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jay-recommends-scenarios · 1 year ago

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“Idk if you’re gonna die tbh” I DEFINITELY DID WTF YOU MEAN

TREAT ME LIKE THAT, SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AND ILL CUM INSTANTLY HELLO?????

AHHHHH TEMPERATURE PLAY WITH VAMPIRES FUCK YESSSSSS

*clears throat* BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK

The Sweetest Drink

Pairing: Jongho x AFAB Reader

Genre/Rating: Vampire AU, Smut, 18+. MDNI

Summary: Seeing the boost your friend gets after her late night adventures at a certain club, you decided to join her and see what all the fuss is about…

Wordcount: 2.4k

Warnings: Club settings, alcohol consumption, sexual conversations, blood, descriptions of feeding (Vampire). NSFW warnings under the cut.

A/N: This is so delayed but hopefully it lives up to any expectations!! Also my app crashed mid editing and formatting so there may be mistakes I missed! I’m so sorry!

Tags: @twisted-tales-of-all @yoonguurt @kwanisms @kpop-stories-21 @stardragongalaxy

NSFW Warnings: Vampire biting/feeding leading to sexual desire, fingering, bloody make-out session, fwb-ish relationship.

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It had only been a few years since the government released the information regarding their acknowledgment of vampires living among humans, following it with new laws and regulations to make living beside each other a safe and harmonious experience. Restaurants had to expand their menus, and grocery stores did not have to partner with blood banks or donation centers to ensure everyone was accommodated appropriately. Those are all wonderful options but once the sun sets and hunger arises, people resort to…less organized or regulated options… Underground clubs started to pop up left and right, causing a quiet stir among the more curious humans. One of them happened to be the very reason you found yourself sitting in front of your mirror and getting ready for a night out.

“I don’t know why you’re so nervous to go, I’ve been going for months” Kelly was on a whining spree again as you finished up your eyeliner. She was a regular at the club, forming a feeding pact with some guy she said was named Yeosang if you remember correctly-. A change was definitely noticed in her ever since she started seeing him, from her hair looking better, her skin being clearer, and this air of confidence coming from her every time she walked into a room as if she was commanding attention. You wanted that life so badly, you wanted even an ounce of the power she was oozing… “Oh I don’t know, maybe the idea of someone biting into me and sucking my literal blood out is just a bit nerve-wracking?” Your retort had her rolling her eyes in a playful demeanor as you both slipped your shoes on to head out. Clubs weren't really your thing, you were a homebody, and the idea of a bunch of hot and sweaty strangers grinding on each other just didn’t seem like your cup of tea…But here you were, standing at the door waiting for Kelly to pay your cover and get your hand stamped.

An intoxicating smell of alcohol and sweat filled your senses as you made it through the threshold of the building you questioned the structural safety of-. There was no time for trying to distract your mind with small worries like that, you felt yourself getting tugged to the bar where Kelly let out a sort of squeal from seeing her feeding mate “Yeosang!!” Oh boy, here we go, It's time for her to cling to this dude and have heart eyes while leaving you to the wind. “This is Y/N~ That friend I told you I was bringing for Jongho~” Jongho? Who the hell was that? Did she only bring you along to keep some guy company while she escaped off with Yeosang-. “Her? Yeah, I guess she fits his…type” What an ass, what did he mean by that? you were a catch so why did that feel so condescending? He was eyeing you up and down as if he was analyzing you, all the while he had your friend strung up on his arm.

Yeosang pulled out his phone and typed a few things, you could tell it was short and brief from the fact that his volume was on so the sound of his keyboard echoed in your ears when it should have been the blaring music attacking your drums. He didn’t seem to respond to what he had read on the screen, moving his phone to his pocket and whispering something to Kelly as you stood there like a child waiting to hear whatever mom and dad were talking about. You would never get the answer to the questions in your mind, since Kelly had pretty much begged Yeosang to escape away behind the curtain to what you could only assume were private rooms for whatever use seemed to be needed at the time. A roll of your eyes was paired with the sound of her happily being led away and leaving you there at the bar with your almost empty glass and an urge to order some shots.

“Y/N I’m assuming?” The voice that you heard beside you could only be described as blunt but buttery like he almost commanded you to look at him and that's exactly what you did. His eyes pierced into yours as he approached the bar and leaned against it in a way that indicated to you that he had definitely been here before. “And who is asking?” Your voice was laced with a tone of your guard being up, leaving you only to assume this is the ‘friend’ everyone had been mentioning… “Yeosang told me someone was coming and asked me to show you around.” Oh, he’s lying right through his teeth but your judgment was becoming slightly hazy, due to the mix of alcohol and being around him. Jongho could tell you were on edge so he went ahead and ordered a shot for you and waited for you to down it before gesturing for you to follow him. ‘Do you know what this place is for? I’m assuming you do since people don’t just stumble into a place like this”

Did he think you were dumb? Or just blissfully ignorant? If you wern’t so dead set on getting some action tonight, you’d yank your hand away and head to the dance floor. “I sort of have an idea, I just had no idea it was like…this?” There was a pause as you spoke, watching the curtains go past you as he lead you down the hall and your ears were immediately assaulted with sounds of pleasure mixed with pain and subtle cries coming from behind rows of doors. One of which was the threshold you would be stepping through and it was like the world was suddenly so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat. “I’m not going to kill you, you don’t have to act like your ready to slap me” Jongho released your hand and moved to sit on the plush looking couch in the room, grabbing the drink menu off the small coffee table and starting to browse through as he left you to make yourself comfortable.

“I just uh, haven’t really done this before…” you slowly warmed up to your environment, deciding to make your way over and sit beside him but still at a reasonable distance to where he couldn’t immediately pounce on you. “I can tell, I’m guessing your friend convinced you, enticed you with what kind of place this was and how you would feel?” How did he know? He hit the nail right in the head-. Kelly would go on non stop about Yeosang and how the interactions felt and how it revitalized her in a way, is this just how it makes everyone feel? “She used to be more like me, I guess that’s why we became so close, but lately she’s seemed like a whole new person, like the better version of herself”. As you spoke, he kept his eyes on the menu and just offered subtle nods or small sounds of acknowledgment to your words.

“Did she explain to you how this happens exactly?” This is when he finally turns to you, eye starting to have a hint of red to them and an obvious darkness filling his gaze. “You just have to lay there and be good for me, give yourself to me and everything will go smoothly. Can you do that for me baby?” The distance between you two started to close and you had no idea what was taking over your body. Was it your growing neediness or was there something more to that tint in his iris?…either way, all you could do was nod obediently as he moved you to lay down, his body leaning over yours as he gazed over you to take a look at his…meal for the evening. “I need you to tell me this is okay, that you give consent my dear…” for someone who seemed like a predator looking at fresh prey, we was considerably cautious in the beginning. That is, until you uttered a quiet “I want this” then it was all self control out the window and his lips attached to yours for what felt like eternity but in reality was only a few moment before those plush lips of his were moving their way down to your jaw, then your neck, giving him the chance to get a hint of your sweet smell.

“Do you even realize how delicious you smell…god this is going to be fun” Jongho didn’t frequent the club much, so he made sure to take full advantage of the time he had here, fingers trailing down until the reach the bottom hem of your dress, expertly slipping it up as his attack on your neck continues and all you can do is let out the sweet song that he wanted to hear. Jongho shifted his body to where he was further down and his face was now near your thighs and burning core, exactly where you needed him as he laid kisses to your inner thigh and his fingers worked to slip your undergarments down and tossing them aside to be collected later. be collected later. They were not the primary focus, what was however, was the breath tickling your core and the fingers dancing dangerously close to your clit that was practically begging to be touched.

“Can you hurry up, it will be daytime by the time you get started..” the request, or demand rather, came out as just a whine and the flushed tone on your skin gave away at the fact that you didn’t actually want him to hurry and end this soon. In fact, this prompted him to take even longer, his thumb drawing slow antagonizing circles on your bundle on nerves as he spoke “For someone so quiet. You sure have your own way of being loud”. You could hear his smug attitude without even seeing his face with those words, his hands working expertly before one of his digits teased at your entrance, testing the waters in how you would react. Once he found a reaction from you that let him know you were ready, he slipped one finger in and let you get used to the feeling before continuing.

The cold touch of his skin felt like ice melting on you when your walls squeezed his fingers so deliciously, it brought a whole new sensation to your core and made you clench so sweetly as his lips did their job to explore your inner thighs. Was all of this necessary for Jongho to feed on you? No, but it sure as hell made it more fun. The next touch made you shift slightly, almost like your fight or flight was kicking in and your brain was in prey mode. Newer textbooks and scientific journals can do their best to try and describe the feeling of having your skin punctured by a vampire's fangs but they fall short in telling the full story. It starts with a burning sensation and what feels like a fourteen gauge needle breaking your skin but not deep enough to reach muscle quite like a vaccination or implant. Once the initial puncture was complete, his teeth receding to standard k-9s and the blood starting to flow past his slightly puffy lips and coating his tongue, inducing a groan from him that seemed so animalistic yet erotic at the same time…

The work he was doing with his fingers increased in pace as he sensed you tensing up from the likely pain you were starting to feel, adding an extra finger in and curling his digits pressing against that delicate pressure point inside of you that he knew would drive you crazy. Bloody lips pulled themselves away from your thigh. His gaze stabbed daggers into your expressions, watching the mixture of pain and pleasure overtake you as he spoke “That’s it, focus on me, not on your pain…you’re so good for me…” ironic coming from the guy that’s gripping your thigh as if you could float away and your blood painting his chin. Jongho was growing increasingly hungry but this time in a way that blood wouldn’t be able to satiate, he needed another essence of yours…that however, would take time, he didn’t want to have the whole meal right away.

