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A Little Help Never Hurt

A/N: Belated Happy Birthday to our dear Admin Rj! Hope you like part one of your super late gift!

Chanyeol needs a little help with his dancing. Everyone knows that, and everyone knows that he tries his best whenever he dances. Every now and then, though, Chanyeol would need a little more help, and he’d go to one of the group’s dancing machines for it.

 Oh Sehun loves his fellow members. He respects them and loves them like family, and he was more than happy to help his brother when the situation called for it.

 EXO’s comeback was just around the corner, and Chanyeol wanted to be more than ready for it, hence why both he and Sehun were in the practice room way past the group’s usual allotted time.

 After another round of Call Me Baby’s chorus, Sehun paused the music, sliding down the mirror he was leaning on as he made to catch his breath.

 “Why can’t I get it?” Chanyeol shouted, frustrated over his numerous failed attempts.

 “You’re doing really well, hyung—”

 “But it’s not good enough!” Frustrated, Chanyeol took his cap off and lied down on the floor. He glared at the ceiling, trying to figure out what he was missing. Covering his eyes with his arm, Chanyeol let out a sigh, upset with his weakness.

 Not knowing what to say, Sehun stayed silent, worried that he wouldn’t be able to pull Chanyeol out from his depressed state.

 Hearing the door creak open, Sehun looked up, a smile growing on his face as he saw who had entered.

 Earlier, Sehun had sent you a message that he’d be up practicing with Chanyeol that night. Knowing that they’d probably be up until the early hours of the morning, you decided to bring them midnight snacks to reward all their hard work. Sehun was glad you came because it gave him and Chanyeol a chance to take a much needed break, especially since Chanyeol was starting to break down.

 “Hyung, I think we should take a break,” Sehun said, pushing himself off the mirror to stand up.

 Before Chanyeol could argue back, a cold metal was placed beside his cheek. Jerking away from the sudden temperature change, Chanyeol sat up, finally noticing you. You waved the can in front of him as you said, “Sehun’s right. You need a break.”

 Knowing better than to argue with you, Chanyeol took the can from you quietly.

 “So how’s the dancing? Any progress?”

 Letting out a frustrated sigh, the giant replied, “I’m still not good enough. The comeback’s a few weeks away and I can’t even get this down—”

 “Hyung, you’ve accomplished a lot more than you think,” Sehun interjected. “Your dancing’s good—no, more than good, it’s great. With the way you’re going you’ll definitely make it in time for the comeback!”

 “It’s not good enough just to know the choreography, Sehun, you know that. I’m still as stiff as a rock!” Chanyeol griped.

 “Stiff? Sounds to me like all you need is to loosen up,” you hummed, sipping on the carton of milk you had bought for yourself.

 “Easy for you to say,” the giant grumbled.

 “It’s pretty easy to do, you know. Just have sex.”

 Choking on their respective drinks, Chanyeol and Sehun stared at you as if you had grown another head.

 “What?” you asked, smiling at the two in front of you.

 “You’re kidding, right?”Sehun asked, staring at you incredulously.

 Blinking, you replied, “You can join in too, Hunnie. A threesome will be faster seeing as you two need to get back to practice.”

 “W-wait. Are you suggesting that we..?” Chanyeol trailed off, his cheeks starting to turn red at the suggestion.

 “Hey, you were the one that wanted to loosen up!”

 Gulping, Chanyeol couldn’t help but notice the leftover milk on your upper lip. Correction, he couldn’t help but imagine it was something else that was white on your lips.

 Silence filled the room, Chanyeol still sitting but obviously bothered, you smiling at the two, and Sehun, a smirk on his face as he walked towards you.

 With the expression on the maknae’s face, Chanyeol worried over what Sehun could be whispering in your ear.

 Chanyeol gulped as you nodded at what Sehun had told you, the giant completely focused on you as you made your way to mere inches away from him.

 Giggling, you tilted your head up to look Chanyeol in the eyes. “You’re never gonna loosen up this way.”

 Chanyeol grabbed your wrists when you made to pull his jacket off.

 “Wait! This is some joke, right?”

 “Trust me, hyung, we’re serious,” Sehun replied, paralyzing Chanyeol as he fully realized what was going to happen.

 Taking advantage of the state Chanyeol was in, you pulled the giant’s jacket off his shoulders, wrapping your arms around his neck afterwards. Pulling him down so you could whisper in your ear, your lips curled into a wicked grin as you said, “Stop worrying, Chanyeol, we’ve got it under control.” You then blew into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.

 ~~

 A few minutes ago, Chanyeol would have wondered how the hell he had gotten himself in this situation. Now though…

 “A-ah!”

 With you riding his dick as roughly as you were, your breasts bouncing with every motion you made, Chanyeol could hardly think about anything aside from how tight and warm you felt around him.

 “You’re still not relaxing, hyung” Sehun moaned, squeezing himself from the base upwards. The sight of your flushed and pleasured face was more than enough to get him hard, but a sight of you riding his bandmate with quite the spectacular view had him right at the edge. He was teetering off that figurative cliff the more your breasts shook with every time you moved up and down Chanyeol’s dick. With a moan, Sehun bent over while you licked your lips as the dancer released onto the practice room’s floor. Fuck that was sexy as hell, you thought, biting your bottom lip as you rubbed harder onto Chanyeol.

