midnighthazee

[midnighthazee]

My Girl

Pairing: Stalker!Jeongin x afab!reader

Summary: When Jeongin first saw you, his world became revolved around you. He was your stalker (unbeknownst to you) and now he's your loving, devoted boyfriend. He finally has you all for himself and he had no intention of ever losing you.

Word Count: 3578

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI, slight angst, little violence, face riding, multiple orgasms, oral, fingering, unprotected sex (be healthy ladies!), creampie, kinda rough, lovebites, both getting sex drunk off each other...I think thats it..

a/n: sorry if you don't like Mint Chocolate ice cream...

Jeongin POV

It finally happened. He had been coming to this coffee shop six days a week at 8:30 in the morning to catch sight of her. He noticed her about three weeks ago when he stopped by randomly. She was leaving as he walked in and he nearly got hit by a car staring. She was breathtakingly gorgeous. The kind of beauty that made him forget why he went there in the first place (which was to get coffee for his coworkers).

He didn’t get her name until the next week when she had finally shown up after he was already there. He waited eagerly by the window for the barista to finally call out her name. And when she did, it was like music to his ears.….Y/n.

Now that he knew her name, he began researching on the internet trying to find out more about her. He had to know more. But to his dismay, just her first name was not enough to get far. So instead, he had been coming here every day to try to see her and work up the courage to talk to her - or at least be noticed. And today…she noticed him. 

8:42 and she walked in.

8:46 it happened.

His name was called for his drink order and went up to the bar. He took the drink and thanked the barista. And when he turned around, there she was.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” she said after nearly bumping into him.

Oh her sweet, sweet voice. It sounded even better directed at him.

“It’s okay.” Was all he could manage to say, gesturing for her to walk past.

She ducked around him, and he caught her scent. It was warm and comforting like linen and lavender. So faint one could barely smell it, but it was there. It was her scent and he loved it. The twitch in his pants was undeniable.

He cleared his throat and took a sip of his coffee as he walked back to his table. He looked up once more but she was gone. Just like that. Looking outside, he spotted her walking to her car. She got into a white sedan and he sighed - tomorrow was Saturday and he wouldn’t get to see her.

He packed up his stuff, content with the progress he made and headed to his car. As he pulled out of the parking space and left, he found himself behind her car. It wouldn’t hurt to see where she lives…right?

1 month later…

Y/n POV

You are currently in your room, putting the final touches on your makeup as you take one last look in the mirror. You had a date with this guy off Bumble and were quite nervous. He seemed like such a catch that you prayed he would live up to it in person.

The doorbell rang and you went to answer it, smiling brightly.

“Wow…you look gorgeous,” he said, eyes wide.

“Thanks.” you blush. 

He drives you to the restaurant, making small talk the whole drive. You find out he has 3 younger brothers and an older sister and grew up in California. He was currently a lawyer but not stuck up like they are stereotyped to be.

“Reservation for Grant.” he says to the hostess.

The date was going great…until it wasn’t. You excused yourself to the bathroom before dessert and when you came back, you found him smiling and laughing with a waitress. He gave his phone to the waitress with a flirty smile and she took it, typing briefly before giving it back. 

You sigh, fighting back the tears threatening to fall - he wasn’t worth it.

“Please tell me that’s not your date…” A male voice says beside you.

You look over at the young handsome face before looking back. “Unfortunately.”

“What an ass. Doesn’t appreciate the beautiful girl he brought here.” he shakes his head.

You smile politely and then turn to leave but he grabs your arm softly.

“Hey…at least let me take you home.” he smiles, dimples visible.

“I’m okay.” you say.

“I promise I’m not a serial killer.”

“Isn’t that what a serial killer would say?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.” he shrugs. ”You don’t have to talk to me. You can call a friend and talk the whole way so she knows you made it safely.”

“You look familiar. Do I know you?” you squint your eyes.

“I don’t think so…” he says. “My name is Jeongin.”

“Y/n. Nice to meet you.” 

“So can I take you home now? We can stop for ice cream.”

You smile with a blush. “Okay. But I need your social security number, and legal name to text my friend.”

“You got it.” 

You both laughed, exiting the restaurant and getting into his luxury sedan - way nicer than the lawyer’s company car.

Jeongin drove you about ten minutes away to an ice cream shop. He held the door open for you, as you two went in. He even shook off his jacket when you shivered from the chill inside. It smelled like him - earthy and clean but sexy. It was definitely something expensive.

“What’s your favorite flavor? Mine’s gotta be Mint Chocolate.” he asks.

“Me too!” You exclaim.

Unbeknownst to you, he already knew this. He had seen you buy it countless times.

“They have the best mint chocolate here,” he says. 

You both order a double scoop of mint chocolate and go sit outside on one of the benches. The two of you made small talk and got to know each other. And soon enough, hours had passed.

“I didn’t realize it was so late. I should probably get you home.” he says, standing. “Although I would love to stay and talk all night.”

You blush. “Yeah me too. But my roommate is probably wondering where I am.”

“Then we should get you home. I don’t want to make a bad impression with her.”

You giggle. “Thanks, Jeongin. You saved the night and I had a really great time. Better than I did with him.”

“I’m just glad I got the chance to see you all dolled up” he realized how they may have sounded. “I mean, you know because I don’t usually do fancy first dates…I keep it casual until it’s serious. Lowers the pressure, you know.”

You nod. “Yeah. I like that. So next time I won’t be so overdressed.” 

“Next time?”

“Yeah. Unless you didn’t want to-”

Before you can finish, he smashed his lips onto yours. You were stunned for a second before melting into it. Your hands were on his chest, his own slipping around your waist. Your legs nearly gave out but he pulled back.

“Sorry. I’ve been wanting to do that like... all night.”

“No, um…don’t apologize.” You say, unable to look him in the eyes. Your stomach was flipping with butterflies.

“Shall we go?” He asks.

You follow him to the car and he takes your directions to your house. He walks you to the door, exchanging phone numbers, and waits for you to get in. Once you’re safely inside, he speeds off down the road. 

It takes nearly thirty minutes before he arrives at a group of townhomes. He goes up to one, knocking on the door.

Grant answers and Jeongin immediately punches him. “Stay the hell away from my girl. How dare you take her out and treat her like that.”

“The hell man? Who are you?” Grant says.

“Stop flirting with other girls on your dates.”

Grant looks up at him.

“Are you the reason Y/n bailed on me?”

Jeongin punches him again, knocking him to the ground. “Stay. Away. And keep her name out of your mouth..”

With that, Jeongin leaves.

Grant shakes his head, going inside to ice his jaw and delete your number.

