying how you jumped and clasped your thighs against the side of his head, "Put him on speaker, baby.
You obeyed with wobbling hands; Hyunjin grinning as he watched you do so. All the while his fingertips traced hearts into your sensitive clit, pressing occasional kisses against it.
"Tell me again, Seung," You responded quickly, finally getting yourself together. You stared at Hyunjin, then back at the ceiling, the prolonged eye contact making you fizzier than usual, "I-I'm listening."
"Okay..." Seungmin said slowly, audibly confused but continuing otherwise, "Well, I was just saying that I lost my AirPods and I think they might be at Hyunjin's place... and—"
At that point you already tuned him out, placing the phone down beside your head to grab onto Hyunjin's hair. His face was inches— no — centimeters from your cunt, breath hot as it fanned over your body. His fingers dipped into the top of your panties as he played with you underneath the thin material. You mustered up the courage to let out a small whine, barely even audible but Hyunjin still pressed a finger to his lips, grinning like it was the funniest thing in the world. You bit your lip with a slow nod, his finger pushing against the slick of your pussy and rubbing circles into your aching clit.
"I saw this new Chinese place across the street from the company too," Seungmin said, reminding himself as he searched his mind, "I think we should go sometime because they had these, like— I don't know, wonton looking things. I already took the boys—"
Hyunjin looked up at you with his cheek pressing into your thigh, waiting for you to respond as your fingers raked through his messy, dyed hair.
You didn't respond though, too focused on one thing to even bother with a response. Hyunjin rolled his eyes and let his teeth graze your inner thigh, biting into the supple flesh to get your attention.
"You're being rude, sweetheart." His words were shallow and quiet, his training hard on your face. Hyunjin was so cruel for this— and all at once he was heaven-sent.
Complex emotions filled your tummy as you picked up the phone from beside you, shaky hand raising to your ear.
"Sounds g-good, Seung," You hesitated again, "When do you, um, want to go?" Seungmin's sharp breath caught your ear, silence along the other line until he clicked his tongue.
"Are you sure you're okay? You sound shaky?" Seungmin, while clueless, was concerned. His eyebrows raising and lip captured between his teeth. Hyunjin chuckled as he slyly slid your panties down, tongue lapping at your clit with slow, daunting movements. You felt every caliber of his intent. Your toes curling as your hand faltered, almost falling beside your head yet again.
"I'm fine! I promise," Your Voice was louder now as Hyunjin circled your clit, tongue slowly falling to pick at your hole. Slowly his spit began to mix with your slick, the flavor intoxicating, "We should go— go to that restaurant soon, if y-you're down."
Seungmin took a short pause before answering, "Totally. Is Hyunjin home yet?"
Your hand raised to your mouth as the very man in question wrapped his lips around your clit and have it a harsh suck, "No! He's on his way, I think."
"Right," Seungmin gave a short response.
Your eyes squeezed shut, the absence of your vision gave time for stars to flash before your eyes. Your mind slowly began to slip as you lost yours on Hyunjin's skilled tongue. Meanwhile, Hyunjin was taking his time watching your unravel; waiting for the perfect moment to let you cum. He was slow and so meticulous, calculated movements of his twitching tongue.
"Don't stop talking," Hyunjin mumbled against your folds, practically making out with your pussy now.
You were already exhausted, tiny exasperated sighs left your lips every now and then. Hyunjin couldn’t help the smile blooming across his lips; you were just absolutely adorable to him right now. He could tell Seungmin was growing weary, the thought of him somehow catching on to what was happening through the screen shouldn’t have made him as cheerful as it did. But each time he caught the nervous shake in Seungmin’s voice he wanted to laugh. And every time you stifled your own moans Hyunjin wished you hadn’t.
No, Hyunjin definitely wasn’t jealous. But he sure as hell was possessive, and knowing that Seungmin even had the slightest chance of knowing what the two of you were doing, knowing he could never get a taste, a chance, or even a glance at it, that made Hyunjin giddy.
“Keep fucking talking, baby,” Hyunjin moaned against your pussy, not shy about smothering himself with your essence, “You have three seconds or I’m taking the phone.”
Hyunjin watched you, expecting you to grab the phone, to continue talking, to say absolutely anything. But you didn’t. Your eyes rolled back as his fingers got back to work; diligently curling inside of you, hitting that gooey spot.
“One…” Hyunjin watched behind his eyelashes, licking a stripe up your folds. Seungmin’s voice echoed from the call, your name chanting over and over in a question. “Y/N, are you there?” Hyunjin wanted to laugh, “Two…” you would’ve cared— you definitely should’ve cared. Your moans only grew in volume as Hyunjin played with you to his delight. You were sure that now Seungmin could hear you. It was shameful. But you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Not even a little bit. “Three.” Hyunjin clicked his tongue, slipping his fingers out and using his free hand to grab your phone from your dropping, shaking hand.
He placed it to his mouth, lips an inch from the speaker as he began, “Sorry, Seungmin, she’s being so rude right now, isn’t she?”
Seungmin stuttered for a second, “Hyunjin? What—?”
Your chest heaved as Hyunjin snickered, shaking his head as his eyes met yours. Seungmin knew, he wasn’t fucking stupid. Hyunjin brought his pointer finger to your clit and rubbed it so tediously, so slow. It brought tears to your eyes.
“She’s busy,” Hyunjin explained, “I’m sure you knew that already,” Seungmin let out a shaky breath, “You could stay on the phone or hang the fuck up if you want, I don’t really care,” Hyunjin brought the phone to your lips again, “Say something, princess.”
You opened your mouth, jaw widening as Hyunjin pressed harder into you, pinching your clit now, drawing out those melodic sounds he loved. Seungmin probably loved them too.