 “Yeollie, relax” you cooed into his ear, moving so you could tighten up on his dick while blowing air into his ear.

 Something snapped inside Chanyeol, moving to stand while gripping on the back of your thighs. You squeaked at his sudden reaction and held onto his shoulders for dear life.

 “Chan—AH!” Just as you were about to whine at him for suddenly standing up, he had decided that would be the right time to start thrusting up into your heat faster and harder than before.

 “Might as well get some practice in, right?” He said, a mocking smirk on his face as he watched your face scrunch up with pleasure.

 Biting on your lips, you tried to muffle the moans coming out of you, but you felt a scream tear through you as you felt another pair of hands fondling your breast and clit. Apparently, while Chanyeol had stolen your attention, Sehun had taken it upon himself to sneak up behind you, playing with your pleasure spots to speed up your release.

 “Sehun, please!” you whined, turning your head to beg him, want clear in her eyes.

 Chuckling, he let out a quick “As you wish” before thrusting up your other entrance, causing you to jolt and dig your nails into Chanyeol deeper.

 “Fuck, you guys have done anal before?” Chanyeol asked, gasping as the air refused to enter his lungs with the sight of you practically melting in his and Sehun’s arms.

 “You think?” Sehun replied, thrusting up and a little right, making you scream your lungs out as he focused on that one spot.

 You swore you could see stars as you shut your eyes, unable to keep them open with the force going through you. You leaned back towards Sehun shoulders, knowing full well he could carry half your weight while continuing to give you that delicious feeling up your ass.

 “Open your eyes. Please. For me,” Chanyeol begged, grinding unto you more with every thrust. Opening your eyes slightly, the sight before you had you groaning as Chanyeol bit his lip. His biceps were straining with holding your legs up, but it made him all that much sexier as you plopped up and down his hips, the ‘V’ leading down causing you clench up and cause both boys to groan as well.

 With a scream of your name, Chanyeol came, holding himself still in you, feeling Sehun’s continuous thrusts behind you, his pace speeding up as he tried to catch up, feeling that you were extremely close too. Chanyeol’s heavy intakes of breath racked his body, causing him to rub up and down yours. The friction, the feeling of Chanyeol releasing inside you, and Sehun’s non-stop drilling had you coming, your throat raspy and sore from all your screams prior.

 Feeling you tighten with release was all Sehun needed to catch up and release behind you as well, painting your back white.

 As they all caught their breaths, Chanyeol and Sehun let you down slowly, before collapsing on their asses and falling on their backs as well. Placing your hand on Chanyeol’s abs, you grinned down at him before asking, “Feeling relaxed now?”

 He took a few more breaths before answering.

 “I think I need a little more help. I still feel a little tense.”

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Strawberry [ G ]

Colorful bouts of paper streams hung from stand to stand, the sound of children playing with one another at either a Ring Toss or something more. A joyful diurnal at the Carnival.

It was the beginning of summer, the heat would last longer through the night and the days would last longer. Getting the idea to spend the day with your boyfriend Lu Han, although you yourself hadn’t been to a Carnival before.

Taking the opportune moment to suggest it - here you two were, a medium sized bear in your left hand from winning second place at Roll-A-Ball, and Lu Han’s hand in your right, but sadly coming in fourth place in all the other games wasn’t exactly your definition of ‘fun’.

“Before we head go home, can we stop for ice cream?” You suggested, having an unusual craving for the frozen dairy delicacy, Lu Han only chuckled and nodded at your question, “sure.” And with that, you both travelled to the nearest Baskin-Robbins close to home.

The as promised, variety of flavors forced you into a contemplative standstill, while Lu Han on the other hand already decided on his flavored treat. Being pulled between the classic favorite Strawberry or the outstandish Lemon Custard.

“Which one should I pick?” You thought aloud, but the ruling game of Eeny Meeny Miny Moe would surely help you decide. At the end of the rhyme, your index finger landed to the right of you. “Strawberry it is then.”

Being satisfied with the choice, both you and Lu Han left Baskin-Robbins individually enjoying your icy treat. Mischievousness getting the best of you, the expression of your face was either a grin or the fact that the ice cream was freezing your lips too much.

“Lu Han,” you called out to your much taller boyfriend, his head turned to face down, his mouth opened to form a reply but instead, all he received was a cold pink colored nose. The laugh that escaped your lips was unbearably contagious.

Seeing the right of revenge, Lu Han moved his arm and decorated the tip of your nose with a cold white color. If this kept up, you both would’ve been covered in ice cream instead of eating it.

But it was a fun day.

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Family Dinner [R-13]

You anxiously checked your make-up for the sixth time on your vanity mirror, pressing your lips together to even out your lip gloss. Your boyfriend was coming over to have dinner with you and your parents. Even though he’s met them before, usually backstage after the show was over, this was the first time he’s actually going to hold up a conversation for more than three minutes.

Glancing over at the Polaroid picture of the both of you taped at the edge of the mirror, you calm down. It was taken after the first musical you and Junmyeon had done after both graduating art school, majoring in theater. It was a success and it also marked the day you both succumbed to each other’s feelings. You smiled at the memory, tracing the white edges with a fingertip.