A knot was quickly forming in your lower half, there was no denying that his hands were like a sculptor making his next piece of art. Pleasure washed over you as you unraveled, causing a smug smirk to decorate his mouth and make his features look all that more proud. The bit of your blood staining his lips was just a cherry on top of the overall look he had as you started to sit back up but your body felt so weak from the feeding and the end of your dry spell. “See, wasn’t so bad was it?” He prided himself in the fact that you wernt crying in pain and still managed to look fucked out from his fingers alone, wiping his mouth and helping you sit up and collect yourself. This rush of dizziness but satisfaction was all you could feel as you reached to grab your panties and slip back into them as he settled himself into the couch, watching your every move but also going back to that damn drink menu. Is this how all the interactions always went or was this only for the first one?

“Do I need to sign anything or is there anything else involved?” This was your way of trying to hint to him that you satisfied but also this lingering sense to be around him, almost like you two have bonded… “No but next time don’t wear lotion, it messes with the taste when I need to bite”. That damn smirk was going to be the end of you but you couldn’t help but smile to yourself mentally at the idea there was going to be a next time. Was it already having an affect on you? Only time will tell but one thing was for sure, this wasn’t going to be the last time you stepped behind that curtain. Now to find Kelly and actually get a club experience in before you needed food to replenish-. Hopefully she was done already, but if she wasn’t, you knew where you could turn…

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This was so cute stop, I love this sweet lighthearted play so much 😭😭

You Think, Genius?

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Spencer Reid

Description: Being friends with Spencer Reid is an adventure within itself. Movie nights are no exception.

Content/Warnings: Friends type humor, tension, mention of food/food fight, best friends to lovers trope, heavy kissing, very sweet smut (wild because I hardly write that, I feel like lmao).

Word Count: 2.7k

Anon Request: spencer reid x sarcastic funny reader? not mean but like kinda like Chandler from friends humour? with earlish seasons reid (season 3/4)ish cute smut. ADDING TO THE SARCASTIC!READER SHE AND SPENCE HAVE A BESTFRIENDS TO LOVERS ARC 🫶🫶

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RIP Matthew Perry, thank you for playing the king of sarcasm and being my inspiration for this. 🩷

“Serial killers and childhood neglect have actually been linked together for years. Some of the most notorious serial killers were abused in some shape or fashion at home. Which makes sense whenever you take into account how easy it is to psychologically break a person and cause them to shut down, children being more receptive than most adults.” Spencer rambled on about some study he had been reading about.

Everyone was mostly tuned out besides you, your left hand holding the travel size cereal box up in clear view, your eyes wide. “That explains why I can’t stop eating this cereal! My mom made my life a living hell and now, all I think about is cereal. Oh god.” You said in a sarcastic tone, causing Derek to chuckle from his desk.

“She’s a cereal killer.” He joked while you both were giggling, making Spencer look between you and Derek, a confused expression on his face.

“She’s not a serial killer. I don’t think she’d be working here if she was one.”

The laughter continued on at your coworker’s obliviousness. “No, Spence,” JJ shook her head as she approached your chair, gently taking the little box before holding it up. “The joke is that she’s eating cereal. Cereal killer.” The blonde explained as you were turning back to Spencer.

“Oh, it’s no joke. I’ve got six bodies in my apartment right now. Just waiting to get home to do away with them.” You continued on, a little snort leaving your lips as you were getting your cereal back.

As you were pushing a handful in your mouth, you watched as Spencer looked at you with his head tilted to the side. “You haven’t killed anyone. I know that for a fact. You’re too nice.” He said while he was tapping his pen against his desk, JJ let out a huff and waved him off before she was walking away from your desk to get to her office.

“Isn’t there such a thing as killing people with kindness? That is my big move. I will be nice to them and boom,” You punched the palm of your hand to appear menacing. “I go in for the kill.”

Spencer was shaking his head with a soft giggle at the mere idea of it, your sarcasm slowly seeping through the cracks in an obvious way where he could see it.

“Right. How foolish of me to not understand it.” He joked softly while looking back down to the page he’d been doodling on. Your humor was new to Spencer, something he wasn’t really used to. You were a very sarcastic person, hardly ever having a conversation without injecting the encounter with your wit and sarcasm. He was still pretty clueless with it, however he felt he was getting better. Especially now that you had him saying his own sarcastic phrases at random times. It was weird for the rest of the team seeing the way you’d slowly brought Spencer out of that little bubble he was used to.

He was always the one who didn’t understand jokes or take sarcasm, appearing confused a good chunk of his career from the jokes and lighthearted banter. Being friends with you was a good way to learn how to understand though, which was why he was so lucky that you were his best friend.

“I was thinking of watching a movie. Do you wanna join me?” You asked, packing up your things as you looked over at Spencer as he raised an eyebrow.

“Tonight?” He asked, making you shake your head.

“No. Next week.” You answered with a deadpan expression while he crinkled his nose.

“You’re.. Being sarcastic..” He began while you rolled your eyes fondly with a smile.

“You think, genius? Come on, are you gonna come over or not?” You asked while putting your bag over your shoulder.

“I don’t see why not. Can we watch that new show that’s airing tonight?” He asked curiously, already following you out of the bullpen. He knew you’d give him a ride rather than sending him to go on the metro and meet you there later.

“Sure. I’ve been interested in it anyway. The new sci-fi one, right?” You asked as you made it to the parking garage with him as you were both in search of your car.

“Yes! It actually looks very interesting because from what I’ve read, they don’t make up their own rules as they go. They are using actual scientific data and evidence.” He gushed while you were clapping your hands together.

“Like learning in school! Oh how I loved school!” You were laughing as he had taken notice of the sarcasm and nudged your arm.

“Seriously. It’s going to be great! You may not think it now but you’ll enjoy it while learning about the real world when it comes to tech and space exploration.”

“We’ll have to see about that Dr. Reid.”

The ride back to your apartment was peaceful, the sounds of some radio station filling the quiet atmosphere of the car as you passed by numerous street signs. The comfortable silence was something you liked, never needing to strike up a conversation to enjoy Spencer’s company. Even if he was just reading while you were on your phone.

Back at your apartment, you’d just gotten the channel you needed pulled up, having about ten minutes until the show was supposed to air. Spencer made sure to tape it back at his own apartment, wanting to go back and watch alone to fully appreciate the show for more than its entertainment quality.

“Do you want me to run to the kitchen and get snacks?”

“You don’t have to run, Reid. You can walk.”

“Ha ha. So funny. Snacks or not?”

You were waving him off with a little laugh, offering a smile. “Yeah, yeah. Please go get some snacks. I think I have a big bag of that buttered popcorn you’re obsessed with.”

Spencer practically skipped to the kitchen upon hearing the news, retrieving one of your mixing bowls from one of your cupboards. After filling it up generously with the snack of choice, he was stopped by the fridge to grab two water bottles. With the two cold beverages under his arm, he was hurrying to the living room.

“I think we are all set.” He beamed with pride while placing the bowl on the table.

“Perfect. You’re right on time. It should start after these commercials.” You informed him while leaning forward to get a handful of popcorn from the bowl. While pushing a piece of popcorn into your mouth, you were only raising an eyebrow when you felt a pair of eyes on you. “What?” You asked, head turning to face Spencer as he quickly put his hands up in self defense.

“Nothing! I just wanted to see if it was good, that's all.”

“Right. I hate to tell you this, it tastes like buttered garbage. I don’t think you should subject yourself to eating it.” You joked, picking up a piece before flicking it in his direction, his eyes widening as he felt the snack hit his cheek.

“That could’ve taken out my eye!”

“Too bad it didn’t. We could get you an eyepatch.”

That was when Spencer took it a step further, getting a small handful of popcorn before throwing it in your direction. He was too busy laughing at your expression that mirrored his shock from earlier, pieces of popcorn in your hair and some on the couch.

“Is it a war that you want?”

“Me? You started it! Call it returned fire.”

That kickstarted a popcorn fight that didn’t seem to let up. Spencer was reaching into the now empty bowl before letting his eyes widen. He had no more ammo yet you had two handfuls. He was done for.

“You can apologize and we can end this.” You warned, your body now propped up on your knees as you had eventually turned to face him on the couch. “Just one ‘I’m sorry’ can end this bloodshed.”

“Never.”

“Suit yourself, Reid.” You were winding back one hand whenever Spencer was moving quickly to grip your wrist. There was some screaming, some laughing, and eventually you were being wrestled down onto the couch.

“Drop it!” Spencer laughed, both of your wrists being pinned down. “You do that and this will be all over.”

“No way.” You laughed, panting as you were being pinned down, some of Spencer’s long hair tickling the skin of your cheeks. You had both been in that position for a few more minutes before things calmed down, leaving you and the man above you to stare at one another and wait to reach a stalemate.

There was a growing tension, your faces only inches apart as he had you trapped between his body and the couch. Those beautiful eyes were looking down at you, almost as if Spencer was using the close proximity to take in every feature on your face. It was enough to make your face flush, cheeks hot from his gaze fixed on you and only you. The sound of the opening credits for the show you were supposed to be watching was playing in the background yet you could only look at each other.

There wasn’t a beat missed as he leaned down, lips against yours in a soft, yet cautious kiss. He felt like he had to play it safe, although the way you were feverishly returning the kiss told him all that he needed to know.