“M’ sorry, Seung— oh!” You gripped the pillow beside your head, “Can— can we call later?”
Seungmin was silent but over the sound of your own heartbeat, you could hear his soft groans and sharp breaths.
“Oh, baby, I think he wants to stay,” Hyunjin sneered, kissing your inner thigh as he set the phone down, “Let’s let him enjoy himself, yeah?”
You meekly nodded, slowly edging closer to your orgasm as you mumbled an okay while Seungmin let out a wobbly yes.
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ᵎ 🍶 ⊹ is it over now?, k. seungmin
꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝖾𝗑！𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗆𝗂𝗇，𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌，𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗀 ＆ 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌，𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅（𝖿！𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀），𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇（𝗆），𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋，𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 ＆𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 （𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒， 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍，𝖾𝗍𝖼）unedited．
[ 𝟤．𝟤𝗄 ] ★ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ★ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]
"AFTER THIS—" You spoke, immediately pulling away from his lips, panting with your grip on his shoulders tightening, "We're done."
Seungmin chuckled, pointer finger under your chin as a cheeky, almost cocky smile pulled at his plump lips, "Whatever you want to believe, sweetheart."
You wanted to grumble at his disbelief; the way his lip curled up at the corner as he watched you grow more and more flustered from his stare, gauging by his expression you could tell he was mocking you. So in return, you pouted, clutching the collar of his hoodie tighter and jerking him forward, back onto your lips to ignore the way his comment made your cheeks flush.
Seungmin had no problem with that, clutching your lower hips, rolling his hands over your plush skin until he reached your cute ass.
Two years. Two years of dating only to all fall apart; except it didn't really feel like that anymore, did it?
Your breakup was large and hurt like hell, throwing words in the shape of knives back and forth, slamming doors in faces, big fights at 4 a.m loud enough for the neighbors to call the apartment manager. And the fallout wasn't quick either, it was like you two were purposefully trying to drag it out. The push and pull being addicting yet more frustrating day by day.
And finally when you two broke it off it was like a breath of fresh air as you were drowning.
But a month of not speaking seemed worse than the actual fighting. The silence found itself more defeating than any argument the two of you ever shared. And soon Seungmin was on your doorstep again, sporting a case of cheap beer and a smile as if he expected you to take him back in an instant. Oh, and he was so right. You opened the door, being reminded of his warm gaze and fluffy hair, the late hour didn't help much either.
"Min— Seungmin, I'm serious," You struggled to get your point across as he kissed down your throat, wet kisses making your skin tingle. Feeling him against your skin for the first time in weeks was enough to leave your mind cloudy and breath short; Seungmin the same way, "We— this can't be a normal thing for us! W-we're over remember?" Seungmin pulled back from your skin, an almost annoyed expression on his face as you held onto his shoulders, expression as serious as it could be with spit drenching your neck.
"Whose fault is that, huh?" Seungmin tickled up your neck and back to your jaw, adjusting your head with the pads of his fingertips, "We don't have to be done, baby. This could be forever."
You scowl but your expression quickly melted into a soft one as you remembered the sweet things he'd do and say. Well, that is when you guys weren't arguing till the dusk hours.
"No, we really can't," You protest, biting your lip as his hold got stronger, his eyes flashing a look of anger, "You know that, Min."
He spoke after a brief silence, "Then just for tonight, huh?" Seungmin's voice was low again, his eyes dropping from yours to your kissable lips and cute pout.
You nodded, hand flattening over his hair only to mess it up again with your tight grip as he placed a sloppy kiss on your mouth.
The kiss developed into something you couldn't quite describe; messy make out seemed too casual— this felt surreal. Like he was finally giving you what you've needed. You savored every drop of his passion because you knew this was the true last time.
Seungmin lifted you by your waist, hands falling from your warm skin to unbuckle his belt. The only restraint keeping him from your dripping pussy gone once he pulled his jeans down, unsheathing his aching dick. Lips still on yours, the rattle of his belt making you excited. It was an excitement you haven't felt for what feels like years. So you sucked in a breath when you felt his nimble fingers tug your shorts down your thighs, helping him as you raised yourself higher.
"Gonna savor this then," Seungmin mumbled against your eager lips, instantly sending waves in your tummy, making your skin warm and mind blurry.
You nodded, breaking the desperate kiss only to watch as he slid his fingertips between your wet folds; his mouth parted at the feeling of your slick coat his finger, silently surprised by how drenched you were for him.
"God, I missed this pussy, baby," Seungmin hummed as his lips wrapped around his sticky fingers, eyes meeting yours. You watched him without blinking, too in love with how his tongue swirled around his knobby digits. The way his eyelashes closed with a flutter at the unique flavor and how his eyebrows scrunched before he opened his lids again.
"Taste that, sweetheart," Seungmin dipped his fingers into you again, digits entering your lonely hole enough to make you whimper, only to pull out just as quick. His fingertips stuck together by a thick string of arousal, pulling it to your mouth, "Open," you did just that, tasting yourself on his fingertips with your eyes drilling into his, irises seeming to dilate just at the sight of you getting a taste of yourself.
"Tastes fucking amazing, doesn't it?" Seungmin let his fingers rest on your tongue, enjoying the way your lips looked wrapped over his digits, "Should I get a taste? Make you cum all over my face with my tongue?" Oh, his words made your pussy clench around nothing, head instantly nodding as his eyes glistened at your reaction.
"Use your words," Seungmin instructed, watching your face while his hand snuck down to your cunt, pinching at your clit with a knowing smirk.
You whimpered, jerking your hips upward, "Fuck, yes, please." Seungmin stopped his punching to rub an apologetic circle into your clit, leaving your head spinning.