The doorbell rings downstairs and you jump up to your feet, bursting out your room and hearing your mother’s shrill voice greet Junmyeon with much enthusiasm. You reach the top of the staircase and spy your father giving him a firm handshake.

“Oh, sweetie! I told you that dress looks amazing on you. It looks amazing, right, Junmyeon?” Your mother bumps her shoulder against Junmyeon’s, who’s eyes were trained on you.

“Ah,” He blinks, realizing that he had been staring, “You look amazing.”

Your cheeks heat up as you press down the cloth of your knee-length, A-line dress. It was old rose in color and had fitted short sleeves. The scooped neckline accentuated your collarbones and gave just a little teasing preview of your cleavage. “Thank you.” You managed to say as you walk down the steps.

“These are for you.” He hands you a small bouquet of your favorite flowers and it was only then you realize your mother had the same bouquet in her hands, but the flowers being in her favorite color.

“Aren’t they beautiful? I’ll put them in vases and set them up as centerpieces for the table.” Your mother takes the flowers from your hands and excuses herself.

“Where’s my flower?” Your 7 year old sister pops her head out of the living room and pouts at Junmyeon.

“[Sister’s name].” You hissed and Junmyeon stops you.

“I have it right here.” He beams down at her and pulls out a small rose bud from the inside pocket of his jacket.

Your sister squeals while taking the flower from Junmyeon and running into the kitchen to show your mother.

“Well, come on to the dining room, you two.” Your father ushers and everyone, including your older brother, settles into their respective seats on the table. Your parents sat at the ends of the table, Junmyeon sat beside your sister, and you sat across him with your brother.

The dinner starts with your mom’s classic pumpkin stew and some heavy questions from your father. Junmyeon answered him after a second of thinking and compliments your mother’s cooking, to which she bashfully thanks him for. There were some questions Junmyeon had found himself stuttering and to help him calm down, you rubbed your foreleg against his. He smiles into his napkin at the action and coolly answers your father.

After the questions were laid out and answered, your father seemed appeased and satisfied with Junmyeon’s answers. It was your sister’s turn to speak and she decides to tell everyone about what happened at her school—something Junmyeon was earnestly interested about.

“Daddy, could you pass the salt?” You let go of your spoon and hold your hand out.

Your father and Junmyeon both reached for the salt shaker and Junmyeon pauses halfway, awkwardly pulling his hand back to his spoon.

You silently gulp and fight the urge to blush at his mistake. God forbid letting your entire family know what it’s remotely like in the bedroom. “Haha, Junmyeon, I know you like to play your characters well, but off stage, too?” You laugh.

Catching on, he laughs, too. “Oh, well, I do need to internalize them.”

“So,” Your father passes the salt shaker to you and looks you in the eye. “There’s a new musical coming up?”

“Yes.” You tried not to stutter or else he’ll call you on it. “Junmyeon plays a single father and I play as his stepdaughter. They’re not major characters like our previous stages, but they’re still characters.”

You feel your brother snickering and you kick his shin, much to his surprise and pain.

“I see.” Your father seemed skeptical but continues to eat.

Silence falls over the table and you think the topic is dismissed until your sister chirps “I overheard my friend’s sister call her boyfriend ‘Daddy’, too!”

  “I am so sorry for tonight.” Junmyeon rubs his hand down his face and his cheeks burned while you walked him out to his car. “I can’t believe I responded to daddy awhile ago.”

“Don’t sweat on it, I mean, my parents trust me on my decisions and I guess my dad was just shocked about it. But overall, they all like you.” Both of you reach his car and you quickly glance at your house to make sure no one was watching. When the coast was clear, you grab the front of his jacket and pull him closer. “Drive safely, daddy.”

“I-I will, baby.” He breathes, kissing your forehead.

“Call me when you get home, okay?” You whisper into his ear with a sultry tone that sent an immediate reaction that pressed against your thigh.

“Okay.” He swallows hard before kissing you.

There might be a sexy sequel!!

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Hi, how are you?I just found your blog and i liked it very much.I have a request and i'd be very happy, if you write it for me^_^ So can you write fanfiction for me,where i'm foreigner normal school student who likes k-pop and there was some kind of competition for Exo's fans and you won in it and you get to see your bias as a price and it will happen in your country ^^ Haha i know it doesn't make sence but i'll be happy if you do that request ^^ Thank you

Here you go honey! I can't tell you how much I enjoyed writing it.- Admin Vita

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Chances [G]

You couldn’t quite explain how both excited and nervous you felt at the moment, the butterflies in your stomach showed no signs of stopping their ferocious attacks. You surprisingly won a contest in your country to have a chance to meet your EXO member of choice, this was more rewarding then getting a passing grade on one of your ruthless pop quizzes on World History.

You were unable to sit still in your seat on the bus, the many stares you were getting since you were practically bouncing up and down at this point. The large grin on your lips never left even though it was beginning to hurt. 

The short trip on the bus took no time at all,  you found yourself walking through the building following the instructions given to you by the female receptionist, fiddling with your fingers the deafening moment came earlier than you would’ve expected. It was almost like a dream you were bound to wake up from any minute.

Standing in front of the door, you took a few deep breathes giving yourself quiet words of optimism. Once the entryway was opened, your eyes widened to the size of golf balls at the sight before you, sure you always saw him on the television and all– but seeing him in person was a whole new sight to behold. You couldn’t even form the words to speak.

