#sehun fanfics
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Being EXO’s fem!idol crush who gets shipped with them - Maknae Line Ver.
Hyung Line Ver.
a/n: this is based on the SM girl group idol au that i wrote a while back, please read that first so that the writing will make sense :) AND these scenarios are LONG (esp. Chanyeol’s omg it took FOREVER) so i’m splitting this into two parts! enjoy :)
TW: kissing, sleeping in the same bed, mentions of food, slightly suggestive remarks, mentions of bullying, being held, sitting on his lap, mild cursing
Chanyeol:
You were both sent by the company to be on a new variety show called “Idol Roommates,” where a bunch of idols would be living together in the same house for a month. SM had sent you, Chanyeol, Yeri, and Ten, Hybe had sent Beomgyu, Jake, Sakura, and Minji, and JYP had sent Bangchan, Yuna, Lily, and and Gunil. The fans were super excited to see all of their favorite idols be roommates, and you had to admit, you were a little too excited to be living in such close proximity with Chanyeol.
The first episode began with you all arriving to the house with your label mates, and greeting all the other idols in the kitchen. There were cameras hidden all around the house, except for in the bathrooms, so you never really could tell what was being broadcasted and what wasn’t.
“So, what do we do first?” Sakura asked once everyone had arrived.
“Oh, there’s a note here on the table…” Bangchan said as he reached for it. “‘Welcome to your new home for the next month! In this bowl are all of your names. Please draw for your roommate and choose your rooms in order of your ages.’” he read aloud.
“Well, Chanyeol hyung is the oldest, so he goes first.” Ten explained, patting Chanyeol’s shoulder.
“Wow, you don’t have to rub it in.” Chanyeol joked, a playful smile on his face. Everyone laughed along with him, quieting down when he reached into the bowl to draw a name.
“Y/N.” he announced. Everyone turned to you expectantly. Yeri and Ten shot you mischievous grins, to which you blushed and looked away. They knew about your enormous crush on Chanyeol, how he had been your bias since high school, and how you used to have posters of him all over your wall. You shot them a dangerous glare before turning to Chanyeol.
“Alright, shall we go pick our room?” you proposed, desperate to get the attention off yourself.
“Yeah, let’s go!” he agreed, leading you up the stairs.
“This one looks the biggest.” you suggested after you had surveyed all the rooms.
He walked over from the other end of the hall and glanced inside the room you were talking about. “Alright, works for me!”
You had separate beds on opposite sides of the room, but it was still a little awkward. The two of you had several interactions in the past, and they were all pleasant, but mostly formal. You began unpacking your suitcases and shuffling around the room to get settled in silence.
As you did so, you could hear the other groupings running excitedly up the stairs to claim their rooms. Ten and Sakura were first, then Bangchan and Yeri. Gunil had picked Jake, then Beomgyu picked Lily, and that left Yuna and Minji together. Hearing the chatter of your colleagues in the background helped ease the tension a bit.
“Do you sleep with a light on?” Chanyeol asked suddenly, making you jump a bit.
You nodded sheepishly. “I’m a bit scared of the dark to be honest.”
“Ah, you’ll have to remind me. I don’t sleep with a light. Are you okay with having a fan on?”
“Yeah, I don’t mind that!” you told him, shuffling awkwardly. “I’m sorry you got stuck rooming with me. I know I’m not the most fun person in the world.”
“No, don’t be sorry… I’m actually relieved that I drew your name.” he told you reassuringly.
“Really?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity. “Why’s that?”
“Because you’re one of the few people I feel comfortable around in the idol world.” he answered, a tiny, bashful grin on his face.
You tried to ignore the flush creeping up your cheeks. “I feel the same way about you.”
Suddenly, Bangchan and Yeri appeared at your door. “Hey, are you guys ready for the debrief? We’re all heading downstairs now.” Chan asked.
“Yeah, let’s go.” Chanyeol replied, leading you out of the room. He followed Bangchan down the stairs, and with their backs to you, Yeri turned around and wiggled her brows at you. You pushed her forward a bit out of annoyance, causing her to tumble down the stairs by a few steps. You instinctively reached out for her, then looked at her, concerned. You both broke out into laughter, her gripping onto the railing and you holding onto her.
“That would’ve sucked.” Yeri chuckled, holding onto her stomach from laughing so hard.
—————
“Okay, so all the housework has been assigned.” Sakura declared, setting down her slice of pizza. “We’ll do meals in order of oldest to youngest, and chores in order of youngest to oldest.”
The production company had sent you all pizza for your first dinner, but you were instructed to prepare meals for the house for the rest of the time you would be there. That meant that you and Chanyeol would be preparing breakfast tomorrow.
For the remainder of the night, you all just chilled in the enormous living room and talked about all of your careers while a movie played on the TV. Conversation was flowing so smoothly that time just seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, everyone was getting up to get ready for bed, including you and Chanyeol.
“You can take a shower first.” he told you, sitting down at his bed to check his phone.
“Okay, thanks!” you chirped, making your way over to the bathroom.
Once you were done and in your pajamas, which embarrassingly enough had little kittens all over them, you padded your way back over to your own bed. “It’s all yours.” you told him.
“Awesome, be right back.” he responded, getting up from his bed. He did a double take as he looked at you. “Nice pajamas. They’re cute.”
You blushed, trying to focus on drying your hair. “Thank you. Kaori got them for me and I just can’t resist wearing them, even if they are kind of silly.”
“They’re perfect.” he smiled as he walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
You sighed, placing your hands on your cheeks to cool them off. Get it together Y/N. You’re on TV.
You went about the rest of your nightly routine, then curled up in bed to scroll on your phone for a bit. After a while, you heard the water shut off, meaning that Chanyeol was done with his shower. And then it happened. Everything went to black.
You yelped a bit at the sudden darkness, gripping onto your blankets.
“Guys?” you heard Gunil shout from down the hallway.
Everyone started emerging into the hallway with their phone flashlights on. “Is everyone okay?” you heard Lily ask.
“Everyone’s here except for Chanyeol and Y/N.” Jake stated. You heard shuffling down the hallway coming towards your room, which only made your anxiety worsen. You didn’t want any of your adult colleagues to see you scared out of your mind just because the electricity went out.
Just as you were preparing to face your housemates, Chanyeol emerged from the bathroom and practically sprinted over to the door with his own phone’s flashlight.
“Yeah, we’re both good in here.” he told your housemates from the doorway, shielding you from the view. “Since it’s the middle of the night anyway, I say we just all go to sleep. The production company’s cameras will have suddenly shut off, so I’m sure they’ll fix it by morning.”
“Yeah, that’s a good point.” Chan agreed. “Well, since everyone’s okay, let’s just go back to our rooms.”
Once everyone was back in their rooms, Chanyeol rushed over to you, sitting down on your bed. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice dripping with concern. You had never seen him so serious before.
“Yeah… just scared…” you shuddered, gripping onto your blankets.
“It’s okay, nothing is gonna happen to you. I promise.” he comforted you, patting your shoulder. “Do you think you can try to go to sleep?”
You thought for a moment, then shook your head. “I’d be too anxious. I know that nothing is going to happen to me, but it’s just a fear I’ve never been able to shake.”
He looked as if he was tossing an idea around in his head. Hesitantly, he looked back up at you. “Would you be able to sleep if we shared a bed?”
Your eyes went wide. Was Park Chanyeol actually offering to sleep in the same bed as you just so you would feel safe? It was as if all of your dreams were coming true in this moment.
You coughed awkwardly. “Well um… you don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable, but… it would definitely help.” you stuttered out.
“I don’t mind at all.” he told you, a comforting smile on his features. “I just want you to feel better.”
You grinned, feeling your heart swell with emotions, then scooched over to make room for him.
It was obviously a little bit awkward at first. You both faced away from each other, a good three inches of space between the two of you. You thought that was going to be how the rest of the night went, until you started shaking.
“Y/N, are you trembling?” Chanyeol asked, turning towards you.
You froze. “Um… yeah. I’m sorry. I’m just scared.” you sighed in humiliation.
“It’s alright… do you want me to hold you?” he offered, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“I… I don’t want you to feel like you have to…” you spat out reluctantly, even though your heart was screaming at you to say yes immediately.
“I want to, Y/N.” he told you, a slight chuckle slipping out as he did so. “I mean, who doesn’t want to hold the person they like as they fall asleep?”
Your heart stopped. More than anything, you said in your head.
Your mouth fell open in shock, and you frantically flopped over to face him completely. “You like me?”
He nodded, a small smirk on his face. “I thought it was obvious.”
Your face broke out into a huge, toothy grin, and you lunged forward to hide your blushing face in his chest. He chuckled at your bashfulness, closing his arms around you in a tight embrace.
“Shall we get some sleep?” he asked.
You happily nodded in his hold. “I think I can manage now that I’ll have something to dream about.”
“Goodnight Y/N.” he whispered, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead before curling up around you.
“Goodnight Chanyeol.”
—————
In the morning, you tumbled awake to see him sitting up against the headboard scrolling on his phone. “I was just about to wake you up.” he chuckled, ruffling your hair. “Did you sleep well?”
You nodded groggily, smiling through squinted eyes. “All thanks to you.” you curled into his side.
“Although you look super adorable right now, we really should get started on breakfast.” he suggested. “We don’t want everyone going hungry.”
“I suppose so…” you sighed, getting out of bed. You both threw on your robes and slippers and made your way downstairs to the kitchen.
“Alright, what are we working with?” Chanyeol inquired as he opened the fridge, inspecting its contents.
“Well first of all, we’re going to need lots of coffee.” you giggled, busying yourself with the coffee pot.
“Very true. I can get started on some eggs and bacon while you do that.” he decided, swiping the ingredients out of the fridge and moving over to the stove. You prepared breakfast in a comfortable silence, that was, until the front door swung open, and three suited men strode in. You recognized one as your manager, but had no idea who the other two were.
“Hyung? What’s going on?” Chanyeol asked one of the men you didn’t know. You now assumed it was his manager.
“Don’t worry, we shut the cameras off this morning.” the man responded to him. “However, the production manager would like to tell you something.” He turned to the last remaining unidentified man and looked at him begrudgingly. Your own manager looked equally as annoyed with the supposed production manager, tapping his foot impatiently.
The man sighed. “The electrical outage was staged last night. Cameras were rolling throughout the entire night, and everything that went on was broadcasted.”
“You mean… the fans saw…?” you asked meekly, feeling your heart drop into your stomach.
“Yes, they saw you and Chanyeol sleeping in the same bed and confessing to one another.” your manager told you, a sympathetic look in his eyes. “I’m sorry kid. They didn’t tell us about this, or else we would’ve told you not to act as if you were in private.”
“There is, however, a bit of good news that goes along with this.” Chanyeol’s manager interjected. “The fans are really happy about it.”
You both snapped your heads up in shock. “Really?”
“Our ratings went through the roof.” the production manager explained. “Just in the past eight hours, we’ve received more viewers than any of our previous pilot episodes combined.”
“What are they saying?” you inquired, still incredibly surprised that the response was positive. Fans were not usually supportive of idol romance, wanting to maintain their own personal fantasies about their idols being available. In fact, “Idol Roomates” was kind of a controversial show because it allowed male and female idols to live together as if they were couples.
“See for yourself.” your manager instructed, holding his phone out to you. You began scrolling through some recent tweets he had pulled up on his phone, Chanyeol looking over your shoulder to read them with you.
I TOLD YOU GUYS IDOL ROOMMATES WAS FIRE, NOW WE GET Y/N AND CHANYEOL CONTENT 🔥
channie was soooo sweet to comfort y/n while she was afraid of the dark 🥺 i love seeing him be so soft to her ❤️
that innocent forehead kiss!!! i love them so much!!! <3
“Wow… that’s amazing.” Chanyeol marveled, running a hand through his hair. “So… what now?”
“Well, that’s up to you guys.” his manager replied. “The company has given us the okay to either confirm or deny the relationship based on your wishes.”
You both glanced at the floor, thinking to yourselves for a moment. Suddenly, you looked up and realized that you didn’t owe anyone an explanation.
“Let’s not say anything.” you suggested. Everyone looked over to you with a slightly shocked expression.
“Nothing?” your manager asked. “You mean, just let them wonder?”
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea…” the production manager agreed, tapping his chin in thought. “They are the most popular couple on the show, and no matter what, there are going to be skeptics on whether or not it was staged. Why don’t we just let the show be an experiment?”
“And if we ever do develop a relationship, this can be looked back on as where it developed.” Chanyeol grinned, taking your hand in his.
You grinned at him appreciatively, then turned back to your manager. “Is that okay?”
He shrugged, an amused smile on his face. “It’s your call, kid.”
You looked back over at Chanyeol, who gave you a determined nod.
“Let’s do it.” you decided.
“Alright, case closed.” Chanyeol’s manager stated, clapping his hands together. “We’re going to see that you guys have a few minutes to speak with each other alone before they turn the cameras back on...” He shot a dirty look to the production manager before continuing. “… but other than that, we hope you have fun on the show. And please, don’t take it too far. Fans can be quite temperamental.”
As soon as the three men left the room, you turnt to Chanyeol. “Did you really mean that?”
“What? That I see us developing a relationship?” he asked, scratching his head with a cute smile. “I thought that much was obvious.”
You giggled, shaking your head at yourself. “This is the second time I’ve been completely oblivious. I feel like such a fool.”
“You’re not a fool.” he reassured you, pulling you into his arms for a tight hug. His height always allowed him to give the best hugs. He made you feel so safe and cared for. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Thank you…” you whimpered into his chest. “I really do want to make this work.”
“And it will.” he grinned, rocking you slightly. “I promise.”
You looked up, resting your chin on his chest. “I believe you. You promised nothing would happen to me last night, and you were right.”
He smiled down at you affectionately. “There’s one more thing I want to do with these last few minutes we’ll get alone.”
“Hm?” you asked, once again oblivious to his insinuation.
Before you even had time to register what was happening, his lips were on yours. His hands came up to hold onto your face and press himself further up against you. You held your breath, then relaxed into his arms, hands linking together behind his neck. He began to deepen the kiss, puckering his lips against yours repeatedly and darting his tongue between them periodically. When you were completely out of air, you pulled back, both of your chests heaving against one another.
“I can’t wait until this show is over and we can have some real privacy.” you grinned suggestively. “Now, shall we finish breakfast?”
D.O:
You rubbed your sweaty palms against the rough material of your jeans, taking a deep shaky breath as you waited in the recording studio. Usually when you were nervous in a place like this, it was because you were worried about messing up your notes or forgetting the lyrics. But that wasn’t the case today. You had practiced the drama’s OST relentlessly, and knew the song forwards, backwards, and sideways. What you were nervous about was the fact that you were going to be singing a duet with Do Kyungsoo.
Not only were you totally intimidated by his vocals, but you also had the most mortifying crush on him. Everyone at the company seemed to know about it except him, and you wanted to keep it that day. You just hoped you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him today.
You jumped as he entered the room, springing to your feet. He looked ungodly handsome, clad in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway and jeans.
“Hey Y/N.” he smiled warmly as you locked eyes. “How’s it going?”
“Hey, I’ve been really good!” you choked out, playing with the sleeve of your sweater. “How about you? I saw you guys were in Jeju Island last week. I mean, on Instagram, I wasn’t there stalking you or anything. Not that I’m not a fan, but…” you stopped yourself before you dug down into an even deeper hole.
He chuckled at your babbling, somehow finding it endearing. “We were, it was a really good trip. Although I almost threw Baekhyun off a cliff while we were hiking.”
“Oh, that’s not good! Accidents happen, I suppose.” you shrugged, brushing your hair back behind your ears. You could feel a thin layer of sweat on the back of your neck, a telltale sign that you were nervous. You had to tell yourself to calm down, you didn’t want to look sweaty when they filmed the video.
“Oh no, it would’ve been on purpose. He was being insufferable.” he explained, grinning evilly. God, he was so attractive.
You laughed, genuinely this time. “I get it. Sometimes I want to strangle the girls.”
He hummed in amusement. “Look at us, bonding over wanting to kill our members.”
You giggled at his comment, feeling yourself relax slightly. Maybe this isn’t going to be so ba-
“Alright guys, the company wants us to film the video now, so in the booth.” your manager decreed as he entered the room.
Nevermind.
“We don’t get a chance to practice at all?” Kyungsoo asked, looking understandably irritated.
“I’m sorry guys, they forgot about the deadline they gave the marketing team for the drama.” the other man explained sympathetically. “They need it within the next hour, and editing is going to need at least a half hour after we film it.”
“Awesome…” you sighed, grabbing a pair of headphones and following Kyungsoo into the booth.
You could feel your nerves getting the better of you, making your hands shake and your throat go dry, both of which would not be good for your performance.
Kyungsoo seemed to notice this, and grabbed your hand gently. Your heart stopped, making you freeze in place.
“Hey, you’ve got this.” he whispered with a comforting smile. “You have the voice of an angel.”
Butterflies swarmed in your stomach. He thought your voice was angelic?
“Alright guys, camera is rolling.” your manager said from the control panel. Music starting in 3…2…”
You exhaled as the music started, letting yourself ease up. You glanced over at Kyungsoo. He was looking at you with such kind, sensitive eyes. You couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face as you began to sing your lines. When you were looking at him, it was really easy to belt out a love song.
He seemed to feel the same way as he started singing his own verse, his smile never faltering as he gazed into your eyes affectionately.
As you began to sing the chorus together, it was like the stars aligned. You were perfectly in synch, voices intertwining together like two rivers of golden honey merging into one. You were both putting so much passion and energy into the song, the lyrics resonating in both of your hearts as you looked at one another.
As the song came to a close, you both held your notes until the music ended, looking at each other breathlessly. Both of your eyes were twinkling, and you could feel chills running down your spine. That was the best duet you had ever sung with anyone.
“That was amazing you guys!” your manager suddenly said, snapping you out of your daze. “I don’t know how you guys did it perfect on the first try, but great job!”
“Uh, thanks!” you stammered, removing your headphones. You started to blush as you realized the amazing connection you and Kyungsoo had just had. Your anxiety was quickly returning, causing you to act without thinking.
You turned to him. “God, it’s hot in here. Are you hot? I mean, you are hot, I mean-“
He looked at you expectantly, as if you could possibly recover from that humiliating sentence. However, he didn’t look embarrassed at all. He had a hopeful glint in his eyes and an anticipated smile.
However, you were far too overwhelmed with your own nerves to notice. “Well, I’m gonna go home. See you later alligator!”
And with that, you bolted out of the studio and ran back to your dorm, not stopping until you were back in your bedroom. Nabi and Kaori were shouting after you, but you just ignored them, slamming your door behind you.
You collapsed your back against the door and slid down until you were on the floor, placing your head in your hands. “‘See you later alligator?’ What am I, 50?!”
—————
After a few hours of cycling through rotting in your bed, pacing the floor in anxiety, crying out of humiliation, and passing out from exhaustion, you were disturbed by yet another knock on your door. You groaned, assuming it was one of your members trying to talk to you again.
“Dude, I love you, but go away, I need to be alone.” you grumbled, pulling your pillow up over your head.
You heard the door open and someone walk in, but you didn’t have the energy to look up. Maybe if I stay really still, they’ll think I’m dead, and then they’ll leave, you thought.
You felt them sink down on the bed next to you and place a hand on your shoulder. “Y/N? Can we talk?”
You snapped up, eyes widening as you realized who was in front of you. “Kyungsoo!” You frantically fixed your hair and wiped your face. “Oh god, I look terrible…”
“No you don’t.” he chuckled, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You froze at his touch, relishing the feeling of his fingers in your hair before blinking back to reality. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I just thought you should know how well our OST is doing.” he grinned, pulling out his phone. You leaned forward to see the music video you made that already had millions of views in just a few short hours.
“Wow, people love it this much?” you asked in disbelief.
“That’s not all. Look at the comments.” he handed you his phone, and you did as he asked.
You know this drama’s gonna be good when they got Y/N AND Kyungsoo to sing the OST… total power vocal couple!
Y/N and Kyungsoo might as well be the main couple in the drama, their chemistry is insane
the way they sing the song to each other… my heart 💓 💓💓
You couldn’t help the giddy feeling that was blooming in your chest, attempting to fight off your smile to no avail. “They really like us, huh?”
He nodded, setting his phone back down. “There’s another reason I came here.”
“Hm?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity.
He took your hand in his, just as he had done in the recording booth earlier. “Y/N, you don’t have to be so nervous around me. I think you’re adorable, and I really like you.”
Fireworks went off in your stomach. “Y-you do?”
“Of course I do.” he laughed, shaking your hand in exaggeration. “Why do you think I asked to sing the OST with you?”
Your jaw unhinged in shock. “You asked to be paired with me?”
“Well yeah, how else was I going to get close to you?” he chuckled. “I was going to ask you out after we finished, but you ran away so quickly, I never got the chance.
You blinked at him a few times, then erupted into a fit of laughter. He joined you, doubling over slightly.
As you both settled down, he leaned in closer. “Will you go out with me?” he practically whispered.
You nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, yes! Of course I will!”
He smiled brighter than you had ever seen him do before, then slowly inched closer to your face. His eyes were focused on your lips.
Deciding you had been oblivious enough for one day, you took the hint and closed the distance between the two of you, crashing your lips onto his. He placed a hand delicately on your cheek, then began deepening the kiss, until you both pulled away, eyelids fluttering open slowly.