There was a fiery passion as your lips slotted together, almost as if they were made for one another. Your hands were moving to tangle in his hair, legs now wrapped around his waist as you both gave in to your urges that were always bubbling under the surface for however long you’d known the loveable genius.

It felt right, in a way. The way your were wrapped in one another’s embrace while having a moment of passion that you never expected to happen. However you had to admit, this was better than you ever thought.

Spencer was pulling out of the kiss, face flushed as he stared down at you with a shy smile. “It felt right. I’m sorry.” He whispered, only being pleased with the way you responded by pulling him down to connect your lips again, wanting to savor another moment as if he were going to disappear in thin air if you let him get too far.

The kiss had escalated soon enough, both of your clothes in a pile on the floor as you were tangled up on the couch, nothing but underwear separating you from each other. “Are you sure that you want this?” Spencer soon asked, his forehead against yours. Your friendship was always special to him, so naturally, he was worried about preserving those positive memories and the relationship as a whole.

“Definitely sure. I’ve thought about this for years.” For once, you were genuine. There was no hint of sarcasm dripping from your tone. That’s how he knew this was serious. “I’ve always loved you. I know you know that because I tell you all the time but it’s.. It's different than loving your best friend.”

Your confession had Spencer’s cheeks bright red, head nodding slowly to show he was paying attention. “Y-yeah. I love you more than a friend too.” He said slowly while he was bringing his hands down your hips, his fingertips tracing over your hot skin as he was hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties.

Your hips lifted to assist him tugging your underwear down, your own cheeks hot from being exposed in one of your most intimate areas. It wasn’t like you hadn’t had sex before and you had confidence when you did but this seemed different.

“I need.. Hold on.” Spencer began while pushing himself up a bit, your watching with a raised eyebrow as you propped yourself up on your elbows. He went for his slacks, getting his wallet.

“Are you gonna pay me for this?”

“What?! No! I-I just..” He began, shuffling through the wallet before he was pulling a condom from one of the wallet folds.

“You have a condom? You were planning for this?”

“No! I have.. I asked Derek for one. Obviously not for tonight but I had to be prepared!” He said quickly while tossing his wallet on the table.

You didn’t tease him any farther, instead your eyes gazing over his body as he was shimmying out of his boxers while standing. Just kissing you had his cock semi-hard, his hand wrapping around his shaft to give a few pumps in order to complete the process although it wasn’t too hard with the anticipation of what was to come tonight.

After sliding on the contraception, he was heading over to get settled between your legs. His eyes were glancing over your glistening pussy, your arousal shining in the dim light of the living room. “Wow.” He whispered, hand moving between your thighs as his thumb pressed against your throbbing clit. The pressure alone was enough to make your mouth go slack.

“Fuck.” You breathed while feeling the pad of his thumb start to rub your clit, your arousal coating it with each swipe. He was taking his time with teasing you, at least.

When he was finished with massaging the bundle of nerves and he couldn’t hold back any more, he was grabbing his cock before lining his tip along with your entrance, thick tip breaching your slick cunt as he was slowly pushing into you when you were both ready enough.

There was a pleasurable burn as he was stretching out your inner walls, your hands tightly gripping onto his shoulders as you pulled his body down onto yours just to feel his skin against yours. It was oddly more intimate than you could’ve expected, even with him staying perfectly still with his cock nestled deep inside of you.

There was a soft gasp leaving your lips when he gave a slow thrust, just testing the waters for now as he didn’t wanna go too crazy before you were ready. He didn’t plan on going super hard anyway, that wasn’t who he was. “You alright?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Keep going.” You urged.

Once you proved comfortable enough due to your persistence, Spencer’s thrusts began to pick up a steady pace and rhythm. Your moans were enough encouragement for him to feel confident enough in the act, not shying away from you as much as anyone would’ve expected.

They rhythmic sound of his skin slapping against yours coupled with your gasps, shaky breaths and moans were filling the living room, the long forgotten show still filling the background noise. Spencer had since embraced you, one arm wrapped under your frame as the other kept himself pushed up over you. He just wanted to feel you close, to hold you as he made love to you.

It was beautiful to him, the way you were holding him and keeping him close in return. It was like you were the only people in the world, no responsibilities other than being close to one another. The warmth of your flushed skin against his was all he needed to be happy.

It was a dream, essentially. A dream so vibrant that Spencer didn’t want it to end, even if he knew that realistically he couldn’t be in a dreamland forever.

As he was torn from his thoughts at the feeling of your hands on his cheeks, he was offering you a smile as you were locking eyes with one another. “I love you.” He said softly, repeating what you’d both confessed earlier while leaning down to press his lips against yours.

It was after the fact whenever you were finally speaking again, body sitting up from the spot you were in on the couch as Spencer had retreated to the kitchen to dispose of the used condom. “Do you wanna come take a shower with me? No funny business.” You put your hands up in defense.

“No. It’s too personal for me to see you naked.” For the first time, Spencer was the one to be sarcastic with you, making you both burst into laughter.

“I’ve taught you well. Come on.”

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This is EXACTLY how I get around people I like! It’s written out so perfectly! I had so much fun reading it, even when experiencing it is a hell and a half

🍷 Alcohol Free 🍷

Week 1 of my Playlist series! Inspired by Alcohol Free by TWICE.

Summary: You're the designated driver for half of your friends, and Spencer is the designated driver for the other half, so why do you feel so buzzed when you're around him? OR; taking every opportunity when you finally meet Spencer Reid for the first time ♡

Warnings: fluff, mentions of alcohol consumption, but reader and Spencer are both sober. A/N: Welcome to week 1 of the Playlist! I think we started with an absolute banger, and for such a fun, upbeat song with this, I had to make this a fluff (sorry to all my smut and angst enjoyed, please be patient 🫡). I hope you enjoy it! Don't forget to send me more song recs, as I'll be writing one follower chosen song fic per month 🥳

Check out my masterlist here~

“How much have you had to drink exactly, Pen?” You laugh as you watch her wobble back and forth, at her table.

“We started with champagne and wine. And then there was the cocktail round, so, a few margaritas here and there. And a mojito. Maybe a mimosa. I think a guy bought me a pint colada at the bar earlier,” her words were so sharp you almost couldn't believe she'd drank anything at all, but the fact that she said all this while swaying gently from side to side had you giggling at her antics.

“Don't forget the tequila!” Penelope's friend Emily groaned from the other side of the table then were gathered at, face already flat on the surface as if her hangover had already hit.

You'd been friends with Penelope for over a year now, so you were acquainted with all of the girls there, and had agreed to come and meet them on one of their girls nights out. You were never a big drinker though, so you offered to be the designated driver for the half of the gang that were committed to Uber-ing home.

They'd been drinking since the mid afternoon, and by the time you'd gotten off work and cleaned up for the bar, it was obvious that they were going to be a handful.

“Y/N, YOU'RE REALLY PRETTY, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?” JJ shouted from her seat beside you.

“Thank you, JJ, you already said that three times tonight. Maybe we should get you some water?”

“And so kind too, my princess in shining armour,” Penelope giggled.

For most people, being the only sober person on a night out was hell, but you found yourself enjoying it more and more as the years went by. Drunk women were so much like kindergarteners when they reaches a certain blood alcohol level, and you loved seeing what your usually serious and cool girlfriends would come up with.

You also wanted to make sure they stayed safe, and with the impressive list of multiple alcohols they'd just ingested, you wondered if you should be carting them off to the emergency room then and there.

“I THINK YOU'D LIKE MY FRIEND SPENCER. HE'S NERDY. YOU'D MAKE CUTE BABIES.” JJ was still shouting all of her words, despite the bar being relatively quiet and you almost did a spit take with your water as she kept on.

“Stop trying to marry Spence off, Jennifer.” Penelope giggled, over pronouncing JJ's name as if it were her first time ever using the word.

You'd heard a lot about this Spencer Reid since you'd become close with the girls at the table, and honestly, you were happy that JJ deemed you good enough for their Spencer.

From the sounds of it, all three of them nagged at him like elder sisters who found him endearingly annoying, and were fiercely protective of him. It made you curious.

“Are you seeing anyone, Y/N?” Emily asked, finally lifting her head up slightly, but in a way that made it look like it weighed 500 lbs more than usual.

“I'm not.”

“Why? You're smoking. Half the men in here have been circling your like sharks for the hour you've been here.” You laughed at that and pushed a bottle of water in Emily's direction again, encouraging her to take small sips of water.

“I'm being serious! I may be drunk beyond belief but this is a sober thought.”

“Emily, I love you, but none of these men are interested in me. I'm practically a spinster. I'm 27, I have no money and no prospects, yada yada, already a burden to my parents.”

“That was something nerdy, I know that was something nerdy, my Spencie Senses are tingling,” she quipped.

And as if right on cue, a quiet voice popped up from behind you and all the hairs on your neck stood on edge as it happened.

“It's a quote from the 2005 Pride and Prejudice movie, so it's not really all that nerdy, Emily.” You turned, slightly startled in your seat as you finally met the elusive Doctor Spencer Reid.

“SPENCE!” JJ cheered, and the other girls similarly whooped at his entrance. They were overjoyed, but you were slightly overwhelmed, because not once in their descriptions of Spencer Reid had they ever told you that he was quite possibly one of the hottest men to ever grace this good Earth.

His hair was slightly curly, a mess of waves flopping into his eyes, but shorter on the sides, highlighting his sculpted jaw. He was tall, on the lean side and craning your neck to look up at him was a happy experience to say the least.

