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traxxmatic · 2 years

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Day 56 of waiting for sub heizou studysjsbnsns no pressure seriously I just simp

Sub! Heizou x GN Dom! Reader

A\N: It was tempting to wait full 56 days to write this, but i’m not that petty, I was just busy. Hope you enjoy.

Warnings: nsfw, overstim, slight degradation, spanking, leash play, anal sex, cock stands for strap\cock as usual.

Wordcount: 3k

I don’t think there needs to be a lot of analysis to justify Heizou being a sub, it’s fairly intentionally in your face in both hangout and ahem, birthday “yawning” art, because that’s the most most obvious bottom “O-face” since Gorou’s “moaning and tearing up over the bowl of onions” emoji.

Like in two endings he straight up says out loud his confidence is partly a facade and he’d really love for someone else to sometimes step up and take the charge, but no one does bc ppl think he’s too smart.

”Haha, well, as you might see, I’m a little less confident than people might think.”

“And everyone around me thinks I’m so smart that I should be able to handle every case on my own.<...> But you’re different. Unlike them, you don’t have that kind of prejudice towards me. <...> So I’d like you to decide whether we should expose the truth or not.”

He’s not a pushover and he’s not a pillow princess-y type, but he’s also not a brat. He’ll encourage you to take the lead and won’t criticize your choices, but he will *evaluate them*.

First of all, on how well you’re keeping up with his hyperactive ADHD goblin nature, and second, he’ll leave the unspoken puzzle and see if you’ll manage to figure it out.

He’s open for experimentation and fairly shameless, but how far he’ll go pretty much depends on if he judges you competent enough for this.

Like, meeting him in the hangout starts with him openly calling Traveler “so dreamy”, and then he lets the Traveler decide what course of action to take, but only divulges hidden information after the Traveler showed that they have a deeper understanding of a situation and connected several puzzle dots themselves.

His inner conflict is when it’s immoral or not to withhold information and does it depend on how capable a person given this information is. The law does not really factor into this, Heizou will act on his own principles instead.

Like in the hangout case he only tells the Traveler that he will follow their choice (see above) after the Traveler presents him with the evidence and proves they have sound judgment.

So he’d *LIKE* to let someone else make decisions, but he wants to make sure that someone else is qualified. So he won’t like outright lie, but he will withhold context if you don’t show him that you get it.

Then he can get quite clingy, like telling Traveler that he’d love to have them as a partner all the time, haha he’s joking, he wouldn’t want to be so greedy…UNLESS???

In a situation where he does trust the other person’s competence, he likes to feel helpless, overpowered and needy, if you indulge him in it. His ideal situation is where you understand that he’s smart and capable himself and he doesn’t strictly need you to take charge, but would enjoy it.

He wants to have fun without anyone making it too weird, and he wants to know you have a clear head on your shoulders, that’s it.

One day while you’re walking down the street near your home, a group of obvious miscreants runs by and a young man in white shirt and brown shorts follows them. The last of ruffians shoves him while they’re running past you and you catch him to stop him from hitting a corner of a house with his head. When the bandit looks back, you instinctively shield a man in your arms with your shoulder, and the bandit obviously judges it not worth the trouble, runs away.

When you look at the man you’re holding, he’s looking up at you with a wide smile, bright green eyes twinkling.

“Oh, thank you, my savior!”

“I didn’t do anything,” you say, putting him upright. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, sure, I’m fine!” he suddenly pauses, looks you over and says in a weaker tone, leaning into you. “I mean, I’m a little not fine, nothing major, but perhaps if someone could look after me for just a little bit?...”

You take him to get coffee just to keep an eye on him and end up talking for hours. His name is Heizou, he’s flirty, fun and cute, has ruffled mauve hair and little twin moles under his eyes, asks more questions than he’d like to answer about himself, wears a choker and a shirt that leaves his sides bare, and would very obviously love to get dommed from how he talks to you. But you cannot in good conscience take advantage of him now, because his eagerness might be an effect from the shock, so you let him go.

Day later you talk with a neighbor and he mentions how the young detective who from his words meets Heizou’s description just caught a group of pickpockets.

“Detective, huh?” you ask out loud, and some things that didn’t make sense before fall into place. Like an exaggerated weak affect and how eagerly he pushed himself on you.

Couple of days after you walk into a confrontation in one of the secluded courtyards on the way to your home. There’s Heizou and opposite of him a group headed by the large white-haired oni. It looks incredibly awkward and staged.

“Oh, it’s my savior again!” Heizou says coquettishly, smiling at you. “Hello there! It seems you’re just in time to save me once again.”

“From what?” you say calmly, crossing your arms.

“From being mugged, of course.”

“So these guys need to be arrested, huh?”

A tall oni starts shifting nervously, looking back and forth from you to Heizou.

“Hey, hey, we didn’t agree on…”

A green-haired woman elbows him and he stumbles.

“I mean, you can’t arrest us, we’re big bad bandits, rawr!”

You ignore him, looking Heizou straight in the eyes. He pauses for a second, then pretends to be fainting in your direction. You catch him, rolling your eyes. Green-haired woman punches the oni in his side and they run away with the entire group.

“Oh, thank you,” Heizou says, looking artistically disheveled in your arms.