He smirked. “So, where do you want to go, angel voice?”
Kai:
“You’ve got it… you’ve got it…” Ten instructed you, guiding your movements. You were both in the dance practice room, covered in sweat as you went through the routine. You were working on a partner dance for your next solo album, and you wanted it to be with Ten, but somehow it just wasn’t going as planned. You were stumbling through the steps, there was no flow so your movements were jerky, and you somehow couldn’t shake the tense expression from your face.
As the music finished, you awkwardly caught your footing and struck the most pathetic ending pose you’d ever done. Ten gave you a crooked smile out of sympathy, which somehow made you feel ten times worse.
“Ugh, this is hopeless.” you sighed, throwing your hands up in resignation as you plopped down on the floor and leaned your back up against the mirror. “I’m never going to get this routine down in time.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault.” he attempted to reassure you, sitting down next to you. “You’re doing everything right. Sometimes, it just takes a little while to get the right feel for it.”
“Yeah, or I’m just a horrible dancer.” you huffed. You put your head in your hands and scrunched up your hair. The shoot was in two weeks, and this routine had to be perfect. Your fans deserved nothing less.
Ten was conflicted on what he should say next. On one hand, he wanted to tell you how amazing and talented you were, but on the other hand, he knew it wasn’t going to mean anything if you didn’t believe it yourself. He decided to grab a water bottle and hand it to you with a warm smile. “How about you just take a little break? I’m sure you’ll feel better in a few minutes.”
You smiled back at him, taking the water bottle from him gratefully. Your brow furrowed as he stood up and walked towards the door. “Where are you going?”
“I’m gonna go find something that’ll help.” he grinned over his shoulder before leaving the room.
You shook your head at his cryptic behavior, then collapsed back against the mirror, staring up at the ceiling in desperation. Please God, if you’re listening, please send me something to help with this dance.
“Y/N?” you heard someone ask from the doorway.
You snapped your head down to see who it was, and smiled widely at the pleasant sight before you. “Kai! What are you doing here?”
“Just checking in on my favorite junior.” he smirked, shutting the door behind him as he strolled in. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his jacket as he stopped in front of you, looking you over with a concerned expression. “What are you doing on the floor?”
“Just taking a break.” you replied, stretching slightly. “I’m too bad of a dancer not to.”
He frowned, crouching down to your level to glare at you. “Don’t say that about yourself. You’re an amazing dancer.”
“You haven’t seen me practice this routine.” you chuckled. “I’m sure you would change your mind if you did.”
“Alright then, show me.” he demanded, standing back up and taking a step back.
“Wait, like now?” you asked, slowly getting up yourself. “You don’t even know the routine…”
“I’m sure I can improvise.” he grinned, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the side, leaving him in just a cutoff tank top and sweats. “What, do you doubt my skills?”
“Absolutely not.” you chuckled. You had been secretly admiring him since before you even became a trainee, in more ways than one.
You got into position and waited for the music to start, then thrust into action as you began the routine. The first half went almost perfect, as it was just your solo part. You began to get nervous as the duet portion approached, feeling your muscles begin to tense up.
Kai approached you and placed his hands gently on your waist, a focused spark in his eyes. He somehow knew the exact partner position, and began guiding you across the floor.
“Relax, relax…” he instructed calmly, “remember to breathe.” He spun you around and placed a hand on the small of your back.
You inhaled deeply, holding the breath in your chest for a bit, then exhaled and released all the tension you didn’t realize you were holding onto. You started being able to flow through the moves better, but now you were hyper-focusing the footwork.
“Hey, don’t look at your feet. Focus on me.” he brought you back to center once again, twirling you back to face him and placing his hands on the sides of your face.
You looked up at him, locking in on his pretty brown eyes. It was as if they were telling you exactly what you needed to do, and for a moment, your body was running on autopilot, and all you thought about was being close to him.
“Show me that pretty smile, white swan.” he chuckled with a playful grin, instantly making you giggle and blush.
You actually couldn’t believe that you were going through the entire routine without any problems, and as you struck the ending pose, you were absolutely speechless. “That was…”
“Brilliant!” Ten suddenly interrupted you, causing you to jump away from Kai defensively.
“T-Ten!” you stammered nervously. “We were just-“
“It’s okay, I told him to come here.” your best friend smirked from the doorway. “I found him in the hall and he asked how you were doing.”
“You did?” you asked, a touched lilt to your voice.
“I told you, I wanted to check in on my favorite junior.” Kai explained, brushing the hair out of his face with an innocent half smile. “Ten said you were having trouble with the dance, so I had him show me the training video, and then I told him I’d help you.”
“Oh, well that’s a relief...” you sighed, glad you didn’t have to explain yourself to Ten. “So, you’re not-?”
“Jealous? Hardly.” he chortled, shaking his head. “In fact, I think you should do the dance with Kai for your music video.”
Your jaw unhinged slightly in shock. “Really?”
“Oh yeah, the chemistry is way better. You really seem to enjoy yourself when you’re dancing with him.” he teased, winking at you inadvertently.
You shot him a warning glare, then turned back to Kai. “Is that alright with you?”
“It’d be my pleasure.” he grinned, extending his hand to you. “Shall we?”
—————
It had been a week since your latest solo comeback dropped, and all of Starlight was losing their minds over it. Albums sold out everywhere, you had already one two awards, and everywhere you went, you heard it being played on the radio.
After one of your performance stages, you were sitting in your dressing room, and decided to look over some of the comments on the music video again. You always loved seeing what your fans had to say about your work.
There were a lot about how pretty you looked, how beautiful your vocals were, and how proud of you your fans were, all of which made you giddy with appreciation. However, some were starting to stick out to you and pique your interest. Particularly, the ones about your dance with Kai.
the tension between Y/N and Kai is so thick you could cut it with a knife 👀
i don’t think i’ve ever seen our Y/N dance so well with anyone else than with Kai… i hope they do more stuff together :)
anyone else think Y/N and Kai would make the PERFECT couple??? just me???
You felt your cheeks grow red and warm at the insinuation. I mean, sure, you had been fantasizing about dating Kai for years now. But now that you knew your fans approved, it was all the more flustering.
“Knock knock.” someone interrupted your thoughts as they entered your dressing room.
You looked up, then scoffed playfully. “Kai, if you keep showing up unannounced, I’m going to have to start locking my door. I could’ve been bare faced!”
“And you’d still look just as beautiful.” he commented, smiling at you genuinely.
You pouted your lips affectionately, then stood up to hug him. “Thank you so much.”
“Me? What for?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you to reciprocate the hug.
“If it wasn’t for you, I never would’ve gotten that dance down.” you beamed into his shoulder.
A quiet chuckle rang through your ears. “You already had everything you needed to accomplish it. I just pointed you in the right direction.”
You gave him one final squeeze, then invited him to sit down on the couch with you. “So, what brings you all the way here?”
“Well, I had to admit, seeing you do the dance with that backup dancer on stage made me pretty jealous.” he replied, a more serious expression appearing on his face.
“Oh?” you inquired, folding your hands in your lap. “Is that so?”
He nodded slowly. “Indeed. I was going to let it go, but after reading some of the comments on your music video, I was inspired to do something about it.”
Your heart soared as you imagined him reading the exact comments as you had read previously. Did he feel the same butterflies when he read them over?
“And what exactly are you going to do?” you asked, feeling your nerves vibrate harder with every passing second.
“I want to ask you out.” he told you. He leaned in closer to you, to where you could see the sparkle in his eyes. “Is that alright?”
“Yes, it is.” you replied, letting a huge smile plaster itself across your face. “And yes, I’ll absolutely go out with you.”
He replicated your large grin, patting your leg affectionately. “That’s wonderful. Because I don’t want you dancing with anyone else.”
You chuckled, squeezing his hand a bit. “Well, you’re going to have to fight my members for that right.”
He thought to himself for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t think I could take them, they’re pretty tough. I’ll settle for being the only guy you dance with.”
“Deal.” you giggled, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you again, Kai.”
“You’re welcome, white swan.” he chimed. He rose up from his seat and walked over to the door. “I’ll leave you to unwind. I’ll text you later to set up the date, okay?”
You nodded, waving goodbye to him. “Sounds good, talk to you later!”
You turnt back to your mirror, beginning to brush out your curls. However, you were startled as Kai ran back into the room quickly.
He placed a bouquet of flowers on the vanity in front of you, then kissed you on the cheek briskly. “I almost forgot, these are for you. Congratulations on such a good comeback.”
Sehun:
“Excuse me, pardon me, ‘it girl’ coming through!” Nabi declared as you made your way through the busy photo shoot studio.
“Ugh, shut up Nabi!” you scowled over your shoulder at her. “I hate it when you call me that!”
“Hey, I’m not the only one.” the leader shrugged, chuckling mischievously. “Everyone calls you that nowadays.”
“Well, I’d prefer to only deal with it when I’m being interviewed.” you scoffed, setting your bag down at your vanity.
“Spoken like a true queen.” Nabi smirked, crossing her arms across her chest.
You rolled your eyes. “Why did you even come with me today?”
The younger girl shrugged. “You’ve been stressed lately. I figured I’d tag along to make sure you have a comedic buffer.”
You softened at her kind gesture, touching her arm lightly. “That’s really sweet of you.”
“They also always have huge snack buffets at these things.” she added. “I’m gonna go get a plate, okay?”
You went back to your previous mood, sighing and sitting down. “Yeah, just get me some chips.”
You watched her skitter off to the snack table, shaking your head at her. In front of the other girls, she was a strict, stern dictator. But around you, the only member older than her, she was a true child. However, she was your best friend, so you tried to find it endearing.
“Y/N?” a deep voice inquired from behind you.
You spun around in your chair and gawked at the realization of who stood in front of you. “Sehun?!”
He smiled at your surprise, holding out his arms in a dramatic gesture. “In the flesh.”
You sprung up out of your chair in an instant, practically jumping into his arms to give him a hug. He stumbled backwards a bit, laughing at your sudden affection, then caught his footing and wrapped his arms around you.
“I’ve missed you so much!” you told him, pulling away. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here for the Valentine’s Day shoot.” he replied.
You knit your brows together in confusion. “Really? Because this is…” You looked around the studio, then it dawned on you. There were heart shaped decorations and pink balloons everywhere, and the studio had a romantic, dim lighting.
“Oh… they didn’t tell me this would be a couple’s shoot…” you chuckled awkwardly.
His eyebrows raised in surprise. “Really? That’s strange. Maybe they knew you’d be nervous if you were told ahead of time that you’d be doing a shoot with the Great Oh Sehun.” He flipped his hair dramatically, a cocky smirk on his face.
You scrunched your nose up, hitting him on the arm playfully. “Ugh, don’t be so smug. It doesn’t suit you.” You were actually just trying to hide the fact that he was right.
Sehun had been slowly becoming one of your best friends at the company, ever since that day he walked in on you being bullied by a bunch of female trainees and silenced all of them with his presence. He was actually competing with Yeri, Ten, and Karina for a spot on your BFF list.
However, you had always secretly hoped for more with him. He was so kind, even though he could seem cold at first, and he always made you laugh. He was so caring, despite how hard he tried not to be, and had incredible wit and humor. Plus, there was the fact that he was incredibly handsome. Like, obnoxiously so. But, as much you wanted things to go to the next level, they remained stagnant. Neither of you were the most upfront about your feelings.
“There you guys are!” the director suddenly clapped his hands behind you, pulling you away from your conversation. “I’ll let makeup and wardrobe know you’re here, and we should be able to start shooting in about an hour.”
You both nodded and thanked him, then turned back to one another.
“See you behind the camera.” Sehun proposed with a minuscule wink that was so small you wouldn’t have caught it if you hadn’t been admiring his features so closely these past few years.
You sent him one last smile, then turned back to your vanity while he strode over to his own.
Suddenly, Nabi reappeared next to you with a plate full of snacks. “What was that about?” she asked, crunching on a pretzel.
“Oh nothing, I just have to do an amorous photo shoot with my secret crush.” you grumbled, falling back against your chair with your hands bunched up in your hair. “Did you get my chips?”
Her eyes widened. “I’m sorry, I forgot.”
“Nabi! Either be helpful or leave!”
—————
The hour of makeup and wardrobe went by way too fast for your liking. You had been trying to build up your courage to no avail. It seemed hopeless. How on Earth were you going to do a romantic couple’s shoot with your crush without it looking you were hopelessly devoted to him? Not that you weren’t, you just didn’t need the whole world knowing it. That would be mortifying, not to mention a total career killer.
You walked over to the photo setup, which featured a red velvet sofa and a table with an extravagant bouquet of flowers. You swallowed the hard lump in your throat, making one last stitch effort to calm yourself down. Settle down, Y/N. It’s just a photo shoot with your colleague. I’m sure he won’t even be-
“Is this chain on straight?” your thoughts were interrupted by the man in question. You flipped around to see him dressed in a deep v-neck black blazer with a white button-up shirt underneath, the top three buttons undone to reveal his chest, adorned with a glimmering silver chain necklace. His thick black locks were tousled and textured perfectly around his forehead, and his skin was practically glowing.
Okay nevermind, time to panic.
“Holy shit, you look hot.” you heard yourself speak, although you don’t remember making the decision to. Instant regret flooded your brain, and you immediately began apologizing. “Oh my god, I meant the chain looks hot. I’m sorry. I mean, not that you’re not hot, I just…”
“Thank you.” he cut you off, a pleased smile evident on his features. “You look hot too.”
Your heart practically jumped out of your chest. “Th-Thank you…” You were sure your face was as red as a tomato. However, you had to admit, you did look pretty hot in your tight red dress, pearls, vampy lipstick, and red strappy heels.
“Alright, we’re ready to get started!” the director declared from his chair. “Sehun, I’d like to start with you laying on the couch horizontally. Y/N, go ahead and sit on his lap facing the camera.”
You did as instructed, although uncomfortably. He sensed your tension and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.
“It’s okay, just relax.” he suggested, a reassuring smile directed at you.
You gave him an appreciative grin, loosening up and leaning into his form.
“Okay, now Sehun, put your chin on Y/N’s shoulder and rest your head against her neck. Y/N, just keep looking forward.”
The camera flashed a few times, with a few breaks in between to look over the shots.
“I’m really proud of you, you know.” Sehun told you while the camera crew was busy.
“What do you mean?” you asked him, laying against the back of the couch.
“You’ve come a long way from the girl I met who was letting some older trainees pick on her.” he teased. “I’ll never forget the look on your face when I appeared next to you.”
You laughed at the memory. “And I’ll never forget the looks on those girls’ faces when you told them off.”
He joined you in your laughter. “Notice how none of them are at the company anymore, and how you’re the ‘it girl’ now?”
You smiled contentedly. “Everyone seems to be calling me that these days.”
He suddenly scooped you up in his arms and pulled you down to his chest, ruffling your hair affectionately. “You’ve always been my ‘it girl’ Y/N, from day one.”
You squealed as he caged you in his arms, feigning resistance. A sudden flash went off, and you both looked up to see the camera crew staring at you blankly.
“Ah, sorry guys, that was my fault...” a feeble intern announced nervously. “I accidentally hit the wrong button.”
“Wait, let me see that shot…” the director demanded, motioning for the camera to be brought over to him. He looked it over, then turnt to you both with a baffled expression. “This is it. This is our cover photo.”
“What? No way.” you marveled, getting up and walking over to the director. Sehun followed you, catching you as you stumbled a bit in your heels. You looked at the photo, and soon you were both making the same face that the director had made a few seconds ago. “Woah… this is amazing…”
“Look at how beautiful you are…” Sehun commented, taking in the picture lovingly.
You blushed, nudging him slightly.
The director clapped his hands dramatically, snapping you both back to reality. “Alright, let’s keep this energy going! Next I want a shot of Y/N pulling Sehun in by his chain!”
—————
A few days later, you were chilling out at the dorm with your members, having a much needed girls’ night. All of your favorite snacks were laid out on the coffee table, you were all in your pajamas, and there was a cheesy rom-com playing on the TV, even though none of you were paying attention to it. You were far too busy gossiping, squealing, and beautifying each other. It might have been stereotypical girl behavior, but it was incredibly therapeutic.
“Everyone shut up!” Nabi suddenly decreed, jumping up on the couch and holding something behind her back.
You looked up from braiding Kaori’s hair. “Oh god, what is it now?”
The younger girls all laughed, finding it hilarious that you were the only one able to talk to Nabi like that.
“Well ‘it girl,’ it just so happens that I have the most recent issue of Elle in my hands.” the leader grinned evilly, brandishing the magazine out in front of her.
The other three girls all gasped and rushed over to grab at it, except for Iseul, who just jumped up and down excitedly. Her nails were still wet from Marie painting them a few minutes ago.
“Oh my god, you look so hot!” Marie marveled, flipping through the glossy pages.
“Yeah, and this one of you pulling Sehun in by his chain is just perfect!” Iseul nodded in agreement.
“Wait, the shoot was with Sehun?” Kaori asked, her eyes going wide with innocent shock.
“Yes Kaori, we talked about it three days ago. Keep up.” Marie groaned at the maknae.
“Hey, be nice.” you warned protectively. “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“Yeah right. You’ve only been in love with him for years now.” Nabi challenged you, jumping down from the couch.
“I am not in love with him.” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, he doesn’t feel that way about me.”
“The fans seem to think differently.” Nabi commented smugly, whipping out her phone. “Look what they’re saying on Elle’s post about it.”
You snatched the phone out of her hand and began to skim over the comments.
you could tell me the cover shot was totally improvised and i’d believe you… their affection looks so real <3
who knew the oldest member of Etoile and the youngest member of EXO would make such a fire couple? TOTAL goals!
The fact that they’ve been friends since Y/N was a trainee makes this so much cuter… they’re clearly in love with each other 💞
These two OWN Valentine’s Day now 😤
“Look at how big her smile is!” Kaori grinned admiringly at you.
“I know, it’s so cute!” Marie added, wrapping her arms around your maknae and twirling her around. “‘Oh Sehun, please marry me!’”
“‘Oh Y/N, I’d love to make you my wife!’” the younger girl acted out, giggling madly.
You scowled, trying not to laugh along with them. “How come you two only get along when it’s at my expense?”
You all froze as the sound of a phone ringing suddenly cut through the noise.
You looked over at the end table to see your phone lit up and vibrating. You picked it up and unhinged your jaw as you saw who it was from. “It’s Sehun. I’m gonna go take this.” You got up and rushed down the hall to your bedroom.
The three youngest members attempted to follow you, but Nabi stood protectively in front of the hallway. “Nope, no one is eavesdropping. This should be private.” Marie, Iseul, and Kaori started pouting and vocalizing their protest. That was, until Nabi gave them her signature glare. “Living room, now.” She really was a great leader when she wanted to be.
Shutting your door behind you, you answered the call. “Hello?”
“Hey Y/N, it’s me.” Sehun said from the other end. He sounded uncharacteristically anxious.
“Hey, is everything okay?” you asked in a concerned manner.
“Oh yeah, I’m fine.” he coughed nervously. “I just wanted to… you know….”
“Wanted to what?” you giggled, sitting down on your bed.
You heard him exhale momentarily as if mentally preparing himself for something. “If you’d like to go out with me for Valentine’s Day?”
Your breath hitched in your chest. “What?”
“Don’t make me say it again…” he sighed, clearly having trouble being this forward. “I just… we had so much fun at the shoot together… and you’re just so cool, and fun, and pretty. I’ve never really known how or when to say it, but… something about that couples’ shoot just pushed me to go for it. So will you?”
You clutched onto your chest as if it was the only thing keeping you grounded to Earth. “Yes… yes, of course I will!”
“Really?” he marveled, sounding genuinely surprised. “I can’t believe you agreed.”
“Sehun, I’ve literally been waiting for you to ask me out for years now.” you chuckled. “You’re the worst at picking up on signals.”
“Yeah, well you’re not very good at sending them.” he teased, clearly getting his confidence back.
You laughed cutely into the phone. “We’re not very good at this are we…”
“No, not at all.” he chortled, shaking his head. You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. “And just so you know… I meant it when I said that you’ve been my ‘it girl’ since day one.”
You blushed with a small smile. “I usually hate it when people call me that. But with you, it feels good.”
“Well, I’ll have to call you by that name as much as possible. Then you can be mine exclusively, and no one else’s.” he replied.
You laughed once again, feeling like a giddy school girl. “I always have been, remember?”
He laughed at your sudden cockiness, knowing that you definitely learned it from him. “I’ll see you on Valentine’s Day?”
You nodded, feeling your lips curl up into a grin. “I’ll see you then.”
“Goodnight, my ‘it girl.’”
“Goodnight Sehun.” you giggled, hanging up the phone. You then threw it across the room and flopped back onto your bed, rolling around and kicking your feet in ecstasy.
“Y/N! What happened?” Marie suddenly burst through your door, followed by the other girls. You assumed Nabi held them off as long as she could, but eventually lost strength. There were three of them after all.
You sat up, brushing your hair out of your face. “Guess who’s going out with Sehun on Valentine’s Day!”
The four girls all screamed and jumped on your bed, showering you with praise and congratulations. You laughed as you captured them all in a group hug. It was then that you realized you didn’t need to be the ‘it girl’ to be happy, you just needed moments like these. And with Sehun, they seemed to just keep coming.