“You’re here,” He smiled your way that made you even more incapable of replying, after minutes of standing in the threshold, your inner conscious screamed at you to move and reply back, in which you complied with– somehow. “H-hello.” You greeted him in the small Korean that you knew, you slowly made it to your seat in front of him.

Over the time, you grew to be less nervous and enjoyed the time you had talking with him, getting to know him personally, intrigued that you two had similar things in  common. Sadly, the time to wrap things up came around. “It was great talking with you,” you smiled standing up from your seat, with a goodbye you turned to leave until he called out to you.

“Before you leave, could I get your number?” He asked, a smile on his lips.

Yeah, this was way better than getting a B+ in World History.

Which EXO member were you thinking of?

This scenario was requested by akkie-ku.

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hello, I hope you're doing well! can I request a scenario/one shot where you're exo's choreographer and all the members are very fond of you but Yixing has fallen for you HARD and keeps it a secret until one day you and him were working on a new dance together and he confesses?! throw in a kiss too if you please! I hope my explanation wasn't too confusing or too vague,

Here it is honey! Your explanation was perfectly fine~ I hope you really enjoy it.

- Admin Vita

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I Said [G]

The same door you opened nearly everyday brought you into a practice room you were more than familiar with, upon your presence filling the room, you were always greeted with an array of hello’s from the 10 members that were present in the room. You would smile and happily greeted them back, you were the choreographer for the popular Korean boy band EXO. Needless to say, you saw the boys as the brothers you never had, and they were very fond of you as well, like an older sister.

Except for one member you saw you not like an older sister, but he saw you as someone whom he wanted to date. That member was none other than Zhang Yixing, he was simply head over heels in love with you. The smile that came to your face so easily, the warming words of encouragement you gave to those who couldn’t perfect a dance move correctly, how easily and beautifully your body moved along with the beat of whatever music played through the stereo off to the side of the room, it made his heart skip and his stomach fill with ferocious butterflies.

But today, he wanted to confess how he truly felt about you, lucky enough; It was just the two of you inside the practice room, you wholeheartedly agreed to help Yixing on a dance he’d be doing solo for an upcoming concert. “Front step, left foot back, pivot, turn and pose.” Your body easily moved accordingly to what you spoke, Yixing following beside you. Reaching the point for a break, you sighed lightly outstretching your arms. “We’re making great progress.” You complimented, sending one of your heart stopping smiles his way.

It was now or never-- “[Y/N], I have something I need to tell you.” His words started off steady and smooth, eyebrows raising slightly you turned to face him completely. “Is something the matter Yixing?” But once you replied, his words then became very unsteady and shaky due to his nervousness. “It’s just that.. I really..” His voice seemingly trailed off but you could notice his lips still moving, figuring he was nervous or something remotely close to it, you stepped a tad bit closer.

“I didn’t hear you?” The smile on your lips becoming apparent, how difficult was it to confess to someone you like? Very hard. Yixing took a few breathes before he spoke with full confidence. “I said, I really like you [Y/N].” This time you heard him easily, the blush on your cheeks flushed a bright pink shade, you almost didn’t believe your ears for a second. This time, your lips moved but your voice didn’t follow up. Leaving the Chinese man confused, “what?”

With a long stride forward, your lips gently pressed against his, your smile becoming bigger by the second. “I said, I really like you too.”

This scenario was requested by an anonymous user !

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Warm-ups [R-18]

T, broken T, clasp, low V, clasp, high V, clasp, turn…

You let out a breath before executing a front handspring and ending it with another clasp. Proud of how you executed the step, you smiled to yourself until you hear a series of holler.

It was some of the guys on the football team, doing their warm-up laps around the field. You rolled your eyes at them, trying your best to ignore them while you stretched your legs down to a full split. You asked your coach to let you stay awhile to work on the new routine you were helping her choreograph. Your teammates have all left already and your coach had told you to leave the field when the football team’s training starts.

Standing up, you brushed off your skirt, letting the jersey material swing left to right and practically showing off your ass. You pick up your water bottle and head for the girl’s locker room, ignoring the catcalls and whistles.

Entering the locker room knowing no one was there, you toed off your shoes and placed them on the bench in front of your locker. You rolled your shoulders, finally feeling the fatigue from all the stunts and dancing. You hear someone sigh behind you, and you let out a muffled shriek when you were spun around and a hand covered your mouth.

Looking up at your attacker, you groaned in frustration as you extracted his hand from your mouth.

“What the fuck, Chanyeol? What are you doing here? This is the girl’s locker room!” You pushed at his chest, feeling the hard material that connected his shoulder pads. “Not unless you’ve turned queer, Yeol.”

A hearty laugh escaped his lips and you felt the vibrations on his chest as he did so. “Nah, I’m pretty sure I’m straight, baby.”

Cocking a brow at him, you eyed the boy you’ve spent numerous times fooling around in bed with, “Then why are you here, hmm? Don’t you have football practice?” You gestured at his uniform.

The playfulness in his eyes disappeared almost immediately when he stared down at you. His lips were slightly parted when he took a step forward, trapping you against your locker.

“Yeol?” You breathed.