“No problem, Detective,” you say coldly and he tenses, straightens up.

“So you know…”

“Yeah. And I don’t appreciate being played for a fool.”

“Listen, it’s not like that… It’s just that I... I wanted you to treat me like a sub, but you didn’t do anything after we first met, and I thought maybe if you see me in an even weaker state...”

“I didn’t do anything because you seemed too irrational from shock. If you just told me the truth that you’re detective and were fine, you’d be spread on my bed few nights ago.“

He blushes, but his green eyes light up.

“I would? Oh, I mean, I am fine and we cleared the misunderstandings, so?... Um? About spreading?“

You shake your head, narrowing your eyes.

“Only come to me if you’re ready to drop your bullshit. I’m sure you can figure out how to find me, Detective.“

“Hey there!” he’s bouncing on your threshold a day after with the widest obnoxious smile, and you wouldn’t see the tinge of nervousness under it if you weren't paying attention. “So you said I can come if I dropped the bullshit and um, you can pat me over, including cavity search if you want, to make sure I haven’t got any on me”

You roll your eyes, hooking your fingers under his choker, pull him close and kiss him. He stumbles for a second, but then melts, throws his arms around your neck and presses against you. You can feel him getting hard as you pull him towards the bedroom and then throw him roughly onto the bed. He looks up, his green eyes sparkling in delight.

“Cavity search?” you say incredulously, crawling over him to slide your hands under his shirt and pulling off both of his layers. “That was terrible.”

“I know, I know, I panicked,” he moves his arms to help you get the shirt off, then pulls frantically at the ties of the armguards. “I was going to say you have a search warrant, but somehow it turned into a cavity search.”

“You’re lucky you’re so cute,” you grin against his cheek and pull his pants and underwear off in one smooth motion. He gasps, and when you grab his ankles and forcefully spread his legs, he blushes but looks you straight in the eye, already fully hard and breathless in excitement.

“I am? I mean, of course I am, but do tell me more about it.”

You kiss him instead, roam your hands over his slender body, and he arches under you, moans against your mouth. You slide your hand down, close it over hard, twitching cock and he whines, bucks his hips against your palm.

“Oh yeah,” he whispers feverishly. “Yes... Don’t be afraid to treat me rough…”

“Oh trust me, I won’t,” you grope his leaking cock and balls in your hand, firmly like you own them, and he whines sweetly, looking up at you with excitement in half-narrowed eyes. When you slide your hand down and circle his entrance, he comes immediately, pressing himself against you.

You chuckle, kissing him.

“In my defense, I spent some long nights imagining you touching me, so I’m not taking criticisms on how quick I came,“ he mutters, squirming under you, cheeks blushing brightly.

You grin and stand up, moving away.

“Well, you’re not getting away that easily, kitten. I’ll be back shortly.“

When you walk back to the bed, he has finished taking off the last piece of the guard and is waiting for you, naked except for the elbow-high fishnet gloves and a choker.

“I have something that I think you would like,” you smirk, showing him a leash and he gasps, visibly lighting up.

“Have you thought about becoming a detective yourself? That’s spot on.”

“It wasn’t a very hard deduction to make,” you hook your fingers under his choker, lifting him up, and he follows, grinning under the bitten lip. He’s so lovely in how blushing and eager he is while you’re closing the leash on his neck, looking up at you from under the ruffled bangs.

You turn him around, so that he leans against the bedrest and he giggles, settling down on his knees.

“Oh, great, I wasn’t sure how to breach the subject of… consequences of being naughty.”

“You don’t try playing hard to get, do you?” you grin, slide your hand from his intentionally arched back to caress smooth skin of the perky ass, obviously and eagerly presented for you.

“No, why, would you want me to?” he shoots you a sharp glance over the shoulder, analytical even now.

“No,” you say pleasantly and slap his ass, hard. He gasps, shudders, but arches even more, presses quickly reddening, tender flesh harder against your hand. You spread him and run your fingers between his legs.“I like it when you’re being open.”

“I don’t see the point in denying the obvious,” he says, still sounding mostly collected, if a little breathless in excitement. “And if I don’t show what I want, how will I get it?”

You strike his ass again, several times in a row, until it’s blooming red and he’s whining quiet and sweet, then you stroke it.

“Very logical of you,” you say, squeezing his sensitive ass while he’s squirming needily under your hands, and kiss the sharp curve of his shoulder, move his ruffled hair aside and get to his neck. “Unlike the stunt you tried to pull earlier.”

“Oh well, I miscalculated,” he says airly. “And it’s not as if I was trying to deceive you, it’s that I know that once people hear who I am they misjudge… the way I’d want to be treated. So I just wanted to make sure you get the right impression.”

You tug on the leash, pulling him close, his back against your chest. He gasps, arches his back and rubs his ass against you.

“Or you could’ve just said so honestly, you dumbass,” you run your hand over his chest down, close it over his cock and kiss him, still tugging on the leash. He kisses you back, eager and a little sloppy, rocks his hips, rutting against your palm.

“Well, taking your advice on speaking openly,” he whispers breathlessly after breaking a kiss, his eyelashes fluttering against your cheek. “I’m close again and I want to come from you fucking me.”