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Genre: Regency Gothic AU
Pairing: EXO x Reader
Summary: A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They won't let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.
Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4
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Lightning lit up the thin curtains covering the two small windows on either side of the carriage. Thunder rumbled and you felt it deep within your chest. Tugging your silk cloak closer, you closed your eyes and prayed that the driver would get you through the storm. There was no one to comfort you, to reassure you that a little rain and noisy sky wouldn't delay your journey.
Your father had insisted you take your sister or even a friend, but the two day’s journey didn’t seem consequential enough to need a companion. Besides, what would they have done once you arrived? Your elderly aunt had only asked for you. From what you could decipher from her letter, she needed you to be a companion as she traveled to the southernmost coastal town. Apparently, it was now the ultimate fashion to travel to for the summer. Just the idea of rolling waves made your stomach churn. But what was worse was who else would be there–
The carriage jolted to the right. You spread out your arms, only barely catching yourself from falling to the floor. No sane person would have endured such dangerous weather. This storm had come from nowhere. Skies blue and cloudless as you had ever seen bid you farewell in the late morning. Most of the day's journey had been uneventful. Then the joyful light faded. Thunder shook the walls of the carriage. Rain pounded on the roof. When would you reach the inn? Bile rose up in your throat, burning the sensitive tissue as the carriage continued to rock violently. The horses neighed over the sounds of the storm.
The carriage shifted hard to the left. And kept falling. You slammed into the door, nearly opening it with the force. You didn't know what was happening. The floor was now the wall and the wall the floor. A downward momentum made it impossible to stand. Screams ripped at your throat.
Then it stopped.
The rain continued to pour and the thunder roared on but the carriage was still. Your legs wobbled as you slowly stood. With your palms, you pushed open the door. The thin wooden panel clapped against the outside of the carriage. Immediately you were pounded by the storm. Large drops pelted your face, obscuring your vision. It was dark. You could tell that much. And there were trees. In every direction.
You climbed out of the carriage, calling for the driver. Your feet slipped in the mud, but you managed to keep your balance–for now. The mud was thick and sticky as you trudged to the front of the carriage.
No. No, no, no. Both of the horses were gone. And so was the driver. Somehow, the carriage had fallen down a hill or ravine. With a storm this terrible, you needed to get to higher ground or risk possibly being carried away–or drowning. Clawing and digging your hands and feet into the soaked dirt, you climbed the hard incline back to the road.
Once you could make out the road, you called for the driver again. No answer. He was nowhere to be found. You needed to find shelter. The storm gave no promise of letting up. You wouldn't survive the night in this forest, even if you went back into the carriage. The only choice was to find sanctuary. You stared in the direction you believed you came from. Nothing but trees and darkness. You turned to the other choice. All the same–wait.
There was something... when lightning brightened up the sky. Your heart began banging in your ears. Spires, towers. Not trees. It was some distance away, but it was shelter nonetheless.
With near tears in your eyes, you picked up your skirts–your fingers numb from the cold–and hurried towards the castle that could be your saving grace.
*****
The manor was calm tonight. Odd, considering the amount of bodies roaming around these haunted halls. Only the beautiful storm outside and Chanyeol's sorrowful melody from the piano broke the silence. Jongin had draped himself over one of the arm chairs as he inspected the wine mixture within his goblet. The taste was… adequate. The cellar would need replenishing soon.
In the corner, a rather lax game of cards covered the small, round table. Minseok smirked at his winning hand. The faded wooden chips with bits of white painted around the edges were piling up in front of Yixing, who leaned back carelessly, sure of his next win. Little did either of them know that the youngest among them had a little... trick his sleeve. As the quickest, Sehun had perfected sleight of hand long ago. None had caught him yet.
A fire roared, coaling the usually gray and brown room in flickering orange. With how close he stood near the fireplace, Kyungsoo's silhouette was visible through his loose shirt. He leaned his palms on the mantel and let the warmth of the flames engulf him. Warmth was all they could feel after all these years. It could be an addiction so strong it was tempting to throw himself into the fire.
Junmyeon joined him at the fireplace, leaning his shoulders against the brick. The bite of the edge hardly registered in his mind. Pain of that measure... it was only a ghost that had nearly crossed over.
“Such strong thoughts for a night like this.”
Kyungsoo didn’t look from the fire, but raised a questioning eyebrow in response.
Junmyeon shrugged a single shoulder. “I can’t read minds, but it's obvious you're turning something over more times than a praying rock.”
“It's the same thoughts,” Kyungsoo murmured in his strange, monotone voice. “Always the same thoughts.”
“One day you will have to let it go,” Junmyeon sighed. “This is our existence now. And forever will be.”
“Acceptance of the present doesn’t erase the past.”
“But it does make the present more enjoyable.” The red liquid sloshed against the rim of the goblet as Jongin draped an arm over Kyungsoo’s shoulders. He wore a mischievous smile. A clear indicator of his true intention.
Junmyeon shook his head. “We’re not going out tonight. There’s nothing out and about in this storm.” Hunting in these conditions would wield no trophies. Tomorrow would be a better night.
“Jun’s no fun tonight,” Jongdae teased as he and Baekhyun emerged from the hallway.
“If you want to go out in this mess,” Junmyeon waved towards the front door. “Be my guest. Just don’t you dare get mud on the rug–”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Help! Please! Help!”
Nine pairs of eyes snapped to the echoing sound. None moved.
Bang! Bang!
BANG!
One of the double doors burst open and a figure fell to the floor, landing on its knees and palms. It looked up. A flash of lightning illuminated the face.
The face of a beautiful young girl.
*****
Your knees vibrated when they hit the wooden floor. Water fell from your loose hair that clung to your cheeks. The chances of the door opening when you pushed on the handle had been low–yet the barrier that kept you victim to the storm fell open and you crashed downward with it.
Greeting you in this strange hall were several men, their jaws hanging open in a mirror of your own surprise. More men appeared from a side parlor, curious as to who dared intrude on their evening. One, two, three–you counted nine total. Nine men. This was not ideal–a bit terrifying, really–but you didn't have a choice. The storm raged outside.
"P-please," you stammered past chattering teeth "The st-storm overturn-overturned the carriage.”
The men stayed silent as they exchanged unreadable glances. One raised a questionable brow.
"Jongdae, go run a bath," ordered the man closest to you. One of the shorter residents nodded and disappeared into the darkness that led into the rest of the manor.
That's what this place was. A grand old manor, not a castle. Isolated. When you'd first run through the rusted iron gate, you'd feared it abandoned. A long dormant instinct whispered that you might have been better off if it had been.
The first man approached, each motion slow, deliberate, and hauntingly graceful. He crouched down in front of you and captured your frightened stare. The fear in you began to melt away. He was… beautiful. Obsidian fell over his forehead in gentle waves. His tunic was of a fashion your grandfather would have worn. There was something strange about this man–all of these men. Something... different.
"Let's get you warmed up." He held his hand out and you were up on your feet before you even realized your fingers were resting on his. "Don't worry," he murmured. "You're safe here. My name is Junmyeon."
You nodded, somehow believing him, but unsure if you should. Through your violent chattering, you managed to stammer out your name in response.
Bang!
You jumped at the sudden noise. One of the other men had somehow appeared behind you to shut the door you'd fallen through.
"Thank you, Yixing," the man beside you said. The one named Yixing nodded and then shifted his eyes to you. “Come.” A hand pressed into the space between your shoulder blades and guided you down the hall, leaving a trail of mud in your wake.
The man led you down several halls until you reached an unoccupied bedroom. Red blankets draped the oversized bed. Matching curtains hung limply from the canopy. All of the wood was a dark sort, rich in color but not quite welcoming like other, brighter woods.
Jongdae emerged from another door on the other side of the bedroom. Steam rolled out after him as if it were following him for its next set of orders. “Anything else?” he asked drily.
“No, thank you.”
Jongdae strolled the from the room without a glance either of you and closed the door behind him. Your breath hitched in your throat. The two of you were… alone. It wasn’t appropriate. It was…
You looked to the man still with you, fear causing your heart to pound painful against your chest. You tugged your cloak closer to you, but it was soaked from the rain. Shivers violently raced down your arms and spine. The man didn’t seem to notice as he walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out a long white cloth.
“These should suffice for tonight.” He held up the cloth for you to see. A nightgown. An old one by the cut of it, though thankfully it hadn’t been devoured by moths or mice. “If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask.”
You nodded. “Thank you.”
He visibly suppressed a laugh at your small voice and waved you into the adjoining bathroom. Taking the nightgown, you tried your best to avoid his gaze. You scurried inside and shut the door.
*****
Junmyeon smirked at your mousy state. It was understandable why you were so frightened. The women of this period were warned of being alone with a man. And now you were alone with nine.
Nine very dangerous men.
The proper action for him to take was to leave your room now that you were safe inside the bathroom, but his feet didn’t move. Somehow, the storm had stranded you in their forest. What had happened to the driver, he wondered. Surely a gentlewoman such as yourself was not controlling the carriage. And yet, you were all alone. Circumstances were… ideal.
A small hiss echoed in the bathroom. It stretched out, along with the sound of sloshing water. Junmyeon frowned.
Hm.
He stood there for a few minutes more, listening to you sigh as your skin grew used to the scalding water. The sound of soap scraping against skin reached his ears, followed by more sloshing water. Soon, you would be getting out of the tub. Time to leave.
He emerged from the bedroom, careful to close the door as quietly as possible. Everyone had gathered out in the hallway since they were too curious about their visitor to go about their night. Junmyeon found Jongdae blending in with the cluster. He glared at him as he hissed, "The water was too hot."
Jongdae merely shrugged. Why would he care about water possibly being too hot? It would never hurt him.
On the opposite end of the group, Yixing cleared his throat. "What are we going to do with her?"
Junmyeon glanced at the door behind him. There was only one best option, for all their sakes. "Tomorrow morning, we will send her on her way."
The eruption was instant.
“Enough!”
In an instant, the hissing ceased.
Baekhyun huffed and folded his arms against his chest, collapsing against the wall. Jongin scoffed. "Such a waste."
“A waste that will keep this household from tearing itself apart,” Junmyeoun countered. It was an outcome none of them wanted. No one wanted to cause a fight, but resisting was difficult. The temptation was great. The quicker you left, the better off they would all be.
"Do you really think it’ll end so well?" Minseok’s mocking comment hung in the air. Silent agreements rippled through the air.
Junmyeon looked to Kyungsoo, whose answer was to look away. "No one touches her," he ordered. They all would try, he knew. But their strength would only get them so far. He stared down a few of them especially, so they knew he meant it.
Sehun pushed off the wall with a roll of his eyes. "Just get her out of here so I can get some peace."
Junmyeon started to call after him but was interrupted by a soft thud from the room behind him. Confused, he opened the door to find you lying on the floor.
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Exo reacting to the boys telling him he’s whipped for you
Minseok:
He was at home and had Jongdae and Baekhyun over he was doing the laundry when Baekhyun noticed some of your clothes so he took the opportunity to tease his hyung
“Hey that y/n clothes did she make you do her laundry now,” baekhyun said teasing
“Umm yes I’m doing my laundry and I saw she left some of her dirty clothes here from the last time she stayed over so I’m cleaning it” Minseok replied unbothered
“What else does she get you doing for her? Do you buy her pads too?” Baek asked again laughing now jongdae laughing as well
“Yes I have gone to get her some of her pads why is that funny Jongdae I know you have done the same or worse,” Minseok said rolling his eyes and smiling
“Eww I will never do that it will be so embarrassing,” Baek said making gagging noises
“I will be the one laughing when it’s you that does that,” Minseok said as he walked up to the laundry room.
Miseok didn’t mind doing your laundry because he knew you did him as well, he was just being the sweet boyfriend he is and didn’t care if his members made fun of him.
Junmyeon:
He was in London with the boys for a concert and they had a few days off so they went to explore when they got to a jewelry store junmyeon saw some earrings that thought would look good on you so he went and purchased them.
“You buying her more stuff? First, it was the keychain then the red dress now earrings. She got you whipped” Baekhyun said as he stood next to his leader
“I just the she will look good with them they go perfectly with her dress,” Junmyeon said smiling
“Yeah are you her sugar daddy too you have spent so much money on her,” Baekhyun said smiling
“She deserves everything and I want to give her a little gift anyway,” Junmyeon said as he gave the guy his credit card
“I wash it was her to have you spending money on me… she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Baekhyun said walking away
Who can blame the guy who loves to spoil you he might be whipped and he’s okay with it.
Yixing:
Lay loved sharing his stuff with everyone he didn’t mind letting the guy or you grab his clothes it was something normal for him but when Sehun came to complain about his favorite jacket being missing and then later found it on your body it got Lay laughing.
“Hyung why is y/n wearing my favorite jacket? I was supposed to use it tonight I’m going out with some friends and that jacket goes perfectly with my outfit tell her to give it back” Sehun said in a whiny tone
“Sorry but she got it first you can use any other jacket you like though,” Lay said smiling
“Oh come on if it was any of the other guys you would have asked them to take it off why does she get a free pass that’s so unfair,” Sehun said annoyed
“That’s because she’s the girlfriend he can’t say no to her and what she wants she gets that’s how whipped he is for her,” Jongdae said as he was walking past the two of them
“Yeah but that’s our jacket not hers so tell her to give it back” Sehun demanded like the spoiled brat he is
“Yeah that’s not happening he doesn’t have the heart to tell her to take it off plus she has more right to his clothes than you do,” Junmyeon said when he arias to Lay’s room
“That’s not fair hyung why did you have to be so whipped for a girl they are so annoying when I get a girlfriend I won’t let her use my stuff,” Sehun said walking over to Lay’s clothes and picking another jacket
“You will be like Lay or worst Mark my words Sehun,” Jongdae said walking away
Baekhyun:
The guys were at the mall buying new clothes and Chanyeol noticed that Baekhyun had a lot of matching clothes and he automatically knew who the other clothes were for.
“Hey Baekhyun are you buying matching clothes for your little girlfriend” the tall man teased
“Yeah way,” Baekhyun asked unbothered
“Aww that’s cute I remember you said that you will never be the type of couple,” Yeol said giggling
“Yeah well she asked if I could get this so I said why not” Bakhyeun said shy
“What else does she got you to do you have matching pajamas? Or matching phone case” Yeol said as he got Kai to make fun of Baekhyun too
“I’m sure he has matching phone cases or at last a shirt that says my queen,” Jongin said laughing
“Whatever if she’s happy then that’s all that matters,” Baekhyun said with a proud grin
Baekhyun knew he was whipped but he didn’t care if you said jump he would because your happiness is all that matters to him.
Jongdae:
Jongdae was at the dance practice texting you, you have been feeling sick for the past few days so he was worried about you. when you didn’t answer his texts he was so worried he called you and the boys heard him and when he got back they didn’t waste time and started to tease him.
“Is my baby okay do you want me to bring you medicine do you want chicken soup oppa can make it for you” Sehun said trying to mimic Jongdae’s voice
“It’s okay baby I’ll cuddle you lost when I get home make sure to drink water I love you darling” Junmyeon followed
“What’s with you guys,” Jongdae asked laughing
“Oh, you know just making fun of you, since when did you become whipped?” Kyungsoo asked
“Can’t I take care of my girlfriend?” He asked
“Yeah but you take it the extra mile you treat her like a baby she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Minseok said as he laughed
“That’s not true plus if you guys had a girlfriend you wouldn’t be talking,” Jongdae said smiling
Jongdae is whipped but he was only whipped for you he would do anything to make you smile he will give up everything if you ask him to that’s how much he loves you
Chanyeol:
Everyone knows he’s whipped he writes music about you but that’s what the boys know what they don’t is that his car and house are full of your stuff. You don’t live together but someone who didn’t know you guys would think that you do. Chanyeol makes sure he haves your toothbrush, hair products, and skincare products at his place in his car he haves hair ties and your fave lipgloss, and when the guys found out they were laughing their asses off.
“WOW Chanyeol you are something else you have everything you need for your girl that’s cute,” Sehun said as he got out of the car
“Wait till you see his bathroom he has her favorite hand soap, her skincare, and other stupid girl stuff,” Baekhyun said slapping Sehun back
“Ewww she has you so whipped,” Jongin said clapping his hands
“He’s so whipped he does everything she asks him to. If she wants him to carry her purse he will it’s cute but gross” Baekhyun said as he made kissing sounds
“Yeah yeah laugh all you want I’m just being a good boyfriend and a gentleman,” Chanyeol said blushing
“You wired dude that’s what you bring but go off,” Shun said smiling
After the guys were gone he called you to complain but you also agreed with them but you liked the fact he was whipped so now he doesn’t mind it too much.
Kyungsoo:
He was in the kitchen making your favorite food when Jongin walked in and whined about what he was cooking.
“Hyung were eating that? I was hoping to eat something like chicken,” Jongin said annoyed
“I'm cooking this for y/n not for you and if you want Chicken make it yourself,” Kyungsoo said
“ Lately you have only been cooking what y/n likes but not what I like or what the boys like” Jongin complain
“Well she’s asked if I could make her some of her favorite foods and I said yes so shut it,” Kyungsoo said annoyed
“You never do what I ask you to she does have you whipped chanyeol was right,” Jongin said disappoint
“What was he right about” Kyungsoo asked as he turned around
“That every since you started dating her she has you eating from the palm of her hand,” Jongin said
“I’ll kick his ass then I’ll kick yours now leave my kitchen before I smack you,” Kyungsoo said in a fake angry tone
Yes, he was whipped but didn't care he loves you and the boys have to deal with it.
Jongin:
He hates shearing his clothes specialty his fancy expensive ones he doesn't let anyone touch them and the boys knew it but when they saw you in Jongin’s Gucci hoodie they were quick to complain
“Hey that’s not fair why does she get to wear your clothes but not us?” Sehun asked in disbelief
“Yeah what’s so good about her that she gets the privilege to use your clothes” Baekhyun followed
“She’s my girlfriend there for she gets the privilege to wear whatever she pleases,” Jongin said happily
“Every since you started dating her you become so whipped it’s like you're a whole new person,” Chanyeol said eyeing him
“Yeah she got you so whipped it’s disgusting we want the old jongin back,” Kyungsoo said laughing
“You guys are just jealous she gets to wear what you can’t so stray jealous,” Jongin said sticking his tongue out to them and walking away
He is whipped and he loves it, it makes him feel like a good boyfriend like he’s doing everything right.
Sehun:
Junmyeon was hanging out with Sehun and he noticed how you were scolding him for making a mess and not cleaning up after himself he apologized and kissed you and even made Aegyo for you he thought it was funny and cute he didn’t know Sehun had this soft side. he knew by the way he looked at you that he was so in love that he was whipped for you so what did Junmyeon do? He teased him.
“Aww Jagiya sorry I’ll clean up don’t be angry,” Junmyeon said trying to mock him
“Stop it’s not funny,” Sehun said whining
“Oh you so whipped you didn’t even try to fight back like you usually do she told you to do the dishes and you almost said Yes ma’am it's so cute how whipped you are for that girl,” Junmyeon said laughing
“I’m not whipped and I’m only doing it because she asked me nicely,” Sehun said as he rolled his eyes
“Keep denying it you and I both know how in love you are and that you will do anything she asks you to,” Junmyeon said laughing hard
Yes, Sehun was whipped but he will deny it if anyone asks him.
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Okayyy hear me out!! Sooo recently I’ve been arguing with my friends about what could be exo’s favorite positions and we can’t seem to be able to point it out lol.
i've been talking to my friend abt this too!! so hear me out
minseok- against the wall or smth with him on top, i think he would like to be close to his partner
junmyeon- he gives soft dom vibes soo, probably missionary where he is on top or his partner riding him, he would still be on control though. and i think he praises his partner a lottt
baekhyun- i feel like he would let you ride him at any moment?? he is like super chill sometimes. but i also think he is down to try everything, probably wants to be in control
chanyeol- he would have you BEND!!! OVER!!! any surface you can bend over. i feel like he is an ass guy. or against the wall?? or probably having your legs in his shoulder or smth like that
kyungsoo-he looks so relaxed and like he would like having a connection with the person?? missionary or when you are riding him are the best i think
jongin- ok, you riding him. he just gives me that vibe and no one can change my mind. but i also think he would fuck you on a kitchen counter or a table or the shower
sehun- uhh so the first thing i think about is giving him head and keeping eye contact, then probably you being on top a little bit but he wold take over in no time. i can also see him spooning
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❃How EXO acts around their crush❃
a/n: This is 10000% just for my own pleasure. I may have had this in my drafts for weeks... I am totally okay with all the Kyungsoo solo content and EXO ladder dropping. Totally. Super functional, delusional who?
ALSO to any EXO-L that are sharing Chen's LEAKED wedding photos. Please be respectful and either delete them or, at the very least, blur out his wife's face. Chen has gone to great lengths to safeguard her privacy, as she is not famous nor wants to be in the spotlight. Not to mention that there could be crazy sasaengs out there with ill intent. Sharing her info is basically doxing, and it is insane to me how many people shared these posts without much thought. Anyway, I needed to share my frustrations.
Xiumin/Minseok:
✾ He is a lot shyer than the other members; where most of EXO probably feels comfortable enough to act on their crushes, he is a bit more reserved. He wants to test the waters first, ascertaining whether the feeling is mutual. Whenever you are around and are talking to other people, he sits back silently, observing your reactions.