"Lay down for me, then," Seungmin furthered his instruction. You were quick to listen, laying down for him on the cushions, legs wide, openly invited him to really taste you, "Ah, that's a good baby," Seungmin adjusted himself, head positioned between your thighs, wide puppy eyes on yours. He looked so angelic with his bright eyes like that, fluffy hair tickling your inner thigh. Your eyes fell to his cock as it slapped against his abdomen, poor thing left unattended as his tongue flattened against your aching pussy. Almost instantly you reached for his head, the forgotten familiar feeling of his mouth on your cunt making your mind spin.
"God— Seung! Shit, feels so good!" Your voice went straight to his cock, your hands gripping at his scalp causing him to moan against your cute pussy. Seungmin's hand clamped down onto your thigh, squishing it between his nimble fingers, pinching at the flesh anytime you let out a soft moan, wanting to hear more.
Seungmin's tongue was working wonders on you, swirling skillfully over your clit before slipping between your folds and into your hole. He loved the way you'd whimper his name each time his nose brushed against your clit as he fucked his tongue into you. He deeply missed the feeling of being between your shaking thighs; the smell, the sounds, the look of your body from this angle. He loved it all and he wasn't sure how he'd ever go without it ever again.
Seungmin parted from your pussy, eyes meeting yours. You watched with a set of lazy, lidded eyes as he spit down onto your pussy, taking his long fingers and rubbing it in with your slick. All with his eyes still gazing into yours with such intensity you thought you might combust.
"You missed this, sweetheart?" Seungmin's breath against your skin was like the sun on ice, making you sweat, "Missed how good I can make you feel? God, keep making that face— you look so beautiful." Your heart wanted to jump out of your chest and into his hands at that point; it was beating faster than your breathing.
Seungmin rose up to your face, licking his sweet pink lips before attaching them to yours, fingers slipping into your desperate cunt. You immediately moaned into his mouth as he worked those talented fingers in and out, first slowly then the clingier your hands got, the quicker he pumped his hands in.
"Min— Just give me your c-cock," your hands gripped his bicep, the fuzz of his hoodie clinging to your sweaty palms. Seungmin chuckled against your lips, working his digits into you faster as if you dared him to. Your lips weren't even moving with his anymore; instead, open as moans poured out into his, breaths so sharp and fast they felt like knives against your throat.
The worst part was you could feel his leaky cock run against your thigh, the feeling hot and sticky against your heated skin.
"What's the magic word, hm?" Oh, you didn't miss his insistent teasing.
Your eyes focused on his taunting face as he pulled away; the lewd sound of his palm frantically hitting your clit almost hypnotic. It almost made you slip deeper into the fuzziest part of your brain, entranced also by his soft yet scandalous tone.
"Ple— um, please! Please, fuck," You chimed out like a broken clock, clutching his arms harder; gritted teeth being the only thing keeping you from letting every itty bitty sound out.
Seungmin would have kept teasing had it been any other day, but tonight felt different. It felt special— it was special. His first night with you after weeks. He was sure he was gonna use you so good all night; he smirked to himself before nodding, slipping his long fingers out and swiping them over your lips. It didn't even take another breath before you swallowed his knuckles, moaning at the taste of yourself.
"Obedient girl," Seungmin said as he pulled his fingers out of your lips, the pop of suction echoing off the walls deliciously, "I'll make you remember this forever, sweetheart. Every inch of me is gonna be practically burned into your pretty pussy, yeah?" Seungmin just knew what made you tick so good.
"Mhm! Yes, Min, pretty please," You eyes trained on how his hand wrapped around his cock, not wasting another moment before lining up his engorged tip with your leaking hole.
Every inch he sunk into you was memorable, a new wave of pleasure filling your poor body. Your arms shook and your thighs jerked, mouth fallen open in a permanent look of pleasure. What felt like years worth of missed pleasure was definitely worth waiting for.
When he was sunken deep into, skin meeting skin with a halt, he was gentle for a moment, tucking a messy strand of hair behind your red ear before asking, "Good?"
You nodded, "So good."
Seungmin didn't need any more confirmation before he was holding you by the waist and mumbling something about, "Perfect pussy," and drilling into you.
The feeling was surreal; it's the feeling you always got when getting fucked by Seungmin. However, it was like a feeling you haven't felt in forever finally being felt. You could only compare it to fulfilling a deep craving.
Maybe it was a bit better though.
"Fuckin' hear that?" Seungmin gripped you tighter in his nimble fingers, groaning softly as he let the sound of your soaked pussy fill the air. Each time you swallowed his length between your legs the sound of what could've been mistaken as some kind of puddle being met with a stomp of a foot was made. He practically beamed at the sound, holding his face close to yours, "You're fucking dripping for me, babe. God, missed me that much, didn't you?"
You nodded, shaky head feeling like it was on a buzz of alcohol the more he fucked and filled you.
"So wet, so obedient. I'm gonna miss this, sweetheart," Seungmin was practically right beside your ear, letting every moan and groan he made fill your buzzing head, "But you know this isn't gonna be the last time, right, sweet girl?"
You shook your head, coherent enough to know that can't be, didn't you just say this can't be a regular thing?
You softly shook your head, moan softening as he slammed his own hips into yours.
"No? Oh, what a shame. You can think that, baby. But you and I both know you're gonna be calling me in a week or so, begging me to come ruin you again. It'll be just like that, baby, trust me."
You shook your head again, this time more hesitant as his lips pressed against your neck. God, he knew you too well.
"One— one time t-thing, Min!" You whined, his cock practically drilling against your gummy spot until you weren't really sure what you were arguing against anymore.