“Good boy.”

You pull him into your lap, over the strap\cock, and he squirms, straddling your knees. You catch his chin, while he’s lowering himself over onto the head of your cock, make him meet your eyes, his own hazy green, cheeks bright in blush, pink lips half-open and taking short feverish breaths. You put your hands on his hips and push him all the way down until you’re fully buried in him, and he moans, shuddering and arching in your arms.

“Ah! Oh yes, yeah, like that, oh fuck…”

He rides you, his hips moving rhythmically and his hard cock bouncing against his stomach, but when you close your hand over it, he whines, digs his fingers into your shoulders.

“Please, no, I’ll come too soon if you touch me…”

You let him go and chuckle, pepper kisses over his neck, chest, lick over his pink hardened nipple, while he’s whimpering pleas and fucking himself on your cock.

“You’re really such a slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes, fuck, I love it, I love how your cock feels inside of me, please…”

You tug on his leash, making him arch, suck on the tender juncture between his shoulder and neck. He comes just like that, screaming, his movements turning frantic. You push him down on his back, roll over him without taking your cock out.

“Can you take any more, kitten?”

“Yes.. yes, please keep fucking me,” he’s trembling under you, but says this firmly, looks you in the eye without hesitation, his ass clenching around you. “Use me like I’m your toy…”

You lift his legs up, pressing his knees against his chest, exposing his ass and thighs, still pink from spanking. You can see his oversensitive red cock getting hard just from being spread and exposed like that, and when you thrust deeply into him, he screams and tries to lift himself off the bed, writhing under you. You grip his hips and fuck him hard, hitting his prostate, until his mouth is going slack and his eyes roll over, his pleas turn into incoherent moans and whimpers.

You lean down, cock buried deep inside him, kiss the corner of his mouth. He whines, his arms tightening around your shoulders and his hips rolling to take you even deeper.

“You've been very good, kitten,” you whisper against his parted lips, his green eyes glittering with held tears. “Come for me, baby.”

He comes after a few thrusts, clutching at you, and you fuck him through it until he goes limp. Then you slide out of him, let him curl against you, his chest heaving, trying to catch his breath. You hold him and gently stroke his hair until he stops shivering, giving him time to come to senses before you’ll move to clean up.

“How fast will you want me to leave?” he asks, quietly, but his voice is firm, neutral. “I know I can be annoying in large doses, so if you need me to get out, I can…”

You silence him with a kiss, slow and sweet to calm him down. “It’s okay, kitten, you don’t annoy me. Don’t worry about it, just rest.”

He freezes for a second and then suddenly presses himself desperately against you, clutches at your shoulders. You stroke his hair, neck, sharp knobs of his spine soothingly, whisper sweet nothings in his ear until his body relaxes. He rubs his cheek against your chest and looks up with a cheeky grin.

“I am lucky that I’m cute, huh?”

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traxxmatic · 2 years

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Hey, I got a bit uncomfortable because for the taehyun and hueningkai smut you wrote you used a picture from when they were minors. I know it might not seem like a big deal but it looks like you're sexualisimg minors, and they've both been adults for a while so why not choose a pic where they're both adults? They've always been good looking but seeing pics of minors attached to adult content is a point im not so comfortable with and idk why ppl do it. Sorry. /g

hi! i just looked up a picture of the two online and tried to find one that would crop well. i also didn’t mean to sexualize the picture, i just wanted to put one there to try and mimic the style of my other posts. tbh i don’t remember which pictures are from which age so i was unaware that they were minors. i also put the post together in a rush since ive closed my account and don’t have much time for finding the best photo for my post. the picture has since been taken off the post, and i apologize for making you feel uncomfortable as it was not my intention.

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traxxmatic · 2 years

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live a little

@dulceamar new year fic collab

(that is unfinished, not proof read, and 9 months late)

taehyun x hueningkai x reader

smut | warnings: UNFINISHED (summary for ending at the end), gn!reader, sub!kai, tyun and reader are both doms?, oral (male receiving), alcohol consumption, tyun watches | word count: 3668 (give or take)

this wasn’t what you had hoped for. this was, actually, the worst possible outcome. remember when people told you to “hope for the best” and “not focus on the bad possibilities?” yeah, well that was total bull shit.

it’s stupid, really; how you stopped being friends with taehyun and hueningkai. you’ve known them since middle school. they were always the ones you gravitated towards. while all the other kids drew penises on the gym walls, you three actually… weren’t menaces to society? sure, you and kai weren’t the perfect students (while taehyun was getting straight A’s), but none of you did shit to get on your teachers nerves. you payed attention in class, did the homework, and didn’t skip class. yeah, you were pretty average students, but compared to the other immature kids around you, kai and hyun were your saving grace. they really… got you? you were all a bit more mature compared to other kids your age. they stuck with you to high school. again, some pretty immature idiots surrounded you three, which made your bond even stronger. when you think about it really, each of you individually excelled where the other two lacked. taehyun always tried to help you and kai get better grades.

“thanks, but no thanks. im just gonna do the homework and hope for the best on the final,” you said packing your things to head home for the day.

“same. maybe if inspiration strikes i might study a little bit, but let’s be honest, that’s not gonna happen,” kai said as he followed your actions.