✾ Xiumin is smiling so widely around you that the other members worry that his muscles might start cramping up soon. The moment he sees you, his bubbly personality starts to really shine through, and sometimes you can't help but wonder whether this man truly is 33.
✾ That being said, from the moment that anyone offers Xiumin a couple of drinks, his confidence spikes, and he will start flirting with you. His flirting is still extremely sweet and cute; Xiumin can be incredibly charming when he wants to be.
Suho/Junmyeon
✾ He is such a gentleman around you, trying to make you feel at ease with his kind gestures. Whether it is him pulling back a chair or opening a door for you, he will do anything to make you feel like a princess.
✾ Being one of EXO's proud black card owners, he will casually buy you whatever you need. He keeps repeating that he wants to treat his friends when you try to interject. You can't completely refute it; he does spend a lot of money on the members. Yet, you can't help but feel like his gifts are slightly too expensive and excessive for 'just friends'.
✾ So. Many. Soft. Glances. Suho looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars; you catch him staring at you almost every time you look over. Conversations with him can, therefore, be a tad awkward. He doesn't always register what you are saying; he is so absorbed in watching you that he forgets to listen.
✾ The other members relentlessly tease him for it. If you don't catch on based on Suho's actions, you will definitely catch on due to his members' relentless teasing. Whenever he does anything remotely romantic around you, their faces light up like Christmas came early. The members are not subtle about it whatsoever, thoroughly enjoying putting their leader in a slightly uncomfortable position.
Baekhyun:
✾ The members didn't think it was possible, but Baekhyun somehow became louder. It is as if he wants to draw your attention simply by screaming, as he no longer has any volume control when you are around. Everyone can hear your conversation from across the room, and his laughter becomes borderline obnoxious as it overpowers any other sound.
✾ He is such a tease and a suggestive one at that. Considering he has no problem revealing intimate, not suitable to be aired on national TV, details about the members' bodies, he won't have any trouble suggestively flirting with you. Where Xiumin's pick-up lines are cute, Baekhyun's are far from it. Give this man some holy water, Jesus.
✾ He is so intense with his flirting that it sometimes crosses the line of sexy to parody, coming off as a joke. Baekyhyun has a very flirty personality and isn't above flirting with his friends. Even though he isn't subtle about his crush, he can accidentally fall into the "he flirts with everyone" category, making you question whether he genuinely likes you or is just being friendly.
✾ He really enjoys the chase when it comes to relationships. Thus, it will take him quite some time before he asks you out, simply because he likes the push-and-pull game.
Chanyeol
✾ There is nothing subtle about Mr. Park Chanyeol. The moment he sees someone he wants to date, he is going for it full steam ahead. Puppy Chanyeol is momentarily retired as he makes his way over to you; Chanyeol knows that he is handsome and sexy, and he is ready to show it to you. I hope you weren't interested in anyone else because the moment you return any of his interest, he will be flirting with you like there is no tomorrow.
✾ Internally, he is so excited to be talking to you, and sometimes, you will see glimpses of his cute puppy-like persona, especially once he feels like you are just as interested. Still, the words coming out of this man's mouth, Jesus part two. Please go and ask Baekyhun to pass the holy water.
✾ That being said, he will get embarrassed when the other members are around or slightly bashful when you return his flirting at full force. I don't think Chanyeol is used to anyone sharing his level of intensity, so once you do, he gets a bit flustered. He absolutely loves it, though. Your compliments got him grinning from ear to ear.
D.O./Kyungsoo
✾ Don't get me wrong, I adore this man to a delusional extent, but he is absolutely hopeless when it comes to communicating with his crush. He won't go anywhere near you if he can't help it; he prefers looking at you from afar. He is someone who favours being approached first over approaching you himself. It isn't that he doesn't want to talk to you; he simply isn't the type of person to initiate contact with his crush and tends to stay back when he can tell that someone else is interested, too.
✾ Even if he finds himself near you, don't expect him to have a full-blown conversation with you. He already tends to be a man of little words, but when it comes to you, he is a man of not a single word. Being around you is enough to make him happy; he doesn't really need to have a deep conversation.
✾ Nevertheless, his actions make more than up for it. He is such a gentleman, being the definition of preferential treatment. You don't have a chair to sit on? He will quietly offer you his. Your sweater got caught on something? He will silently help you get it out. Although he may not say much to you, he communicates his feelings through his actions.
Kai/Jongin
✾ If you think Xiumin or Kyungsoo are shy, you have not yet met Kai with a crush. He turns into absolute mush the moment he sees you, giggling and blushing whenever you do as much as breathing. You can't even see him because he has resorted to hiding behind the other members, preferably Sehun or Chanyeol, as they are tall enough to obscure him completely.
✾ If he somehow musters up the courage to talk to you, good luck having it go anywhere because he can barely make it through a sentence without giggling. It is obvious to everyone around him that he is smitten with you; his laughs are awkwardly loud, and his eyes are literally shooting hearts.
✾ The moment he manages to ask you to dance, his shy demeanour completely changes. His movement… His expressions… The way he is smirking at you… Maybe you should go and ask Chanyeol whether there is anything left of the holy water he borrowed from Baekyhun.
Sehun
✾ He has one of two ways of acting around his crush: either he acts super bratty or becomes painfully shy. It depends on whether he has met and talked to you before. But, if you are complete strangers, he would be so quiet, hiding in the furthest corner he can find.
✾ He will pester the members to go over and collect as much information as they can about you. They will do it because he will whine the entire night about it if they don't and, repeat with me, what Sehun wants, Sehun gets. The members try to convince Sehun to go talk to you himself, but Sehun stubbornly refuses. Bro will be playing the Maknae card harder than he ever has in his entire life.
✾ In the end, he will drag Suho with him, trying to 'casually' strike up a conversation with you. The small talk is painful, and in all honesty, Suho, with his dad jokes, isn't helping in the slightest. At the very least, it provides the two of you with a new conversational topic: the teasing of Suho.
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you got me so crazy. (oh sehun x f!reader)
pairing: oh sehun x female reader
word count: 3,4k
genre: smut, maybe angst? idk
warnings: language, mature themes, description of sex, p in v, oral (m receiving), sehun is kinda insecure but also an assh*le (but so is reader)
a/n: i don't know what i'm doing, but i hope y'all like it.
sehun walked into the bedroom, on his face, the same annoyed expression he had on last night while fighting with you. his body language didn't help either, as his fists were closed on each side of his body and his steps were heavy. although still mad, he took a deep breath when he saw you awake, scrolling through your phone.
his shoulders relaxed a little bit and, for a brief moment, he closed his eyes before speaking. he didn't want his voice to come out raspy or rude.
"i'm gonna make some breakfast before heading to work. you want some?", sehun asked in the most normal, soft tone he could. he was still mad for your behavior, for making him sleep on the couch, but he didn't wanna fight anymore.
so when you didn't answer him, when you didn't even look at his direction, he scoffed. of course you would be the childish one and not talk to him.
"you're gonna give me the silent treatment now?", he asked, still not getting a single motion from you. "okay. fine. fight on your own then, i'm not gonna take part in this stupidity."
sehun turned to walk away, but stopped on his heels when he heard your voice
"oh, so now i'm stupid?"
"oh, so now you're talking to me?", he mocked your tone.
you sit down on the bed, staring at your horribly stubborn, sarcastic boyfriend.
"i shouldn't be. you deserve all the silent treatment in the world right now, sehun."
"yeah, but i'm not the one who made you sleep on the couch on a fucking winter night."
just like he did before, you scoffed. he was unbelievable.
"i can't believe you're hurting over that after what happened last night! oh my god, sehun!"
"y/n, it was just a dinner!"
"no, it was our dinner!"
"and i told you i wouldn't be able to go, so if you still wanted to keep the reservation that's on you", sehun shrugged like he didn't care. he did, though.
"that's not the point", you replied, getting on your feet ready to change for work and run away from that confrontation again.
"then what's the point?"
you didn't answer, you just went around the bedroom picking the outfit you would wear to work. you could loudly hear sehun sighing behind you, his shirt shuffling as he crossed his arms on his chest.
"what's the point, y/n?", he asked again. you started that, but you wouldn't be the one to have the last word on it. "you're not gonna run away from this. what is the point?"
"i'm not running away from anything here."
"then tell me what's the fucking point", sehun elevated his tone just a bit.
"you left me there!", you shouted, patience short now. "all you can think about is your fucking work, so you left me there! because you don't truly care about having a girlfriend or even having a life outside your so perfect career. nothing else matters to you."
a moment of silence went by. you stared sehun dead in the eyes, searching for any sign that he finally understood why you were so upset and feeling so left out.
but when he spoke again, your blood just boiled more.
"oh, please! you're gonna pull that one on me now?", he asked, rolling his eyes.
you needed a moment not to go for his neck. you closed your eyes, sighed in annoyance, and then looked at him again.
"i'm not pulling shit on you", you said, voice louder than just a whisper.
shaking your head, you walked past sehun and towards the bathroom, heart beating so loud in anger that you were sure he could hear it too.
"at least i wasn't alone", you mumbled.
and in a single movement, you felt sehun grabbing your wrist and pulling you back. he didn't use any strength, he just did it enough to make you stop and look at him again.
"what did you say?"
you sighed, rolling your eyes. oh, so now he cares?
"i said that at least i wasn't alone."
pulling your arm from him, you were back at walking to the bathroom; or at least you thought so. sehun was quicker to take just a few steps before blocking your way, his tall figure between you and the bathroom door.
"you took one of your friends?", he asked, eyes narrowed at you. sehun was always kinda jealous, and you knew that way too well.
his jealousy was never a big problem in your relationship - he knew how to control it and, overall, he trusted you with his life. it was just something about losing you, or even seeing you pay attention to any other person that wasn't himself... he didn't like that. he never did.
"ah, so now you care?", you spoke your earlier thought right in his face now.
"you're so hurt over that dinner, if you took one of your girls then maybe it wasn't that important after all, right?", sehun said in the most provoking way his sarcasm could allow him.
"not one of my girls", so you simply replied, and you knew you got him right there, right now.
you pushed sehun and walked past him, into the bathroom. he watched your movements as you started your morning routine, trying his best not to show you that yeah, you did got him.
"who?", he asked.
"seriously, sehun, i don't wanna do this anymore. i'm tired of fighting."
a brief, lightspeed moment went by. you looked at sehun through the mirror and caught his eyes still narrowed, lips forming a thin line.
"who?", he repeated.
so you sighed, defeated.
"there was this guy at the bar who saw me standing there, alone, pathetically fighting with you on the phone for almost 2 hours. so he came over", you told him. "he was pretty nice."
you didn't actually want to hurt sehun, you would never do that on purpose - you just wanted him to care, to acknowledge how important the dinner was for you, how you really wanted to spend some time with him alone. so when you told him about the guy in the bar, and his jealous posture took place, you knew that that fight was over.
sehun stared at you, not moving at all. he stayed there for what felt like forever, watching your actions, the way you took off your clothes before stepping into the shower.
the moment he heard the water falling on you, he turned around and walked away.
(...)
for the whole day, you didn't hear from sehun - and neither did he from you. the most complicated thing about your relationship sometimes was that you two were way too proud. arguments could go on for about just an hour, but the weird vibe, the not talking to each other much afterward, could go on for days.
you watched though, the whole day, as he would type something to you on your message app. you saw the indicator "typing..." on the screen for several seconds, sometimes minutes, just to get frustrated everytime sehun gave up and didn't send you anything.
so, for the way he was behaving and from your own feelings inside you, you were surprised to see him waiting for you in his car, outside the building you worked on. he scrolled through his phone casually, windows rolled down and the passenger seat waiting for you.
just as if he felt someone watching him, sehun looked up and found your gaze. he awkwardly waved, putting his phone away and opening the door to the passenger seat to you, in a silent invitation for you to come in. of course you did.
the ride home was silent. sehun sometimes tried to do small talk, but he wasn't the best at it and you knew that; he secretly hoped you would engage in one of the subjects and lead the way into a pleasant, nonchalant talk. you didn't though, still wondering why, all of a sudden, he was acting nice.
"why are you doing this?", you quietly asked when another one of his attempts to talk to you didn't work.
"doing what?"
"playing the nice guy. we were almost at each other's throat this morning."
sehun sighed, stopping at a red light. he didn't look at you when he spoke.
"i just wanted to make it up for being a dick, that's all. i thought that... maybe... we could go home to change and get ready, and then go out to finally have your dinner."
"all of a sudden?"
"it wasn't all of a sudden, y/n."
"yeah, yeah it was!", you cut him off. analyzing sehun's expression as he got back to drive, you didn't find any sign of annoyance nor anger - he just seemed a bit tired, a bit worn off from all the arguing; a bit of regret, maybe. and suddenly, you understood all too well. "is this about the guy in the bar?"
the way sehun grabbed the steering wheel harder didn't go unnoticed. he shook his head though, staring ahead of him.
"nope."
the only thing sehun forgot was that you were his girlfriend for almost 2 years now. you knew him, you knew when something was bothering him.
and, again, you knew how jealous he could get.
"don't lie to me, sehun", you softly told him.
"i'm not lying."
"so you're not jealous just because a random guy took a move on me?"
sehun gulped, body tensed up. boy, he was wrapped around your finger now.
"i'm not jealous!", he said, in the best casual tone he managed to pull off. he scrunched his nose, hesitating for a moment if he should speak or not. "he... he flirted with you, then?"
you shrugged, looking outside the window for a moment.
"he did a bit", you replied.
"i thought... i thought he heard you talking to me on the phone."
"i told him i had a boyfriend, but that didn't seem to stop him. especially when..."
you trailed off your thoughts, eyes quickly going back to sehun. you didn’t know if you should say it, if you should finish the sentence. once again, you would never hurt sehun on purpose; but was that hurting? wasn't that just exactly like he always provoked you too?
sehun confusedly looked at you, waiting for you to conclude your thinking.
"especially when...?", he instigated you.
"especially...", you began, biting your lip for a brief moment. well, fuck it. "especially when my boyfriend left me there, all alone."
sehun held his breath at the same time he clenched his jaw. if the fight was over before, when you first mentioned the guy from the bar, then now you were crowned the winner. jealous sehun fully appeared and the little, tiny feeling of guilt he felt (but would never admit it) for canceling the dinner with you were gone - and now the anger for knowing that someone did get your attention and flirted with you when he wasn't around took place.
"he was nice though", you continued, adding more fuel. "we chatted a lot before i decided to come home."
"about what?", sehun asked between teeth, voice not much louder than a groan.
"about life, i guess", you shrugged again, now seeing the house you shared with him getting closer. "just got to know him better."
silence took place then. long seconds went by before sehun finally parked the car inside your garage without saying a word. the flame burning inside his chest, the way he felt his veins hurting and pulsing, everything just pushed his focus into one thing: you.
so when you got out of the car - a very small piece of your brain wondering if you pushed your boyfriend's buttons too far - and the first thing you met was sehun already in front of you, lips crashing in yours and body pressing you against the car's door, you were surprised.
his lips desperately kissed you, tongues intertwining and an urgency emanating from his body that you didn't usually feel. sehun let go of his weight on you, chest raising up and down against your smaller figure as he controlled his breath so he didn't have to stop the kiss.
gosh, he loved your lips.
your hands flew to his neck, fingers tugging his pitch black hair and pulling him closer to you, holding him for dear life. sehun also touched you, wrapping his arms around your hips and not so gently guiding you along the outside of his car. he stopped at the end of it, one of his hands letting go of you and opening the door to the backseat.
"get in", he whispered, breaking the kiss.
"sehun-"
"i said get in."
he didn't have to say it a third time. you climbed inside the car, sitting on the backseat and watching as sehun did the same. he spread his legs open, grabbing one of your arms and pulling you to his lap, each leg of yours on the each side of his body; as he pulled your hips down, you felt his bulge for the first time that day.
sehun attacked your neck, lips still desperate. he kissed and licked and sucked every bit of skin, head dizzy by the sounds you were making, by the way you moaned and sighed.
only him could do that to you, and you knew he was trying to prove exactly that.
your hands ended up on his shoulders, pushing his jacket down his arms. sehun took it off without stopping making out with your neck, red and light purple starting to form on your skin.
"you're mine", he moaned against your jaw, hands traveling up your belly inside your shirt, cupping one of your breasts over your bra.
you moaned too, rocking your hips against his erection in response. the friction made both of you gasp, and sehun's fingers grabbed your boob harder. his other hand went to your back, unhooking your bra before he spoke again.
"take off, all of it."
you got down from his lap and it was ridiculous how you whined for the loss of contact. your hands worked fast on your clothes, body quickly undressed and fully naked as you saw sehun, now shirtless too, pulling his jeans and underwear down to his ankle, cock hard against his stomach.
in an impulse that took you off guard just as much as it took him, you leaned over and took his member in your mouth. sehun wasn't a particular vocal person during sex, but he did moan loudly when he felt your lips sliding down, taking all of him inside your mouth.
one of his hands held the back of your neck, guiding you through your movements and ready to help you in case you gagged. as much as he tried to avoid doing it, sehun couldn't help but push your head further, so lost in the amazing sensation of being blown plus the wet sounds your mouth made while working up and down his dick.
you moaned against it when you felt his hand sliding from your neck to your butt, which was up in the air. he grabbed, squeezed, massaged, all before firmly pressing his nails on it when you circled your tongue around the tip of his cock, making him throw his head back.
"s-stop", he managed to say, voice raspy. "gonna cum. i wanna do it inside you."
you moaned again, just the thought of it was enough to make you cum right there if you pictured the image long enough.
so you did what he said, you stopped your actions letting go of his dick with a pop. sehun softly grabbed your arm then, pulling you once again to his lap. you could tell he was impatient now, dying to cum, as the only thing he did was align both of you before pushing your hips down and entering you with a sharp thrust.
you sighed, adjusting to the delicious sensation of him inside you. sehun waited until you rocked your hips to start moving, just to be sure you were ready.
his hands were firm on your hips, head still resting on the headrest of the seat, eyes glued on you taking in how beautiful you looked. you moved up and down, each thrust echoing inside the car, each moan getting lost in your ears.
instinctively, you hugged sehun. he was quite surprised but definitely didn't refuse it, hugging you back and wrapping his arms around you now. your boobs were firmly pressed against his bare chest, the skin to skin embrace only adding more pleasure to the whole thing.
your face rested on the crook of sehun's neck, and all he could hear was your muffled moans and whines, feeling so good and so out of your mind that all you could focus on was how drunk you were by your boyfriend - his scent, his skin on yours, his thrusts, his sweat mixing with yours; and then, his deep voice on your ear.
"i got you", he said.
you moaned once again, one of your hands holding sehun's jaw now, thumb caressing his cheek.
"babe... please...", you whined, tears forming on the corner of your eyes and sliding down your face.
"cum for me", sehun whispered, and you gladly did, all over him and with a loud cry of his name.
he came right after, filling you up and groaning at how you clenched around him. it felt amazing.
for a few moments, you two just stayed like that, safe in each other's arms. you whispered sweet nothings in sehun's ears, mostly telling him how good he was and how much you loved him.
"i love you too", he replied. "i love you so much."
you softly smiled, getting up from his neck and facing him now. your fingers gently wiped sweat off his forehead, putting a few strands of hair in its place. sehun stared dearly at you in return, but, somehow, his eyes got heavy - not with sleep, but with something you couldn't tell what it was.
"why do you do this to me?", he asked, voice tired.
you furrowed your eyebrows, confused at his question. "do what?"
"push me to my limit", he began to explain. "that guy... i get so jealous when these things happen. i should have been there last night."
so you got what he meant.
"you should", you agreed. "but not for that reason."
"no, not him", sehun shook his head. "i fucked up. i could have managed my time better so we could go out, and for that i'm sorry. i didn't want you to feel like i care more about my job than about you."
you nodded, leaning into sehun's touch as he caressed circles in your back.
"it's okay. i'm sorry for making you sleep on the couch too."
sehun's chuckled, his eyes almost closing in a half moon shape.
"i kinda deserved that."
"it was cold, though."
"it was. you can make it up to me tonight", he said, kissing you on the cheek and pulling you close again, making you lay on his shoulder. sehun sighed, and you felt like he was hesitating to say something.
"say it", you encouraged him, and felt when he chuckled again. you knew him so well.
"i... i'm sorry for getting jealous too. i know you would never do anything, and we talked about this so many times before. but i just can't help it."
"i know", you replied, caressing sehun's collarbone.
"of course you do. you love how you get me wrapped around your finger when i get jealous, don't you?"
it was your turn to chuckle. he didn't lie, though.
"maybe..."
you shifted on his arms, supporting your chin on his chest and looking up at him as he looked down at you.
"but you don't have to be sorry, i knew what i was getting myself into when we started dating."
sehun smiled, pecking your lips.
"i can't stand the thought of losing you, it gets me crazy. i don't even know how to react", he confessed.
"as long as you keep reacting like this", you mentioned to your naked bodies, "we're all good. i'll keep pushing you to your limit."
you loudly laughed at sehun's little "please, don't!" before kissing him again, this time deeper, more passionate, letting last night's episode behind.
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Resistance is futile - O.SH
Summary:
Your best friend had introduced you to Sehun saying you two would get along perfectly. As soon as he opened his mouth, you wanted to kill him. This is the first and last time you’ll see him, right?