"No such thing, pretty baby," Seungmin cooed, fixing your hair for you before his lips were on your neck again, "You know that."
You did know that. But for now you pretended to believe that this would be the one and only time you'd find yourself in this position, legs sore and ass red from the skin slapping against yours.
One time thing, you thought before everything was blurry and your climax washed down on you like a wave of fire going across your body.
Who were you kidding?
#feat. seungmin .ᐟ#god I love him#skz seungmin#seungmin oneshot#seungmin x reader#seungmin smut#stray kids seungmin#skz smut#skz imagines#skz scenarios#skz fanfic#stray kids smut#stray kids oneshot#stray kids#kim seungmin
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Hear me out..
Brat tamers!vocalracha.
You got invited to a award show with skz but oops.. You didn't wear any underwear under your dress, and you're incredibly needy for seungmin and jeongin so you decide to get their attention a little.. :)
needy reader and vocal racha ouuuu.... I need them both so bad… seungmin is definitely the meaner of the two and jeongin is more lenient… buttttt I’m thinking about making jeongin snap and him being the mean one!!!
You felt like seeing them like this— seeing them dressed so handsome in neatly pressed suits was making you mad. The kind of suits that hugged their slim waists and fit nicely around their arms. The kind that drove you absolutely insane. With their gelled back hair and pretty faces so nicely illuminated by the lights overhead; it was impossible not to think the thoughts that you were thinking. You couldn’t help yourself.
Jeongin had warned you that tonight meant no funny business. That meant none of the usual teasing or fussing you usually displayed for them. And Seungmin had agreed sternly, telling you that there’s a time and place. It’s funny they’d think you’d actually listen. You selfishly nodded along to their words as you had put your makeup on, the sounds of their voices only being background music now. Everything they’d just said— the warnings, the stern talking to’s —went in one ear and out the other.
That was so apparent as soon as they got to the event; what was supposed to be a suit and tie, calm, posh event ended up feeling like pure torture for everyone involved. Not because it was boring, not because the people there sucked. No, it was because in the limo ride to this award show you’d smugly shown the boys the fact that you had no panties on. Giving them a show as you snuck your dress up your body, watching as their eyes widened and their lips twitched. You could tell they weren’t surprised, just a little bit pissed. Deep brown eyes on your body, objectifying every inch of you because they fucking could. And you so desperately wanted them too as well. But before they could even think about getting their hands on you the car ride was over and they knew tonight would be a very long night.
To you, this was fun. To the boys, well, it was pure torture at its finest. The aching glances between the three of you, the knowledge that you were in deep shit later. All of it made you giddy. There was a side of you that felt like this was exactly what you needed.
You spent the entire night trailing your fingers up their biceps; making sure to drag your French tipped nails along their thighs and briefly over their bulges. And then you’d gleefully watch them bite their inner-cheeks and narrow their eyes in pure frustration. You could see the end goal so clearly— exactly what you wanted.
But so could the men you were so mercilessly teasing. So they’d decided to not give it to you. They let you toy with them the entire night and slowly they watched the excitement die from your eyes and fade into a dull boredom. A pout on your lips as you crossed your arms and turned away from them. So the boys enjoyed their night and you felt anything but that.
Until they got you home it was disheartening to see your plans so miserably fail. The ache between your thighs only grew and along came the distinct flavor of frustration on your tongue. You glared at the boys, preening and pawing at their suits. You’re sure people were watching; however, you didn’t care. You just needed their attention so bad you thought you might die. But they just continued staring ahead at the stage, admiring whoever was up there, and more importantly, ignoring you.
Jeongin was always the kinder one, the one who folded for you quicker, but honestly not by much. Seungmin on the other hand could go days just torturing and plucking at you. Taking his time with riling you up. At least with Jeongin it wasn’t tedious and horrifically long. But not this time. This time Jeongin was the one not sparing you the glances, he was stoic and dead set on eyeing the stage the entire night. Seungmin was the one returning your touches, still they were nimble and airy.
You wanted to stomp and scream and shout at them for not returning your attention; for keeping you waiting this long. And just as you were about to Jeongin finally broke his gaze from the stage and his gaze was electrifying. It was sharp, his scowl apparent and for once you finally shut up and froze.
Regret has swamped your being now as his fingers drilled into your poor, overstimulated pussy. And Seungmin merely let it happen, his own big hand wrapped tightly around your throat as his other pinched at your clit. “You wanted my attention and you fucking got it. Happy now? Say something or I’m leaving you like this, slut.” Jeongin’s words felt like they were corroding your brain; leaving nothing but a mushy, pleasurable mess. His palm slapped against your folds, words hanging in the air like knives. He’d ruined your dress, torn on the sides from where he’d hunched the tight material up; the straps loosening around your shoulders as they fell and your bare tits spilled out. Regret was an understatement.
Your body spent you simply shook your head, too tired, too maimed by the hands of the men you’d so desperately wanted. “Say something, bitch”
#౨ৎ. dee’s hard hours#feat. jeongin .ᐟ#feat. seungmin .ᐟ#BRAT TAMER VOCALRACHA !!!! SICKENING!!!#need 🤞#skz smut#stray kids smut#jeongin smut#i.n smut#seungmin smut#kim seungmin#yang jeongin
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ᵎ 🍶 ⊹ libido, k. seungmin
✧ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀！𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒！𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀，𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆，𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌／𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌，𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾，𝗅𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗑，𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 （𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒，𝗉𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗒，𝗉𝗎𝗉）𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗅𝗈𝗅，𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂’𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇.
𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾： 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗅 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌
[ 𝟣𝟪𝟦𝟤 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ✩ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ✩ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]
“𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡?” The pitch of my voice raised as I felt his cock brush against my back, barren and hard for what felt like the hundredth time. Tip swollen and red, desperately oozing a delicious coating of precum that glistened down his hands, down my inner thighs. It was truly a mess; a mess he’d made over and over again. And while I feigned the tired, annoyed act, I could already feel my own thighs rubbing together for a bit of friction.
“Round five, what do you say, pup?” Seungmin cooed into my ear, pressing his pale chest against my back as he rubbed his hands along my arms. I took his words more as a challenge rather than an offering, soon enough my head was tilted toward him, staring at his face.
Almost inhaling his words, his stare, his perfectly caramelized eyes, “How are you not tired yet?”
My fingers laced in his brown hair, a bitterly sweet grin on my face that he only matched. Seungmin let out a groan as my ass pushed up to his throbbing cock; tampering with his hardness and making him miss the friction. The brief exchange of pleasure had his hands suddenly clamping onto my thighs, bringing my body to meet his again. Seungmin grumbled into my skin, simply opting to kiss along my neck instead of answering. Maybe partly because he didn’t know either.
But when he looked at you, everything was just red with love. Seungmin couldn’t think straight, not with the way you were prettily naked right in from of him; gorgeous tits begging to be pinched and kissed over; ass still red from rounds prior but not quite red enough. And when he looked along your collarbone, even your neck, all he could think was how badly he wanted to mark the perfect canvas of skin. And no matter how many rounds or kisses or bruises he’d leave, it was never enough. There was always more blank space that was being begged to be splotched.
There was a certain romanticism about the entire thing. About seeing you being split open or fucked out on his cock. Pleading and moaning each time he’d fully submerge between your thighs. He needed it all the time. Even when he could barely lift you or move you or even fully thrust into your creamy hole. Seungmin couldn’t explain it, but he didn’t need to explain it to understand it. All he knew was that it was like being dehydrated and knowing you were the only way to quench the intense thirst in his throat.
So Seungmin just took his cock by the base and pressed it to your drenched cunt. The same tight little hole he’d fucked several times already. There was a tender cheekiness to his actions, he knew that you couldn’t say no to an offer so tempting.
“C’mon, pup, you know you want it,” Seungmin taunted, prodding my thigh upward with one hand to give him better access. And just as tauntingly he ran his swollen tip along my drenched slit with a drawn out groan, “Fuck, say yes, please.”
The desperation was comedic. When my eyes met his they were lidded and careful, yet glossy with desperate shine and want. I found myself grabbing his cheeks, squishing his lips together while slowly leaning in to close the distance.
“Fine, just put it in already.” I spoke quietly just before kissing him. It was slow, daunting and beautiful. The wetness of his tongue meeting mine quicker than I could breathe. For a second he didn’t react, just subconsciously kissing back while groaning between my lips. He didn’t press further or rake his hands over my body like a starved man. It was a brief moment of pure connection; the intent to kiss and nothing more than that.
Then I felt that feeling of his cock sliding through my puffy folds in languid motions. Slowly adapting to the wetness and filling the air around us with generous moans. There was no need for foreplay or dragging out the process since he’d fucked me raw plenty of times before, I was prepped and getting needier by the second. With my cunt clenching around nothing and oozing thick droplets of both his and my own cum, I just needed that emptiness in me to be replaced.
Suddenly I was the desperate one. He had such a power about him that made me unravel in minutes. Now those mocking comments were almost sobbing moans each time his cock head brush quickly along my swollen clit.
“Hm, whose the needy one now?” Seungmin chuckled at his words and newfound power over me. His hand tucked under my waist and planted firmly along my belly for extra stability, “My pretty puppy… want me inside?”
I practically moaned at the nicknames. It wasn’t unusual to hear him refer to me as puppy or pup, especially in bed, but each time he did it never failed to make me throb and clench. His soft, baritone voice lingered in my mind, replying his words until they were engraved into my brain like a tattoo.
The truth was that though my protests were vocalized, it wasn’t because I truly didn’t want him again just as he wants me. Instead, I didn’t know if my body could take it. I was sure how another round would affect my already tired body. But the way I was already reacting to his subtle touch, his nimble fingertips dancing along my plush thighs, tenderly pinching and plucking at my skin as if to egg me on more; the feeling was only a reminder of how good it feels to be connected like that.
So intimately and deeply while he just whispers stupidly cute things in my ear.
There’s nothing like tired, needy Seungmin. He’s mean in bed most of the time; spitting, choking, manhandling… but the second he’s sleepy yet still incredibly horny, he’s suddenly the softest person ever.
“Mhm,” I stuttered out, once again his cock glided along my throbbing clit. The ache was prominent now. I couldn’t hold back any of the noises I made, nor could I stop my thighs from trembling with anticipation.
Seungmin kissed my cheekbone, playing coy with a subtle yet noticeable smirk, “What’s that? Can’t hear you, love…”
I glared but the dissonance was long forgotten when I was briefly reminded of my desire with the pressure of his tip dancing over my entrance.
“Fuck- want your cock in me, Min,” I grasped my hand backward, clawing at his neck and tiny strands of hair at the base of his neck. He groaned into my ear, chuckling yet wincing at the dig of my nails in his flesh.
“Hm, that’s a good girl,” Seungmin himself couldn’t deny the oozing tension, the leaking desperation that left his body. The air was thick with yet another forecast of love sickness.
And with one more brief kiss to my temple, he was pushing into me, gently at first, but then as he felt my sensitive pussy clench from another round of penetration, he slammed upward unexpectedly. My mouth formed an O, whimpers soft and almost inaudible.