Months had gone by and you were absolutely smitten with Jeongin. He really understood you - like no one else had. He learned quickly all the things you liked and disliked. He spoiled you, always surprising you with little gifts for every date. It felt like fate to find a man so attentive and detail-oriented.

“How do you know me so well?” you ask, laying on the couch in Jeongin’s lap.

“What do you mean?” he asks with a smile - that dimpled smile that makes you melt.

“Aren’t guys supposed to like…act nonchalant and forget things. And then the girl yells at him for not caring and he comes back with flowers and chocolates apologizing.”

“Is this your way of asking for flowers and chocolate?” He asks, booping your nose.

“No.” you swat his hand. “You’re not like that.”

“I know…I actually care. It’s shocking.”

“Shut up.” you swat his chest but he grabs your arm and kisses the top of your hand.

“You’re the forgetful one though…”

“I am not…” you pout.

“What’s my go-to order at Mama’s Noodles?” he says, raising an eyebrow at you.

“The um…the japchae.” you say with a nod.

“Nope. The Gochujang noodle. You owe me flowers and chocolate.” He says, crossing his arms over his chest with a pout.

You sit up and look at him. He turns his head away from you and you roll your eyes. He’s such a big baby - your baby. You move to straddle his lap, pulling his arms apart and smiling mischievously.

“What about something better than flowers and chocolates?”

“What’s better than chocolate?” He asks as if that was a stupid question and pushes you off.

You scoff, surprised that it didn’t work. It always works. 

“You wound me. I’m going to bed.” he says with a hmph and stalks off.

You shake your head and get up to follow him. If he wants to play….you’ll entertain it for now.

Coming into his bedroom, you find him shirtless and laying across the bed on his back. His arms are over his face - probably to hide the smirk he had.

You stand in the doorway, calculating how you wanna play this. His bare chest and the way it moves as he breathes was driving heat to your core. You slip out of your clothes as quietly as you can and saunter over to him. 

You run your hands up his thighs and he tenses. One hand ghosts over his bulge and you swear he sucks in a breath. You hook your fingers in his waistband and begin pulling his pants and underwear down.

He was semi hard as you threw his pants to the side. Smirking, you take his cock in your hand and begin stroking. Looking up at him, you can see him biting his lip under his arms. You squeeze a little tighter as he grows harder at your touch.

You know he’s trying his absolute hardest to refrain from making any noises but that was one of the things you loved about him. You loved how vocal he was in bed, always groaning and moaning in your ear.

You kneel between his legs, taking his tip into your mouth. He hisses but keeps his arms covering his face. Okay, you like a challenge.

You take his length into your mouth, stroking what won’t fit with your hand. His body jerks, his cock fully hard and erect now. You bob your head, sucking hard and swirling your tongue around.

His breathing has picked up, but still not a peep from him. So you lick a stripe up the underside of his cock and then climb onto him. You move up his torso, watching him try to drop his smile. You take his arms and push them out to his sides. His eyes are closed, mouth twitching as he fights the urge to smirk.

You move a little further up, straddling his head. His eyes pop open as he looks up at you. 

You smirk down at him. “Still not better than chocolate?” 

He immediately moves his mouth closer, licking your folds as his hands grip your ass. He pushes you down onto him and begins devouring you.  He moans at your taste, the sound of him slurping filling the room. It’s so lewd but you can’t help but smile. You finally broke him.

You throw your head back, moaning loudly as he pushes you towards your high. One hand fists in his hair as the other rests on his chest behind you for support. His tongue prods at your fluttering hole, pushing you over the brink. You convulse, cumming into his mouth. He holds you in place, teasing your clit and prolonging your high with nudges of his nose.

You squirm in his hold as it becomes too much. Now, it was his turn to break you.

He pushed you off him, making you fall to the side with a squeal, and crawled over you. He smashed his lips onto yours, letting you taste yourself on his lips. He kissed along your jaw and down your neck until he attached his lips to one of your nipples. Your hands fisted in his hair as he took a hand and slid two fingers into your tight heat.

“Innie…fuck…” you moan.

“I gotta take care of my girl… gotta ruin you for anyone else.” he says between nips along your neck.

You moan, knowing he already has.

He places his hands under your knees and pushes your legs up, bending down for one more taste. You gasp as he licks you once more and chuckles. 

“So sensitive, jagi” he teases.

He lines himself up and sinks into you with one fluid motion. Your eyes roll back as he fills you so deep. It’s like he was made just for you. He lets go of your legs, holding himself up as he thrusts into you. Your legs wrap around his waist, your nails dragging down his torso. He bit his lip, his hooded eyes looking hungrily at you.

“Jeongin…” you whine.

“I know….” he says, picking up the pace. 

He knew you liked it a little rough and was always eager to please. He bent down, sucking harshly at your nipples. Your grip on his upper arms tightened as you felt the coil inside about to snap. He knew your body so well - thrived off the way it reacted to him.

“Cum for me, jagiya. I know you’re close.” he says.

You whine, clenching around him as he slams into you. You cry out his name as you cum, the high washing over you. He peppers your face in kisses as he finally slows down his tempo. You come down from your high, eyes still squeezed shut.

He leans up, moving one of your legs so you’re on your side. He begins moving again, your knees to your chest allowing him to reach impossibly deeper. You moan as he leans down and kisses your arm. He grinds into you and you look up into his eyes.

He kisses you deeply before straightening up and thrusting harder. You moan out, one of your hands holding his while the other grips the sheets. His free hand holds your leg, holding you flush with him. 

You're lost in the feeling of him - in the drag of his veiny cock against your walls. He feels too good and you’re never going to get tired of it. How did you get so lucky?

His hand snakes between your legs and rubs your clit with a teasing amount of pressure. You buck your hips, trying to grind harder but he just lightens his pressure. You whine and he chuckles.

“What is it, jagiya? Hmm?” he asks condescendingly.

You whine. He knows what he’s doing. And he knows exactly what you want.

“Be a good girl and use your words…” He says, sliding his hand along your leg.

The loss of contact makes you pout your lip at him. “Innie…”

“Yes, my love?”

“Please…” you pant.

“Please what?”

Ughhh…why is he doing this….

“Please…harder…let me cum…”

He snaps his hips into you, fucking you so hard the skin clapping is all that can be heard. You’re sure his apartment neighbors could hear you two.

“How bad do you wanna cum, jagi?” he says, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“Mmmm….please…” you breathe…unable to form words.

You were cock drunk and he knew it. He loves you like this. He loved having this power over you. It made him feel like you would always be by his side. And you wanted that too. If he proposed, you would easily say yes.

“Cum for me, love.” He whispers in your ear.

The coil snaps and you cum hard. Your body trembles as you ride out the high. He doesn’t stop thrusting as you clench around him. His head is thrown back, groans leaving his smirked lips as he relishes in the feeling of you.