“whatever. when you both get C’s on your finals don’t come crying to me,” taehyun said walking away from your desks.

you would always try to get taehyun to be more daring; ya know, be a teenager.

“come on, hyun. seriously, what could possibly go wrong,” you tugged on taehyuns sleeve.

“what could possibly go wrong?!” taehyun stared at you and kai with wide eyes. “kai you’re going with them? you’re asking me to go to an abandoned water park. you know what could go wrong? let’s see… there could be dangerous animals and bugs that could kill us. there could be infectious materials that could send us to the hospital. there could be… NO! there WILL be lots of bacteria that could possibly give us diseases-“

“whatever! kai and i will go by ourselves then,” you cut taehyun off, tired of hearing his logical excuses.

“fine. i’ll go with you.”

“i thought you just said you wouldn’t go?!” you yelled as you hit taehyuns arm.

“well i don’t want to feel left out. but if you and kai end up doing some stupid shit while we’re there i swear to god-.”

kai was in touch with his soft side, and was always there for you and taehyun whenever you needed help emotionally.

“kai…” you sniffled watching kai put his earbuds in so he could hear you better.

“y/n… it’s three in the morning? what’s wrong bub?” you could see you woke kai up with your facetime call, which made you begin to cry again.

“i’m sorry for waking you… i can talk about this when you wake up later if you want...”

“no, no. it’s okay, trust me. i don’t know what’s going on. you can tell me everything, or nothing if you want. just know that im here whenever.”

overall, you three were the perfect matches. how could you ever be separated? how could you stop being friends with each other?

well, to put in simply, once you all made it to college you sorta just… fell apart? your schedules never matched up with all of you having jobs and different class schedules. little by little, each of you started to gain new friends.

new friends who’s schedules matched with yours.

new friends who didn’t click as well as taehyun and kai did.

new friends who you weren’t undeniably in love with.

you don’t know when it started. from what you can remember, you came to terms with your crushes on both taehyun and kai around 11th grade. you weren’t sure whether you liked them separately… or together. does that even make sense? your feelings are… weird. you weren’t sure if you would be satisfied with dating just one of them. you wanted both, but not in a cheating sort of way? as an 11th grader, you had no clue what your feelings were. you had no idea if they were normal, if they had a name; all you knew was you wanted to date both of your best friends. now, as a sophomore in college, you understood your feelings. you came to terms with your feelings. you just realized too late. you were polyamorous, yes, but you had lost the boys you were in love with.

——————

you didn’t want to go to a new years party. at least, that’s what you told yourself. your ‘friends’ forced you to go though, telling you “it will be fun,” and “it will be good for you to go out and live a little.”

‘live a little.’ reminds you of your days forcing taehyun to be a bit more risky in life.

“fine. i’ll go.”

you hated how the conversation reminded you so much of kai and taehyun. you hated how much you sounded like taehyun right now. weren’t you the one who used to beg others to go do things? what happened?

——————

just like you imaged, this party wasn’t all very ‘fun.’ your ‘friends’ are all drunk and are no where to be found.

‘they’re all probably sleeping with people by now.’ it was only 10, but you wouldn’t be surprised. the party is, huge to say the least. it’s being held at the biggest frat house you have ever seen, and you’ve seen quite a few movies with college parties. a three story house with a huge pool in the back, base-boosted music played both inside and outside. yup, it’s just like the movies.

you sat on the stairs connecting the second and third floors, red solo cup in hand. hey, might as well enjoy the free drinks while you’re here. with no one to talk to, you scrolled on your phone, trying to ignore the couple making out just a few feet in front of you. best part about this frat house: the amount of bedrooms. the couple would likely be occupying one in no time.

“the music they play here is awful,” you mutter to yourself unconsciously.

“i know right.”

well you definitely weren’t expecting a reply. you look up quickly in shock to see taehyun. your eyes widen, not expecting to see him at all, let alone at a party.

“i didn’t think you would be one for parties mr. kang.” you try not to let your nervousness show. you didn’t want to make things awkward between you two. sure, it’s only been a few months since you last talked, but it’s felt like forever. plus, your feelings are still very strong for both kai and taehyun. just seeing him makes your heart rate speed up.

“oh trust me, im not. but someone i used to know used to tell me to ‘live a little’ all the time. i figured i would give it a try.” his shoulder was resting against the wall, and he, too, had a red solo cup in his hand. “do you mind if i have a seat?”

you shook your head and put your phone away. taehyun sat an awkwardly far distance away, but you don’t blame him. at this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if taehyun is a whole different person from when you last spoke. college can really do that to you; give you a reality check. who you truly are, who you want to hang around, what your intentions in life are. it all happens so fast once you enter college.

“have you spoken to kai recently?” you’re genuinely curious about kai. you miss him like hell. you’ve felt very… down lately, to say the least. you don’t feel like yourself around the people you now call your ‘friends,’ and you miss being able to rant to kai. you really wish he was still in your life.

“actually, i have. he’s here, at the party. when did you last speak to him?” taehyun took a sip from his cup, looking into your eyes. you unconsciously began to stare back. his eyes are so beautiful and captivating. it felt like once you began staring you could never look away. something about his eyes tonight… they were different. they were, darker?