He greeted his friends and looked down to you, and you felt all the blood suddenly rush to your brain when your eyes locked. Dear God.

“Spencer, this is Y/N, my wonderful, gorgeous, single and attractive friend. Say hello, Spencer.”

“Hello,” he gladly followed the instructions Penelope gave him, and you practically giggled at the sound of his voice. Giggled.

“Hello. I'm the wonderful, gorgeous, attractive Y/N,” you waved at him slightly, but your brain wouldn't stop thumping around as you enjoyed the sight of the man.

“Penelope actually told me about you before. You're working at the indie bookstore near Café Density, right? Castle Books? I got a first edition of T.S. Eliot’s Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats there a few months ago.”

“You!” You gasped the word, as a garage of words fell from your mouth in a stream. “You bastard, I was saving for months to buy that thing, and three days before my paycheck I turn up and it was gone! Oh my god, how does it smell? Are the pages mustard yellow or still A little white? They never let me touch it because I almost burst into tears every time I got close.”

To your astonishment, he didn't recoil from your spitfire speech, but laughed happily.

“It's great, the illustrations are amazing. I didn't know someone else had their eye on it when I went in, I'm sorry.”

“Don't apologise for finding treasure. You'd be a horrible pirate if you did that.” You brain really wasn't connected with your mouth anymore and you resisted the urge to turn and bolt away from the discussion.

“Thank you? I'm not a pirate, but I think that was a compliment.”

“See, nerds made in heaven, JJ was right.” The panic built up again slightly and you were sure your brain was going to explode with all the heat that was flooding to your face.

“What's JJ right about?” Reid inquired, and you almost grasped your chest to stop your heart from beating out of it when he cocked his head to the side.

You hadn't had a lick of alcohol the entire night, and yet you're entire body was reacting like it was drunk on Spencer Reid.

“Oh just that you and Y/N here would make beautiful-”

“BEAUTIFUL CONVERSATIONS HAPPEN.” You quickly cut Penelope off, sending her a warning look that was less subtle than just straight up telling her to shut her mouth.

“Can we go now?” Emily dropped her head to the table again as she threw out the words, looking suddenly three shades greener than she was a moment before. “I think that last shot was the drink that broke the camel's liver, and I'm the camel.”

You passed her the water again and slowly started to help your friends gently gather their things, noticing that Spencer was doing the same.

No wonder these girls were so protective of him if this is how well he treats them. He was their coworker, but he would have absolutely been confused for a filial son for any of the three women as he helped them each.

“Where do you live, Y/N?” He asked casually as you both helped the women out of the bar and into the fresh air. “My car is a bit small, but we can throw these three in the back together and they'll mostly sleep until they get back to their homes.”

“Oh no, you don't have to do that, I can go by myself-”

“I can't let a drunk woman go home by herself, Penelope would give me hell in the morning.” This earned a few giggles from the women beside you. You thought you heard Emily mumbling “some profiler he is,” under her breath as well.

You hesitated. You should've been explaining that you hadn't had anything to drink yet, that you actually drove here yourself and that your car was likely parked right by his. You should've offered to take at least one woman off his hands for the night to share the burden of making sure your friends didn't die.

But it was true that each of the women was likely to completely pass out when they got into the car, like newborns being rocked to sleep by their mothers. And that left Spencer Reid free for conversation.

“Thank you, that would be really nice, actually,” you smiled and followed the man to his car, lugging your wonderfully buzzed friends behind you.

#fic rec

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Ahhh Queenie thank you so much! Hongjoong feels so sweet in this, I love the cozy cuddly vibes so much! Taking it further than normal under the mistletoe sounds so wonderful! Thank you for writing it for me 🩵

To: @twisted-tales-of-all hope you like it, me being stress for the hoildays, but i try my best on this piece, is from me to u. Also, have a happy holiday and break my friend. You deserve it!!!

From: Queenie 👑

Also thank you for @cultofdionysusnet for this event, hope to do more

> Summary: Christmas has always been yours and Hong Joong holiday. Wearing matching pajamas, matching fuzzy socks, wrapping presents. When you two were slugging by the fireplace an idea popped into your devilishly head that this Christmas you will be unwrapping something else under the mistletoe.

🎊 >characters : Boyfriend! Hongjoong X Y/N

🎉>Genre: fluff, smut

🌟> Au/ Trope: Boyfriend! Hongjoong

🎄>word count: 557

✨️>warnings: non

🎆 > tagging: @twisted-tales-of-all , CODN Santa23

🧨> Author note: MDNI (minors do not interact)

🎉 > networks: @cultofdionysusnet @wonderlandnet @monsterfvckersunited

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“I Can't believe Christmas is here. Beside decorating the fireplace, wearing our favorite pajamas.” “Not only that, drinking hot coco snuggling against the fireplace.” You kissed Hong Joong on top of his head after the two of you were done decorating the Christmas tree. The both of you saw that it was snowing outside making the perfect reason to snuggle by the fireplace. “ I love you so much Y/N, you make me happy, always putting a smile on my face. Or everytime that I see you I just smile.” “I love you too Hong Joong, you're the best thing that has happened to me in my life. Thank you for spending my favorite holiday with me.” He kissed you on the lips while holding his cup of Coco in his right hand until you took his cup sitting on the coffee table. After the intense kiss you two had all you could do was stare at his eyes, the lust the hong joong had in his eyes wanting to have you screaming his name like a prayer while making you feel loved, but most importantly treating you like a god or goddess after this wonderful day. “I love you so much, you have no idea my love.” “I love you too my king, without you I will still be where I was before I met you, come let’s dance I have a christmas classic song.” You put on Have yourself a Merry little Christmas by Frank Sinatra. Him humming the song while holding you closed then he kissed his cheek. “Is almost time for opening our gifts, Hong- Joong.” “I would rather unwrap something else, look like we are underneath the mistletoe.” “Yes I see, merry christmas my love.” He pulls you down gently into the floor by the fireplace, kissing your neck, going to your collar bones removing your shirt along with his. All you could do is to let him guide himself enjoying this wonderful moment. Before you know it your pants were already gone inserting two of his fingers to prep you before the main course. “H~ Hong-joong… I need you.” “say the magic word my love.” “Please love, Please I need you I don’t want this to end.” “Your wish is my command.” Hong- Joong removed his pants and put on a condom he grunted a bit, you moved your hips a bit the pain turned into pleasure. Until you flip him and start to bounce on him. “You feel good, my love.” “you feel better hong- joong.” Hong-Joong pulled you closer and kissed your lips while he held your arms back and thrusted up until you moaned out his name. “H-Hong-joong, I can't hold it anymore.” “Then let’s cum together my love.” Both of you released, and kissed you. “Thank you for everyday Y/N.” “Your welcome, And besides the present’s could wait until tomorrow. I don’t want to get up yet let’s rest.” He smiled as you closed your eyes, all he could do is to cherish this moment he had with you Underneath the Mistletoe.

#fic recs #blog recs #cult members #secret santa<3 #i am once again apologizing for the replies to your anons in Storyteller persona #I hope it wasn’t too difficult to read through my answers #but it’s such a nice story either way so thank you!!

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Omg yes so much of this just feels so right! Losing my mind into the delulu for a second brb

HONGJOONG NSFW ALPHABET

A - Aftercare (how is he after sex)

I think Hongjoong is quite gentle, he will pay attention to your needs and your behavior so he can cater to your needs. He'll probably provide some water and shower with you.

B- Bodypart (his favourite bodypart on you)

He loves your hands. His mind is a little poetic so he likes your hands for all kinds of reasons; you can do beautiful things with them, you could change the world with them. But he is also just obsessed with the way you touch him with your hands-

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

He loves to cum inside your mouth, feeling you swallow it makes him go feral.

D - Dirty secret (his dirty secret)

He wants to record the sound of you two having sex in his studio and maybe even include something in a song one day (nothing too extreme obv).

E - Experience (how experienced is he?)

I would say he has experience, but I don't think he's been with that many people. But he defo knows what he is doing.

F - Favourite position

Doggy. Doggy. Doggy.

G - Goofy (how he acts in the moment?)

He's not super goofy, unless he's under influence, otherwise he will smile or smirk but it's more out of love/lust than really laughing at something.

H - Hair (how groomed is he?)

I would say he's the type to have everything shaved tbh, if not it's verrrryy trimmed.

I - Intimacy (how passionate is he?)

He's quite passionate I think, he's the type to fuck into you from behind and mutter dirty words into your ear.

J - Jack off (how often does he masturbate?)

I would say not a lot but a regular amount? Maybe 2-3 times a week depending on his schedules.

K - Kink

He loves clothes so I think he'd also be the type to really love lingerie and types of sexual clothing.

L - Location (what's his favourite place to have sex?)

Bedroom / studio.

M - Motivation (what keeps him going?)

He loves feeling your hands over his body and your fingers in his hair MMMM.

N - NO (what is a no-go for him/turn-offs?)

I don't think he's the type to be an exhibitionist/voyeur, so he might say no to that and keep stuff private.

O - Oral (giving or receiving, skill etc.)

This man's a giver fr.

P - Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

I think he's slow at first, teasing you and then getting faster and faster towards the end.

Q - Quickie (their opinion on quickies)

This man is BIG on quickies, even if it's not penetrating and it's just oral or fingering, he loves it.

R - Risk (experiments, taking risks etc.)

He might experiment in bdsm? I feel like he's the type to be into stuff like that-

S - Stamina (how long does he last?)

I would say he lasts quite a while but he's the type for having just one round, but it'd just be a long ass round tbh. Would have sex multiple times a day, just not many times in a row.