Wordcount: 6.8k
Warnings: sub! x dom! dynamics (if you’re not into that, this is not the fic for you), power play, degradation, possessive Sehun, slut and whore used a lot, also baby girl and little one, nipple play (nipple clamps), silk restraints, pussy slapping, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm denial, toys, protected vaginal penetration, oral f. receiving, tit slapping.
Requested: yes, here
P.S - Italic is for thoughts mainly from the characters’ perspective and quotes.
‘What an asshole…’ was your first thought after meeting Oh Sehun.
You couldn’t believe your best friend actually thought you would get along. He sounded like a cocky asshole with way too many women fawning over him which means he had a gigantic ego to come along with his abrasive personality.
“Excuse me?” you asked him. You couldn’t believe what he had just told you.
“You heard me the first time, baby girl. No need to pretend you didn’t” he said as he turned to your best friend that had just introduced you two to each other.
“I said no brats, Blake. She screams trouble. I don’t like trouble” he said to Blake, your best friend who was now regretting all of their life choices that brought them to this very moment, with you shooting daggers at them.
“Sehun, don’t be annoying. Y/N is amazing and she is very much what you usually look for trust me” she said looking back at you.
“Of all the things you have done to me, Blake, this takes the fucking cake. This guy’s an asshole. I don’t like assholes” you said, spitting his words back at him.
“Also call me ‘baby girl’ again and you’ll have your balls kicked back inside your body” you kept going.
“Y/N! Behave. You two need to sit down and talk. Come on. You both know me. You know I wouldn’t make this suggestion unless I was absolutely certain of what I was doing” Blake said as they looked between you and Sehun.
You have to give it to Blake. They have never steered you wrong in this department. You had… Let’s say… Particular tastes in the bedroom. You also didn’t want to be tied down, you were focused on your career so you wanted only sexual relationships with people. No feelings, no meeting the parents, none of that. Not now at least.
You were looking for someone different… You wanted to be dominated but only in the bedroom and doms well… They stay doms even outside of the bedroom which clashes with your bitchy personality. You are a submissive little thing only in the appropriate scenarios. Outside of that, you are a menace and take shit from no one which is why this initial conversation with Sehun has left you not wanting to explore anything else with him.
“Usually I trust your judgment but Sehun here already said ‘I’m too curvy for him’ so I would much rather not waste my time. Degradation is fine. I draw the line at assholeness” you said as you sipped your drink.
He laughed.
“Hmm… I think Blake is right. Let’s talk. What do you say? I’ll put the assholeness away, for now” he said as he looked you up and down and licked his lips.
Fuck, he may be an asshole but he is fucking gorgeous. He made you want to throw all your principles out the window at that moment . ‘Stay strong, Y/N. Get your shit together’.
You sighed.
“Fine. I’ll hear you out” you told him and then turned to Blake.
“As for you, you better be right about this one” you had told them.
Blake rolled their eyes and moved away from the two of you and into the party that was currently going on around you.
Sehun started leading you to a table in the back of the rooftop you were in. Understandable. You couldn’t let this conversation be heard. Not here at your office party with all your colleagues and bosses around.
“So, not a great introduction. My bad. Can you get past it?” he asked after you sat down.
“Don’t know yet. Want to hear more. Blake said there was a reason they thought we would be good together and that intrigues me so why don’t you start by telling me what you want and what you are looking for in this… relationship” you answered him and opened the floor for him to change your mind.
“Well, not sure what Blake has told you about me but I’m a very busy person. Don’t have time for the typical relationship nor am I interested in that for now. I want someone who is looking for the same thing. I am very dominant in the bedroom which means I am looking for someone to be submissive to me. Always. No switching ever. As for kinks… Degradation, overstimulation, orgasm denial and a few more. We can talk about it in more detail after. My hard limit is anything relating to bringing other people into the bedroom. No fucking chance. I don’t like sharing. That’s the basics. What about you?”
‘Interesting’ you thought. Blake did know how to pick them for you.
“Pretty much the same for me. I’m focused on my career, don’t have time and don’t want a traditional relationship. Over the years I’ve been looking for someone to have more of a permanent deal. I’m sick and tired of having to look for different partners. I am very submissive in the bedroom. I do have some bratty tendencies but not too much. As I’m sure you figured out, outside of the bedroom, it’s a different story. I will not be talked to in the same way outside of the bedroom as I am talked to in the bedroom. As for kinks, those are fine. We can discuss more later, if we’re both interested. My hard limit is anything anal. Not my jam” you finished and he smiled.
“Sounds good to me. Want to get out of here?” he asked you.
Did you? Yes, you did. But was this the right choice? You were still on the fence about him due to his wonderful opening line but you do see some potential. You can always go home with him now and if it’s not what you were looking for or not worth having to deal with his smart mouth, you can just call it off right there.
“I do. But let’s say this is on a trial basis for tonight. Let’s see if we’re a good fit. If not, we go our separate ways” you told him.
“Sounds good. Let’s go then” he said as he got up from his seat.
“My apartment okay?” he asked you.
“Sure, if you murder me, Blake will know it was you so all good” you said jokingly and he laughed.
As he drove the both of you to his apartment, you kept looking over at him driving. He was sexy. Very sexy. He has a resting best face most of the time but so do you. Oh but it looks much better on him though.
He interrupted your thoughts.
“Like what you see?” he asked as he looked over at you when he stopped at a red light.
“Yes, but I’m sure that’s not surprising to you. For an asshole, you’re very intriguing” you told him and started to look out the window.
“About the ‘baby girl’ thing… Is that an in public rule or a hard no?” he asked you and you laughed.
“In public rule. I don’t mind it in the appropriate setting” you told him.
“Good to know. Any other pet names you like?” he asked again.
“‘Little one’ is my favorite. Not very common but I read it in a book once and fell in love with it” you told him and he hummed.
The rest of the ride to his apartment was silent. But it wasn’t uncomfortable.
He led you through his apartment door and you were able to walk in and look around a bit when he moved to take off his jacket and shoes. It was a nice apartment. Simple. Light colors. Lots of room. You could see a small bed and a chest with some dog toys next to the couch.
“You have a dog?” you asked excitedly.
“Yeah, his name is Vivi. He isn’t here tonight though” he said and you tried not to show your disappointment.
He laughed.
“Wanted to meet him, huh?” he asked you.
“Sorry, I love dogs. Kind of my only weakness in life really” you answered and smiled.
“Be good tonight and I’ll think about letting you meet him” he told you and you gulped.
“Using your puppy against me already?” you asked him.
“Let’s call this taking advantage of an opportunity” he said as he started to walk over to you.
“Take off your jacket, shoes and dress and meet me in the bedroom” he told you and leaned in closer to you.
“Last door on the right” he whispered in your ear while holding your chin as he started walking in the direction he told you.
You took your jacket, shoes and dress off and took a deep breath. ‘Here we go again’ you thought. Let’s hope this one is the right one.
You walked into the bedroom and he was standing in front of the bed staring at you.
“Took your time. Are you nervous, little one?” he asked and your breath got stuck in your throat.
Oh he’s going to be fun, that’s for sure.
“Tricky dress, that’s all” you tried saying confidently.
He moved closer to you and started to kiss you. His hands were holding your face. He kept moving the both of you until your back reached the back wall of his bedroom.
You don’t know how long the both of you stayed there just making out. He was a great kisser. If this was any indication of what was to come, you were definitely going to want more once tonight ends.
He started to move away from you and was staring you up and down.
“How far do you want me to go tonight? Pick a safeword either way” he told you as he started to take off his shirt.
“Surprise me. That’s what safewords are for. Let’s stick to colors. Always works” you told him as you stared at his naked torso now.
“Hmm… let’s test some things” he said and started walking to his closet.
He pulled a box from his closet and started to move towards the bed.
“Lay down close to the headboard, little one” he told you and you did what he asked.
He took out silk restraints from the box and moved closer to you. He started to restrain both your hands against the headboard and you moaned a bit.
“Too tight?” he asked, looking at you.
“No, perfect” you told him.
“Baby girl likes pain. Noted” he told you and moved to lay on top of you.
He started kissing you again and you pulled on the restraints. ‘This is going to be tough’ you thought. You liked to touch your partners and you definitely wanted to touch him, very much.
He started kissing down your neck, kissing your collarbones, kissing down your chest. It felt like he wanted to cover your whole body in kisses. It felt so good. His lips were beautiful and he seemed to be enjoying himself terribly, humming and sighing as he kissed you, which made you wetter and wetter by the second.
Once he was done you were both breathing hard and he leaned back on his heels and stared at you while running his hands up and down your thighs.
You were getting impatient. You wanted him to keep going, to do something, anything. You pulled on your restraints stupidly and he started to stare into your eyes as he laughed.
“Patience is a virtue, little one. Also, resistance is futile at this point” he said as he grabbed your thighs with a bit more power.
“You sure are taking your time staring at someone too curvy for your taste” you bit back at him.
He spanked your thigh. Hard.
“No talking back. And that’s a line I use on every potential match I meet. I enjoy the reactions and can get a sense of what to expect from someone based on that. Now can we move on from that or are you going to bring it up again and not get fucked at all?” he asked you sternly.
You stayed silent and he started to shake his head.
“Use your words and answer me now” he told you as he started to look through the box that was now next to him on the bed.
“I won’t bring it up again” you said and he stared at you.
Not good enough. You knew better than that.
“I won’t bring it up again, sir” you tried again and he hummed, satisfied.
“Good girl” he said and took out a small vibrator from the box.
“Let’s keep having fun, yeah little one?”
“Yes, sir”
He turned on the vibrator and started to move it up your legs as he leaned down to kiss you again.
He pushed the vibrator against your clit through your panties and you moaned loudly into his mouth.
He started to kiss your neck and leave hickies as he increased the power on the vibrator. He pushed the palm of his hand against your pussy and trapped the vibrator between your clit and his hand.
You were getting louder now, your breaths were shallow and you were starting to get closer and closer to the edge.
“You sound so good, baby girl. Hmm I knew you would the moment I looked at you” he said and you were dripping now. Panties ruined and about to reach your peak and he completely removed himself and the vibrator from you and you sighed.
“Holding your complaints. What a good girl” he told you as he turned off the vibrator and placed it next to him.
“Open your eyes and look at me” he told you and you obeyed.
He grabbed your pussy and started massaging your clit slowly.
“You’re gonna be a good girl and take a few more of those. I’m gonna taste you now. You’re fucking dripping. I bet you taste phenomenal” he told you as he started to take off your panties.
Orgasm denial is not your strength but it seems that’s the game to play tonight and if you play right, you might get a very good reward. You will do your fucking best.
After taking off your panties, he moved up to pull your bra up and started sucking your tits. He kept leaving hickies everywhere which you would need to worry about tomorrow when trying to hide them but definitely wouldn’t worry about them now.
You kept humming and you wanted to touch him so bad. You hated these restraints right now.
He moved down your body and started to eat you out. He focused on your clit at first. Sucking, licking, biting while both of his hands massaged your tits and pinched your nipples.
You were moaning so loudly now. This felt incredible. Not enough to make you cum but enough to make you want him desperately.
You pulled on your restraints again.
He lifted his head and smiled at you.
“Stop pulling on those or they will leave a mark. Use your words, baby girl. Tell me what you want from me and I might just give it to you” he told you as he kept pinching and twisting your nipples.
“Need more, sir. Please” you asked in your best begging voice. Fuck this was getting you wetter.
“Tell me exactly what you want, little one” he told you and started to kiss your clit.
“Your fingers, please, sir. I need your fingers” you sounded desperate but you didn’t care.
“Good girl” he said and started to finger you while his mouth focused on your clit.
His other hand now moved from your tit to your neck and he tentatively squeezed you. He looked back at you to see your reaction.
“Green, green, sir. Green” you told him and he laughed into your pussy.
He started to choke you harder and kept eating you out and fingering you. You were so fucking close again. You tried pretending like you weren’t close but he was inside you and could feel you starting to squeeze his fingers a little too hard and he pulled back completely from you.
“Fuck” you had let out and he spanked your thigh hard three times.
“You’ll take everything I give you and thank me for it, understood?” he asked, now massaging the place on your thigh he had just spanked.
“Y..Yes, sir… Sorry, sir…” you said as your breathing was evening out.
He moved away from you and got up from the bed. You stared at him and started to worry at first but then realized he was just removing the rest of his clothing.
After he removed the remaining pieces of clothes, you stared at him. He was hard and he truly was beautiful from head to toe. Even his dick was gorgeous. Perfect size and just staring at you. You started salivating and he gave you a short laugh.
Sehun joined you on the bed again and started to rub the tip of his cock in your folds. You started to move your hips with him and you were both panting now. He was also getting impatient, you could tell.
He sat back on his heels and leaned over to get the vibrator again. He turned it on and placed it on your clit on the lowest setting. He again trapped the vibrator between his hand and your clit and applied pressure.
With his other hand he started to stroke his cock and he kept staring at you.
Your moans were increasing again. With each orgasm he denies you, you get more and more sensitive and desperate to cum. He just started this third round and you are already getting desperate and getting close.
“Getting desperate, baby girl? You’re being so good, just a bit longer, I promise” he told you and as he finished his sentence he moved his cock closer to your pussy and pushed just the head against your hole.
Your breath hitched. Fuck, you really need him to fuck you. Bad. No more games.You need him now.
“Please… Please, sir… I’m so close…” you said and you looked between your bodies where he was holding his cock barely against your hole.
He leaned down to bite on one of your nipples and you started getting louder again and he removed himself from you completely. Again.
You were breathing really fast and started to whine and he leaned into your ear to praise your efforts.
He did this exact same torture two more times. No one had ever denied you 5 times in a row. You were losing your mind and you were starting to lose your patience but at the same time he had made you feel like no one else had. Addicted. Desperate. You wanted to keep going. You wanted to continue getting praise. You wanted to be his good girl. His baby girl.
He leaned his forehead in yours now and just whispered ‘so good’ over and over again. You could tell this was exactly what he was looking for too and you wanted to keep going.
He closed the box next to him and put it on the floor next to the bed. He reached back up to you and started to remove the silk restraints from you and you started to get excited.
“You were so good for me. You get to touch now” he said.
“Finally” you whispered and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss him.
You kept kissing for a while and moaning with your naked bodies intertwined and suddenly he pulled away.
He moved to the nightstand to get the condoms and started to roll one on his dick as you stared at him and licked your lips.
He got closer to you and flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach. He grabbed a pillow and placed it under your stomach to lift your ass up and he started to move his cock up and down your pussy again.
He spanked your ass and entered you without any warning. You were so wet and he had tortured you for so long that it was easy for him to just move into you until he bottomed out.
He didn’t give you any more warnings and he started to pound into you from behind. One of his hands was holding your hip and the other was pulling your hair and head back.
Fuck, you knew you weren’t gonna last and he seemed to be in the same both as you.
“Touch yourself for me, little one” he told you and you moved your hand down to your clit and you knew you would soon be done.
You were being loud and so was he. Grunting and moaning and his movements started getting sloppier and you started getting closer and closer. He spanked you one last time and that drove you over the edge and you came with a cry of his name.
You kept moaning and your vision went white. This had been the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had.
You were still coming down from your orgasm and he bit down on your shoulder and spilled into the condom.
He was holding himself up with one arm, half laying on you while the both of you recovered.
You started to fall asleep. You were so absolutely satisfied but completely exhausted. You felt Sehun get up and when he came back he was not letting you sleep in peace.
“Come on, little one. Don’t get bratty on me now. Let’s take a shower and then you can sleep, okay?”
You grumbled and turned away from him.
He spanked you again. This time lightly in comparison to the spanks from before.
“Move, lazy girl” he laughed as he told you.
You got up and you both showered and got back into bed.
“In case it’s not clear, I’m staying over. Might fall asleep in the Uber if I leave now” you told him as you started to feel cozy and warm in his bed.
“Of course, Y/N. I wasn’t going to kick you out after that. I’m not a complete asshole” he said as he also started to get comfortable.
“Hmm… No ‘Y/N’ in here. Don’t ruin in” you told him and he huffed a laugh.
“Deal, little one. I’m assuming I meet your criteria and we can do this regularly then?” he asked you and you barely heard him as you were already starting to drift off to sleep.
“Yes, sir. Absolutely. Let’s talk tomorrow. I’m sleepy” you told him and you don’t remember if he answered since you fell asleep almost instantly.
You woke up the next morning and it was all good. Nothing was awkward. Sehun tried offering you breakfast but you told him you needed to go to get ready for a friend’s birthday brunch. You exchanged phone numbers and the deal was on.
It was great finally having someone you could do this regularly with who wanted the same thing as you. Sure, you had been wrong before but Sehun seemed different. He was like you. This time, there would be no hidden feelings and no complications, no. You would simply hang out when you needed to relieve some tension and that was it.
You had talked a few times over text which generally would be against your rules but he immediately told you ‘don’t overthink it, I think we’re really similar and I think you’re cool so I want to be friends and we can keep both things separate if it makes you feel better’. And it did make you feel better. He was a great guy. Funny. And you shared the same sense of humor so being friends with him was easy and you both knew there was no secret intentions behind this friendship or your deal.
Unfortunately, the only thing that had happened between you two in the next week was those text messages. He had been very busy with some company-wide situation and you were also busy getting ready for the final presentation of your deal to one of our clients. And, tonight you had the final company party of the year to announce the goals for the rest of this quarter and next year’s goals.
You and Blake arrived together at the party since neither of you wanted to drive, you chose to take an Uber together.
The party looked great. As usual. The board spared no expenses in order to make you all feel a part of something real and meaningful. You were grateful. This has been the first job where you felt happy and content with management and your growth in the company.
You and Blake sit at your table and thank fuck you were seated at the same table. Just because you were overall happy with the company, doesn’t mean there weren’t some bad apples in the company that you definitely did not want to sit next to and have to deal with all night.
You started to hear a really loud laugh. It was a funny laugh at first and made you laugh yourself but you started to get annoyed. You just had to have the table by the loudest most annoying laugh in the room. Of course.
You turned around to check out who was the culprit. You had to know in order to avoid them next time you were in this situation.
You couldn’t believe your eyes. Oh Sehun. Of course. Why was his laugh this loud? For what reason? And the way he switched between his loud laugh and an absolute resting bitch face was something to marvel at for sure.
But… Why was he here? You were confused. You had never seen him at any company-wide party before. And you absolutely had never heard this laugh before, you would have remembered it. Had you missed him completely before?
It seemed you had stared a bit too long at him and he sensed it because now he was looking at you and lifting his class up to signal he saw you. You lifted a brow at him, rolled your eyes and turned away from him.
“Did Sehun always work for this company? How have I never seen him before and why would you tell me to fuck him? You know I don’t like to dip my pen in the company ink…” you asked Blake when most of your table was gone.
“Because I knew you two would get along and I knew you would immediately tell me no if you knew he worked at the company. Pretty obvious, actually” they answered you.
“Besides, he is so high up in the chain you won’t ever see him around anyways. I’m actually surprised he’s here tonight. There’s always some excuse for him not to make it” they added.
“Great. I’m fucking one of my bosses, Wonderful. Thanks!” you said to Blake sarcastically.
“You’re welcome aaaaaand he’s coming this way so I’m gonna go. Have fun, be safe!” they told you before they got up and left.
“Hey, Y/N. Sorry for the surprise. Didn’t want to ruin a good thing” he said as he sat down in Blake’s now empty seat.
“You chose right. Had I known, this would never have happened and that would be unfortunate wouldn’t it?” you asked as you started to flirt with him.
You needed him badly and now that he was here, you needed to make your intentions very clear about how you want tonight to end.
“Meet me at the entrance at 11:30. Don’t be late” he told you and left to go back to his table.
The night seemed to go by very, very slow, more so now that you knew what awaited you after you left. You were pretending to hear whatever one of your very boring colleagues was trying to tell you about but you were lost in your thoughts and you didn’t even notice his hand touching your arm.
As soon as you noticed, you flinched and backed away from him. You ended up telling him off completely. He shouldn’t have tried to touch you without your consent and if he tried anything else with you, HR would be hearing all of this.
You got up and were walking to the bathroom when someone grabbed your elbow and pulled you closer.
“It’s me. Quite the show with your colleague. I should fire him just for even looking at you” Sehun growled in your ear.
“You shouldn’t surprise people this way either. Almost elbowed you in the ribs. And I can defend myself. He already got an earful” you told him.
“Let’s go now before someone else decides to touch what’s mine” he told you and started to move towards the entrance.
“What’s yours? That deal is off outside the bedroom, Sehun” you told him as you followed him out the venue,
“No, it isn’t. I told you. I don’t like sharing. That’s my hard limit. And you want to start fucking up now? Already? Fine. I’ll fucking show you tonight then” he told you as he turned around and got very close to your lips.
This was the second time he was driving you both to his apartment. This time, however, he was in a very different mood. His resting bitch face was out and he was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white.
This was going to be a very interesting night.
He parked the car in the garage and before you could open the door to get out he spoke up.
“Here’s the code to my apartment. Get in. Strip down completely and wait for me on the bed. Don’t speak. Go. Now.”
You said nothing and started making your way up. You were very wet already. Why was he so sexy when he got like this? ‘Fucking unfair’ you thought.