“You just looked so sexy out there, [Y/N].” He whispered in a low, husky tone that instantly made your panties wet. He brought his hands up to your breasts, lazily drawing circles around your nipples—which you were sure were hard from the action. “I love how your tits bounce when you jump.”

His other hand travelled down to your butt, which he slapped, eliciting a moan from your throat. “I love how when your ass—” He grabs at your butt cheek, roughly massaging it in his palm, and you gasp “—peeks out of your skirt when you turn around.”

You were panting already, eyes heavy with lust, but still, you stayed put.

He had let go of your ass and traced the tips of his fingers down your thigh, leaving goose bumps in its wake. “Oh, but what I love the most is,” He pauses, bending down a bit to catch your lower leg and swing it over his shoulder. Your body adjusted immediately, thanks to years and years of gymnastics. “When you do high kicks or those moves that require you to put one of your sexy legs up long enough for your crotch to be exposed and I always end up with this,” He presses his boner against your crotch and you moaned out loud, “Every damn time.”

Your arms circled his neck as he continued to grind against you. “Oh God, oh God, Yeol.” You whimpered into his ear. “Don’t stop.”

Chuckling, he reaches under your skirt and pulls your black boyshorts down a bit, slipping his fingers into your panties. “Oh shit, [Y/N], you’re so wet.” You could feel his fingers pinch at your clit and you suppressed a moan.

“Yeol, just—”

“Shh, baby, I’m just prepping you.” Chanyeol kisses your lips just as he plunged two long fingers inside of you.

Moaning at what he had done, he took the opportunity to kiss you again, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Kissing back, you cup his face and fought for dominance, but failed when his thumb pressed hard against your clit. It sent you into a moment of ecstasy, whimpering softly as you came quite harshly.

Chanyeol brought leg back down and pushed your boyshorts off completely before pushing down his own pants, just enough to release his dick. You still marveled at his length and girth, wondering how it fits you almost every time you see it. He reaches behind him to get a condom from his pants and places the edge in front of your lips. Seeing the smirk on his face, you bite at the edge while he rips the wrapper and retrieves the latex inside. He slips it on, rolling the condom on his dick, and you watch all the while you dispose of the wrapper with a frantic hand. Lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist, Chanyeol’s length easily slipped into you.

When your walls started to accommodate him, you rolled your hips, telling him to move. He pulled out quickly and slowly pushed back in, repeating the action until he picked up his pace and pounded into you. Your back hit the lockers with every thrust and desperately clung onto his padded shoulders. Chanyeol pulled you into a sensual kiss, drowning out your moans and whimpers as he thrusts harder. Your entire body was quivering and before you knew it; your second orgasm came crashing in.

Without letting another second pass, Chanyeol sits on the bench with you still wrapped around him and the new position allowed him to enter you deeper. “Ride, baby.” He rasps and you comply, moving your hips up and down his shaft while using his shoulders as support.

“You know, I may love how your tits and ass bounce when you’re cheering out in the field.” He pushes your cheering uniform’s top up along with your bra, letting your boobs spill out. “But I love it even more when they’re bouncing because of me.” He smirks just before flicking one of your erect nipples with his tongue and pinching the other with his fingers.

“Oh, God.” You groaned, throwing your head back as he left marks on your breasts. You slowly sat down, letting Chanyeol’s dick go deeper than before, and when you couldn’t anymore, you clenched your muscles inside while going back up.

It was his turn to groan now, a low moan echoing from his throat. “Fuck, that felt good, [Y/N].” He murmurs against your skin and you tilt his chin upwards before kissing him.

His hands cupped your bottom, helping you ride him faster, while you cupped his head as you kissed him.

The faster you rode him, the more your kiss became hectic breathing between your mouths. Your eyes locked with his and repeating the action of clenching your inner muscles, Chanyeol finally came—and quite violently.

He had stilled inside you while you rode out your own earth-shattering orgasm, crying into his mouth with one last kiss.

Sweaty and panting, you stood up on wobbly legs, worn out from both cheer practice and Chanyeol’s mind-blowing locker room fuck. He caught you when your legs gave out and chuckled when you asked him to put you down on the bench.

He stood up after helping you lie down and stared at you. Your ponytail was messy now. Your top still hiked up above your breasts and your boyshorts hanging off your left ankle—which you propped up onto the bench, giving Chanyeol a view of your pussy under your skirt. Cum was dripping out and he was tempted to lap it all up.

“Oh no, you don’t. You’re late for practice.” You warned, sensing his intentions when he licked his lips.

“But baby, I can’t leave you like this.” He smirks once more and you swear to yourself, you couldn’t have possibly gotten wetter from it.

“My roommate’s not coming home ‘til tomorrow, so why don’t you come over after football?” You smiled at him and you can tell he likes the idea as he stuffs the telltale sign back into his pants.

Chanyeol grins at you after adjusting his junk in his pants. “I’ll see you later, then.” He fixes the rest of his uniform before asking, “Are you going to shower now?”

“Yeah, after you leave.” You told him, because hell, also known as the football coach, will break loose when the quarterback doesn’t show up in at least one practice.

So he left quickly so you could bathe, but not before swiftly spreading your legs and taking one long, excruciatingly slow lick across your aching core.