T - Toys (do they own toys? does he use them with his partner or himself?)

Oh yeah he got 'em, uses them on both of you. Definitely.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

SUCH A TEASSEEE OMG? Would live for teasing tf out of you and make you yearn for them.

V - Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)

I don't think Joong would be too loud, but he'd be keeping it on the low but his breathing would give it away.

W - Wild Card (random headcanon)

Hongjoong bends you over his studio panel as he drops to his knees to dive his tongue into your pussy. You were a moaning mess in no-time, leaning onto the panel and accidentally pushing a button saying rec....

X - X-Ray (what's going on in them pants?)

I don't think he's very big, he's rather an average sized guy. I'd say he'd have more length than girth.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sexdrive?)

Average I think? He has some periods where it's quite high but he also has his lows.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

Depends where you have sex and if you go for a shower. After a shower he's wide awake, otherwise he's passed out in no time-

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @mjyungi @bratty-tingz @sugarnspice630

#fic recs #blog recs

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jay-recommends-scenarios · 2 years ago

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ATEEZ telling their S/O ‘i love you’ for the first time

seonghwa

hongjoong

yunho

yeosang

san

mingi

wooyoung

jongho

#going insane actually #fic recs #smau

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ATEEZ IN LOVE - Hongjoong

Hongjoong is not someone who falls in love right away.

He knows how to separate love from warmth. And as much as he enjoys physical affection, he has to hold back.

To him, what might be a simple expression of warmth may easily be misconstrued by others as something more.

To some extent, this frustrates him because he can't be himself, randomly reaching out to play with their earlobes while watching a movie, or resting a hand on the leg, not out of affection, but because he just feels comforted by idle touch.

The reason he hasn't opened up his heart to many is mostly because if people think his attentive eye contact, hand holding, and embraces is enough to fall in love, then they might not be prepared for what he's really capable of when he's in love.

Hongjoong in love is far from idle.

His mind won't stop racing. His music will have traces of his cloud nine state. He'll be checking his phone more often than usual for replies or calls, or even to check if your social media is being updated. But he won't comment. He would have probably screenshot your selfie on your stories though.

He'll look for reasons to steal you away, even if it's just to talk a walk around the corner because fifteen minutes is all he has before his next schedule.

Hongjoong will never say he's in love, but you'll feel it and see it.

Hongjoong will pay attention to what's missing and fill it.

He'll walk closely behind you because it means he gets to see you entirely. Plus, it would be a huge perk that he can get a whiff of your perfume when the wind hits right.

He would never let you walk close to the street. He will always be the one in the outermost lane.

So, remember physical touch as his love language? He'll never just hold your hand. He'll make sure that when your hands are free, he'll steal it for a moment, fingers interlaced with yours, and stuffed into his jacket pocket. This way, you're the closest you can be to him without PDA, something he's a little more reserved about.

Plus, the warmth. And he loves warmth.

Hongjoong stares.

It's futile to get him to look at the camera on Zoom, because all he's doing is watching your video in full screen. If he makes eye contact with you, he'll be looking at the camera. He's already told you it makes no sense to stare at a camera. He gets nothing from it.

He knows he's being bratty, but some days, when he really can't be with you, what he needs is just to see you as you are. He can only really sleep once you do, even if it's just on screen.

Then on rare occasions, where his schedule is much more forgiving, he makes it a point that his evenings and early mornings are free so he could at least have you to himself at the beginning and end of each day.

In the morning, when you're up and preparing to start the day, he makes it a point to stay in bed and bury his face in your pillow. He know he can embrace you and bury his face in your hair, but there's something he loves about your smell on linen and fabric.

At night, he'll jump in bed first, because he loves seeing you make your way to him. He enjoys when you close the light of the bathroom behind you and then choose him to end your day with in bed.

On days when you're getting ready together, he loves those little moments where you leave the door open to the bathroom. As he's freshening up, he would watch you through the mirror as you got dressed.

There were times when he'd make sure to take the brushing of his teeth to the bedroom so he could just be in the same room as you.

The thing with Hongjoong is, though he loves idle touch or embracing you so tightly you almost fuse into one blob, it's more than enough for him to just know you're around.

Hongjoong in love is someone who is content.

He's perfectly happy about little bits of proof like how you both own the bed and the apartment, or that he's sleeping in the sheets you picked out, or you're wearing his shirt to bed.

Hongjoong loves it when he can give you what you have, when you'll let him provide you with it.

Hongjoong's pretty sure it's you.

He might look like a man who likes to keep his options open, but the truth is, he's pretty sure it's only you he wants. He's as loyal as they come. And though it might scare some people how it's so second nature to him that he can love so deeply, this is his true super power.

Hongjoong is constant, grounded, and with the right person, he is his most beautiful, most earnest self.

If Hongjoong is in love with you, you will have the world.

#i have never heard the way i love written so eloquently #but this is it #and if someone were to love me back in the same way i love them i’d melt #fic recs

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☆ Drabbles & Other Small Works. ☆

ʚɞ Dom Changkyun ʚɞ

ʚɞ Sub Hongjoong ʚɞ

ʚɞ Dom Seonghwa ʚɞ

☆ Longer Works ☆

ʚɞ Angel Hyunjin ʚɞ

☆ Series ☆

☆ Moodboards ☆

#LOOK AT MY LOVE #EVERYBODY #blog recs

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BRB LEMME REBOOT BC MY SOUL HAS LEFT MY BODY

^DAMN FUCKING RIGHT HE CAN

^RIGHT AWAY YESSSSSS USE ME !! DO WHATEVER YOU WANT

^I’m going insane actually, I’m barking for villain!hongjoong someone stop me

FELIX YOU’RE BREAKING PEOPLE HERE

The Villain (HJ)

villain!hongjoong x good girl!reader

Summary: Being the towns local good girl, you caught the eye of the towns big bad villain, and he NEEDS you. He WANTS you. So he takes what he wants.

Warnings: MDNI, EVIL JOONG IS A BIG RED FLAG, rough, getting caught, choking, pwp, mention of breeding, monster sized cock joong,

WC: 1,291

AU: hero/villain

Genre: SMUT

tags: @nebulousbrainsoup @jay-scenarios @wooyoungqueen @ad0rechuu @staytinyville @pyeonghongrie-main @yunho-mp3

nets: @cromernet @cultofdionysusnet @wonderlandnet @k-labels @kflixnet @pirateeznet

BRAIN GO BRRR, this could've been better but oh well.

With your flowy skirts and pretty attitude, you are the town's local good girl, everyone loved you. You always helped in any way you could, which meant the towns hero, Hwa, his alias, fell in love with you. However, you also caught the eye of another, Kim Hongjoong, the villain.

He used to be a happy man, but then things started not going his way, he became a brat. He started rebelling, setting things aflame. Destroying things across town, it started out as little things, then it started to progress when Hwa started getting in his way. The two used to be friends but then Hongjoong's ways became evil. Seonghwa always got what he wanted, never Hongjoong. So, they became enemies. Trying to take each other out at any chance they got.

Trying to off each other, even pining after the same girl.

That's where you come in.

Trudging yourself across town, books in hand, a man stepped in front of you, "Oh, Seonghwa! Hi!"

Red flashed across his face, 'Hey, Y/N, I was wondering, would you maybe wanna go on a date with me on Saturday?"

You switched your heavy books to one hand to scratch the back of your neck, "I can't, I have things I have to do, Seonghwa. I'm sorry. Maybe some other time?"

He was constantly trying to woo you, but never could accomplish such an easy task. Were you playing hard to get? No..you were too sweet for that. Right?

Of course, however, despite your sweet and happy persona. You liked bad things, you loved the bad prospects, you liked bad boys. Seonghwa was just far too good for you. You could never let anyone know that though, everyone would dismiss you as the good girl.

They would wonder, 'Who could corrupt such a nice thing?'

Kim Hongjoong. That is who.

With his mean acts, his evil smirk, his pretty eyes. You fell in love with him, but alas, why would he want you? You're too nice for your own good.

You had seen him around in school before he became the villain, he was the outcast, but you liked that about him. You wanted to befriend him. Your parents and friends alike wouldn't let you. They always thought something was wrong with him. They were right. He's evil incarnate, but that made you fall harder. You yearned for him, for his touch for him to tell you all the things he would do to you.

"I see, that's alright, Y/N. I'll see you around." Seonghwa smiled and left you alone in the street.

You rolled your eyes at his goody-two-shoes attitude, yes, you were the same, but you only behaved such a way as to not disappoint your family.

Little did you know though, Hongjoong DID want you, he saw you as the girl he wanted to corrupt, he didn't know your true thoughts of course.

He thought you only want Seonghwa, even more mad that Seonghwa got what he wanted.

But he saw you. Saw you just reject Seonghwa. It nearly brought tears to his eyes. He won. He finally won.

Hongjoong watched you walk into an alley, so he followed you. He was ready to finally confront you.

As you made your way down the cramped buildings, you could hear footsteps behind you, so you quickened your pace.

"Wait! Y/N." A voice you haven't heard in years called out to you.

You turned on your heel to face him, "Hongjoong?"

He didn't smile, just nodded, "Hey. It's good to see you."

You took this time to smile, "You as well."

He stepped up closer to you and you didn't move from your spot, "I'm surprised you aren't running."

"Why would I run?"

"Cuz' I'm the villain of the town?" He tilted his head in confusion.

"Okay, and?"

Hongjoong laughed deeply, it was so attractive to you. He gave you his signature smirk, before placing his hands on your waist, he could see in your eyes that you wanted him.