“S-sorry, pretty pup,” Seungmin apologized but with the way he was grinding into my cunt from behind, it was hard to believe, “You just feel too good… s’warm.” His pretty hands slithered around my torso, snatching me close to his body and holding me in a spot that I couldn’t break free from, not that I’d even try.
And, god, he sounded so pretty moaning into my ear. Just a soulful chant of my name over and over; harmonizing with the little grunts and panting he’d let slip out. My hand still tightly held his neck, just clinging onto anything for an ounce of stability.
The males movements became quicker, the snap of his hips meeting my ass in quick slaps of the collision of skin. The skin of his bare chest against my back was sweaty and hot, his hair tickled my ears and cheekbones chaotically. His arms squeezed around me tighter, clinging like a koala.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Seungmin cursed into the air, breathe shorter as he exclaimed, “I’m gonna cum already! Baby, are you c-close?”
There was a subtle hint of submissiveness in his voice; not one that I’d openly point out but enough to make me a bit smug. Until I felt his cock thrash hungrily inside of me, almost perfectly kissing my gummy spot in repetitive motions.
“M’so close, Minnie,” I laid my head back, pressing into his chest and feeling his lovely breathless groans deep within his body. Seungmin took one hand at my waist and dragged it downward to my red clit, swirling the bud with erratically sensual touches. Writing circles into my sex with the help of my overflowing cunt.
“I want-“ helpless pants left his swollen, glossy lips, “I need you to cum with me, puppy. Can you do that? Please?”
I choked out in acknowledgment, eyes fluttering shut as I felt that familiar warmth cascade over me, signaling I was dancing along the line of my orgasm. Tiptoeing along the edge of complete bliss.
“M’kay, almost-“ there was a sharp inhale of breath, my mouth falling wide again as I clutched his skin. Seungmin had hit my sensitive spot three times back to back. My eyes watered and my chest tightened.
Seungmin nipped at my skin, teeth abusing the skin only for his lips to kiss the ache away.
“Oh, pup, fuck can’t hold it back,” Seungmin let out a choked moan that sounded increasingly similar to a sob. And when my eyes fluttered open again at the harmonious sound I tilted my head and saw his face contorted in overwhelming satisfaction. A hint of sparkle in his eye as he felt his climax soon overtake his overstimulated body, “Please, my love, you can do it. C’mon, puppy baby.”
I couldn’t mistake the ache on my inner thigh and now blossoming through my cunt. My walls contracting and squeezing along every line and crevice he had to pump into me. I felt that bliss of my orgasm kiss me, and soon my body was shaking.
“Seung, oh god, m’cumming!”
Seungmin let out a shaky sigh of relief, fingers rushing along my clit until I was over that edge. Until my eyes were rolled back and my mouth turned into a widened hole that only let out choked out, graphic moans. Seungmin let it all erupt, his cock twitched along my pulsating walls, and almost in unison, our bodies reacted to the other. Cum splattered my insides as mine glossed along his cock. Sputtering hips met the other in melodic motions, the only sound being sweaty bodies slapping continuously.
“Fuck, yes, that’s it,” Seungmin emptied his seed into me, not caring much to ask where he could release. His breathing slowed, his grip loosened around my waist, and I felt his heartbeat slow against my back as well, “That’s my good pup. Did so well…”
#feat. seungmin .ᐟ#stray kids#stray kids oneshot#stray kids smut#Kim seungmin#skz scenarios#skz smut#skz#skz fanfic#skz x reader#skz stay#skz imagines#skz Seungmin#skz fluff#stray kids Seungmin#seungmin smut
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seungmin kissing you up and down after he just spent the entire night fucking you dumb into the mattress…. whispering shit about “sorry baby m’ sorry m’ sorry” as his hands glide over the bruises and tattered teeth marks etched into your skin, rough hickeys littering places you couldn’t hide.
#feat. seungmin .ᐟ#I would love to make this a fic but#I already have 2 Seungmin drafts rn#so I think I’ll wait to make this one 🤞#seungmin smut#skz smut
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bang chan talks you through it
minho kisses your clit before eating you out
changbin lets you grind on his thigh
hyunjin holds your hand when you ride him
han cums as soon as he puts his tip in
felix steals your panties to jerk off to later
seungmin slaps your clit till you cry (or cum)
jeongin fucks your throat with his fingers
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#feat. ot8 .ᐟ#sorry I need to share these thoughts#skz smut#stray kids smut#bang chan smut#lee know smut#changbin smut#hyunjin smut#felix smut#seungmin smut#jeongin smut
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Can you give us skz bf when they find out a second member has a crush on the reader
ᙏ̤̫ ˘˘˘ skz reactions when another member likes you (nsfw)
𓈃 ★ CHAN
Chan wasn’t by any means possessive— at least not outwardly. He’d smile whenever the members would buddy up with you. They’re practically his family, after all. And you were the love of his life, why wouldn’t he like to see all of you get close? It’s only when he notices that Hyunjin has taken an extra liking to you. Going the extra mile to help you, laughing a little too hard at your jokes, and Chan especially noticed how his eyes would trail up and down your figure each time you turned around. Suddenly, Chan was biting his lip and narrowing his eyes. You were so obvious too… it made Chan wonder how you hadn’t noticed. Despite your oblivion seeing Hyunjin toy with you while you just smiled innocently made him want to pounce across the table at Hyunjin any chance he could.
It tipped over the edge when you wore that low cut top; the one he begged you not to wear yet you did anyway. That’s when Chan nearly lost his shit. He’d catch Hyunjin shamelessly eyeing those pretty tits of yours, the way they spilled from your top each time you bent forward. Chan was furious. So that night while Hyunjin was the only one home beside the two of you, Chan pressed you right against the door and fucked you as hard as he could. His goal was to send the message that Hyunjin could never have you. Your pretty moans slipping through the cracks of the door while he held your wrists above your head, going the extra mile by loudly boasting how you were all his.