“is this a bad time to interrupt?” you quickly looked away from taehyuns eyes at the sound of another voice speaking to you. you look over to see the the man of the conversation, hueningkai.

‘jesus fucking christ the universe must really hate me right now,’ you thought to yourself. as if it couldn’t get any faster, your heart starts to feel as if it will beat out of your chest at any moment.

“nope, we were just talking about you,” taehyun replies.

“ah i see. i hope it was all good things. mind if i join you two?”

you didn’t notice that you were staring until kai turned his gaze away from taehyun and towards you. you quickly begin shaking your head.

“please, go ahead.” you can definitely hear your nervousness in your voice now.

kai sits down two stairs in front of you and taehyun, moving his body so his legs rest on the same step to make looking at you two easier. an awkward silence rises between you three. just as you were about to try and break it, kai beats you to it.

“i miss you guys. like, a lot. the people i hang out with now just aren’t the same as you guys. i really wanna try to hang out together again.”

it was shockingly straight forward, but you felt the same way.

“same.” you look over at taehyun who’s eyes are glued to kai. it seems like kai was under the same sort of spell you were, because they both stared into each other’s eyes until you spoke.

“yeah. i didn’t want to make it all awkward but i fucking miss you guys.” kai and taehyun snap out of their dazes and look at you. you aren’t sure who to look at, so your eyes switch from between the two. like taehyun, kai’s eyes where different than usual. they gave off the same aura that taehyuns did. dark, sultry, and somewhat full of lust. you’re unsure as to whether it was your feelings, your arousal, or your 4th drink telling you their eyes were different, but god did they both look good. you could tell taehyun had worked out a lot more lately, his biceps bigger than from when you last saw him. kai had bleached his hair, and honestly, it looked really good on him. you tried to push down your feelings while in the conversation, but when they both looked so good, it was impossible.

——————

you’re unsure how you got here, but after a few more drinks, you, taehyun, and kai were playing a game of truth or dare. it was to ‘catch up’ as you had put it, or, as the 7th cup of whatever alcohol you had put it. you hoped it would go as planned. everyone says that a game of truth or dare starts off boring, but as time goes on it gets spicer. god, did you hope that applied here.

you spun the empty bottle on the step no one sat on. taehyun.

“truth or dare?” you asked looking from the bottle to taehyun.

“truth. let’s test the waters before we go picking dare,” he said leaning his back against the railing and crossing his arms.

“alright but i warned you, i’m not asking any wimpy questions,” you also leaned back into the wall, giving him a small smirk. “have you slept with anyone in the last few months?”

you could hear kai lightly choke on his drink, clearly surprised by your question. your eyes never left taehyun though. you watched as his eyebrows initially raised at the question, but he quickly put a smirk on his lips.

“i have.”

you’re unsure what you were hoping to hear, but you’re sure it wasn’t that. your heart slightly broke hearing his words, but another sip of your drink and that feeling went away. you played off your feelings with a laugh.

“damn. cocky now, are we?” the sly grin returning to your face. all taehyun did was chuckle before reaching down to spin the bottle. kai.

you both look down at kai to see him blushing like crazy. like yours earlier, kai’s eyes switched between you and taehyun. he looked very… small.

“alright, kai. truth or dare?” taehyun’s tone was slightly seductive in a way. his head rose slightly as if to intimidate kai.

“u-uhm… truth.” you could hear the nervousness in kai’s voice, now.

“are you still a virgin?” taehyun moved his upper body to come closer to kai’s face, kai’s cheeks becoming even redder.

“y-yah! what kind of question is that… yes.” the last word came out like a whisper, but it was audible. kai couldn’t look at taehyun in the eyes anymore, his face moving down, eyes suddenly finding his drink very interesting.

you watched the entire scene play out, unsure whether to be jealous, joyous, or extremely turned on.

“my turn,” kai suddenly bursted out.

he quickly spun the bottle. y/n. how perfect, everyone gets a turn.

“truth or dare?”

you looked both boys in the eyes; “dare.”

taehyun whistles, breaking eye contact with you. “you always have to be the dare devil, don’t you?”

you smile at what you took as a compliment.

“uhm, i don’t know… i dare you to… kiss taehyun?”

both you and taehyun look at kai with wide eyes.

“w-what. was that a bad dare?” kai’s eyes also widened, the blush that had left his cheeks returning.

“no, it wasn’t,” you hear taehyun say. you look to see him smirking at you again. “let’s see if the dare devil is up for the challenge.”

oh this boy. you mirrored his smirk and leaned your head forward, raising your eyebrows to challenge him. taehyun followed in moving his head forward, your faces now inches apart. before you knew it, you crashed your lips onto taehyun’s. your lips moved rhythmically against his, his soft lips feeling so good against yours. you placed down your drink and moved your arms to wrap around his neck, moving your body closer to his to get into a more comfortable position. his tongue swept your bottom lip, and you granted him access to explore your mouth. your tongues danced around one another, your lips still moving perfectly against one another. you both ran out of breath too soon for your liking, breaking the kiss with a string of saliva attaching your lips. panting, you look into taehyun’s eyes as they seemed to be even darker than before. you look over to see kai, mouth parted slightly, eyes seemingly in a daze. you cleared your throat to catch his attention. he slightly shook his head at the sound, eyes snapping between you and taehyun.