He was losing himself and you loved it. You slip off his cock and push him down, straddling him. You sink down on him and he swears he’s seeing stars. He wanted to drag it out but he was getting too close. And the way you were grinding and bouncing on him was not helping.

You circled your hips, clenching and relaxing to drive him crazy. His eyes were squeezed closed, his hands gripping the sheets. You raked your nails across his chest and stomach, tweaking his nipples.

“Ah,..jagi. Hajima…I’m not gonna last much longer…” he panted.

“Cum for me baby. Want you filling me up…” you say, bouncing on him.

His hands went to your hips, holding tightly. You could feel him twitching inside you and you knew he was gonna cum any second. You grind down on him as you lean forward and nip at his neck. You left little love bites, nipping at his sensitive spot.

He held your hips in place, stopping your movements as he came with a groan. His body convulsed beneath you and you clenched, milking him for every drop.

“Yes…want it all..” you say.

Between the feeling of his cum and his thumb’s pressure on your clit, your own release was triggered. He moved his thumb so strategically, prolonging your high. You weakly pushed at his hand and he chuckled, removing it.

You fell forward, your sweaty bodies flush together. You lay like this for a while - letting your breathing slow as you come down. His fingers were running through your hair, the other hand holding yours.

“I love you.” he whispers.

“I love you too.”

“This is always better than chocolate,” he adds.

“It better be.” you wink at him.

A few more moments of silence passed and you would have been asleep if your stomach wasn’t growling.

“Hungry?”

“Maybe a little.”

“Let’s get cleaned up and go get something. We could grab ice cream,” he says.

“Mint Chocolate?” you ask, popping your head up.

He nods and the two of you climb out of bed.

A few minutes later, you’re washed and headed out the door. He drives you to the nearest grocery store where you head inside and make a beeline for the freezer section. You scope out your favorite brand of ice cream and put it in the basket.

“I need some shaving stuff.” Jeongin says.

“Okay. I’m going to grab some milk for tomorrow.” you say. 

In the milk aisle, you slip past a man as you reach in and grab the brand you like.

“Y/n?”

You turn to see a familiar face. Oh..you know him. It starts with G….

“Grant…” he says, as if reading your mind.

“Right. Hi.” you smile.

“Hi. I just wanted to apologize about that night. It wasn’t me getting a girl’s number…well it was. But not in the way you probably thought. She was a photographer who needed a gig. I told her my sister was getting married and I offered to connect them.” He explained.

“Oh.” you say, blushing.

“Not that it mattered to your boyfriend at the time.” Grant huffs.

“What?” you furrow your brows.

“Your boyfriend. Although I was surprised he was mad about the girl and not you cheating. Then I just figured you two did the polyamorous thing. No judgement or anything.” Grant says with a shrug.

“What boyfriend?” you ask.

“Um…tall, dark hair. Asian…”

No…he couldn’t mean…

You pull your phone from your pocket and show him the lock screen of your Jeongin. “Him?”

“Yeah. That’s the guy.”

Your eyes go wide. You had just met him that night. 

“Why did you think he was my boyfriend? How did you even meet?”

“You bailed and he showed up at my house…” Grant says, confused. “He told me to stay away. That you were ‘his girl’. Punched me twice. Broke my damn nose.”

You just stared.

“Guessing you didn’t know this. My bad. I should go. Have a good night.” 

Grant walks off and you watch him. Fear courses through your veins. Hurt. Betrayal. 

How could the man that you loved - this perfect, wonderful man you wanted to marry - have done the things Grant says he did. Your mind is racing…and swirling… 

You panic, dropping the basket and hurrying towards the front of the store, checking aisles before you walk down them in the hopes of not running into him. You needed to get away from him. You needed time to think. 

You dial your roommate’s number, hoping she will pick up so she can rescue you. She answered on the second ring.

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[midnighthazee]

One More..

a.n: I have a favorite hobby of disrespecting my beta reader 🤭🤭 so here's another Chan drabble... Please send requests if you want other readers!! I want to write for the others!!!

Summary: you love to torture your boyfriend Chan and push him to his limits

Word Count: 2131

Warnings: SMUT MDNI 18+, ROUGH sex, anal, oral, unprotected sex (let's be smart y'all), bdsm, cock ring usage, creampies, multiple orgasms, m/f, m/m, dom!afab reader, sub!Chan, switch!Changbin, pet names, slight degradation, aftercare.... (I think I got everything...)

You had been at this for over an hour. Watching your poor boyfriend cum over and over. He had a ring around his cock and was rock hard despite having cum five times - once down your throat, once across your bare chest, and once in your pussy. The last two were dry orgasms but you knew he was holding out. He always had more cum for you, and three times was not enough to milk him dry.

Whether or not he was enjoying himself was questionable. He stopped talking a good bit ago. Now he just moans, whines, or mumbles incoherently. He was a mess all thanks to you. Tears fell down his cheeks, his lips glistening with your essence. 

You had already come three times thanks to that expert tongue and big, beautiful nose of his. Even with his hands tied behind him, he could still please you just how you liked. It was impressive actually….

You climbed off of your boyfriend, pecking his lips before helping him off the bed.

“More…” He pleaded - coherently this time - as his body trembled. 

He was now standing in front of you in the spare room of your shared apartment. Untying him, you moved his arms to cuff them above his head. You locked his wrists in the cuffs connected to the chain dangling from the ceiling.

“More?” you ask, tilting your head at him.

“Yes please..” His glassy eyes were locked onto you. The stare was intense despite the obvious exhaustion. Sweat beaded his forehead and neck, dripping down his temples. And his face was flush as he panted. 

“You don't need a break?” you test him. 

Will he break? No, of course not. He’s too good for that.

“No…just…more please!” He begged breathlessly.

“Okay…” you shrug. “Binnie, you heard him. Your turn.”

Changbin, who had been watching the whole time as you played with your boyfriend, moved to stand. He had been stroking himself and already came once. But the sight of his hyung cumming over and over had him still so hard. 

He stood behind Chan, lined up with Chan's entrance, and pushed himself inside. Chan was already stretched out from the dildo you had used to make him cum the second time. He secretly loved when you stretched him out, massaging his prostate just right. And you loved watching him crumble and break under your control.

Changbin pushed past the slight resistance and pounded him from behind. He was gripping his hips tight as he kept tempo despite Chan’s legs threatening to buckle underneath him. The stimulation felt good - so good - it was nearly too much. He could feel his orgasm building as he took every thick inch of his member’s cock.

His own thick cock was still so hard, veiny and red-tipped.  You watched in awe, circling the two. Chan was such a good boy and so eager to please you. When you told him about this fantasy of him being stretched by Changbin, he pushed aside his worries and agreed. You were elated and insisted that he talk to Changbin that night.