He wanted you too.

"So, shall we go back to what you could say, is my evil lair?"

You laughed and nodded, "Yes, Joong, I'd love to."

The second you stepped into his lavish mansion, he slammed you into the wall, his lips attacking your neck. Nipping and pulling at the skin to create the biggest marks anyone has seen. Hwa will know that you are taken. He will never have you. Hongjoong will make sure of it.

He tapped your thighs for you to jump up.

He carried you through many halls, many staircases, the strength on this man was so unforgivingly hot.

The second he reached a certain room, the cold air affected your nipples. They hardened within a second.

It was in fact, his lair.

Machines lined the walls, a few couches strung about, but in the middle of the room sat a large metal slabbed table.

"Strip." He sets you down, in a demanding voice.

"Leave the skirt on."

He watched as you were about to pull off your flowy skirt.

Once you stood bare in everything but your skirt, he approached you, "Mmm, mine to corrupt."

Grabbing your chin with one hand, he forced you to face him, "I'm going to have you ruined for anyone else, Seonghwa will never want you when I am done with you." He whispered in your ear.

He backed you up into the table, the cold metal hitting your lower back. He quickly spun you around, bending you over the table.

He flipped up the back of the skirt and stared at your wet and warm cunt, "Is all this for me, my good girl?" His finger dipped into the dripping slick.

You moaned into the table, "A-all for you!" You could feel his well-hung cock against the back of your thighs through his slacks.

When he was done playing with your slick, he removed his belt before grabbing your wrists and tying them behind your back, "Good girls don't get to touch when it comes to me."

"I'm going to fuck you into next week, and that is a promise."

He ran his monster-sized cock along your folds, "I don't know if I really should give you what you want." He grinned evilly, alas you couldn't see it.

You were about to beg but before you could, he pushed his large cock inside, "Fucking god, so tight." He growled almost inhumanly.

he rubbed your asscheeks before beginning his descent into pleasure.

The table rock with each thrust his pushed into you, his free hand pushed you down further into the table to prevent any back arches or movements, "Take what I give you. No more, no less."

His harsh thrusts turned slow and soft as he flipped you around. His hand made his way to your throat. Once he made contact, he squeezed your throat hard, only enough to slightly choke you.

His hard thrusts returned, leaving bruises behind. The skin slapping and moans filled the room.

When his lips found yours, there was no love behind them. It was all just need.

"Should I knock you up? Yeah? For the town to see you get bred by the villain? No, I shouldn't. I hate children." He groaned into your ear.

"I will mark you, and feed you my cum, so you'll be dripping."

His thrusts were beginning to turn sloppy, "Gonna fucking fill you."

You wanted to hold him so bad, but could only wrap your legs around him to pull him closer to you.

"Please, just fuck me, Joong!"

The second his warm cum spilled into you, the door to his lair burst open.

Seonghwa stood there,

"What the fuck, Y/N!"

And there was Hongjoong's signature evil smirk, he got what he wanted.

#fic recs #blog recs

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I shouldn’t like this as much as I do, but man that’s hot af. Thank the gods I’m colorblind, those flags can’t actually be red if I trick myself into thinking otherwise.

^TELL ME YOUR NAME AND ILL DO IT GDI. WATCH ME ALL YOU WANT errrrr I mean… ohhh nooo a voyeur, how dare you I’m insane (((:

^HELLO????? WHAT A GOOD BOY???? HOLY FUCK

and don’t even get me STARTED on that ending. Boy I will brat the hell out and never use your name if that means you continue to trying fucking me in different ways. Just go ahead and [long, drawn out train horn passing by]

THANK YOU FOR THIS SWEET DEATH TOPAZ

My Darling

Submission #5 for Arousal August held by @wooyoungmybelovedhusband and @taehyungisminee

☂️Pairing: Stray Kids, Jisung x Reader (f)

☂️Au/Trope: yandere trope, neighbors to lovers

☂️Rating: 18+ MDNI, smut

☂️Warnings: voyeurism kink, ⚠YANDERE THEMES⚠= spying, hacking, stealing your sex toys, mentions of locking you up until you love him BEWARE, oral (f receiving), degradation kink, penetrative sex with barrier, masturbation, sex toys, anal play (f receiving), dom!reader, sub!Jisung

☂️Synopsis: one chance encounter with Jisung as you move into your new apartment begins a one sided love that turns into obsession

☂️Word Count: 1,250

☂️Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland thank you my darling betas

~🌴Previous | Arousal August Master list

Jisung was utterly hopelessly in love with you. He was blown away when you banged into him while moving in and he’s been in love with you ever since. Sure, his love could be called an obsession, you didn’t actually know his name nor that you were his neighbor, nor the hidey hole that he had dug to peer into your room.

Jisung, by some intense digging and a little rusty hacking skills, figured out that the layout to each apartment was mirrored. Which meant that the two of you shared a wall in your bedrooms. Jisung didn’t actually peer into your room, per say. He set up a tiny camera lens and the video fed into a program that he watched on the daily while he worked for his online security firm in his apartment.

At first, Jisung was just curious about you, his darling. Did you hum while you cleaned? What was your favorite color you tended to wear? Which side of the bed did you sleep on? What days did you shower? Then those thoughts got dirty when he caught footage of you masturbating. And you were not a vanilla girl--oh no. Jisung was salivating when he watched you use your egg vibrator and put it in your ass. The dildo you had? A monster tentacle thing that had a suction cup that you set up against the wall and you fucked yourself on it. The list of kinks was a long one.

Jisung was practically giddy. There wasn’t a lot Jisung said no to. He could be whatever you wanted. He was desperate to hear you whisper his name when you masturbated but you frustratingly never did. Did you not love him? Was he not good enough? Suddenly all the toys pissed him off. So he hacked your electric keypad, went into your apartment and stole them all.

He watched greedily as you were flabbergasted when all your toys were gone but what were you going to do? Were you going to report to your landlord that a thief had come into your apartment and stole all your sex toys?

Of course, who did your landlord send to fix up your electronic keypad but Jisung himself. He didn’t pay any rent while he took care of all the cyber/electronic security of the apartment building. You absolutely adored Jisung, he could tell. You laughed at all his jokes, throwing your head back and your belly laugh was adorable. When you two exchanged social media info--which Jisung already had, duh--he knew he was in a perfect position now.

The first time you called him over for a booty call, he was so excited, he was practically vibrating. He had to remember to add in ‘travel time’ so that you didn’t figure out that he was your neighbor. Jisung was so desperate to get inside you, to feel how wet and slippery you were for him. But the more nervous he was, the more it pushed his persona up of being the charming, confident security tech guy. So he let you fuck him on your bed, reverse cowgirl, where he kept his arms crossed behind his head and your hands braced on his ankles as you rode him.

But when Jisung watched the footage back, he wasn’t satisfied. What he hadn't seen was the totally bored expression on your face and the obvious hint that you had faked your orgasm. His persona had not worked. Of course it hadn't! You were his darling. You were made for him and clearly you needed his genuine self. How silly of Jisung to pretend to be someone, anyone other than himself.

So, even though it took some cajoling, Jisung convinced you to invite him over for a second booty call. He was his genuine self, smiling nervously and offering you flowers. Your disposition changed from one of discontent to hopeful.

When you took him to your bed, Jisung suggested the face-to-face position, the opposite of spooning. You looked at him quizzically after he ate you out to your first orgasm but agreed to it. Jisung ran his hand down the side of your face when he entered you and groaned loudly. He pressed his lips together and closed his eyes, because if felt so fucking good to finally be inside of you.

“Are you okay?” Your melodic voice asked.

“You feel so good,” Jisung whimpered.

You flexed your hips and Jisung gasped. “Wait, I’m not ready! Wai--” Jisung whined as you clenched down on him.

“Something wrong?” You purred this time and Jisung shivered. He knew it. All he had to do was act like his true self and you would thrive.

“Your pussy is so good to me,” Jisung babbled, “I can barely--hold off--”

“Aw,” You said in a degrading voice, “You gonna nut inside of me just being in there?”

Jisung’s eyes almost rolled into the back of his head. “No,” He said with a frown.

You began to wave your hips, moving Jisung in and out of you and Jisung cried out. “Please!”

“Are you even going to make it before I come?” You tsked.

Jisung’s eyes snapped up to meet yours, well aware of how you didn’t come the first time you two had sex. “You have to come before me.”

You chuckled. “Is that a fact?”

Jisung put on a face of determination, which you found cute. “I can do it.”

Jisung gasped and groaned as you set the pace, enjoying the feel of his dick moving in and out of your pussy. His gaze never left your face as he continued to pet and stroke your head, like he had longed to do since the first day he found you masturbating. The image of you holding the back of your thighs, your legs spread and the silicone strap trailing from your anus took him by surprise and he almost came.

“I’m close, Jisung, just hold on a bit longer,” You encouraged him.

“I can do it,” Jisung repeated again and again, trying not to buck into your warmth and speed up his orgasm.

You watched with amusement as Jisung stopped thinking and just focused on your pussy. He was a babbling mess, his mouth never stopped running, but all his words were about your pussy. Drool cutely came out the corners of his mouth and tiny uh uh uh’s as you searched out your own release. You came quietly, too used to masturbating in the quietness of your room. Jisung was able to watch as your eyebrows furrowed and your feet went to points but you, alas, still didn’t say his name.