You got into the apartment and quickly took off all your clothes and moved to sit on the bed. You didn’t know how long he was going to take but you didn’t want to risk it. It already seemed like you would be in for a very long night,you didn’t need to make this any worse for yourself.
As you were finishing your thoughts, he walked through the bedroom door and didn’t say a word. He took off all his clothes except his underwear and moved to his closet. You already knew what he was going to get but right now you couldn’t decide if you should be excited or scared.
He placed the box on the bed and stared at you. He looked you over from head to toe and his face had such intensity… Excited. You were definitely excited. Being scared has disappeared from your mind completely.
“Move up. No fucking touching for you again. Not until you learn” he told and you gulped.
You moved up on the bed as he told you to.
“I didn’t know that applied outside of the bedroom. You mentioned sharing in that sense, I didn’t know you meant outside of it. And, I didn’t want him to touch me. He did it without my consent. I wasn’t paying attention, I was–”
“It doesn’t matter. Pay attention next time. Don’t want to have to sit there and watch that. Even if it isn’t welcome. Now that you know that it applies to in and outside of the bedroom, I’m going to give you an out. If you take it, we are done. With the deal, I mean. If you don’t take it, I expect you to take care of what’s mine when I’m not around” he told you as he started to take the silk restraints out of the box.
Usually possessiveness was not something that you enjoyed but to be fair, you get it. You wouldn’t want to share him with anyone either.
“I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t know. I’ll be better from now on. Promise” you told him and looked straight into his eyes so he knew you meant it.
He started to restrain your hands against his headboard and you just stared at him. He wasn’t going to be nice tonight, you know that much.
“Safeword?” he asked after he was satisfied with the restrains on your wrists.
“Colors, sir” you said as you started to lay down.
As soon as your head hit the pillow, he climbed over you and started to kiss you. Shit, you had forgotten how good of a kisser he was. You could just kiss him for hours like this. You were starting to moan and he bit your lip hard and moved away from you.
“This is a punishment. Your enjoyment doesn’t matter tonight, understood?” he asked you and you nodded and agreed. You figured as much.
He moved to the box and pulled out nipple clamps. This was new for you. You had never tried this before. Your nipples were very sensitive so you weren’t sure how this was going to feel but you wanted to find out.
He looked over at you and raised his brow at you. You knew what he was silently asking you.
“Green, sir” you said and he nodded.
He started to massage your breasts and kiss you again.
And as soon as you forgot what he was holding in his hands, he clamped one of your nipples and you gasped. He started to kiss you again and kept massaging your breasts and he surprised you again with the other clamp. It felt different. Painful but pleasurable at the same time. Difficult to describe, but you knew you were getting wetter.
He placed a kiss on each of your breasts and took the small vibrator out of the box. He turned it on to the highest setting and smirked. Oh. You get it now. He’s going to try and push you to your limit. You gulped.
He looked over at you and slapped your pussy. So hard. You almost came right then. You were being stimulated in ways you’ve never had been before and it was all overwhelming in the best way.
He got up, took his underwear off and got back on the bed. He was kneeling between your legs and started to run his hands up and down your legs while he stared at your pussy.
“You’re pretty everywhere, you know that?” he asked as he kept staring at your pussy.
“Thank you, sir. You are too” you said as you stared right back at him.
He took the vibrator and placed it on your clit. In the highest setting. He trapped it between his hand and your clit and you knew this move by heart now. Except this time, you don’t think he will deny you your orgasm. You have a feeling he is going with the other end of the spectrum.
He leaned over and started kissing your neck. He began pushing the vibrator against your clit harder and then softer. He was alternating rhythms constantly and you were losing it already.
You started to pant and moan so loud and he could tell you were close and before you knew it, you came.
He didn’t move his hand away, not even a little bit. He kept the vibrator right against your clit and didn’t even give you time to recover from your high.
“Sensitive, please… Wait a bit, sir, please” you begged.
“No. Take it. Silently. I only wanna hear you moan or say my name. No complaining or it gets worse” he warned you.
You started to whine but you pushed through. You wanted to be good for him. Desperately.
He leaned back on his heels and kept pressing the vibrator onto your clit. With his other hand he started to massage your breasts softly and you hissed.
“Fuck…” you heard him curse almost in a whisper. He was already getting affected too.
He stopped massaging your breasts and started to stroke his cock with his free hand while pressing the vibrator against your clit and he started the abuse on your clit again by alternating the pressure.
He kept stroking his cock and removed the vibrator from your clit. He now placed it on your hole and kept pushing it in for a few seconds and taking it out until you could only feel the vibrations against your hole.
Fuck, this was a new kind of torture. You wanted to touch him, you wanted to be the one stroking his cock. You started to stare at his cock and you were whining now.
“Next time be good and you might be the one doing this” he told you and you looked up.
He kept this pace with the vibrator in and out of your pussy entrance. With his other hand, he stopped stroking his cock and placed his fingers on your clit. He started to do figure eights on your clit and you knew you were going to be gone soon.
A few more strokes like this and you were over the edge again. You could feel yourself dripping and your pussy hole kept clenching around nothing now that he moved the vibrator away.
He again gave you no time to recover and pushed the vibrator back to your clit. His other hand went to your hole and he started to finger you. Two fingers at first and quickly he added a third and started an aggressive pace that had you seeing stars.
Soon enough, you were close again and you started moaning again very loudly. You were never this loud before. Tears were flowing down your face and as you came a third time.
As you were coming down from your high, he removed his hands and vibrator from you and unclamped both your nipples. He started to massage your breasts and as the blood flow came back to your nipple, you started to wail. You had never felt anything like this before. Your orgasm had been amplified like never before. Your eyes were shut and you kept panting and moaning and whining.
Sehun was now whispering in your ear words you haven’t heard all night.
“Such a good girl. My baby girl. You’re so good. You’re so good to me. We’re almost done. Almost done. Promise” he continued praising and reassuring you.
Once you opened your eyes, you could see he was staring down at you and he had a worried look on his face.
“Color, little one?”
“Green, sir… G..Green” you said weakly but you didn’t want him to stop. He had to fuck you.
“Please, keep going. Fuck me, sir… Please… I need it” you were begging.
“Shhh… I will, little one. Remember your colors and tell me if it’s too much” he told you before he started to hold his cock by your entrance.
Much like last time, he grabbed a condom and pushed in, easily. He started to thrust hard against you. He set a very fast and hard pace. He was reaching places inside you you didn’t think was possible.
He leaned back a bit, lifted your hip with one hand and pushed down on your stomach with his other hand. In this position and with his hand pushing down on you, he was hitting your g-spot constantly and so fucking hard. It was only a matter of time.
The hand that was holding your hip moved to your clit and as soon as he pinched your clit you came again. You were squeezing his cock so hard, it was hard for him to move inside you but he kept going.
“One more. One more, little one…” he said as he was nearing his end as well.
He placed both your legs on his shoulder and he continued pounding into you.
He grabbed one of your tits and started to pinch your nipple and with his free hand he again pushed down on your clit. It wasn’t long before you came again and he finished a few seconds after you.
You don’t remember much after that. You were so exhausted. You needed to sleep and after making sure you were okay and releasing your wrists from the headboard, he let you rest.
You woke up in his bed and he was already up and was scrolling on his phone.
“Let’s do this exclusively, yeah? I’m not sure if you planned to see other people, but I meant it with the ‘no sharing’. You’re too good for that” he told you, eyes still facing his phone.
“I didn’t plan on seeing anyone else. No sharing it is. Exclusive deal but still the same deal” you told him, now moving off of the bed to go shower.
“Of course. Same deal” he told you as he lifted his head from his phone and smiled at you.
You were reminded to thank Blake later.
Not only have they found you a good friend, but also your perfect dom.
Hey guys! I hope you guys enjoy this one. A lot of things were new for me here but I enjoyed writing this a lot!
As usual, please let me know in the comments and such if you enjoyed reading it 💕
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Pas A Visage
em caso de inspiração, me credite.
01/02/24 | capa teste. disponível para doação.
︲nota: Capa que tirei dos achados e perdidos do meu photoshop. Minha inspiração foi a diagramação impecável do livro "lady killers", da darkside, que tem essa estética mais retrô. A princípio eu não gostei nada da capa, mas vendo novamente depois de um tempo e finalizada, vejo que, na verdade, não ficou nada mal.
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Hi💕 can i request a headcanon with Sehun just boyfriend things
Thanks
hi!! omg i've been wanting to do hc but i didn't know on who. also sorry it took awhile work has been beating my ass..
Sehun as your boyfriend !
Warnings: brief nsfw?? not explicit
where do I even start LMAOOO
I feel like he's the silent love type at the beginning but as the relationship continues he just can't contain it
like shy and just wanting to be near you to playful bickers and being a complete brat
he makes sure to get his way when asking you for anything.
but he will literally fold and do anything for you if you asked
the type to say no and do it anyway just to keep the "image"
you also turn into his target audience
anything to make you laugh
if hes with the members and they don't laugh at his joke. he will be telling you the story in full context just to end with the joke.
you also turn into his hitting target for when he laughs at his own jokes.
honestly i think he's the type to leave "i love you" for more intimate moments
like his texts always end with a care message rather an ily
if it's cold? "make sure to layer up"
if it's hot? "make sure to bring water"
traveling long distance? "be safe, tell me when you get there"
now this doesn't mean he doesn't say ily, its just he feels it shows more sincerity in person.
in person he definitely ends every sentence with i love you
it slips off the tongue always.
"you know i love you, right?" everyday
no literally, everyday.
so everyone knows he doesn't like sleeping alone... get ready for that.
hes always whining asking for you to come over and go to sleep with him
literally every night that you two aren't already together hes spam texting you.
you always end up coming over.
if you play with his hair while he sleeps, you are his soulmate.
omg and little pecks on his face
he's obsessed
as for dates
i feel like he prefers more of a "lets sit and make each other laugh" type of date.
or maybe just a casual lunch where you two just catch up on more intimate parts of your life.
just wants to show you everything
you are literally his personal hype person
oml god forbid you don't pay attention to him when he shows you something
the type to fake his own demise at that very second
if he shows you a picture of him, you have to thank him for giving you a chance to see his beauty while kissing his feet.
just kidding LMAOOO
he just wants you to acknowledge the picture and maybe call him the sexiest man alive thats all! not so hard!
i think the only arguments would be from misread sarcasm from his side that causes major miscommunication.
after the first fight he does explain himself more often.
he just doesn't separate play from seriousness sometimes.
like if you show him a new outfit or hairstyle he will just say ew
out of habit of course
but truly he thinks you are the best looking person ever, just second to him of course
he actually shows you off all the time
on a schedule, everyone knows each and every outfit you had on for the last year.
everyone.
the type to send you pictures of anything and everything.
pictures of the road.
"what am i looking at" "street" "nice"
kind of like his instagram.
literally mid conversation too just pics of a empty cup.
say omg wow and you can continue the conversation.
now as far as nsfw...
ill leave it at power bottom
and mirrors.
mirrors every single time.
thats all
if you want i can do a nsfw part two
but overall he's a shelled lover. you just gotta push him out and he will love and worship every single part of you.
he wont admit it but he thinks you are the number one most beautiful person on earth. before him, of course.
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firsts • osh [req]
req: hii! can i request sleeping in the same bed with sehun for the first time? established relationship or fwb or whatever inspires you :) love all of your writing!
pairing: sehun x f reader, established relationship
synopsis: reader decides to take it to the next level with sehun
genre: fluff & smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!
warnings: smut, swearing, p in v, oral (m & f receiving) aftercare, lots of kissing/making out lmao, sweet sehun, chanyeol cameo
a/n: ahhh thanks for the sehun req 🥰 hope you enjoy 🩷 thanks for your support!!
despite the many compromising positions you and sehun have been found in, you’ve never actually had sex. you’ve never actually done a lot of the things that you think most people assume, like sleeping over or going all the way. sure, you’ve fooled around but it’s never been full on sex.
like every time you’re sitting on his lap, making out, you guys are giggling. you playfully bite his bottom lip and and release it, looking down at him with a smile. “you’re cute,” you say, running a hand through his hair.
“i know,” he says, putting his hands underneath your shirt to rest on your hips. you roll your eyes at him and go back to kissing him, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. you press yourself closer, your chest against his.
sehuns hands move you higher against your back, near the back of your bra. you’re ready to pull your shirt off until his roommate and best friend, chanyeol, comes out of his bedroom and into the living room. “sehun, what do we need for the apart-“ he cuts himself off when he sees the both of you on the couch. “he has s bedroom, you know.” chanyeol says.
“just get more cereal,” sehun says, his hands sliding to the front of your body, dragging down your stomach and to the top of your pants.
chanyeol cringes at the two of you and snatches his keys off of the counter. “just text me, dude,” he says, and leaves the apartment.
you two go back to making out, you lightly grinding against him. sehun scoots forward and wraps your legs around his waist tighter, and gets up from the couch. his hands rest on your ass so he can carry you down the hall to his bedroom.
sehun tosses you onto the bed and watches you bounce around with a smile on his face. sehun pulls off his shirt and you don’t mind since you’re now alone in his house. “you’re hot,” you say when he hovers over you, settling in between your legs on the bed.
“you’re hotter,” he replies, putting a hand on your hip and reconnecting your lips. he starts messing with the waistband on your pants, and you lift your hips up so he can pull them down.
sehun presses two fingers against your clothed pussy, feeling the dampness before he pushes them to the side and drags a finger up your slit. “always nice and wet for me,” he mutters, dipping two fingers into your core. he slips in easily, your gummy walls contracting around him.
you let out a content sigh as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. “you’re so good to me, hunnie,” you moan when he starts rubbing your clit with his thumb. “hunnie.” you breathe, propping yourself up to look at him.
“talk to me, pretty,” he says, curling his fingers and making you yelp. “that’s it? you liked that?” he questions, adding a third finger and stretching you out nicely. you flop back on the bed, gathering his sheets in your hand.
not removing his hand from between your legs. sehun comes up to your neck, biting and sucking on the soft skin. you start to press you legs together and he pulls back to look into your eyes. “keep your legs open, baby. i know you’re close,” he says, giving your lips a sweet kiss, a stark contrast to the way he’s currently finger fucking you. “that’s right, cmon, y/n.” sehun praises, pumping his fingers into you quicker.
you hold onto his shoulders and clench around his fingers, your arousal gushing out of you. you expect him to stop, but he doesn’t, and you instead rubs you clit with his thumb, his fingers still moving about you. “sehun, sehun!” you cry, your breathing heavy.
“oh shit. look at at that,” he says, his voice amazed when you come again, squirting onto his hands, sheets, and abdomen. your legs shake and your stomach tightens. “look at the mess you made.” he says, but he’s not upset. no, he’s impressed, and is looking to do it again, but you tap on his back to get him to stop.
when you relax from your second orgasm, he pulls his fingers out of you with a squelching sound, a string of cum connected from you pussy to his fingers. you can only watch him through a lustful haze as he sucks on his fingers before wiping them on the bed. sehun leans down and kisses you, and you ignore the way you can taste him on your tongue. “gross,” you mumble, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek.
“what? i think you taste good,” he says, putting most of his body weight on you. you wrap your arms around his torso, fingers splayed across his back.
“i’m flattered,” you say, deadpan. he scoffs and tickles your side, making your squeal and squirm underneath him. “ok, sehun! stop, please!” you beg, pushing at his shoulders. he lets up and goes back to your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your giggles. you entangle your legs and stay like that, making out on bed for awhile.
his erection pressing rock solid against your thigh becomes too much to ignore, especially when he grinds down against you. “sehun,” you say, your voice low. you move your hands to the front of him, pressing gently against his dick in his sweats. a small gasp leaves your lips at the feeling of him.
you’ve given him head before, so you know how big he is, but it still always shocks you. you struggle with even blowing him, always ending up in tears and with a sore jaw.
“hmm?” he mumbles, and you can feel him tensing, holding himself back from humping your leg. you put one hand on the side of his face, gently stroking his skin with your thumb. he looks down at you, and you know what he needs. you move from underneath him and get on your knees below him.
he quickly pulls down his sweats and boxers, letting his long member bob freely. precum drips from the tip, and you smear it over his dick. letting out a deep breath, you stroke him a few times before opening your mouth and wrapping your lips around him.
a heavy sigh escapes sehun, and he moves jaír out of your face, holding it back for you. “relax, y/n. take your time,” he says soothingly. it what he always says when you suck him off, because you try to do too much too soon.
you manage to relax and get a decent pace going, but after awhile, the gagging starts to burn and your jaw starts to feel sore. you use your hands to pump what doesn’t fit, and you power through giving him head. your lash line fills with tears (like always), and you let them fall.
sehuns moaning and his grip on your hair let you know that he’s close, and you pull out every trick in the book to get him to finish, partially so he can feel good and partially because your mouth hurts. “oh—fuck, shit, y/n!” he groans, his grip on your hair tight.
more tears fall as you take him as far as you can and pull him back out, swirling your tongue around the tip and doing it again. when he finally comes, it’s in your mouth, and you sit back on your heels as you swallow. sehun pants on the bed, but holds his hands out to you, and you pull yourself up. “you did good, baby,” he says, pulling you onto his lap. he kisses your forehead and wipes the rest of you tears, gently massaging the back of your neck. “are you doing okay?” he asks, his voice gentle.
you nod and kiss his lips. “i’m fine, you just have a huge dick,” you say and he snorts because that’s the only way to put it.
“and you take it like a champ.” he compliments, kissing you deeply, not caring that he just nutted in your mouth. though neither of you have said it yet, you know that’s got to be love, because it’s gross.
it doesn’t take long for you to feel sehuns erection under your leg again, but this time he pulls away and speaks first. “you don’t have to do anything, y/n. i can deal with it,” he says, looking into your eyes intensely.
but you know you want to, because you’re comfortable with sehun. he never pushes you more than what you’re comfortable with, and lets you take your time. he’s never pressured you for sex, nor does he expect you two to have it every time you see each other.
you shake your head. “i want to,” you say, playing with the hem of your shirt, not looking at him. sehun gently tilts your chin so you have to look at him.
“are you sure?” he asks, his thumb moving back and forth on your jaw.
“yes,” you say, leaning into his feather like touch. he smiles at you and kisses you once more. you take off your shirt and let him unhook your bra and slide off your underwear the rest of the way.
you start to raise yourself up but he stops you. “woah, y/n. i dont think you should be on top for your first time,” he says with a light laugh, kissing your nose.
“oh,” you mutter, your face flushing as your roll off of him and onto the bed. sehun gets up and goes to his dresser and grabs a condom. you tell yourself to be calm and normal, and that it’ll be fine because sehun is sweet and kind, and you really like him. “sehun?” you say once he comes back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed.
“yes?” he says, his hands resting on your knees. you start to open your mouth but close it, slightly shaking your head. “y/n, if you don’t want to do this, it’s fine. i promise.” he reassures, placing a kiss on your kneecap.
but you’re not nervous to have sex as much as you used to be; you know sehun likes you for you. but you’re more nervous about the feeling and the inevitable pain that is going to come with him being hung. “i want to, hunnie. i just don’t want it to hurt. i mean, i don’t even think you’re gonna fit,” you say, intertwining your fingers.
sehun cant hold back his laugh and you scoff. “it’s not funny, sehun!” you whine.
“baby, i’m not laughing at you, i just think it’s funny that you’ve told me that my dick is big like three times tonight,” he says, and you shrug. “and it probably will hurt, but i’ll go slow.” he says and you nod, biting your lip.
“what if you don’t fit?”
he tilts his head to the side, a derisive smirk on his face. “your mouth isn’t that big, but you managed,” he says and you face burns with embarrassment and shock.
“fuck off,” you mutter, but you feel better about having him in this way. sehun rolls the condom on and parts your legs, reminding you to relax. he gives you one last reassuring kiss before lining himself up with your entrance.
when he pushes the head of his dick in, you suck in a breath and give him the greenlight to keep going. the stretch starts to hurt when he pushes in a few inches deeper, and you’re yanking onto the sheets with your eyes squeezed shut. “fuck, hunnie, are you all the way in?” you whimper.
he glances down at where you two connect and feels guilty when he says, “i’m barely halfway.”
“oh god,” you cry out, feeling like you want to thrash around. “just do something, please!” you say. sehun decides to start moving himself in and out, getting deeper each time he pushes in so you can start adjusting.
soon, the pain that you once felt dissipates and starts to feel good. the tears on your cheeks dry, and you start moaning out his name, not holding back. “hunnie, you feel so good!” you say, your hold on the sheets loosening and moving to pull his face down to your lips. “faster, baby, please.” you moan, and he obliges.
“fuck, baby,” sehun groans, his balls slapping against your ass every time he thrusts into you. “cmon, look at me. you’re doing so well, y/n.” he says, his sweet words making you swoon.
you open you eyes and look into his, and you whimper at his loving gaze. he moves to grab your hands and interlock your fingers so your arms are pinned against the bed as he rams into you.
sehuns dick twitches inside of you. his thrusts don’t let up, and you get a knot in your stomach. “shit, y/n, i’m about to come. are you close?” he pants out. you mewl as he tightens up his form and let’s go of you hands to press your legs open wider. “my pretty girl.” he groans as you slip a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.