Two days later, and they finally had enough free time to play.

Groaning, he pulled against his restraints and moaned. Changbin grunted, the sound of skin smacking filling the room as you watched. Chan whined.

“What’s the matter, Channie?” You coo, stroking his cheek.

He leans into your touch. “Need t’cum.”

“Binnie fucking you so good?”

“Mmm” he nodded weakly.

You smack him across the face. “Words.”

He winces. “Yes, ma’am”

“Good.” you step back.

“Let me breed you. Please…” Chan whined, raising his head to look at you.

“No.”

“Please…” the desperation in the way his voice cracked tugged at your heartstrings but you didn’t cave. He knew better. No means no.

“Binnie, pull out.” you demand.

Changbin stutters, but reluctantly obeys. With a groan, he pulls out of Chan’s tight heat. He was close… Why does he have to suffer too?

“No...” Chan whines, trying to clench and hold Changbin in place.

But it was no use. Changbin slipped out and stood out of reach.

“Please….y/n…” Chan drops his head, tears pooling in his eyes.

“You’re not listening, Channie…” You gesture Changbin over to you. “Now you get to watch Binnie breed me.”

Changbin’s cock twitches at the idea, eager to fill you up. You crawl on the bed and lay on your side, facing Chan. Changbin pushes your legs up towards your chest, kneeling at your bottom and lining up with your entrance. He buries himself inside you with a grunt and begins pounding into you.

Chan whines, hanging his head. The sound of skin smacking fills the room and you relish in the feel of Changbin stretching you out.

“Eyes up, Channie. You have to watch.” you say.

He looks up with hooded eyes, trying to focus on you and watching as Changbin takes what should be his. 

“Fuck…I’m close.” Changbin grunts.

“That’s it baby. Fill me up.”

“Yeah? Want me to breed you?”

“Please, Binnie.” 

A few thrusts later and Changbin is holding you flush with him as his cock twitches inside you, releasing globs of cum into your womb. He leans down, buried balls deep as he gropes your breasts. His hand slides down and begins to rub circles on your clit.

“Mmmm…fuck Binnie.” you throw your head back as he continues.

Changbin slowly moves in and out of you, overstimulating himself as the coil inside you tightens and threatens to snap. 

“Cum for me darling.” Changbin says. 

With that, you snap, coming hard around his cock and milking him dry. You could feel how full of cum you were as you caught your breath. Finally looking back over to Chan, you smirk as you see him biting his lip. He had tears in his eyes as his cock twitched beneath him. 

There was cum dripping from his reddened tip, a little splatter on the floor beneath him. Changbin slipped out with a groan and fell back on the bed. You slip off the bed, doing your best to keep the cum from slipping out.

“Channie…” you say, walking over to him

“I’m sorry…sorry..so sorry…” he blurts out in a mumble.

“Did I say you could cum?” you cross your arms.

Chan whines.

You move swiftly, grabbing him by the balls harshly. “Answer me.”

“No.” he says with a wince. Sniffling, he shakes his head.

“No, what?”

“No ma’am.” he takes a shaky breath.

You pull on the ring around his cock and he hisses.

“Since you want to cum so bad…you’re gonna cum over and over until I tell you to stop.”

“I’m sorry….” he says.

“Nope. Too late. Binnie, bring me the vibrator. And some lube.”

Changbin moves swiftly, his cock fully hard once more. Chan sighs, worried about the rest of the night. It was already close to midnight. At least he thought so. Frankly, he was losing track of time with all the orgasms fogging his brain.

You step behind him, smacking his ass harshly. Five times in the same spot and you were seeing a red mark in the shape of your hand. His body started to shake as he grunted. His arms were hurting and he was tired of standing but he didn’t complain - he was already in enough trouble.

You kneel down behind him, prodding his hole with your finger. He lets out a moan as you push two in. 

“Fuck….” he groans.

You curl your fingers to massage his prostate and he is seeing stars. He squirms against the restraints, too sensitive from all the orgasms. You motion for Changbin to use the vibrator so he turns it on and places it on Chan's cock.

“Mmmmm….y/n,” he moans.

“Cum for me, slut.” You demand.

“I can’t…” he whines.

“You wanted to cum so badly…so come on. Give me another one.” you say, inserting three fingers.

Chan whines, pulling at the restraints. 

“Let’s go, we don’t have all night.” you say as if annoyed.

Taking the lube, you apply a little on your hand and push your whole fist inside.

Chan’s eyes pop open as he squirms. “Ahh…fuck.”

“Cum.” you demand, thrusting your hand in his tight hole.

With a grunt, Chan’s body shakes as an orgasm washes over him. Another dry orgasm. A little cum beads at his tip but that’s all. You keep massaging his prostate, making him fight the restraints in efforts of getting away from your touch. Smirking, you slip your hand out.

“Is that all you got, hyung?” Changbin shakes his head.

“Oh Channie…I know you can do better than that.” you say, licking the bead from his tip. He shivers at your tongue and you take his entire length in your mouth.

“Ahh…” he squirms harder.

When you stop and stand up, his head drops, his body going slack. You loved him like this - all fucked out and barely there. He was probably one orgasm away from blacking out.

“So sensitive.” you smile, lifting his head to look into his eyes.

He groans, mumbling incoherently as his eyes try to focus on you. It was pathetic really.

“One more.” you say.

His brows furrowed as he whined, his eyes closing. 

“Be a good boy for me, yeah?”

His lip pouts but he nods.

“Channie…” you warn.

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy.”

Changbin moves behind him and slips inside once more. A pained whine escapes Chan. He was reaching his limit.

You watch as Changbin loses himself in the feel of Chan wrapped around him. He pounds into him, practically holding Chan up. Tears fall down Chan’s cheeks, the sensations too much.

“Please…” he whines.

This is it. He’s breaking. He made it farther than last time.

“No.” you say. “Changbin isn’t even done. And I said….One. More.” 

You grip his chin and make him look at you. The sad, pitiful look on his face tugged at your heartstrings. But he never used the safeword. You doubt he ever would…. So you stay strong.

Changbin lifts him by the hips, pounding into him as his feet no longer touch the floor. Chan’s back was more arched and Changbin was hitting deeper in this position. It also put more strain on Chan’s wrists, making him moan louder.

You knelt down, taking Chan’s cock into your mouth. Craving his taste, you suck and bob your head.

“Ahhh..noo..s’too too…m-much.” Chan cries out.

You ignore him, pushing him to orgasm once more. 

“Ahhh…fuck..” Chan’s body trembles as the orgasm is being pulled from him.

“Fuck…I’m gonna cum.” Changbin grunts.

You reach between Chan’s legs and massage Changbin’s balls, pushing him over the edge with a groan.