True to his word, he didn’t come until you had your orgasm. Jisung let out a sigh of content and literally nutted as soon as he felt your pussy walls flutter around his sensitive cock. He cried out with a desperate noise. He unloaded in the condom that you insisted he wear. He wished you had let him fuck you raw. Nothing like a creampie to claim a darling.

“That’s so much better than masturbating to your masturbating,” Jisung sighed. “Still not going to return your toys though. Haven’t heard you say my name while you came.”

“...what?!” You said in surprise.

Oops, the cat was out of the bag now. Luckily he had complete control over your electronic lock. Nothing a few hours of tying you up and convincing you he loved you utterly and completely wouldn’t fix. He hoped.

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REEEEEEEEEE ITS HERE

I love being able to see it all put together 🤭 the little spoilers made me scream but seeing it finished is so good

^YEOSANG YOU LITTLE SHIT. Although I called him out a bunch of other times, this was my hardest callout.

^ahahaha it’s just romance ahahaha he’s not dying noooo he’s just cold because it’s cold. That’s all, according to my delusional ass lol

^AHHHHHHHHHHH ARE YOU KIDDING ME THIS IS GOLD

^HE DID WHAT

Haru this is amazing! I can’t wait to read more of it eeee especially when you and topaz collab, it could never go wrong, two wonderful writers. This had me so excited and I had every right to be cuz reading this and I’m still screaming

Blood Moon: The Forbidden Lotus

Pairings: Seonghwa x Rayne (named reader/ OC) x Yeosang

Trope/Au: Vampire au, e2l, s2l, f2l, angst, fluff, horror, smut

WC: 3.4k

Rating: 18-19+

Warnings: Dark themes, death, blood, tragic events, manipulation

Kinks: Predator/prey, mxm, poly, blood play, bulge kink, voyeurism, rough sex, aphrodisiacs, temperature play, let me know if I missed anything

AN: Hello!! It finally arrived!! It's the first part collab with @sanjoongie ! Make sure you check out Topaz fics to connect everything! Thank you to my amazing beta @choisanshine and @starlitmark (for the help!!) as well!! Credit to @cafekitsune for the dividers!! Please enjoy and Happy Halloween!! Be safe, everyone, and if you celebrate!!

Taglist: @abiaswreck @twisted-tales-of-all @kitten4sannie @anyamaris @drunk-on-hwa @piratequeen-queenofgames @whatudowhennooneseesyou @xsweetelegantdisasterx (if to be added or removed, dm or ask)

Disclaimer: These are not true depictions of the idols, but rather face claims. Do not plagarize, translate, re-upload, or steal my works! Thank you!

Yeosang was the first to step into the night, looking into the sky with a smirk peering upon the blood-red moon. Turning, he looked back at his long-time friend, Wooyoung, with a glint in his eyes.

"Care to cause mayhem with me this night? It is, after all, Hunter's moon and the perfect remedy to cause chaos~" He questioned, pulling his ebony hood over his head, eyes flashing in anticipation of Wooyoung’s answer.

Yeosang smirks after hearing Wooyoung’s answer about joining him on this eventful night. Ready to feed after a time of waiting, but thoughts wondering if this night would be enticing to do more.

"Let us begin, my brother"

He looked at Wooyoung, with a proud smile turned wicked smirk and flash of his piercing eyes, pulling the edge of his cloak, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the night.

Seonghwa had ended his nightly shift from work, getting his things for the week ahead with Rayne. He looked up at the clock, 19:32. He smiled happily, finally putting time in for the paid vacation, to be exact, and to finally get out to spend time with his group of friends. Seonghwa said his goodbyes to his co-workers for the night, heading to his car. For some reason, he felt unease when he got to his car, looking around to see nothing in sight. He breathed deeply, opening his car door after unlocking it, getting inside, settling everything in his passenger seat, and cracking the windows to let the night air come in.

He gripped the steering wheel tight and closed his eyes, leaning his head back for a moment in thought, knowing these last few weeks had been hell alone not only in work, but the heartache from the person he loved from someone who continuously hurt Rayne. He hated watching every minute.

"I wish I were stronger so I could protect her and tell her my feelings before someone else finds her heart… and shatters it again. Zeph is right… I'd burn the world for Rayne. Tonight will be the moment to tell her everything in my heart and soul." His voice mixed in conviction and pain.

Sitting back up in his seat, he moved his hand to the key, feeling a shiver up his back. Seonghwa didn't like the feeling. Rolling up his windows after starting the car's engine that purred to life. Setting his car in drive, he drove off quickly to his next destination, you.

A figure watched from the tree line under the shaded darkness, eyes glowing, watching Seonghwa leave. A dark chuckle is heard in silence, hearing the wishes he normally brushed off, but this one piqued his interest. The figure dropped his previous meal, a hiker he caught running previously, moving back elegantly into the shadows, disappearing under the crimson moonlight to follow.

Seonghwa had made it down Fever Road, seeing the bridge in sight, knowing he was closer to home in less time than anticipated with the road mostly clear. The fog was very light compared to most autumn nights, and the moonlight guiding the way helped. The bridge is close in sight. Something ran across in front of him, taking him by surprise, causing him to swerve and lose control of the car. The tires screeched, but it wasn't quick enough to stop hitting between a tree and part of the bridge.

Seonghwa groaned in pain, coughing and being disoriented after the crash. He swallowed hard, hearing a drip hit his jacket from his head that felt wet from his head. He raised his gloved hand, touching the injury, making him hiss in pain. He groaned, seeing the blood on his hand. His hand rested on his stomach, feeling something against his skin but not wanting to look where the pain resonated. His free hand reached out the shattered window to the handle outside to get out, attempting to open the door. He growled in frustration and stopped, leaning back against the seat, feeling his strength slowly wane.

Seonghwa cried out when he was yanked out of the car with force, snapping the seat belt which shattered more glass hitting the ground. He whined, the feeling of being carried so unfamiliar to him. The figure set Seonghwa down onto the concrete and dirt from what he felt. His eyes opened in alert at the figure while holding his injury, coughing into his arm, looking back to examine the being under the moonlight. Its predatory eyes under the hood caused fear to ripple through him.

"Who are you?" He questioned, dragging himself backward when the being pulled the hood back, revealing an ethereal-looking man with longer black hair, tilting his head with his unnatural, glowing eyes, crimson, and indigo intertwined within the irises.

"The one who will make your wishes come true." Giving an indirect answer to Seonghwa, walking forward, hearing the thrill of Seonghwa's heartbeat speed up in fear. The being quirked an eyebrow, bending down in front of Seonghwa, knowing the human had no chance of escape, gripping his chin roughly with one hand.

"Do you really want to keep going? For family, for yourself, maybe a lover?"

"I.." Seonghwa hesitated, feeling his body becoming heavy with each moment. He agreed to this, making Yeosang hum in satisfaction with the answer, with his clawed index finger lightly scratching Seonghwa's cheek, causing a shiver. A smirk etched onto Yeosang's lips, taking one wrist, raising it to his bloody lips, watching his victim’s face, biting into it, causing Seonghwa to cry out in pain, doing the same with a switch of hands. The vampire leaned in by Seonghwa's ear, hearing his shaky breaths, pulling him by force against his shoulder.

"Yeosang.. I'll make sure you remember it." He whispered darkly with sickly sweet undertones, swiftly biting into his neck afterward.

"R..Rayne.. '' Seonghwa gasped out painfully one last time, holding onto Yeosang with what energy he had left, feeling the hot tears run down his cheeks. He heard ringing in his ears and vision with darkness at the edges, feeling like a ragdoll from the slowed beats of his heart. Yeosang laid Seonghwa back, cutting his own wrist, letting him feed. Seonghwa tried to fight back but in the end, lost the battle after Yeosang pushed his wrist against his lips. He weakly let the coppery liquid slide down his throat, giving in to swallowing a few gulps. He let out a breath, closing his eyes slowly to a slumbering state.

"Rest before the next steps come into play.."

Yeosang looked back at the dropped phone lit up near the car tires, standing up with amusement. He walked over with a smirk licking the blood off his lips, devising his next steps.

Rayne bit her lip, looking at the time, knowing Seonghwa got off nearly an hour ago, coming from work to stay the week at her place, wanting to spend time with each other. She turned on the TV, flipping through channels to settle on the news, shivering at the events that had been happening this week alone. Rayne turned the TV off, concern spiking as she bit her lip.

"Why isn't he here yet?" You whispered, picking up your phone looking through the contacts. Texting Seonghwa first to see what had happened, swallowing thickly, thinking back to the news you just saw. Zephyr, your best friend, came up, opening the messages and giving yourself a moment before texting.

"Zeph, You guys be careful and please be safe. The weather is acting up, and these incidents are getting bad."

You sent it, looking outside at the light fog and the bright red moon rising in the night sky. Her phone vibrated, making you jump from the unexpected moment. A familiar name came up in the messages sending her pictures, making your eyes go wide. Upon seeing the last picture, Seonghwa's name appeared on the ID, answering the call immediately, thinking it was a joke.

"Seonghwa! What…" You answered, being cut off by the maniacal laugh that came through the other line, gripping your heart in fear as it dropped.

"What did you do to him??" You yelled in anger, standing up with your balled fist.

"My, oh my, angel, I can't tell you that." The voice responded in a mocking coo. You were about to speak, but the next words cut you off.

"Fever Road and Halazia Bridge if you want any chance of finding anything left. Better hurry before the cops catch on~" The voice finished hearing the smirk in his voice before the line went dead.

You raised the phone to your head, closing your eyes, thinking on your feet, and taking a deep breath. You moved in determination, putting your phone in your pocket, grabbing your keys and a weapon heading out to your vehicle following the directions the voice had given.