“sehun!” you cry, arching your back as you speed up rubbing on your clit. he twitches inside of you again and grunts, and comes into the condom. you buck your hips to keep fucking your self against him. he keeps pushing through to get you to come, and when you do, you spit out a sequences of curses.
sehun pulls out of you on shaky legs, kissing you on the mouth before he goes to dispose of the condom. your body feels sore and tired, and you can barely keep your eyes open. you lay limply on the bed, and sehun places a gentle hand on your hip, making you open your eyes. “how are you?” he asks.
you give him a small smile. “tired. sore,” you say and he smirks.
“i did my job then,” he says, gently pulling you up the pillows so he can tuck you in. you’re too exhausted to protest falling asleep, and instead let yourself be babied. you hardly register him slipping into bed next to you.
when you wake up the next morning, you’re disoriented and naked. you have a minor freak out until you register the body next to you as sehuns, one of his legs entangles with yours. your body feels tight, and you stretch out, nearly whimpering at the pain you feel between your legs.
you quietly slip out of the bed to go to the restroom. when you come back, sehun stirs awake, his morning face the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. “good morning,” he mumbles, stretching out a hand to you grab it and hold it between the both of yours, tucking yourself back into bed. “how did you sleep?”
“morning. i slept fine—my legs hurt,” you say and he smirks, closing his eyes briefly. “i’m hungry.” you say, gently pulling on him. he nods and sits up, stretching his arms over his head before leaning over to give you a quick kiss. sehun slides out of bed to go to the bathroom, and you feel giggly watching him walk away bare.
when he comes back out of the bathroom, full frontal, you blush and hide your face under the blanket. “why are you acting shy, like i wasn’t balls deep in you nearly 12 hours ago?” he questions, pulling the blanket down. your face only burns deeper, but you let him pull you out of bed so you can get dressed.
he hands you clothes and you pull them on and steal a pair of his slippers. you walk out of his room hand in hand, your head resting on his shoulder. chanyeol already sits at their small dining room table, headphones on and his face in a bowl of cereal.
chanyeol looks up when you two walk into the kitchen, waves, and goes back to his food. sehun grabs two bowls and pours you both some cereal, and carries the bowls to the table. he pulls you onto his lap, one arm secured around your waist and the other free so he can eat. “really?” chanyeol asks, his spoon hovering in midair.
sehun ignores him and continues eating, so you do the same. chanyeol rolls his eyes, but he knows he’s only hating because he’s single.
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A Manor of Shadow and Blood
Genre: Regency Gothic AU
Pairing: EXO x Reader
Summary: A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They won’t let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.
Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4
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The wind whistled against the windows like a hallowing scream. You tossed and turned, desperate to fall asleep. The first few nights had been somewhat peaceful, due to the fever having a complete hold over you. To fight it off, your body had kept you in a deep sleep, only broken by bouts of blurry consciousness.
But now… every noise made your eyelids snap open and your heart jump in pace. This unfamiliar place was full of shadows and secrets. Secrets that revolved around the men keeping you here.
Releasing a long sigh, you stared up at the canopy, the newly formed indentions in the knife floating in your mind. They weren’t there before, you were sure of that. You had used that knife to cut the chicken and it was in perfect condition. No human could bend the metal like that.
And then there was the speed at which Yixing caught your wrist.
You sat up with haste. Sleep was not going to come to you tonight. You groaned and rubbed your face with your fingers. The room slowly came into view as your eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight. You had opened the curtain before slipping into bed so you could watch the moon rise into the sky. Looking around the room, you searched for an answer on how to get yourself to sleep. There wasn’t much in this grand room. Simply a bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, the chair–
Wait.
Pushing the blanket off of your legs, you crawled across the mattress towards the chair. The shape didn’t seem right. Six legs instead of four. An extra shape in the outline.
“You should go to sleep.”
A high pitched scream ripped at your throat until a cold hand covered your mouth, cutting off the sound. Now fully bathed in the blue moonlight, you could make out the sharp features of Yixing’s face.
You shoved his arm away to free your lips. “What do you think you are doing in my room?” No gentleman would dare enter a lady’s room like this. Unless– gumption gone, you swallowed thickly. Was the reason you were trapped here finally coming to fruition?
The corner of Yixing’s mouth twitched upwards. He slinked forward like a cat cornering a mouse until his arms trapped you against the mattress, a hand on either side of your hip. Only your elbows kept you from being flat on your back, even more vulnerable.
“You’re a noisy sleeper,” he purred, his eyes flashing. “It's… distracting.”
You scoffed. None of their rooms were near yours. You were sure that all the ones around you were empty. He shouldn’t have been able to hear your tossing and turning. “Distracting?”
He hummed. His right hand lifted from the bed and reached out towards your face. You flinched at the motion, making him freeze.
But only for a moment.
The hovering fingers soon resumed their path. He didn’t make contact with your cheek, however. Instead, his fingers traced the outline of your collarbone. Down one slope and up the other. You trembled at the contact. His smirked only deepend. His fingers moved on to your shoulder, the too loose neckline of the nightgown nearly falling off.
You should slap him away, scream at him to leave, but you were too petrified to do so.
At least, you thought that was what stopped you. The coldness of his fingers moved up the curve of your neck, the tips pausing on the pulsing vein. His thumb caressed the edge of your jaw.
“Go to sleep.”
And like that, he disappeared into the night like smoke from a dying ember.
You didn’t hear or see the door open or close, but you knew you were alone now.
And you were furious.
How dare he come here! How dare he–
Your feet hit the floor, heavy and without a care of being heard. Sleep, in protest of that madman’s orders, would now be impossible. Anger and frustration at your situation fueled something new within you.
You weren’t sure what it was or what it would lead to, but you followed it without question. Donning soft slippers and a thicker slip dress, you found a candle in the top drawer, along with a few matches and a holder. You lit the candle and left your room.
Out. You needed to find a way out. Perhaps if you could get ahold of a piece of paper and a pen then you could write–
But how would you get it to someone who could take it to your family?
This place–somewhere in its halls or dusty room–had to hold the key. Something here had to be your savior, something to make this hope not without merit.
You pinched the candleholder tightly in your hand. The tiny flame danced before your eyes, occasionally catching your attention away from where you were going. All of your senses were heightened, on the lookout for the next corner’s surprise. If one of them was awake at this hour, then more could be as well. Running into one of them could be detrimental–or a possibility for answers. Perhaps if you could get one of the others, one of the less… frightful ones, you might be able to plead for help. One surely would take pity on you.
Or they would simply take advantage of the isolation.
Though that fear lingered in the back of your mind, you kept on your quiet steps.
There wasn’t much you could see with the light of the candle. The floors, like your room, were of wood boards somewhat taken care of. Portraits and landscapes hung on the walls, but their colors had faded, no longer holding the joy of life they once had captured.
Taking a left at a fork in the hall, you came to a large door that didn’t open like the others. It slid sideways on wheels like a ladder against tall bookshelves. As carefully as you could, you pushed the door open and glanced inside.
The room was just a simple parlor, with an unlit fireplace and several stuffed chairs accompanied by small side tables. Most likely an unused smoke room for the gentlemen to disappear to after dinner.
Across the room was another door, though this one seemed to be the normal kind that swung on hinges. On the other side was probably another hallway. A connecting room like this could be useful as a quick getaway, should the need arise. You mentally noted its existence and stepped inside, slowly sliding the door closed behind you. With a deep breath, you started for the other door.
“I don’t recall you being given free reign of the manor.”
You nearly dropped the candle from the unexpected voice. Careless! You should have inspected the room closer and then you would have seen Sehun clearly leaning back in one of the chairs, fully facing you. His expression was a friendly one, but rather one of deep irritation. It would seem you interrupted… something. Or maybe your mere existence was enough to annoy him.
“I wasn’t explicitly told to stay in my room,” you argued, though not in a particularly strong voice. “Is there something wrong with me walking about?”
Sehun stood from the chair with inhuman grace. You had never seen someone move so smoothly, without fault or twitch. He had complete control of his lithe limbs and tall stature. Gangly would never apply to him. His steps were noiseless as he sauntered closer, stopping a foot or two away.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he snarled. “It’s stupid to roam where you shouldn’t be.”
“Stupid?” It was one thing for you to scold yourself in your private thoughts, but you would not be insulted this way. “If I am so unwelcomed in this room then you can simply ask for me to leave.” You raised an eyebrow in challenge, hoping that would cover the pounding of your fearful heart.
He didn’t appear to notice. His jaw shifted left to right, but no words left his lips.
“Well, then.” You took your eyes away from him and started for the other door, holding on to that tiny bit of triumph.
An arm as strong as an iron bar flashed before you, blocking your way and refusing to move. Sehun’s palm was spread along the faded green pain of the wall. You shoved and pushed at the barrier, but nothing even made him flinch. He encroached, leaving behind any sense of personal space, much like Yixing just an hour before. He loomed over you, his upper lip curling into a mixture of a snarl and smirk.
“That bravery is a mistake,” he hissed. You pressed your back against the wall and brought the candle close to you as if that tiny flame was enough to keep him at bay.
Which was exactly the reaction he wanted. A sly, wicked smirk fully took over.
Pursing his lips, he blew once, snuffing out the flame. For a few seconds, you were absolutely blind in the sudden darkness. Sehun was invisible to you, despite his closeness. However, you could feel his breath against your chin. It was cold, like a winter’s breeze. It should have been warm. Human breathes were warm.
That chilling breath grew closer. It traveled from your nose to your cheek and then to your hair, ruffling the strands against your ear. Something nudged against your temple. He took a long, deep breath. His nose. Was he… smelling you?
Your eyes began to adjust to the darkness, absorbing any bits of moonlight that broke through the heavy curtains hanging from the short windows above your head. All you could see of Sehun was the slope of his shoulder and the outline of his hair.
His head snapped up, making you squeak. But he didn’t acknowledge the jump, his eyes turned towards the hallway you had entered from. A low hiss vibrated in his chest. You could nearly feel it in your own. He glanced at you once, his eyes shining unnaturally in the dark. Then, he ran from the room at a speed no man should possess.
You ran back to your room, the candle still gripped tightly by your side. Panic gripped you so completely that you passed the door to your sanctuary the first time. Once inside, you desperately searched for a way to lock the door. There was none. Alright. Fine. You would barricade the door then.
Huffing shallow breaths, you pulled and pushed the armchair so it acted like a weight against the door. It might not be heavy enough to keep it shut forever, but at least entering would be a struggle. You had tried the more fortifying dresser first, but it had refused to shift even a centimeter. The chair was the best you could do.
Ripping the blanket off of the bed, you draped the heavy fabric over your shoulders and sat down on the floor under the window. Your gaze stayed trained on the door, ears straining for the slightest sound to alert you for whoever came for you next. Sehun's cold breath still lingered against your skin. You rubbed at your cheek to try and make it go away. So close. He'd been so close.
And Yixing. That was why you couldn't be on the bed. Not tonight. Maybe not tomorrow. Or even the night after that. It was tainted. You shivered at the memory of his closeness and pulled the blanket in closer. That one long cloth was now your shield, your protection. The object that kept you safe. In your mind, at least. In truth, it would be ripped away from you as easily as water slipping through your fingers. But the thought was enough.
You tucked your chin in between the folds and kept watching the door. Soon, the night would get lighter. Already, the darkness didn't seem as strong.
How long until one of them came? Until someone tried to push their way inside? You hoped it would be a long time. Even hoped that they would forget about you and you could find a way to make it out, survive the forest, and see your family again. The odds weren't in your favor, but that hope was a life line.
As the moonlight shifted, your eyes grew heavy. It was a battle to keep them open. Each time they fluttered closed, you lost ground. Sleep that had eluded you so easily before now came back to reclaim its time. The door blurred before you and then sleep claimed its victory.
Tap, tap, tap.
Your eyes blinked open. It was still night. Or, perhaps, it was night again. This darkness felt new. The beginning of a fresh night.
Tap, tap.
You looked up at the window above your head.
Tap, tap, tap.
Little black dots hit the window before disappearing out of view. You frowned and pushed up off the floor, the protective blanket falling to the floor. Still emerging from sleep, your eyes took a moment to bring the scene into focus. At first, you merely saw a blur amongst the grass.
Then, it took shape.
You groaned. Jongdae was waving at you to come down.
You shook your head furiously. Safety was in here. And... though he didn’t feel quite as dangerous as the others, he still made you weary. The memories of Sehun and Yixing were still burnt freshly into your mind.
At your refusal, he visibly sighed. In his other hand hung a small cloth bag. He pulled a small bun from the bag and held it up to you. Your stomach grumbled and gurgled in response. It looked… nice. You could almost smell the bread's delectable scent. Were you really going to give in to food?
You needed an ally, you told yourself. He was different from the others. How much you weren't sure, but perhaps you could use that. If you could make him sympathetic to you–
Mind made up, you turned from the wind and changed into more appropriate clothing. This time, you heeded Jongdae's advice and kept your hair down to cover your neck. It felt highly improper, like a hundred governesses would appear from nowhere to scold you for being so scandalous. But you shoved the invisible tsking women away and moved the chair just enough to exit into the hallway.
It took some time to find your way outside. Jongdae now waited for you with his back against a lone tree that looked to be one more winter away from death.
"I'll note that food is a way to entice you out."
You glared at him. "Did you have a reason for standing under my window instead of knocking on the door like a normal person?"
"Junmyeon had tried to bring you breakfast around sunrise," he said as he inspected the perfectly browned bun still in his hand. "He couldn't get in, though."
"I blocked the door," you explained casually.
Jongdae raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed by some measure. “Quick learner."
"After some… events last night, precaution was necessary."
"Yixing has restraint." He pushed off the tree and held the bun out to you. "You were lucky that Sehun was called off of you, though. His self-control is... lacking."
You gaped at him, heat rising fiercely in your cheeks. "How did you–”
“Know?" he smirked. "Secrets don't exist here. Best you learn that quickly."
You narrowed your gaze at him. "No secrets?"
Seeing right through you, he laughed, leaning forward and close to your face. "From us. Not for you."
The pure arrogance in that reply. "That hardly seems fair."
"That's life,” He shrugged. Looking around for nothing in particular, he said, “Let's take a walk."
The roll broke easily against your teeth. You chewed on the bite, resisting the urge to moan at its delicious flavor. The inside was still soft and fresh. Finally swallowing, you refused him a single step. "Why?"
"You've been sleeping on a hard floor all day,” he said pointedly. You didn’t want to think about how he possibly knew that. "You need to move." For an extra enticement, he held up the linen bag. More where that came from, he said without speaking.
The bun in your hand, though all of its warmth was gone, was like heaven in your stomach. But it certainly wouldn't be enough. "Fine."
You followed him alongside the house, not bothering to speak so you could continue eating. The last of the orange glow of day disappeared into the horizon far ahead of you. Yes, you had really slept for all those sunlit hours. Once again, night, it would seem, was to be your day. Chewing on the last bit of bun, you held your hand for the next morsel.
"We’re greedy this evening," Jongdae chuckled.
"Did you think I came for your company?" You couldn’t help but give a spiteful response.
Not offended in the slightest, he threw you a rather despicable smile. "Better my company then one of the others."
Though you agreed, you refused to do so aloud. "Are you that different from them?"
He didn't answer. Staring ahead, he reached into the bag and pulled out another bun, holding it out for you.
"Is this to keep me from asking more questions?"
You managed to make him chuckle. "No. Just to keep you occupied while I answer the last one."
Too curious, you accepted the bun and took a bite. Jongdae sighed and clasped his hands behind his back, the now nearly empty bag dangling from his fingertips. "We're all different from each other. I'm not more different from them. Though I am better than the others at controlling myself."
Your steps faltered. "Controlling yourself?"
He nodded. As you passed under another tree, he reached out and swing up into the branches without exerting effort, sitting on a branch well out of your own reach.
"What are you? All of you,” you asked in a breathy gasp. All they were capable of doing was adding up, but logic told you repeatedly it was impossible. You wanted to try and rationalize it, even try to convince yourself that you were still sick with fever. But this was all too real to be a mere hallucination. What it all meant, however, you couldn’t understand.
Hands grasped around two of the branches, he leaned forward and closed the gap between you. "You seem moderately intelligent. I'm sure you can discover the answer on your own."
"As flattering as that is," you huffed through clenched teeth, "if the answer means danger then you should be the man to tell me."
"If?" Jongdae laughed, as if he had read your mind. He jumped from the tree, flattening the bits of hair that had fallen out of place with his fingers. Despite playing in the tree like a child, he looked ever so the gentleman.
"’If' is a fantasy.” He glanced behind you. Scared, you followed his gaze, but there was no one there. When you turned back around, you gasped. His nose was mere centimeters from yours. "It does mean danger. You need to keep your eyes and ears open. Happy or not, you are here for a long while and no one is coming for you.''
You swallowed back tears as his words planted firmly in your heart. Now, you truly accepted it. No running, no escape. You were at their mercy. Whatever they were. And though Jongdae gave the impression that he was on your side, his help was firmly limited. Food and company, that was all he was good for.
Walking once again, you solemnly finished the last bit of bun as Jongdae kept pace. When the second helping of bread ran out, you chewed on your next few words. If you were here for the foreseeable future, you might as well know this land’s history.
"Who’s house is this?"
"Hm?" Jongdae had been lost in thoughts of his own, it appeared. He blinked himself back to the present conversation. "Oh. The manor is Kyungsoo's."
"Kyungsoo's?" you repeated. Odd. The answer you had been expecting was the obvious: Junmyeon. He seemed to be the one everyone looked to for answers or leadership. His word was law, yet this land did not fall to him. Kyungsoo, on the other hand, felt too... isolated, cut away to be the rightful owner of this grand place. The few lords you had met before all possessed the same self-awareness and high opinion of themselves. Kyungsoo didn’t give the appearance that he cared about either.
"Yes,” Jongdae nodded, his previous teasing gone now. “He inherited it from his father. The family used to own as much land as the eye could see. But his father was a gambler. Terrible at cards, wonderful at losing. They had to sell the land to keep the debtors at bay. Now, all that is left is this manor and a bit of the surrounding land, but no tenants. The glory of the family is now reduced to this.”
You listened to the story with careful respect. It was one sadly more common among the nobility then they wished to admit. Land was constantly switching family names, sometimes it was difficult to keep track. A small fear you had was accidentally reminding a high nobility of their careless ancestor. "What's his family name?"
"Jongdae! Here's where you disappeared off to."
Your stroll in the moonlight stuttered to a halt.
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Sex and after sex with exo
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I'm adding Jongdae because I want to 😁
This is 18+ if your a minor please skip 😊 🔞
Tbh I don't know what I was thinking when I made this all I know I had this idea at 3:40 am 😁 I hope you like this mess 😅
Xiumin:
He will like to have sex on the bed, and he also would like to do any position but his favorite might be doggy he seems to be that kind of man. He also might like to have sex in the couch if he feels like it.
After sex: he will clean you both up with a warm towel but if you had multiple rounds he will give you a bath and make sure your comfy in some soft clothes will cuddle well making a small conversation as you fall asleep on his chest.
Suho:
He would most likely have sex on the bed or couch on the bed he will have full power but on the couch, you take control he likes it when your ride him he will have a glass of wine in one hand well the other one is on your ass. He's sometimes supper soft and sweet but when he's stressed he will take it out on you by being rough. He likes to choke you and make you beg.
After sex: He’s a big aftercare guy who will make sure you all clean up and comfortable on the bed if he was rough he will be super gentle and kiss the bruises he left will give you a glass of water and cuddle you well he plays with your hair.
Lay:
He would also like to have sex on the couch or bed, he will most likely ask you to take control because he likes it when you dominate him, he also might like to have sex in his studio when he’s not too busy or when he super horny.
After sex: he will be super soft and sweet he will ask you to keep him inside for a bit but then he will get up and clean you up then he will cuddle you to sleep.
Baekhyun:
He’s a freak so anywhere we’re he can have you bend over it will be more than okay. he loves to slap your ass and leave marks. kitchen, bathroom, bedroom couch, stairs, bed anywhere he thinks it’s good to fuck he will and he also might record it for when he’s away and he misses you.
After sex: he will be super lazy to get up and clean you both up so you will have to do it yourself so when you try to stand up you will complain about how sore you are so he will get up and clean you both up but he will be teasing the shit out of you for that.
Jongdae:
He seems to like sex anywhere too but for some reason I see him having sex on the bedroom only he will catch you off guard sometimes it’s vanilla and sometimes is rough it all depends on his mood. When he wants vanilla he will go all out some nice home cook dinner and a movie then go from there, but when he wants it rough it shows just prepare yourself for a long night.
After sex: he will be super sweet clean you up well kiss the bruises and tells you that you were so good to him will make sure you're all comfortable before he gets next to you and cuddles you he might sing you to sleep (he have such a beautiful voice I love him)
Chanyeol:
At his studio….. he would love to record you guys having sex he loves the noise you make. He might also like car sex when he’s super horny he might love it when he’s driving and you're giving him a blowjob he likes to have passionate sex but when he’s angry or stressed he will fuck your brains out and make you beg him to stop but we both know we won't till he tired.
After sex: if you had sex in the studio he will clean you up and help you get dressed then he will make his studio couch, comfy for you he will pull some blankets and pillows out so you can take a nap well he finish working. But when you're at home he will refuse to get you clean up if he was gonna screw you again in a few hours. 