“You’re mine— got that? No one else will ever fuck you this good. Isn’t that right, sweetheart? Tell me how good I fuck you, go on.
𓈃 ★ LEE KNOW
You could never really know what he was thinking. He was unpredictable; one day he might be the most loving, doting, perfect boyfriend out there… the next he could have you strip for him so he could bend you over his knee and spank the shit out of you. It’s the best of both worlds! It was surprisingly you who first noticed Seungmin’s lingering stare on you! You caught him staring at you one too many times for it to be a simple coincidence. The thought excited you because you knew exactly how Lee Know would react if he found out. You knew the games he played. So you decided to get a head start. Staring by returning the stares with Seungmin to fluster him, ultimately making Lee Know gawk at the two of you in utter shock. He’d bite his lips as he’d watch you pat Seungmin’s fluffy hair and place your neatly manicured hands on his knee. Lee Know caught on quick; he just didn’t bother to say anything, daring to see how far you’d go.
It was about a week into your little game when he finally snapped. The sight of your fingers swiping at something on Seungmin’s lips, swiping something away with care. Your nose so close to the younger boys— Seungmin was clearly blushing, enjoying the proximity. Meanwhile, Lee Know? No, that man was seething so he just outright said something, immediately placing a veined hand at the back of your neck and pushing you roughly against the dining table, making both you and Seungmin gasp loudly. However, your shock melted quickly into eagerness as you felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh; you also felt Seungmin’s piercing gaze as Lee Know practically growled into your ear.
“You must think you’re so clever, yeah? Taunting me like that… since you have taken such a keen interest in ‘Min, why don’t you show him how well you take me, hm?”
𓈃 ★ CHANGBIN
When Changbin first found out Chan had a crush on you, he was pouty. Adorable little lips jutting out, shimmery brown eyes fluttering each time with annoyance whenever he caught the two of you even just simply chatting. Changbin did not at all like whenever the two of you were left alone, maybe it was a bit toxic but does it matter? And it totally didn’t help that you were slightly feeding into his jealousy; always boasting about ‘Chan this’ and ‘Chan that.’ Poor boy was practically scowling whenever he even saw Chan enter the room. You teased Bin because he was cute when he was mad— you also teased him because you liked the sex you’d get out of him. The toe curling, jaw dropping quickies he’d give you each time he even felt an ounce of jealousy run cold in his veins. How his stamina seemed to grow tenfold whenever he thought you spent a little too long with Chan. Sex when Changbin was jealous, to him, was a reminder that you were his; to you it was euphoric because he was so rough and so whiny with you.
He currently had you bent like a pretzel, knees in your chest, ankles dangling beside your cheeks with his strong hand desperately gripping the pillow beside your head. This was the third time today he’d fucked you into the mattress— but it wasn’t his fault! You were pushing his buttons… this particular moment stemmed from how you had mentioned how toned and big Chan’s arms were. Changbin was quick to drag you by your elbow into the closest room, laying you on the bed and purposefully leaving the door unlocked. He hoped Chan could hear the way the headboard smacked violently against the wall; how you only moaned his name— Your Binnie! He couldn’t wait till later so he could show off the bite marks and scratches you’d left on his bicep, hoping to flex them around the dorms just for Chan to see. The entire time he would whisper to you in gentle whines how he didn’t like how Chan was looking at you. Or the way you were talking about him. Especially how you talked about his muscles. Definitely not that.
“Chan doesn’t have sh-shit on me, yeah, baby? Tryna steal— steal my girl, fuck. He can’t have you. You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.”
𓈃 ★ HYUNJIN
Hyunjin… Let’s just say he temporarily despises whoever dares to crush on his girlfriend! Dirty looks, possessive touches, hickeys along your neck and collarbone that would be way too hard to hide with concealer. The person in question happens to be Jeongin, constantly giving the poor boy dirty looks despite the younger trying his best to avoid you for this very reason! But Hyunjin just doesn’t like knowing how he felt for you. He did not like it at all. So whenever Jeongin would come around Hyunjin was quick to drape his jacket over you and wrap a protective arm around your shoulder, maybe even bringing the two of you into a corner (though not at all hidden) just to kiss you. And he’d silently enjoy when he felt Jeongin’s jealous eyes watching as Hyunjin worked his tongue into your mouth and his hands under your shirt.
You’d tell Hyunjin to relax, although your cheeks were red and your thighs were pressing together for a bit of friction; eyeballs darting toward Jeongin who pretended to be busy with something else on the living room couch, though the apple of his cheeks were rosy and his pants seemed to be getting a tad bit uncomfortable. Hyunjin would simply scoff at you and decide to kiss down your neck instead, making sure to groan just enough to make Jeongin bite his lips. Maybe he doesn’t go the extra mile and put his fingers in your sweet little cunt like he wants to but he definitely riles you AND Jeongin enough to end this little hangout short.
“Did you see him staring at you? He’s so jealous, it’s funny… now spread your legs please, love.”
𓈃 ★ HAN
Jisung would lowkey get mad. Like? You’re clearly his girl, who do they think they are even daring to have a crush on you? So when Jisung finds out cute little Felix has a crush on you he smiles every single time he sees the poor younger boy; it’s not a nice smile either. It’s like he’s smiling to hide the pure anger he feels, his lips upturning almost creepily. It gets to the point where you softly wack his forearm and tell him to stop, red cheeks aglow from slight embarrassment. But Jisung does not give a singular shit, instead eyeing the boy longer. And god forbid you and Felix so much as make eye contact because Jisung will make it know how unhappy he is with that.