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a one sided love/hate scenario where chanyeol's fiancee starts to distance herself from the people she loves, especially from park chanyeol. She then, calls off the wedding. he didn't know he lost until it was gone. he regretted not loving her as much she did. (smut&angst, please ^^ thanks!

Here it is sweetie, I deeply apologize for how long this took to make, school hasn’t been my best friend lately, but I do hope you enjoy it as much as I did making it!

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Don't Leave [R-18]

It was the day of the wedding, with your Fiancé Park Chanyeol whom you spent happy years with dating, but lately things just weren’t feeling the same as they did years back.

There he stood, in a clad ebony suit hands in front of him, nonetheless he was nervous about the outcome. The day he waited for so long to happen was becoming a reality-- or so he thought. You on the other hand, stood in front of the mirror dressed in a cascading ecru white wedding dress, you didn’t feel nervous or did you feel happy. It was as though those years you spent with Chanyeol were nothing more than mere memories that were long since forgotten, you couldn’t go through with the wedding, that was the only thought in your mind. Thirty minutes passed by in a flash, during that course of time; your wedding dress hung barren on a single hanger atop of the screen mirror, a note on the vanity ‘ I can’t go through with this.. I’m sorry.. ‘ you left the chapel wearing your street clothes as if the whole wedding never happened. Joining in with the citizens on the streets, your whole world was shaded monochrome, not an ounce of regret hit you. 

Meanwhile, a deep feeling of worry washed over Chanyeol as time passed and you still never showed up, whispers of negative thoughts filling the chapel ‘She isn’t coming..’ or ‘Did she leave?’ He didn’t want to believe, you would never up and leave without saying something beforehand, and he was right, you didn’t leave without saying anything, you left a note the dressing room. Finally, Chanyeol’s older sister; Yoora, took the initiative to check up on you. Arriving the seemingly empty room, Yoora’s eyes immediately locked on the lone wedding dress by the vanity, accompanied by the note, and just like that; Things were going to turn bad, quickly leaving the room the second after reading the short note, Yoora ambled towards her younger brother, “Chanyeol, I have bad news..” She whispered in his ear, but without the need for her to continue with her reply, he knew what happened.

One probable answer appeared in his head-- was he not expressing his love for you enough?

Was that it? With the tiring practices and promotions of their new album EXODUS he figured he never sent you enough text messages or small letters telling you he loved you more than anything. Believing that was the only answer, Chanyeol searched high and low, from left to right for you. You on the other hand were acting like it was just another regular day, like you didn’t just left your now ex-fiancé hanging, “[Y/N]!” Loudly shouted a deep voice that took no less than a second to recognize, long limbs encasing you from behind, the hitching of his voice that was apparent, he was crying. 

“[Y/N], I’m sorry,” he apologized, but what for? Shouldn’t it be you who would be apologizing? But no, Chanyeol took on all the blame and the guilt. You couldn’t help but feel the pang of regret hit you, but it disappeared once Chanyeol lifted you bringing you into his arms, what was he going to do? Show you just how much he loved you, hoping that would explain why you suddenly left him. The way home was quiet, nerve wracking, and hopeful. People could’ve mistook it as your honeymoon-- ignoring the fact you had street clothes on of course, the door was opened. Light flooding inside the room, “Chanyeol..” Muttering your ex-fiancé‘s name as you left his arms, the guilt took no time to instantly feel your system. You couldn’t stand to see him on the verge of bursting into tears like this.

Your lips moved to form words, but you cut off by a pair of soft lips meeting yours, words seeming to disappear in an instant, the needed explanation obviously wasn’t needed. Arms wrapping themselves around his neck, you returned the kiss, it was too difficult to deny his kisses, feet scuffling against the wooden floor making their way to the couch-- the bedroom being too far away for this occasion. Legs were entangled in a weird placement, your back meeting the plush feeling of the couch, the kiss never breaking as it only began to get heated by the second. Foreplay wasn’t needed-- heck, it wasn’t on either of your minds. 

Clothes nipply scattering on the floor, positions took their respectful place, not much than a second to lose; a thrust forward and a groan mixed with a breathy moan filled the air. Thrusts becoming more apparent from the heavy breathing, numerous amounts of moaning that at this point, nobody knew who it belonged too. The close contact raised the intensity all the more, the mumbling of names mixed in creating what sounded like cut off sentences, the gripping of the pillows that were soon thrown to a random spot in the room. Skin repeatedly slapping against one another, hips rutting causing more pleasurable friction, the familiar coil in your stomach signalling you were more than close to reaching your peak. Chanyeol lowly grunted in your ear that was replaced by a moan afterwards, gasping for the much needed air that always seemed to disappear the moment he thrusted forward again.

That was it, with just one more thrust, your vision was blinded by a flash of white. Throwing your head back on the armrest of the couch, as the pillow met it’s way to the floor. Chanyeol wasn’t far behind either, a loud moan emitting from your mouth at the feeling of something warm filling your core. But the feeling died down quickly, along with the regret and guilt you felt before.