Upon arrival, you gasped, seeing Seonghwa's vehicle in such a damaged state. You parked your car on the bridge, turning on the emergency flashers, grabbedthe weapon, and got out to investigate.

You took careful steps towards the crime scene, holding your weapon and torch close, eyes widening from what you could see between all the provided light. Fear started creeping up in your body, feeling as if someone was watching in the darkness. You searched the area carefully, biting your lip from taking in the surroundings. You stopped feeling something under your shoe, stepping off and crouching down, picking up the item. Tears stung your eyes, finding the bracelet you gave Seonghwa with blood on it. You stifled softly, lightly biting your tongue to keep from crying, standing back up and looking around one last time, being mostly unsuccessful in the search. You headed back to your car without looking back, gripping the weapon tight while listening.

Eyes watched you leave the scene after a few minutes, intrigued by you and looking back at the sleeping male, knowing what needed to come next.

You returned home with only the bloody bracelet that belonged to Seonghwa at the scene that you made him a few years back. You sighed, putting down your keys on the coffee table after locking the door and taking your shoes off. You felt the overwhelming sensation of crying, but you held on a little longer, heading to your sanctuary, your room, with your phone in the other hand.

You looked down at your phone upon entering your room, typing to Zephyr, closing the door behind you. You looked up from the phone, observing the room. you froze when you looked to the side, eyes widened upon seeing the sight on your bed, swiping across the screen and hit send before dropping the phone and running to the bed. You started tearing up, checking Seonghwa over, seeing the wounds upon his battered, bloody body, checking to see any sign of life, only to find none. A wail ripped from your throat, hugging Seonghwa the best you could, laying your head onto his chest, no longer holding back your emotions.

Yeosang leaned against the wall, watching, and moved off the wall tilting his head, eyes glowing. "You were looking for him, were you not?"

Looking over quickly, you see a man who looks ethereal, but his predatory eyes and deceptive smirk send shivers up your back.

"You?? That voice on the phone?? Who are you?? What are you going to do? How did you.." You questioned, trying to be confident if it wasn't for the quivering in your voice, feeling your galloping heart and freezing looking upon the man. A dark glint hinted in his eyes, hearing the next words when the man's smirk grew more dangerous.

"Darling, I don't have to do anything~"

You widen your eyes, feeling movement behind you, holding your breath when a hand softly wrapped around your throat, leaning you back against his chest. "S...Seonghwa...?"

"I need you. I've always needed you... " Hearing his plea by your ear sent shivers through your body. You feel his free hand go under your shirt and across your abdomen, making you jump, his coldness rubbing against your warm skin, causing you to shiver. His clawed nails ghosted the side of your neck. You were about to say something, but Hwa spoke up quickly.

"Let me take care of you.. to make you mine, would you like that...?" His sultry voice whispered into your ear, causing you to moan out a yes. His eyes changed more demon-like, striking like a snake, biting the side of your neck and holding your throat with enough pressure to cut the air off. Seonghwa growled, feeling you struggle, cutting off your airway that made your moments still, letting go of your neck after a moment catching your breath again with coughing, his hand relieving pressure, letting the blood run down his chin, but his head back with an open mouth smirk, his fangs revealed, licking his lips with his tongue. He lowered his head, his glowing eyes on full display. He growled, feeling you shake as he ran his hands up and down your sides, letting everything in his venom take effect.

"W..what's going on? Why is he cold and..ngh" You stopped with a whine feeling yourself heat up with tears pricking your eyes. They widened when Yeosang moved quicker than the human eye, standing by the bed at your side, gripping your chin firmly.

"He needed your blood to live. The feeling you have is quite euphoric to humans if they live long enough, that is. " Yeosang leaned closer, glancing between Hwa and you. "Let yourselves indulge. Everything will be explained in time."

Yeosang let your chin go, the back of his hand gliding down your cheek to your neck with an observant hum, watching you shake, nicking the other side of your neck, hearing you softly gasp before standing up. Seonghwa had growled, licking the new wound, laying you down on the bed, and hovering above you. Yeosang chuckled, seeing the romantic moment between you two.

"Don't mind me as I watch the show~" Yeosang smirked, leaning against the wall and licking some blood he captured from the cut he made on you.

"Rayne," he whispered needily, pushing your hair back from your face. "I need more of you, need everything," he continued looking into your eyes, waiting for a signal.

"Take everything.. p-please, I need you!" You begged him, bucking in his hands that laid on your hips. He didn't have to be asked twice to pull your bottoms with your undergarments in one fatal swoop moaning at the sight licking his lips. He followed by pulling his pants down and off, letting his cock spring free. You swallowed, wanting him now with a soft whine. Seonghwa went ravenous, diving into your pussy, causing a gasp to rise from your throat, feeling his muscle to your cavern. His growl reverberated at your core, making you buck your hips, wanting more, feeling your insides start to tighten.

Seonghwa's hands held your legs in place, still apart. He rose from your core when you were getting close, licking a stripe up your mound, making sure you were wet enough for him. A cursed high that faded with him moving upwards, licking the blood that ran between the valley of your chest up to your neck with a satisfying hum, moving to hover above you again. You took in his appearance above you, seeing the previous injuries either healing or completely gone. He pushed back the hair from your face, catching your attention, locking eyes with his. A devious smirk appeared on his lips, slicking his cock with your heat, hearing your moans like his favorite song, closing your eyes in pleasure, leaning your head back.

Seonghwa bared his fangs, entering you in one go until he bottomed out, groaning at your walls so snugly around him, a perfect fit for him. Your eyes snapped open, gasping in surprise from the temperature change, reaching out, hugging his shoulders closely, wanting to be closer. He shifted, bringing your legs around him, folding you to get deeper, snapping his hips relentlessly.

"That's it, so delectable, isn't she? She will make a good human to keep, a sweet treat to have~"

Seonghwa leaned down, hearing Yeosang's words hit his very soul, causing a growl to erupt from his throat, swallowing your pained cries that soon turned to pleasure in a heated kiss. In time he released the kiss, adjusting his position, having you against the wall. You felt your hand move with his, laced together, setting it on your stomach to feel him inside you. You lean your head back, feeling the tightening rise quickly. Seonghwa finally snapped, making you shakily gasp, when you felt Seonghwa’s fangs enter the cut Yeosang created, causing your orgasm to rip through you. He moved, laying you down on the bed, still feeding on you through the high.

"I…I love you, Hwa.." You whispered softly, causing him to hold your hands above your head, still laced together.

Yeosang glared, gripping a handful of Seonghwa's hair, causing the male to growl after releasing you, pulling his head back away from you. He separated you both after Seonghwa let go, seeing the blood cover his mouth and chin, dripping down his chest. Yeosang felt Seonghwa had enough of the ever-slow beating of your heart. Hwa started to move for more blood, stopping upon seeing Yeosang baring his own fangs, picking you up in his arms.

"You take anymore from her, and you both perish!" His voice deeply dropped in command. The moment he finished the sentence Hwa’s eyes widened, feeling many emotions, bringing his hand up to hold his throat. Seonghwa threw his head back, falling onto the bed. His transformation was finally hitting completion, making him cry out, clawing at the sheets, and his back arched. Yeosang sat on the edge of the bed, biting his own wrist, opening your mouth, and seeing Seonghwa feed too deeply from you. He let the blood drip into your mouth, moving his arm, letting his wrist rest against your lips, feeding you, wasting no time. He gained a reaction when you started weakly swallowing, lifting your head to let the blood go down easier after a few gulps of the metallic taste coating your tongue. He let his wound heal, listening closely to your heartbeat growing stronger, cradling your weak body, lifting his head up, looking at the newly, now fully turned vampire.

"I love you too, Rayne" Seonghwa whispered painfully with tears for you, falling asleep afterwards. Yeosang grabbed your phone, moving you between Seonghwa and himself, creating a new connection between master, newborn, and human. He linked both your hands together, leaning against the headboard, thoughts back on Hongjoong and Jongho. He used your thumb in the biometrics to open your phone, watching to see if you'd awaken, which you didn't as he continued setting your hand down over your abdomen.

"Be careful what is wished for. Everything comes at a price" sending the pictures with the message to their friend Zephyr, setting the wheels in motion. He set the phone down quietly before closing his eyes, leaning back against the headboard, resting together for the time being.

Yunho swallowed hard, seeing the scene in front of him after the cops let Mingi and himself through. Zeph sending those texts that she received from Seonghwa's phone had confirmed his fears. In his observation, his tongue pushed inside his cheek, keeping his emotions in check, taking everything in. Yunho looked closely, seeing his friend's blood or what he assumed to be was on both the road and the driver's side of the crashed car. Yunho fished for his phone inside his pocket, stepping away far enough from his friend, Mingi, letting him take the scene in and anything else that was needed. Finally finding San's number, he called, listening to the ringing tone. He waited until the pick-up on the other line, cupping the phone with his hand.

"San, I have bad news… Seonghwa is missing. There is too much blood on the scene to be anything but suspected foul play…" Yunho spoke with a solemn tone expecting his friend to break down after the call. He answered San's concern after hearing him out.

"About that…" Yunho sighed heavily, "I haven't heard anything from Rayne either. Seonghwa was supposed to meet her after work. I assured Zephyr it was all good, but now I'm even more worried."

Yunho nodded to San's request, looking up at the moon, giving his word before disconnecting. He put his phone away, taking a deep breath before turning and heading back to his vehicle, where Mingi awaited him.

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