“Fuck..” he hisses, cock twitching inside of Chan as he fills him up.

Chan’s eyes roll back as his own orgasm washes over him. His whole body was shaking violently. He moaned loudly, his cum hitting the back of your throat. You suck, milking him dry as his cock finally begins to soften. 

His chest heaves as his eyes close. You stand and kiss his lips, a ghost of a smile appears before he’s truly gone.

“Fuck.” Changbin says, wiping his forehead. 

You reach up and undo the handcuffs, only for him to nearly fall on you. Changbin helps you carry him to the bed, laying him on his back. He spreads Chan’s legs, looking at the poor boy’s abused hole. 

“Look at that.” Changbin smiles triumphantly as a glob of cum drips out. He takes his finger and pushes it back in, Chan squirming weakly.

You lay next to Chan, brushing his hair from his sweaty forehead. You pepper his face with kisses, loving how good he was for you - how much he trusted you.

“I’m gonna shower. Want to join me?” Changbin asks.

“You go ahead. I’m gonna wait for him to wake.” you say.

Changbin goes into the bathroom, insisting on cleaning you up before his shower. After he does, you lay on Chan’s chest for a bit until he finally comes to. 

“How you feeling?” you ask.

“Sore.” he chuckles.

“Too much?”

“Nope. Too good.” he smiles, kissing your forehead.

“We should shower.”

“In the morning. I can’t move.”

“Fine. At least let me clean you up.” You say, hurrying off into the bathroom.

You return with a warm washcloth and begin wiping him down. He jerks slightly, still sensitive from the shenanigans. You giggle when some of Changbin’s cum drips out. You push it back in, making him moan.

“Y/n…” he cautions.

“Well don’t let it drip out.” you say.

You toss the washcloth into the hamper and snuggle back up with your boyfriend. It didn’t take long for you both to fall asleep. You both would definitely be sleeping in the next morning.

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[midnighthazee]

Who's going to Stray Kids concert???

I'm going to the Atlanta one!!! I'm trying to calm my nerves currently....I'm going to be so unwell...

Wrecked BY EVERYONE...I already know...

[midnighthazee]

New Things Soon!

I promise I haven't forgotten about you all! I've been sick and working on some things to put out soon! Also getting ready to move so it's a little crazy over here!

[midnighthazee]

WOWWWWW...ISSUESSSS

Let Me In

vampire! sunghoon x vampire!niki x afab!reader

WC: 2986

Synopsis: Sunghoon and Niki have been watching you for a while. After a terrible date with an asshole, they finally make their move to stake their claim over you.

Warnings: unprotected sex (pls dont do), smut, dom!niki, dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, biting (lots and lots of biting), marking, claiming, breeding, creampies, stalking, oral (f. receiving), pet names, profanity, threesome, overstimulation, forced orgasm (if you squint), reader isn't the best at self preservation, slight mentions of blood, terrible date, the guy is an asshole, I think that's it? lmk if I miss something

A/N: I am currently working on some asks as well as just free writing. It might take me a minute because it's finals week, but I'm thugging it out and doing my best. If you have a request for a story lmk!! Thanks to my beta @midnighthazee who struggled to read this because it was her biases. Enjoy :))

Enhypen Masterlist

You always felt a chill run through you when the lights were out and you were in bed. Something about the darkness made it seem like you were being watched. 

But that’s crazy right? You locked your doors at night, made sure your windows were shut. Even with those precautions you couldn’t help but feel gazes burning into you. It wasn’t that it was necessarily creepy, it was more so…arousing. Sometimes you even felt a whisper of contact on your cheek. A slight little touch. Barely there and barely noticeable. 

You knew there was something there, just like when you were walking home from work at night and you felt eyes on you, the energy of someone else. But whenever you looked back, there was nobody. 

This feeling started a couple of months ago — taking an afternoon walk through your secluded neighborhood and feeling the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Then it was creepy. 

Now, it kinda makes you feel nice. Like you had protectors. You didn’t know for sure that there was someone there, but you had the strongest hunch that there was — and you were seldom wrong. 

Tonight, you weren’t thinking about your watchers. You were too busy trying to tame the butterflies in your stomach brought out by the knowledge that your date was tonight. Sam asked you out a couple of weeks ago, and you had been making excuses to keep pushing the date back until you finally ran out. So tonight, you’re going. 

He told you that morning to dress nice, make sure to ‘finally get yourself together’ and be ready by 7. You didn’t know what he meant by finally, but you decided to let it go and get yourself ready. 

When he picked you up outside of your apartment complex, he simply unlocked the door and told you to get in. 

Manners must be hard to come by these days. You thought to yourself. 

He then sped off and kept silent until you reached your destination. It was a nice little Italian restaurant, not the fanciest — especially not for the dress you’re wearing — but still cute. 

As you sat down at the table with him, you realised why you kept pushing the date off. He was the most boring person you’d ever met. Getting through a conversation felt as draining as getting a dead body through a dense jungle by dragging it by the hand.  Most of the conversation was him talking and you nodding silently, sipping your water slowly and simply trying to get through the date. 

As you finished up your meal at the end — and he finished up the last conversation about himself — you let him pay the bill and stood up. 

“Thanks for taking me out, Sam. Let’s do it again sometime, hm?” You said, grabbing your coat and your purse. 

“You’re welcome. I’ll let you know my schedule and tell you when we can meet up again.” He replied, an ugly smile on his face. Little did he know this was the last he was seeing of you. 

You nodded and started walking away, already telling him you’ll walk home instead of ride with him. He had agreed easily — not surprisingly — and said something about not wanting to waste the gas. 

What an asshole. 

As you turned down the road to get back to your neighborhood, you felt that same feeling that you started having a couple of months ago. The feeling of eyes. More intense than usual. Your shoulders tensed out of instinct and you tugged your jacket closed, holding it tight against you. 

You could hear a whisper of footsteps — close, quiet, quick. 

All of the sudden you were yanked back into one of the hidden alleys along the road, mouth covered by a large hand to muffle your scream. 

You were so caught off guard you didn’t even realise how fast you were dragged into the alley or the strength of the person who snatched you. 

You were struggling against the hold, thrashing and yelling despite the hand covering your mouth. In the midst of your fight, a face appeared in front of you. You stopped your frantic movements upon seeing his features. 

He was so…pretty. Long eyelashes, pretty lips, soft black hair, and gosh his smile, it’s so pretty it makes you have the urge to smile back and— oh. 

Are those…fangs? You wonder to yourself, eyebrows furrowing. 

Why did he have fangs? They weren’t just slightly sharp teeth either, no. These were long fangs, the tips of them looking sharp enough to puncture your jugular. 