Kyungsoo:
Shower sex or bedroom when he feels super romantic he will have sex on the bed but if he’s in the shower with you he will get had and just push you against the wall and fuck your right then and there he also will be into choking it turns him on.
After sex: he will ask you multiple times if you are okay or if he hurt you then he will get you clean up and cuddle you as you watch a movie or have a conversation he will rub your back softly till you both fall asleep
Kai:
For sure dance practice sex when you go and visit him he will ask you to join him and that will escalate into something more. It will be floor sex our mirror sex it all depends you also will get either Kai or Jongin one is rough and the other one is soft but both will mess you up and leave you sore.
After sex: if it was at the studio he will get you both dressed without getting cleaned up then will rush to get home to take a bath if you are lucky you might end up having bath sex but if not he will get you to bed and cuddle and will give you little kisses here and there
Sehun:
This mother fuckerlooks like he will enjoy car sex he likes the risk, and he will also like window sex he’s all about the risk of getting caught. He might also like to have sex on the living room or kitchen of the dorms. He seems to have strong stamina so a lot of sex with him he also will like it when you seat on his face he loves it.
After sex: you will take turns cleaning each other up and after he will take you to eat. If he sees you walk funny he will make fun of you and tease you then he will carry you around because he will feel bad but still proud.
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POV: The intimate moments of you and Baekhyun’s secret relationship
The sight of your boyfriend jogging towards you under the otherwise dimly-lit street was enough to make your heart skip a beat. Again, you think, I get to finally see you again!
His panting gets heavier as he approaches closer, until you both finally embrace each other in a warm hug. His heavy black jacket is covered in his cologne and scent, one that you find so attractive and safe every single time.
“Baby,” he melts into you in delight. “I missed you.”
You smile warmly into him, whispering “I missed you, too!”
It wasn’t too many times during the week you got to see Baekhyun; the last time you saw him was probably close to three or four nights ago. Nowadays, it seemed as though the amount of Dispatch paparazzi and sasaengs flooded the privacy of artists as big as Baekhyun, following Chen’s announcement of having started a private family a few years back. Baekhyun’s name had only popped up once or twice for a dating scandal speculation in the last month or so, but he played it off very well, and with the help of an official statement from the company, he managed to keep his secret about you very private and exclusive only to himself.
“I brought you something,” he pulls away from you to reveal a small paper bowl with a plastic cover, filled to the brim with ice cream – a treat he knew you loved dearly.
“Baekhyun!” you smiled, your hands growing cooler at the touch of the cup.
“Shhh,” Baekhyun stops you with a sudden passionate kiss, numbly nibbling at your bottom lip as he feels your smile spread over your face. “If you say my name too loud, people might hear. We’re still close to SME.”
“Right, sorry,” you whisper in between kisses. You could tell he missed you from the way his kisses grew firmer against your lips, his weight almost completely leaning against your body. You’re the first to pull away, causing him to whimper softly in confusion. “For someone who doesn’t wanna get caught, you don’t hesitate to make out in front of SME,” you tease.
“Where are you parked?” His eyes travel quickly between your lips and your eyes, a sense of slight desperation overcoming him for wanting you in that moment.
“Farther down the street, behind that one corner store with the milkshakes,” you smile.
“What?” His expression quickly grows to deep concern. “Hell no, you can’t be parking back there anymore. It’s too sketchy for you to be around at this time of the night. Just start parking behind the SM building, the parking lot in the back. I’ll get you a pass tomorrow.”
“But Baek, the whole reason we agreed we wouldn’t be parking there in the first place was because we could get caught seeing each other or something,” your eyes threaten to fill with tears at the thought of Baekhyun’s name being once again stained at the stake of another dating scandal, especially now that it’s been years since the last real scandal finally died down.
“I change my mind; I’d rather you be safe and closer to me than out here. Sorry, I didn’t think about the alternatives much,” he heaves, taking you by the arm. “Let’s go to your car, I’ll drive us over.”
He takes his neck scarf and ties it over your face, then proceeds to pull a beanie from his jacket and tug it over himself. You both make way to your car, following carefully but briskly behind his every step.
Once you’re in the car, you turn to him, offering him some of your new ice cream.
“Only a little bit, love, since we’re performing tomorrow,” he agrees.
You take a spoonful of the cold treat and gently place it between his lips, a smile forming on his face at the sight of your own excitement. You take a spoonful of the dessert next, spilling a drop over your bottom lip.
He takes his thumb and slides it over your bottom lip, cleaning it over and proceeding to lick it off himself. The car groans to life, and soon you’re both driving carefully through a longer route until you reach the SME building.
He scans his ID through the back gates, allowing your car to enter into the private lot and hiding among the vehicles of other staff. He turns the car off, and then proceeds to turn his attention to you.
“Baek,” you start. “How much time do you have before you go in again?”
Baekhyun sighs back against his seat, pulling out his phone to check the time again. “Maybe fifteen, fourteen minutes?”
You both sit quietly for a moment in the silence of your reality: attempting to work out a secret relationship with a highly rated singer. It wasn’t the fairest game you thought you could handle.
There was just no privacy anymore.
In fact, it seemed as if Baekhyun’s stalker and sasaeng problem had only worstened over the course of the last few years.
“I’m trying to figure something out for us,” Baekhyun interrupts the silence. “I want you, but being with me is a toll too harsh for you to risk. I don’t want to… lose you.”
His voice cracks at the last syllable, while your tears spilled under your lids that you tried so hard to hold back.
“Are you sure you wanna keep doing this, Baek?” Your voice comes out a mere whisper, and he turns over in shock to see you had actually started crying.
“What? Of course I do. It’s… risky. But I knew what I signed up for when I knew I wanted you. Come here,” he pulls you in his arms, taking your ice cream and placing it on the dashboard. “A risk I’m willing to take, though I’m hoping for the better outcome.”
“Okay,” you heaved, “because I’ve already fallen for you pretty badly. I think I’m so down bad for you now, so it better work out for the best.”
“Shhh,” Baekhyun once again interrupts your doubts with a soft, tender kiss. “I’ll make sure it does,” he breathes through you, “I can’t lose whoever I choose to love over some stupid scandal. It’s never my fault when I fall in love. And I love you right now. Only you. I don’t want to lose you to a scandal like that, I don’t wanna go through any potential career deaths over my love life again.”
“I’m sorry, Baek,” you look up at him, feeling his cold fingers wipe away the warm tears welling from your eyes. His index and thumb lift your chin, forcing you to watch him closely.
“I’ll make sure you don’t fall harshly if we ever do get caught,” he promises with a smile.
Being the non-celebrity that you were, he knew how much your quiet, comfortable life meant to you. It meant a lot to him too, knowing that it was also a small escape from his lifestyle as well. One where he didn’t have to worry about his image or about having eyes on him at all times. You were also his comfort, and he couldn’t bear to lose that.
“I’ll work extra hard for you, too,” you finally smile up at him.
“Awe, look at you, pretty,” he whispers to you, pupils dilating at the sight of your beauty. To him, you were the greatest thing he could look forward to nowadays. What could possibly be better than this?
Suddenly, Baekhyun’s phone starts buzzing. He looks down to see it’s one of the members, and picks up.
“Yeah, I’m on break. Okay, I’ll be in soon, just give me a few more minutes,” he says, his eyebrows furrowing lightly. “See you inside in a bit. Bye.”
“Who was that, Baek?”
“Chan,” he mutters. “They want me to re-record a few new adlibs they just added to our current project.”
“Oh,” you look down in defeat, “okay.”
“I’m sorry, love,” he turns to you, knowing that cutting his time meant cutting time away from you.
This hurt you just as much as it hurt him. How many times a week could he really actually see you? In between his busy schedules and sudden occurrences (like Chanyeol’s call just now), there wasn’t always much time left even for a secret relationship.
“That’s okay,” you look at him, a devious grin slowly spreading across your face. “Pick a number between one and ten,” you say slyly.
“What? Oh, um, two,” he looks up, an expression of confusion overtaking his face. “Why?”
You start giggling for a moment, before whispering quietly into his ear, “You have two minutes to make out with me, in any way that you want.”
A panicked expression pains his face, a soft whimper escaping his lips. “No, no, no, no, no, that’s not fair, that’s not fair, ask me again,” he starts pressing his palm against the curve of your neck, his eyes growing hooded.
“You’re ten seconds in,” you whisper, sending him into a frenzy.
He doesn’t take another moment of hesitation before he pushes his lips against yours.
He’s completely melted into your love. He presses against you, leaving small pecks and long kisses all over your mouth. His hands pull your legs in closer, then proceeding to slowly follow the curve of your waist until he reaches the brim of your collarbone. His soft lips demand yours to part, his teeth slowly making their way to your bottom lip. He’s biting and sucking on you, soft groans escaping his parted mouth and bringing music to your ears. He invites his tongue into your mouth, a sloppy mess forcing a quiet moan to escape you. His fingers make their way around your neck and up to your jaw, his grip firmly bringing you closer to him as if there wasn’t anymore space left between you both already.
“I love you, I love you so much,” he mumbled between kisses, though half of these words were more of a slurred, distracted speech.
His intensifying breathing pattern grows heavy and uneven, the only thought going through his mind being fuck, I’ve missed you so fucking much. You don’t know just how long he’d waited for this, but damn, it felt good.
“Time’s up!” you pull back giggling, watching his darkened eyes make a fuss out of your movements.
“Two minutes is not enough, let me pick another number,” he whines, making you laugh lightly in amusement.
“Baek, you really should go inside before Chan comes out looking for you,” you smirk.
“Ten minutes, I want ten minutes,” he pleads once more, but the slyness on your face tells him he’d have no chance. “I don’t get to see you often already as it is!”
You place your hand lightly on his cheek, your thumb sliding over his cheekbone. He lifts his hand and places it over yours, and you can see the desperation growing stronger in his expression.
But Baekhyun wouldn’t dare do anything to you without your permission.
“Give me your phone,” you say quietly.
“Why?”
“Give it, unlocked.”
He hands over the phone, anxiously waiting for you to give him another green light.
“Hmm,” you think, your thumbs searching through his messages, finally reaching Chanyeol’s number.
“Pick a number between ten and twenty,” you smile.
“A hundred!”
You break out in a laugh, and type something down into his phone, then returning it to him shortly after.
“What did you do?” He asks, studying the words on his screen.
“I just bought us a bit more time, and said you’re stuck in traffic.”
His eyes gleamed in absolute delight, a wide smile growing across his face.
Fuck, he was so beautiful.
“Now what?” He looks at you with eager eyes.
“Given I probably won’t see you for a couple days again, kiss me and don't stop. Oh, and by the way,” you subtly motion your head towards your backseat, “I made sure to tint my windows and clean the back seats for… you.”
He doesn’t hesitate to pull you into him, your giggles fading out into one of the most passionate love sessions you’ve ever experienced in your life.
On the dashboard, the ice cream slowly melts its way down to a mere puddle of tasty delight.
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Summary: It’s not homewrecking if he is the one who wants it, is it?
Word Count: 2.5k
Pairing: Sehun x Reader
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Cheating, Infidelity, Size Kink
The end of year Christmas party. A time to let loose and celebrate all that you achieved over the course of the year. Marking the beginning of a much needed two week break, you always looked forward to this night. There was so much fun to be had every year, as everyone in the company finally put down the corporate cosplay they wore all year to get absolutely wasted, and dance the night away.
This year is no different, you are already several glasses of champagne deep when you are tapped on the shoulder by someone behind you. Picking up your glass, you turn to greet who is behind you, and you feel your breath catch in your throat as you make eye contact with him.
Sehun. He is one of your colleagues, he works in the same department as you. You get along well, maybe a little too much, there is an unspoken chemistry between you, one that has never been acted on, due to Sehun being engaged and due to wed in the first half of next year.
“Hi, Sehunnie,” You beam at him, only realising now that your words are a little slurred, “I wasn’t sure if you were coming!”
Sehun hails the bartender to pour him a glass before turning back to you, “I wouldn’t miss it,” He replies, “It’s the best night of the year.”
“You came alone?” You ask, glancing behind him to see his fiancee is nowhere to be seen, when she is usually hanging off him at every work event.
“I did,” He nods, “She’s out of town for the weekend for her own work function.”
You try not to notice the glint in his eyes as he says this, or focus on his lips as he tips his head back to scull the drink in his hand. You turn to grab yourself another glass, needing something to try and take your mind off the thick, tension filled air around you.
“Care to dance?” Sehun asks as he picks up another drink, “Can’t just stand here and drink all night now, can we?”
You shake your head with a playful roll of your eyes, but nod in agreement. You two are close, and everyone else at the company knows it, so seeing you two together is nothing new and nothing to be suspicious of. You aren’t breaking any rules by dancing with him, though you know that if his fiancee was here, she definitely wouldn���t leave him alone for a second.
He looks so handsome under the dimmed lights, strobe effects bouncing off the floor, giving you fleeting views of his silhouette, long legs, wide shoulders, he is so tall, even in your 6-inch heels he still towers over you. You two have fun, dancing and drinking, and getting a little bit too close for just friends. You aren’t sure at what point his large hands end up on your waist, or when you begin to grind back into him, practically glued together, fuck, is it getting hot in here, or is it just Sehun’s body up against yours? He’s engaged, you keep repeating it in your mind, as you feel the cool of his engagement ring - he’s that kind of guy, both he and his fiancee have matching rings - against your skin, your dress has cutouts at the waist, so no surprise that is where Sehun’s hands are.
“Sehun,” You sigh breathlessly, only loud enough for him to hear, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
It’s true, you know it, but truth be told, you don’t want him to stop, not for a second. Guilt plagues you only for a fleeting moment before it is gone, too focused on the fact that instead of pushing you away, Sehun pulls you closer to him, leaning down so that he can whisper in your ear. His breath is hot, and it sends shivers down your spine.
“Where’s the fun in that?” He asks, “Although maybe we should go somewhere more private?”
The realisation hits you, and you feel your knees wobbling, threatening to give out. It has been years now, the tension between you, never acted on and never spoken, but now the offer is there, and you are so fucking willing to take the chance, whether it makes you a homewrecker or not, you don’t give a fuck anymore.
“My place?” You offer, “I can call a cab.”
You turn around to face him, your face is flushed from the alcohol and from the hours of dancing, though Sehun still looks a million dollars, as he always does.
“Please do,” He replies, his voice is a little hoarse, and it only turns you on further, “Nobody’s gonna notice if we slip out now.”
You do exactly that, prying yourself away from him to act inconspicuous, though you don’t think anyone would expect this of you, there is no way you would take that chance. The taxi that you booked arrives in minutes, so you aren’t left out in the cold for long, soon seated beside Sehun in the back of the car, giving your address to the driver as Sehun’s hand rests on your thigh. You don’t live too far from the venue, and for that you are grateful, because with every passing moment you feel more and more like you are going to break.
Sehun pays for the cab, much to your dismay, but with a pointed look from him you are instantly silenced and not willing to put up a fight, instead thanking him, and then the driver before you exit the car. You lead Sehun up to the elevator inside your building, riding it up to the 10th floor, where you get off and walk down the hallway to your apartment. It’s nothing much, it is a peak single person living space studio apartment. It is nice, you won’t lie, but there is nothing super exciting about it, it’s just like every other apartment in Seoul. Though you aren’t here to impress Sehun with your living quarters, and he couldn't care less about that anyway, as he has you pressed up against the door as soon as you are both inside.
“Is this private enough?” You ask, all but forgetting about his fiancee, only thinking about him and how badly you want him right now.
“It’s perfect,” He murmurs as he reaches down to grab under your thighs, lifting you up off the floor, you cross your ankles around his back, “But I think I need to get you naked now.”
He is so strong, easily carrying you down to where your bed is, and not so carefully throwing you down onto the mattress. He follows you onto the bed, and you grab him by the collar to make him kiss you again, fingers working at the buttons on his shirt, begging to free him from the material. He reaches around to your back, finding your dress zipper to pull down, and you sit up so that he can pull the fabric from your body just as you push his shirt off his shoulders and he allows it to fall down his arms.
Sehun’s body is ethereal, you are so drawn to him, tracing shapes all over his skin as you work your way down to his pants, unbuckling his belt just as he reaches down to help you, leaving you both in nothing but underwear, though that won’t be for long. Sehun guides you further up the bed, resting your head amongst the pillows, gazing up at him as he leans down to kiss you again.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” He growls, reaching under you to unclasp your bra, “You’re so fucking sexy.”
You lean up to let him take your bra off, and use the opportunity to hook your fingers into his underwear, pulling them down and freeing his hard… and very large cock. Your mouth waters at the sight, and Sehun catches you so brazenly staring.
“You want something?” He teases you as he tugs your own panties down, “All you need to do is ask.”
“I want to taste you, Sehun,” You breathe, “Please, please let me suck your cock.”
Sehun groans as he rolls over onto his back, he puts his hands behind his head and stares down at you as you position yourself between his legs. His cock looks so much bigger now so close to you, and you eye it off with a desperate need to fit in as much as you can.
You lean down, wrapping your hand around the base of his shaft to admire it, your hand is dwarfed in size by comparison, and you move to close your mouth around the tip. The sound that he makes is heavenly, and you chase it by moving further down. You hollow your cheeks to take him deeper, and he hits the back of your throat before you even reach your hand. You look up at him through your lashes to see him staring you down, eyes dazed as you begin to bob your head, trying to figure out exactly how he likes it, which you work out pretty fast. He runs his fingers through your hair, ruining the style but you couldn’t care less, too focused on pleasuring him, getting off to it yourself, obsessed with the way that you’re making him feel.
“You look so tiny with your mouth full of my cock,” Sehun moans, tugging a little harder on your hair as you gag on him, “I like that, you look so innocent, it’s driving me crazy.”
You force yourself down further, taking him down your throat so far you feel you might puke, pulling off with a pop as you feel his cock twitch, saliva stringing from your lips. You kiss up Sehun’s stomach and chest, along his jawline until you reach his lips again, his hands settling once more on your waist, he is obsessed with your curves and you instinctively grind down on his cock, wanting so badly to have him inside of you.
“Can’t help that you’re so much bigger than me,” You mumble against his lips, gasping as his cock twitches against your clit, “But I like it too, I like that you can do anything you want to me.”
Sehun does exactly that, lifting you up with one hand, and using his other to guide his cock to your hole, and helping you lower yourself down onto him. The stretch is intense, burning as you take in the first few inches, breathing heavily to try and remain calm, loving the feeling and the expression on Sehun’s face, brows furrowed as he feels you contract around him. It takes a little to lower yourself down as far as you can go, feeling your stomach bulge from the pressure, you splay your hand over it to experience it better.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Sehun hisses, moving a hand from your waist to feel it too, “You’re filled completely, with cock still left to go.”
You glance down to see what he means, and you realise that even with the tip hitting your cervix, the base of his cock is still visible, not fitting in. You lift your hips before dropping down again, trying to find a good rhythm to ride him in, letting him help out, his strength unmatched, he fucks you with ease.
Soon though your thighs grow tired, and Sehun notices this, pulling out of you to flip you over onto your back, from there guiding one of your legs up, your ankle resting on his shoulder. He thrusts into you harshly, without warning, the angle has him hitting even deeper, you almost pass out from the force. You worry you might get a noise complaint as you don’t hold back at all, the years of pining for this insanely hot man are finally at an end, in a turn of events that you had never expected to happen.
“Harder, Sehun,” You cry, “Harder, please!”
You are probably a little crazy, asking for that, as he is already fucking you so intensely you fear that you may pass out, but you are drunk, and so close to orgasm, that if you passed out straight after, you wouldn’t care anyway. You are sure that you are going to bruise but that is fine, you want to remember this when you wake up with a hangover, knowing that this is only going to happen once, you need to make it worth it.
Sehun obliges your request, leaning down to kiss you, lifting your other leg up so that your knees are by your ears, you had no idea you were this flexible, but you are grateful that you haven’t broken. Your cunt begins to clench, just as Sehun gets close too, and you know that you are both about to peak in sync, only getting you there faster. Your orgasm washes over you, and you moan louder than you thought that you could. Sehun follows closely behind, kissing you harder to try and quieten you both, moaning into your mouth which is so much hotter than you could have imagined. He fills you up, splattering your insides until you begin to leak, unable to take anymore. It is so hot, and you wish it wouldn’t end, but it does, and Sehun slows down to a complete stop, pulling out of you and rolling over onto his back.
“Wow,” He sighs, tilting his head to face you as he cards his fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead, “That couldn’t have been better.”
It makes you blush, as reality sets in and you glance at the ring on his finger. You fucked an engaged man, and you don’t regret it at all, which makes you hate yourself, just a bit. Sehun sits up to begin dressing himself, you should have figured that he wasn’t going to stay. It is okay though, you lived out a fantasy, one you are sure not to forget.
“I needed that,” You reply, sitting up to pull a tshirt over your head, one of the oversized ones you had thrown on the floor the day before, “Get home safe, okay?”
Sehun smiles at you, leaning down to kiss you on the forehead before he picks up his phone to call a cab, and you follow him down your short hallway to see him out. You are so ready for a shower and then sleep, feeling his cum as it begins to drip down your legs, a not so pleasant reminder of the very pleasant encounter you just had with your taken coworker.
“I will,” He promises as you reach to unlock the door, “I’ll see you in a couple of weeks. I hope you enjoy your break.”
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