This scenario was requested by catching-the-galaxies

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listen

have you ever just look back at exo and you just sigh either between thankfulness or happiness because they’ve gone through so much to arrive at where there are right now.

from when they couldn’t bow together and how we always get so excited for having ot12 on stage

We may be separated into two groups, but really, we are one big family. -sehun

how mama concept looks like (bundled up babies)

jongin’s pants was the most annoying thing ever

and how history was (and is still) the fun jam

*

and also the fun disneyland 

and now you look at the old pictures thinking like wow, they look so freaking rookie and new and awkward

and dear god the embarrassing times where we gave them names like bacon and asdgljhg

and wolf came out we were all fucked asking like is this really a song even then they were still the great, full of charisma and energy

oh god no 

and then growl came and everything exploded in fury and the breaking records and everything and the wins and xoxo

and the stupid adorable encores

and not to forget the very successful recent wins

oh god the suspenders 

the small moments we never want to forget; their smile.

-

and all the tears shed, happy and proud

We will be together forever – luhan

I’m going to give every last bit of my passion for dance to EXO. I want to help letting the world know the sound of Korea. -jongin

Don’t forget, I’m a dragon, I can fly, in the shortest amount of time, I’ll   bring all my members with me and we’ll come to your side. -kris

But still we stayed strong and endured till the end. -tao

We are over our shining moment with 12 being on stage together. -kyungsoo

We want our music to be unique, so that people go ‘Ah, that’s definitely EXO’ when they hear our songs. –joonmyun

I’ll do my best as myself, then together with my team I’ll walk towards that most glorious day. -yixing

Even though the language is different, the music is still the same. -jongdae

I felt that I was lacking and even if it was a short period I had to work hard to enter that team. I was happy because my efforts paid. -baekhyun

No matter what, we’ll keep the same mentality we started out with. -minseok

We became closer, and we break all records. The moment when we got on stage to accept the awards after all those difficulties… I dont know how I could express that feeling in words. -tao

I want all 12 of us to be together forever. -chanyeol

Let’s be loyal to each other, don’t fight, and go until the end. -sehun

The tears, the dumb moments, the encore stages, the debut, the performances, the shows they attended, the awards they had won and all these and other moments will be a part of our history.

WE ARE ONE.

forever and always.

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HTW: Ask You On a Date; Kyungsoo

The whir of the electric mixer echoed in the company kitchen as Kyungsoo waited for the dough to be well mixed.

“Aish, if Sehun and Tao didn’t eat all those cookies I’ve made for [Y/N] then I wouldn’t have asked the personnel hyungs if I could use the kitchen…” Kyungsoo grumbled, turning the mixer off and taking a spatula out of one of the drawers.

You had always liked his cooking ever since he brought some over when you two were just trainees. Also, ever since then, Kyungsoo might have been crushing on you. Even now that he’s debuted under EXO and you, still a humble trainee, Kyungsoo would find ways to see you, mostly in secret, when he’s at the SM building.

“Please cook properly!” He murmured, slipping the tray into the oven and setting the timer on. Leaning back, he turned his phone on to play some music. “Eh? Why do I have this song in here?” He questions as he double checks the title of the foreign song. “Tao probably put it in here… at least it’s catchy.”

Glancing at the barely baked cookies, he says “[Y/N]-ah, I hope you like these…” before singing along to the English song. “…and I want you. Do you want me, do you want me, too?”

“Hmmm. I’m sure I’ll like the cookies, Kyungsoo-ah… and, well… maybe I like you, too.” Your voice shocked him, causing him to drop his phone.

“[Y/N]-ah! W-why are you here?” He picks his phone up and turns the music off.

“I was passing by and I thought I smelled your cookies, then I heard your voice so I came in.” You giggled and he blushed harder. “Kyungsoo-ah, were you singing that song for me?”

“No! I-I mean, uh… the song just happened to play and ah… I mean…”

“Kyungsoo~” You whined.

“I was, uh, sorta singing it for you. I was going to ask you out through those—” He points to the oven “—cookies. I mean, it’s cheesy so I don’t expect you to say yes or anything.”

“No.” You shake your head “I think it’s as sweet as your cookies.”

“R-really?”

“Really! You know, Kyungsoo, I really like that song you were just singing. It’s been on repeat on my phone.”

He smiles at you “Then would it be okay if you sing it… for me? Even just the chorus?”

You grin back at him with a nod before opening your mouth to sing.

I really, really, really, really, really, really like you...

P.S. I’ll change the gif once I find a better one (or you guys can help me find an hd ver :--) hehe)

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can you do a one shot with baekhyun where you have a really bad fear of darkness because of past experience (you can choose whatever) and because of the rain the power goes out and it's late at night, and baekhyun comes home to you screaming and crying with you hands covering your face? or something like that haha thanks!!!

Here you go!!! (it’s not late at night tho like you requested huhu sorry)

--Admin Rj

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Here I am [G]

It was 3 in the afternoon but the sky was dark with stormclouds and the harsh patter of rain drummed down the roof of Baekhyun’s car.

“[Y/N]…” He mindlessly whispered as he tried to call you when he stopped the car at the red light but your phone was either busy or dead.

The radio reported about the storm and how a power interruption is expected because of the lightning strikes.

Baekhyun’s eyebrows burrowed. “Power interruption…?”

“We highly advise that you prepare candles and emergency flashlights—”

“[Y/N].” Baekhyun stepped on the gas once the stoplight turned green

 ---

 “Why do you sleep with a night light? Aigoo, [Y/N] is afraid of the dark?” Baekhyun chuckled but your silent reaction prompted him to stop. “[Y/N]?”