You were so focused on his fangs you didn’t even notice his eyes change color, the shade blood red and glowing in the darkness of the alley. 

You flinched when you made eye contact, feeling your core tighten. He smirked at your little movement. 

So much felt like it was happening and you still hadn’t even seen the person behind you. You brought your hand up to the one covering your mouth, gently placing your hand on it. 

The man behind you let out a soft hum. “You gonna be quiet for me? No screaming?” He asked softly in your ear. You nodded gently and he slowly removed his hand, fingers lingering in your bottom lip. 

Your breathing was uneven as you continued eye contact with the man in front of you. 

“A-are you kidnapping me?” You ask hesitantly. 

The one in front of you chuckled, his fangs making him look like he was gonna devour you. MMMM PLS

“No, baby. We’re just…claiming what’s ours.” He said, biting his lip and flashing his fangs after finishing his sentence. 

You felt your stomach flip, core filling with arousal. What is wrong with me? You think to yourself. 

The man in front of you continues. “If Ni-ki lets you go, are you gonna be good and stay right here? Not gonna try and run? Hm?” 

You nod, eyes not able to leave his red ones, feeling as though you were in a trance. The man behind you — Ni-ki, you now know — lets you go slowly, stepping from behind you and joining the man in front of you, finally revealing his face. 

He was just as pretty. Features sharp and eyes piercing. His lips drew your attention the most. You wanted to kiss him so bad despite not knowing this man at all. 

He smirked at your obvious staring at him and raised his hand to ghost his finger over your cheek. 

Oh. 

That felt familiar. That tiny whisper of a touch on your cheek. You blushed, and looked up into his eyes, also glowing red. 

“Let’s bring her home with us, hyung. Can we? I wanna claim her, make her mine.” Ni-ki said eagerly. 

Claim you? What did he mean by that?

The other man nodded, looking back into your eyes, gaze feeling like he was looking into your soul. 

“You wanna come home with us, pretty girl?” He asked, grabbing your hand in his and softly gliding his thumb over the top of your hand. 

His touch felt cold, no warmth in his hands. 

You nodded without thinking, your brain obviously malfunctioning with his gaze on you. There was one question that was sitting in the back of your mind since you saw his fangs. 

“What are you?” You ask, eyebrows furrowing and your eyes looking back and forth between their glowing eyes and fangs. You could take a wild guess, but you wanted to hear them say it. 

“Vampires, darling. Sunghoon-hyung and I have been watching you for quite some time, and we know you know.” He responds. 

So they were the ones. 

You feel butterflies in your stomach at the admission. 

“How come you’re just now showing yourselves?” You ask. Why had they been hiding this whole time? Just to come out now?

The older looking one, Sunghoon, raised his eyebrows, his soft gaze on you turning into a glare and making you curl in on yourself. 

“Because that asshole had the nerve to touch what’s ours. He shouldn’t be talking to you– let alone think he has a chance with you.” He gritted out, fists clenching by his sides. 

You casted your eyes down, nervously avoiding eye contact as his harsh tone ran through you. They seemed jealous, angry enough that it showed in every aspect of their body language. 

“Come home with us,” Ni-ki said, grabbing your other hand and looking into your eyes sincerely. The annoyance in their glares faded, and their gazes were soft on you again. How could you say no to them? You were obviously theirs — whether you liked it or not. 

As soon as you nodded, Sunghoon picked you up, your legs straddling his waist, and with inhumane speed he brought you back to their house. Ni-ki was right behind as you and Sunghoon came to a stop right in front of their front gate. 

Your eyes widened as you saw the house. It was so grand, the architecture of it telling you how old it was. 18th or 19th century if you had to guess. 

Sunghoon set you back onto the ground and grabbed your hand. Ni-ki came from behind you and grabbed your other one. With that, they led you into the large house and introduced you to their brothers. 

The five other ones were also vampires, you learned, and they had all been living together for centuries. Through their introductions, you discovered Ni-ki was the youngest. 

After introducing yourself as well, the two vampires took you up to Sunghoon’s bedroom, the lighting dark and sensual, and the large windows on the far right wall making the room feel bigger. You sat down on his bed, his sheets were silk and soft, perfect to snuggle up and sleep in — but sleep wasn’t what they wanted right now. 

As soon as you looked up at them from your spot on the bed, the men moved toward you slowly. Once you were within their reach, they snapped, crushing you between their bodies. Their mouths found yours in a rushed kiss, Ni-ki’s mouth finding your collarbone and sucking marks into your skin, while Sunghoon took your lips passionately — claiming you. 

You moaned into their kisses, arching against them as their hands roamed your body with bold possessiveness. Clothes were torn away in a frenzy, lost somewhere in the shadows of Sunghoon’s room. You gasped as the cool air and the cold touch of their skin reached yours, the gasp immediately followed by Ni-ki’s mouth on your nipple. 

He sucked hard, drawing your nipple between his teeth and biting down slightly, careful not to hurt you.

At the same time, Sunghoon worked his way down your legs, pushing them apart to expose you. His tongue dragged through your folds, flicking over your clit and making you cry out. He ate you out greedily, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he feasted on you like a man starved. 

You were lost in a haze of pleasure, unable to tell where one man ended and the other began. They moved around you like a well-oiled machine, Ni-ki’s mouth on your breasts and neck while Sunghoon fucked you with his tongue and, now, fingers. 

When Sunghoon stood and pulled you into his arms, you whimpered at the loss of his mouth on you. The complaints didn’t last long, however, because then you felt Ni-ki's hard cock pressing against your pussy, and all the thought left from your mind. After your deperate whines for him to just fuck you — due to him pushing his tip in and out, but never giving it to you fully — he finally thrusted into you with one smooth, hard motion, filling you completely and making you scream at the sudden intrusion. 

“Fuck,” Ni-ki groaned, pulling out and slamming back in again. “You’re so tight, baby. So perfect.” 

Sunghoon captured your mouth again as Ni-ki started to move, his hips snapping forward in a brutal rhythm. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed through the bedroom, mixing with your moans and the men’s growls of pleasure. 

Sunghoon pulled away from the kiss, his fangs glinting in the dim light. “We’re gonna make you ours,” he rasped. “Forever.”

You could only whimper in response, your mind too fogged with lust to form words.  But some deep part of you knew that this was right, that you were meant to belong to these men for eternity.  

As if reading your thoughts, Sunghoon struck, his fangs sinking into the soft skin of your throat. Pain exploded through your veins, followed immediately by a rush of euphoria unlike anything you’d ever experienced. You cried out as you came, your nails digging into Sunghoon’s shoulders as he drank deeply from you. 