“did that satisfy you, kai?” you asked half innocently and half teasingly.

more blush came onto kai’s cheeks as he nodded, eyes again finding his drink more interesting than anything else in the world.

“good.” you smirked as you grabbed the bottle and spun it again. kai.

“kai,” you started, his eyes looking up into yours. “truth or dare?” now your voice was seductive. you’re unsure where the night was taking you, but damn you weren’t regretting your actions one bit.

“truth,” he quickly spat out.

“oh come on, kai. remember what i told you about living a little. why don’t you pick dare?”

“fine… dare then, i guess…” you could hear the uneasiness in kai’s voice as he obliged.

“relax, kai. you know i won’t make you do anything crazy. how about you return the favor, hm? let me watch you kiss taehyun.” you need to take some of this alcohol home, because god was it making you feel extremely confident right now.

you could see kai swallow as his eyes widened again. you looked over at taehyun to see him staring at you, the smirk seemingly never leaving his lips. he looked over at kai who was now looking at him.

“you heard them,” taehyun raised his eyebrows as he spoke. “come here baby.” taehyun lowered himself onto the step kai was sitting on. he began to lean in as he watched kai’s eyes flutter shut. taehyun brought his free hand around the back of kai’s head, pushing kai forward for their lips to meet. kai’s eyes flew open at the action, but quickly closed them again when the kiss found a rhythm. was it normal to get this turned on watching two men make out, or is it just because the two men were also your crushes? taehyuns fingers grasped kai’s hair, the action making kai whimper quietly. the kiss was over too soon again, taehyun and kai breaking the kiss to catch their breaths. taehyun’s arm fell from kai’s hair to rest of his shoulder, the two smiling as kai quickly looked away.

“such a nice show you put on for me,” you said, sounding more seductive than ever. taehyun moved his body back to his original spot on the stairs.

“let me go.” taehyun moved his hand to spin the bottle. y/n.

“the dare devil again. are you willing to live up to your name?”

“of course. dare.” you weren’t sure what battle was going on between you and taehyun, but you sure weren’t going to lose it.

“well since everyone except for me got a show, i think it’s time i get one. i dare you to give kai head.”

this was going way better than expected. both you and kai were shocked at taehyun’s words, but kai was definitely more embarrassed about the dare.

“yah! w-when did i ever agree to this dare,” kai tries to retaliate.

“please kai, your boner isn’t doing a very good job at hiding itself. don’t you want a bit of help from our friend y/n. or do you not want their pretty lips wrapped around you?”

taehyun’s dirty words made kai shiver. sweat could visibly be seen on kai’s forehead. he quickly tried to cover his bulge with his hands, the bulky solo cup coming to his advantage.

“w-where would they even be able to do that? there’s no way we’re doing that on the stairs.”

now you lowered yourself onto the same step as kai. you wrap your arms around his neck, the same way you did to taehyun.

“baby boy, there’s a reason this house is so popular for parties. there’s so many bed rooms.” you slowly brought your face closer to kai’s until your noses were touching. he let out a shaky breath as he closed his eyes, expecting you to kiss him. instead, you grabbed his hand and quickly pulled him up, guiding him up the stairs. you found the nearest bedroom with an open door, pushing kai inside and stepping in, yourself. you waited for taehyun to enter the room before you closed the door and locked it. you slowly walked over to kai, placing your hands on his chest and moving them up behind his head. you pressed your lips against his. his lips were different than taehyun’s. kai’s lips were plumper, making sucking on them so addicting. his kiss was different too. kai submitted so easily. his tongue didn’t fight for dominance like taehyun’s. he let you take control. you walked forward, pushing kai until he stopped. knowing he met the mattress frame, you softly pushed him, but enough to make him fall back onto the mattress. you got on your knees and slowly began taking off kai’s belt. you could feel him grow more impatient by the second. after you removed his belt, you slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. with every extra second you took, you could feel kai grow needier. you removed his jeans, keeping his boxers on as an excuse to tease longer. you softly palmed kai’s member through the fabric, a long moan escaping his lips.

“p-please.” kais eyes looked into yours helplessly.

“you’re so needy baby. don’t worry, you’ll get what you want eventually, as long as you’re a good boy. will you be a good boy for me?”

the boy nodded quickly. ‘how cute,’ you thought. you removed kais boxers to reveal his long dick. the tip was red and angry, clearly in need of some attention.

“who knew the innocent, sweet kai would have such a big dick? you probably don’t even know what to do with this thing.” you quickly took the tip into your mouth, earning a mix of a moan and whine from kai. you kitten-licked his slit, causing more incoherent sounds to leave kais lips. soon, you began bobbing your head slowly, fitting as much of his dick as you could into your mouth. kai grew louder from this, not seeming to care if someone walked by and heard. not like they could if they tried; the loud, terrible music had one good quality: it was loud.

taehyun was sitting on the desk chair watching the whole scene play out. his legs were spread open as he palmed his dick through his pants. he loved the sounds kai was making. he loved how dominant you were. he loved the faces kai made when you did something he liked. he loved how you teased and toyed with kai. taehyun loved this scenario. he loved watching the two people he was in love with be so dirty for his enjoyment.