He wouldn’t try anything right then and there, nothing more than harsh squeezes of your thigh from beneath the table, maybe even snide remarks towards poor Felix. But the second the door to your shared home is closed he has you backed up against the nearest surface and is inhaling your breath like it’s his own. Lips on your neck, beneath your reddening ears, nipping at the skin like a starved man. It’s not so much as a jealousy thing as it is a dominance thing; proof that he really is yours!! That you chose him and not Felix, which only makes him smile in the kiss and slip his hand into your panties unexpectedly. The moans you let out as he fiddles with your clit only serves as further proof that he is yours, and you are most definitely his.
“Love you, my baby. Looked so pretty tonight even Felix was staring… too bad you’re mine, haha. Ah, stay still let me see your pretty face while I touch you… that’s it.”
𓈃 ★ FELIX
You were actually the one to tell him about Han’s crush on you. You heard from Hyunjin’s loud mouth that Han had been crushing on you for months; to which Felix literally giggled. He was by no means jealous, in fact he was flattered for you. Felix thought of himself as the luckiest man ever because he has someone that others want yet you chose him! It’s actually so sweet when he pressed a soft kiss against your lips, his warm, freckled skin practically melting into you as he placed his gentle hands along your jawline after hearing the news. Felix adores you, he understands why someone else would as well and he also trusts his friends to respect him and keep that shit to themselves!
The thought of another man wanting you only made Felix fall for you harder. You had options yet he was your first pick. So to show you how appreciative of that he is he’s pampering you. Spreading you out on the bed, you’re wearing that new lingerie set he bought you, lace flowers sewn into the panties with ribbons as white as snow. Felix is tender with you while he kisses you, small hands on your wrists as his messy blond hair tickles your tummy. He’s sensual and slow— not to be a tease but because he wants to make this feel special. His plump lips are grazing over your clothed pussy, hums deep enough to make your head spin. He savors every moment of this, thinking about how lucky he is that you’re his.
“Tonight is all about you, sweet girl. Promise to make you feel so good… so lucky to have you. Thank you for being with me.”
𓈃 ★ SEUNGMIN
One jealous son of a bitch. Seungmin seems to always catch other members staring at you a little too hard, seeing their eyes on you or how they licked their lips around you. But it was Lee Know who always had his eyes trained on you, watching you walk— even when you were around Seungmin! And it was pissing Seungmin off. He didn’t know if he was purposely trying to annoy Seungmin or if he was unaware; either way Seungmin was practically grinding his teeth together at the thought of Lee Know ever having a crush on you. But in a weird way Seungmin couldn’t even blame him— sure was he pissed that Lee Know even thought about you like that? Hell yeah. Was he surprised that other people found you attractive? No, not at all. Because it’s true. So in a way Seungmin related to Lee Know, chuckling at the thought after a while. And that’s how this idea had blossomed.
Seungmin had been fingering you for a little over half an hour, edging you on with a sadistic smile and his big brown eyes trained on the way your face squished at the feeling of your approaching orgasm. Your shivering hands rested on his shoulders, moans loud in the night. Seungmin left the door wide open so his roommate, Lee Know, would be able to hear every little sound you made; it worked like a fucking charm! Lee Know was sitting wide eyed in his bed just down the hall, his own bedroom door open a crack. His cock straining in his pants as the sound of Seungmin’s wet palm slapping against your swollen clit filled the room. Lee Know didn’t know whether to say something or to close the door and wish it were him pleasuring you instead. Seungmin loved that thought— so much so he had to whisper it to you, mouth right by your ear. The only thing was his “whispers” were loud enough for Lee Know to hear perfectly, every crisp syllable.
“D’ya think Minho heard you, sweetheart? Bet he wishes it was him touching you like this… bet he wants to touch you like this. He can’t reach the best parts of you like I can, baby, trust me. He doesn’t know this pretty body like I do.”
𓈃 ★ JEONGIN
Three words; jealous, whiny baby. He’s jealous, what else can I say? As soon as he hears from Chan that Changbin has a crush on you— his girlfriend —he’s seething. He immediately runs to you, whining into your arms as his weight crushes you into the bed, pouting into the soft crook of your neck, inhaling your faded perfume as he spoke. You’re feigning sympathy, asking questions you knew would tick him off, playing with his thick, conditioned hair as you did so just to tease him more, “Oh yeah? Bin likes me? How cute, how cute.” And, let me tell you, Jeongin is not amused by you at all. His bottom lip jutting out as he lifts his head and gives you the nastiest glare, big hands gripping your hands that were once in his hair. But it’s especially when Changbin comes in to ask you two what you want for dinner (though really he just wants to talk to you) that Jeongin silently loses it. Before you can even properly answer the older male Jeongin is pushing him out the room, locking the door behind him.
And now he has you laid on the mattress with your own panties pathetically shoved into your mouth as a make shift gag, holding his phone in front of your face. He’s recording, clicking his tongue and letting the camera scan up and down your sweaty, red marked body as he buries his cock between your thighs. He’s mocking you now, asking you questions with that same tone of understanding, feigning sympathy for the way his dick is splitting you open. Taunting you by saying he’ll send the video to Changbin to “prove a point,” and you’re practically sobbing from both pleasure and embarrassment! But it’s okay he won’t send it, he’ll keep it all to himself… you’re all his!
“What do you think, babe, should I send it? Think he’ll like it… no? Aw, what a shame. Shh, don’t cry, I know it feels good, shh.”
[ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ] 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾：𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 ！𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 😭
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