At the same time, while Ni-ki’s hips were still moving frantically against you, he bit into the other side of your neck, his fangs piercing your flesh and releasing a fresh flood of endorphins and arousal as you orgasmed around him again. You were dimly aware of your blood leaving your body, but it only heightened the pleasure of the fucking. Each pull of their mouths on your throat seems to tug at your core, making you clench around Ni-ki’s hard cock.

The world narrowed down to the point where your bodies joined, to the slide of flesh on flesh and the hot press of fangs in your throat. You could feel yourself climbing toward a third orgasm quickly, your body tensing as Ni-ki’s thrusts grew more erratic.

“Cum for us,” Sunghoon commanded against your skin, his voice a dark growl. “Scream our names. I want everyone to know you’re ours.” 

You obeyed, crying out their names as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. Your vision went white as pleasure consumed you, every nerve ending exploding with ecstasy. Ni-ki snarled as he followed you over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled you with his cum.

As you floated in the aftermath of your earth-shattering orgasm and Ni-ki slid off of you, breath heavy and a satisfied smile on his face, Sunghoon’s hands slid down your body possessively. He cupped your ass and hoisted you up, flipping you onto your hands and knees and gripping your hips to pull you closer to him. 

“Again,” he demanded, his voice a dark rumble against your ear. “I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

You whimpered as you felt his hard cock pressing against your sensitive pussy, still slick with Ni-ki’s cum. “I don’t know if I can,” you gasped. “It’s too much.”

Sunghoon only chuckled wickedly, nipping at your earlobe. “Oh, I think you can, darling,” he whispered in your ear. “And you will. Over and over again until you can’t even remember your own name.” 

With that, he thrusted into you, stretching you on his thick cock and making you scream at the sudden invasion. He felt even bigger than Ni-ki, stretching you to your limit. 

“Fuck, you’re tight. Even after Ni-ki fucked you so good, baby,” Sunghoon growled, pulling out and slamming back in again. “Gonna ruin you for everyone else.”

You could only moan brokenly as Sunghoon set a punishing pace, his hips slapping against yours as he fucked into you with brutal force. His hands gripped your ass hard enough to bruise, spreading your cheeks and exposing you to his vision.

Ni-ki moved to your side, his lips and tongue exploring the bite mark on your neck. He soothed the wound with his mouth, making it heal even as Sunghoon’s thrusts jostled you and reopened it. 

“Look at you,” Niki cooed, his voice thick with desire. “Taking both our cocks like such a good little girl.” 

Sunghoon groaned, fucking into you harder. “Gonna make you cum for us again, baby. Want you to be an overstimulated mess.”

You shuddered at his words, your pussy clenching around Sunghoon’s throbbing cock. You could feel another orgasm building already, your nerves raw and sensitized from their relentless fucking.

Sunghoon reached under you, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. “Cum for me,” he commanded harshly. “Cum all over my cock, baby. You can do it.”

You screamed as you came, your body convulsing with the force of it. Beside you, Ni-ki bit down hard on your neck again, sending a fresh wave of pleasure-pain through your system.

But Sunghoon didn’t let up, continuing to pound into you as you rode out the aftershocks. “That's it,” he growled, his eyes glowing red with lust. “I’m gonna fill you up with so much cum you’ll be dripping for days.”

You sobbed, mind going blank as Sunghoon used you for his pleasure. You were dimly aware of Ni-ki’s hands on your body, tweaking your nipples and fondling your breasts as he drank from your neck.

Again and again, Sunghoon pushed you over the edge, fucking you through orgasm after orgasm until you were a mindless, shuddering mess. Each release brought fresh blood from the wounds on your neck, the coppery taste mingling with the salt of your sweat on Ni-ki's tongue.

By the time Sunghoon finally found his own release, you were barely conscious, your body limp and unresponsive in his arms. With a guttural growl, he buried himself deep and flooded you with his cum, marking you as his own.

You collapsed together in a heap, your bodies sticky with sweat and blood and cum. As you drifted in and out of consciousness, you felt Ni-ki and Sunghoon curl around you protectively, their hard bodies shielding you from the cold night air despite their icy skin.

You knew You should be afraid, should be screaming for help and running as fast as you could. But you couldn't bring yourself to care. All that mattered was the feeling of being claimed, of belonging to these men completely.

[midnighthazee]

OMG i love ur works!!

Could i pls request a Hyunjin one where him n reader have been dating secretly and they were hooking up at the dorm while everyone is out but Felix comes back early. Up to you if he joins ;)

Omg I love your brain??

I hope I did your request justice lol. My brain was shutting down trying to write this

Thanks for requesting! Hope you liked it :))

Take You Down

[midnighthazee]

My Name

Summary: Your boyfriend has been horny all day and wants you ready when he gets home...won't you be a good girl and let him have his fun?

Word Count: 2254

Warnings: SMUT MDNI 18+, meandom!Seungmin, thigh riding, oral, unprotected (be smart y'all), ass smacking, slight daddy kink, slight degrading, pet names, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, multiple positions, overstimulation, He's got stamina ladies and gents, creampie (I think that's it...? I say this everytime lol)

He had called you on his way home. He demanded you be waiting for him on your shared bed, in that sage green lacy set he just bought you. You ripped the tags off and slipped into it, the set accentuating your curves perfectly.

You did a sexy pose in front of the mirror, taking a picture to show him later. Then you heard the front door open and close. You put on the playlist Seungmin had made and placed your phone on the dresser. You scurried onto the bed, laying on your stomach and facing the door.

He walked in, a grin on his face. You were his good girl. You always did what he asked - no matter what. He slipped his shirt over his head and kicked off his slippers as he made his way over to you.

“Hi Minnie.” you drawled.

“Hi sexy. All this for me?” He asked, slapping your ass.

“Of course. Only for you.” You say, sitting up on your knees.

“My perfect angel… always coming back for more.”

You giggle, scooting to the edge of the bed and reaching for his pants.

“Haven’t I ruined you enough by now? No?” he asks.

You shake your head whilst biting your lip.

“Fuck..you drive me crazy, jagi.” he says, grabbing your throat and kissing you hard.

You moan into the kiss, grabbing his waist.

He grabbed your wrists and put them above your head as he laid you back onto the bed. He hovered over you, one leg between yours. You grinded instinctively, bucking your hips.

“Someone’s eager…” he whispers, nipping at your neck.

You tilt your head to give him access as your back arches. “Minnie…”

“That’s it baby. Hump my leg like the needy little slut you are.”

Your hips moved up and down on his thigh, needing more friction. You whine, trying to pull him closer.

“What is it?” he asks, stroking your hair.

“More…” you moan.

He moves his leg and you pout.

“We’re doing this my way. Now come sit on my lap.” 

Seungmin moved so he was sitting against the headboard, setting you on one of his thighs. “Ride me like a good little slut.”