“It was a dark night… darker than usual because there was a citywide brownout and the sky was cloudy, hiding all the moon and stars…” You began, staring straight ahead. “Mom had a faint spell earlier that morning and she hit her head pretty hard. But it didn’t bleed. Just a bump on her head. So she said not to mind it, there’s no need for the hospital. She’ll put ice on it.”

“Then that night, I was cuddled up beside her, my hand on her chest and her arms around me; like how we usually slept when I was just a kid. She was fanning us since it was hot and the mosquitoes were biting…” You took a shaky breath before continuing “And then her chest stopped rising… I couldn’t see her face. I felt the arm she was using to fan us drop but I couldn’t see it. It was too dark to see… too dark to see she died because of a concussion a-and I was so afraid and so alone, I—”

Baekhyun wrapped his arms around you and it was only then you realized you had began to cry.

 ---

 Baekhyun raced up the steps of your shared apartment, cursing to himself when he saw the hall lights were off. Opening the front door, he checked if the electricity was really out. And it was, much to his worry.

“[Y/N]? [Y/N]! I’m home!”

He listened quietly and soon enough he could hear your cries in the near distance. Pulling out his phone, he used the light to look for you.

You were in the kitchen, hands covering your face with candles and matchsticks scattered around you.

“Baby, baby I’m here.” He drops to his knees and gathers you in his arms.

“Bae-Baek?” You sobbed into his shoulder.

“Yes, [Y/N], it’s me. See?” He pulls away from you and shines his phone’s light on his face.

Almost immediately, you stopped shaking and felt at ease when you the light reflecting in his eyes.

“Hey.” He boyishly grins at you. “I’m here now.”

You pull him into hug. “You’re here now.”

Requested by an anon!!

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I requested a one shot last night. I was just wondering if you have received it already? ^^ I don't know if it's a problem but whenever I submit my questions in the ask box, it doesn't show up.

We've received your request and is currently in queue. We apologize if we're taking too long, school/college is a bitch. We're all doing our best to update the blog as much as we can. Thank you for requesting! :) -admin Rj

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Love your blog! Can you write one where you are dancing to a sexy song in the pratice room, and Kai finds you there, and somehow joins you? And you're an SM traniee.

Here it is sweetie, I apologize for the wait, I hope you enjoy!

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Caught up [R-13]

Holding a duffle bag in one hand, you held your water bottle in the other. Luckily you managed to snag an empty room to practice within the enormous building of SM Entertainment, you were a trainee that passed the auditions not too long ago.

Over the times, you woke up at early hours just to practice on your dancing. Opening the door you sighed in relief, even at the early hours a hefty amount of rooms were always full. You weren’t the only one who wanted to exceed your skills and debut with your group you were to be assigned too.

Placing your belongings by the door you stretched out your arms and legs warming up for the rigorous dancing you were about to face, you excelled in vocal practices but when it came to anything involving your body moving to a beat you simply couldn’t follow.

Pulling out your phone from your pocket you headed towards the stereo system, plugging your phone up, you scrolled through a playlist. You were pretty okay with regular pop genre of songs, but today you decided to go through some songs in which you wanted to work on more; alluring and sexy.

Taking your position in the center of the room staring at your reflection through the mirror that covered the whole wall, once the music began to play, you blew out of a puff of air. Swaying your hips from the left to the right, in the middle of the song you were used to the beat, dropping down to a squatting position you repeated the steps in your head as your body moved, 'right, front, left, back,'

It wasn’t until a few moments later, you had an admirer watching through the open window from the door. EXO’s most talented dancer; Kim Jongin, his eyes enticed on your figure as it swayed and moved to the beat of the music. How long had he been standing there? A few minutes of course, he debated whether or not he wanted to join you. But wouldn’t that seem weird? Would it seem too straightforward?

But either way, his debating session didn’t last long as his hand unconsciously moved forward causing the door to crack open with a screeching low creak. It was then when your eyes caught sight of the door being pushed open forward, raising your eyebrows in curiosity you shifted your body to face the door, just who was it whom opened the door?

Finally, Jongin stepped from behind the door. He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, now what was he suppose to say without it hinting to the fact that he’d been watching you for a quite while? “I saw you dancing and, I just wanted to help you with your dancing. .?”

At the person that walked into the room, your eyes widened to the size of golfballs. You were a fan of EXO and to be faced in front of the person who you did have an attraction towards made it seem like it was a dream. But you wondered why his reply turned into a question, nonetheless you gladly accepted his help.

After introducing yourselves to one another, both you and Jongin quietly began to dance beside each other as the music blarred through the room at a medium volume so you could hear his instructions. You quickly began to feel comfortable around the male, soon enough you both danced as if you two were practicing with one another for weeks on end.

Hips swaying and rutting against each other at the rhythm and beat, hands pulling or tugging at waistlines or shirts. The close contact, the longevity of the music in which you didn’t want to end.

The music began to fade as time grew on, with a sigh you smiled towards Jongin grateful for his ‘help’, looking to the clock on the wall, you exclaimed in shock. You were all caught up with dancing with Jongin to notice;

You missed your vocal session.

This scenario was requested by an anonymous user.