“y/n… please- i need more-“ kai could barely get any words out.

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i never finished this im so sorry.

the original plan was to make this a SUPER SLOW BURN but as i kept writing that plan changed to make it so it was quick and simple. i was going to end this where they all wake up the next morning and confess to each other and become a throuple!!

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i will be closing this account. sometime when i find the time i will post any drafts i have from collabs i never finished or other things.

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★彡 REDAMANCY IN YOUR GAZE.

SUMMARY. redamancy is a love returned in full — except you express that by staring at your lover like a madman.

CHARACTERS. xiao, venti, kazuha, heizou, zhongli, albedo, gorou, itto, scaramouche, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, kaeya.

GENRE. cotton candy fluff, little bits of crack, teeny tiny angst in kaeya’s part, established relationship.

CW. use of pet names.

THOUGHTS. weewoo, my first multi post! i may have screamed, kicked my feet in the air, and sobbed while writing this and i hope you do too <3 /pos

☆ masterlist.

XIAO turns his face away nervously. You are silent, yet your gaze speaks many volumes; volumes that he is unable to comprehend properly. What exactly should an Adeptus say to such peculiar manner of staring? Xiao clears his throat, “If you have words to spare, then spit them out.” Bold words for someone with reddening cheeks.

VENTI grins as if he had caught a thief red-handed. “Is it me or is someone awfully shameless today, hm?” Although it is clear as day that you’re not even trying to hide it, this bard sees the opportunity to tease you and he takes it in stride. As a performer, Venti is used to having eyes on him — but to receive such attention from his beloved is so much sweeter, is it not?

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the title aged like FINE WINE cause of their latest comeback. stream good boy gone bad by txt.

good boy

sub!hueningkai x dom!reader

smut / suggestive | warnings: reader is referred to as “mommy” but doesn’t necessarily state a gender, sadist!reader, edging (male receiving), oral (male receiving), dacryphilia, just smut no plot | word count: 611

“p-please mommy it h-hurts.”

kai laid on the bed, legs spread as you pumped his cock with your hands slowly. his tip was red and angry from all his denied orgasms, so much pre cum leaking from the tip anyone else would think he’s actually cum. kai’s head rested on a pillow, his mouth parted letting out high pitched whines and moans. his eyes squeezed shut from the pain of being edged for what felt like hours. his hair stuck to his forehead and his hands gripped the sheets of your bed tightly.

fuck he’s perfect. you sorta felt bad for edging him for so long; he didn’t do anything to deserve it, but edging him turned you on so much. you love when he begs you to stop from the pain, and you know he loves it too. he loves being a good boy for you; letting you get off on him whenever you like. letting you use him whenever you pleased. letting you do anything you wanted to him. he truly is the definition of a good boy. he gets pleasure out of pleasing and serving you.

you suddenly quickened your pace, catching kai off guard. he let out a loud moan, a tear falling from his eye down the side of his face.

“oh please, please, please mommy-.” his words were slurred and rushed, barely remembering to breathe from the sudden wave of pleasure. “p-please,” he breathed out again, barely audible.

“please what baby? use your words. what do you want mommy to do?” you knew he would struggle to answer back, which made this all more fun.

“please.. cum mm… need to cum… please let me.” he couldn’t go two words without needing to catch his breath. his big doe eyes stared into yours.

“tell me why i should allow you to cum baby.” you didn’t slow your pace, and it drove kai insane. his eyes rolled to the back of his head while more unholy sounds left his lips, his whole body shaking from the pleasure.

“i-i’ll… be a-a- fuck!” he screamed the curse word when you deep throated his shaft, not giving any warning. it made your eyes water, but it was worth it to hear his reaction. you removed your mouth from his cock when he stopped responding, giving his tip a light slap, to which he jerked in response.

“answer me.” kai’s eyes flew open to look at you from the loss of contact, more tears forming at the corners from his desperate state.

“i’ll be a good boy for you, please let me cum mommy. i’ll do anything you want me to just let me cu-“ a long, high pitched moan left his mouth when you took his length between your lips again. his eyes shut tightly, and his grip on the sheets tightened even more. he began to shake, this time much more violently. “f-fuck. cumming-,“ was all he managed to say before you felt his load hit the back of your throat. you bobbed your head a few more times to help him ride out his high, his body jerking slightly every time his tip reached the back of your throat. you detached your lips from his shaft and brought them to kai’s, kissing him sloppily while transferring his cum into his mouth. without needing instruction, he swallowed. you broke the kiss and laid next to the boy, pulling him into a hug.

“mm so sleepy… thank you mommy.”

“of course baby. you were such a good boy for me. i love you so much.” you wiped his tear-stained cheeks with your thumbs.

“i love you too mommy.”

authors note: no because i fucking love well behaved, sub hueningkai… something about it just makes me…….. anyways. i could totally see kai in the situation though. something about him just gives off ✨please use me any way you like energy✨. also kai saying mommy > anything else in this world.

#kpop #txt #taehyun #fanfiction #x reader #kpop fiction #hueningkai smut #hueningkai imagines #txt huening kai #txt hueningkai #txt imagines #txtsmut

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i feel bad for not posting :( i don’t have time to do anything i like anymore and im getting to the point where it’s making me really depressed. i wanna come back to writing so bad but i just can’t rn.

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school ends at the end of this month you know what that means

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title: crybaby

contents: rival! yeosang x gn! reader. angst; high school au, rivals to friends, friends to strangers. warnings: profanities, unrequited love, yeosang is a self righteous asshole

summary: you tell yeosang you’re in love with him.

word count: 0.8k

note: part 1 of my the nbhd x ateez series. impulsive post at two in the morning before i grind obey me for a few hours. crybaby is my favourite song by the neighbourhood, so do check it out <3 also, tumblr has been messing with my format so no ‘read more’ until i bother to turn my laptop on tomorrow

taglist: @ateezinmymind @kurosism @wooyoung-a @tohokuu @viaxluv @traxxmatic

“i’m in love with you, yeosang.”

pause. hesitance. fear.

his black hair is messy. that’s the first thing you stare at after you glance at his face. accompanied with shock is anger. you knew this was coming.

i can taste it, my hearts breaking, please don’t say it.

“what the fuck, y/n?”

closing your eyes, you let the tears fall and of course, as usual, he doesn’t realise how much his words affect you.

“you’re joking, right?” he asks in disbelief, clearly pacing around the room. “tell me this is all a joke.”

except it isn’t.

you shake your head and he scoffs, slamming the table. “we kissed once, y/n! that doesn’t means i love you!”

ah, here it comes.

you knew that he had known. he knew that you’d been in love with him a long time ago.

before the competition. before the playful banter. before the sarcastic comments. before the irritating antics.

before the kiss.

“you can’t tell me you’re in love with me,” he says, hands flying up to his black hair. “what makes you think i’d love someone like you?”

that you know. when you know.

sighing, you open your eyes, staring at the back of yeosang’s head. he hadn’t even glanced at you since he started speaking. he didn’t care.

because to him, he was a god, and you were a sinner.

there was only thing you wanted to hear from him. you didn’t care about the rest.

“even if we do have our fun moments, friendly competitions and all, you just aren’t good enough,” he hisses. “even if you do beat me at times, we all know that i am better. i am superior.”

your tears continue to fall. these were words yeosang had used against you before, haughtily nudging you in the hallways of school.

never had you been affected by his words, but yet, there was a tug at your heart that constricted you. it was hard to breathe. you couldn’t breathe.

i can’t take it, i’m impatient.

“yeosang.”

he stops his self-righteous sermon, shocked to hear your once powerful, confident voice, reduced to a squeak: a croak of insecurity laced with anger and disappointment.

he spins around and is shocked once again. he stares at your tears, jewels rarer than diamonds that it couldn’t even be compared.

mouth gaping open, the words got stuck in his throat and refused to come out, but when it does, even he’s surprised by the question he asks.

“why are you crying?”

yeosang knew.

he knew how much you hated other people seeing you cry. it was your weakness, this vulnerability. no matter how down you felt, how badly you lost, you’d never cry in front of anyone.

so why were you crying now?

tell me baby.

you sigh.

“tell me, the real reason, yeosang.”

he’s confused. “what?”

looking him in the eye, he takes in the unfamiliar sight of your glossy eyes. “tell me why you don’t want me to love you.”

he gulps and adverts eye contact. there’s a guilt in his heart, for firstly making you cry, and secondly, for being so easy to see through.

the silence was deafening, the awakes tension persisting, yet it was also the answer to your question.

now i know.

sighing, you wipe your tears. “okay, yeosang. i see how it is.”

immediately, the boy reaches out to, trying to explain himself, but you shut him up.

“stop,” you warn, but he doesn’t, and tries again. “just stop.“

he stops.

“i knew falling in love with you would be the end of me,” you say softly, a pathetic smile on your face. “and yet i did. for a genius, i’m really stupid, wouldn’t you say, yeosang?”

he remains quiet. “i know you do,” you say, leaning back. “after all, you made it quite clear with your speech just now.”

despite the mischievousness laced in your voice, there was a undertone of spite, anger and mostly desperation.

you hated yourself for falling in love with him. you hated yourself for telling him.

but still, against all odds, you wanted him to love you back. you wanted kang yeosang to love you back.

you should go.

“leave, yeosang. and don’t come back,” you say with a sigh. “don’t talk to me anymore. you didn’t want to anyways.”

“no, y/n, please—”

“leave, yeosang. i won’t ask again.”

you break down into tears when you hear the front door shut.

part of you wanted him to stay and fight for you. to tell you he loved you too.

but part of you needed him to leave. he was no good for you. he would only hurt you.

after all, he was in love with your best friend, jung wooyoung, and loving you would hurt you both.

time passed slowly. you both never spoke to each other again, only hopeful glances that ended in disappointment and regret.

his lips that once lied so easily of love never opened for you again.

and your lips that bled endearing poetry for him never spoke of love again.

#ateez #x reader #ateez imagines #fanfiction #ateez fics #ateez yeosang #yeosang x reader #yeosang imagines #yeosang angst #ateez angst

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