You moved your hips, sliding along his thigh as his hands rested on your waist. Your hands rested on his shoulders, head thrown back as you could feel the build. But it wasn’t enough.

“What’s wrong, pretty? Why the frown?” Seungmin asks with faux sympathy.

“Need more, Minnie..” you whine.

Seungmin reaches forward, tearing your panties with ease and tossing the scrap of fabric. “Better?”

You blush, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“Ah ah, let me see you, pretty.” Seungmin says, tucking your hair behind your ear.

You moved your hips again, this time feeling more. You moan loudly, holding onto his shoulders tightly. He pushed the waistband of his pants down, his hard cock popping free. You reach your hand down, stroking him as you ride his thigh.

“Good girl.” he panted, his head falling back.

You relished in the sight of him, the pleasure on his face as you made him feel good. He was slightly above average size, stretching you out so well every time. The ridges and veins of his cock drove you wild. You spit on it and move your hand more, getting off on his pleasure. 

He could feel you approaching an orgasm and smacked your ass, his voice raspy. “Gonna cum, jagi?”

You look into his eyes and see his blown pupils. He watched you with parted lips, panting as he watched you. He smacks you again when you don’t answer, making you squeal.

“Yes, daddy. Wanna cum...” you say.

“Should I let you cum?” Seungmin asks, pretending to ponder. 

“Please…” you whine.

He grips your hips, guiding your movements as he flexes his thigh. “Cum for me, darling.”

He moves you faster, making you moan loudly. Before long, your orgasm washes over you and your body shudders, But he doesn’t let up - he keeps you moving and his thigh pressed to you.

“Min…” you pant. “Minnie…”

He lets you come down, relaxing his leg. You fall into his chest with a huff, trying to catch your breath. But he’s not having it. He lays you on your back, spreading your legs wide.

“Look at this pretty pussy, baby. Is it all mine?”

“Yes…all yours,” you pant.

He dives in, nose bumping your sensitive clit as his tongue prods your hole. Only the lewd sounds of him feasting on you fill the room. You moan, arching your back as your hand finds its way into his hair. You tug, making him groan into your sweet flesh, the vibrations sending shivers up your spine. 

“God, you taste amazing.” Seungmin groans, inserting two fingers. 

He curls them just right and your legs threaten to close. He pins one leg down with his free hand, not letting up as he circles his lips around your clit. He sucks aggressively, pushing you over the edge.

You cum, clamping down on his fingers. You try to turn over in an effort to close your legs but he doesn’t let up. He turns with your body, riding out your high. Your body is trembling at his expert fingers as you squirm to get away.

“Min…min please…” you beg.

He lets up, climbing up your body. “I’m gonna ruin you for anyone else but me, darling.”

He smashes his wet lips onto yours, letting you taste yourself. You moan into the kiss, hands trailing down his sides and pushing his pants down. 

“Greedy little slut, aren’t you?” he chuckles darkly, his eyes boring into you. 

He moves to lay next to you, sliding off his pants and boxers, kicking them to the ground. He then moves you so you're straddling his face, your head at his crotch.

“Well, go on then. Suck me off since you want to so badly.” He commands.

You grip his cock at the base, slowly stroking him. His head falls back, a groan escaping his lips. You move your hand slowly, thumb lightly grazing his tip.

“Stop fucking tease me and suck me.” he rasps.

You smirk, knowing you’re pissing him off. You lick a stripe up his cock, swirling the tip. He smacks your ass, making you jolt. You loved getting him riled up. You take him fully in your mouth before popping off and licking his slit.

He hisses, swatting your ass once more. “Y/n…”

“Yes?” you ask innocently.

He leans up, nibbling on your clit and making you squirm. His tight hold on you prevents you from getting away from his aggressive ministrations. He prods your hole and sucks hard, slurping up your juices like a starved man. He bucks his hip and you know he’s telling you to suck.

Trying to focus, you bend down and take him in your mouth. He thrusts his hips, fucking your mouth as he gets lost in your pussy. He groans against your sensitive folds and you moan around him. 

He quickly flips you over, keeping your legs spread as he straddles your head. He continues his assault on your mouth as he fingers you, sucking your clit numb. Your hands grab his ass, squeezing as he thrusts into your throat.

You clench around him, signaling that you're close. And that’s when he pulls away, falling to the side with a smirk. You whine. 

“Not yet. Since you want to tease…” Seungmin says. “Get on top.”

You lay there, pouting. 

Seungmin pokes his cheek with a shake of his head. “Quit being a brat or you won't cum any more.” 

You sit up, climbing on top of his waist, pushing his torso down so he's laying back. He gives two harsh smacks to your ass before gripping your throat. 

“You wanna play? Or you want me to fuck you so good my name is the only thing you remember? Hmm?” 

“Fuck me.” you give in.

“Good choice, pretty.” He cocks his head to side, smashing his lips onto yours before leaning back and watching you.

You line him up with your dripping entrance and slide down on him. Throwing your head back in utter bliss, you begin bouncing on his lap. He sits up, one hand palming your breast as his mouth sucks the other. He sucks harshly, nibbling before moving to the other. He does the same, nipping at the bud. You hiss at a particularly hard bite and he chuckles against your skin. 

“Not funny.” you whisper.

“No?” Seungmin lifts an eye brow.

You push him back onto his back and he grips your hips, pounding up into you. You feel yourself getting close, clenching around his cock as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. You brace yourself on his chest, eyes squeezed shut as you're about to cum again. But just before you tip over the edge, he pulls you off him and tosses you to the side. 

You groan at him, getting frustrated. He ignores you and moves you so he can take you from behind, lifting up your hips and lining himself up. 

“Next time, don't tease me.” He says, leaning over you as he slams into you. 

He stops, sliding out slowly before slamming back into you again. He does this a few times before you cum. It happened so fast, you didn’t see it coming.

“Fuck…” you exhale, body trembling. 

He picks up his tempo, fucking you like a jack rabbit as he prolongs your high. Then he pulls out just as fast and flips you onto your back. 

“Minnie…” you say, barely able to keep up. 

But he's lost - lost and drunk off of you. And you'd be lying if you said you didn't love it when he gets like this. He would fuck you day and night if he could. 

His grip on your hips was bruising as he pounded into you. You could feel another orgasm approaching and prayed he wouldn't take it away from you. 

But he didn't. He thrusted until you were an incoherent mess. Your vision was getting hazy and your limbs were feeling fuzzy. He moves one of your legs to the other side, putting you on your side as he keeps fucking you. He grunted and groaned as he chased his own high. 

He bent over, kissing and sucking your breasts again as you ran your fingers through his hair. You held his head to you, relishing in his slow languid strokes. It felt so good, him massaging your insides. 

His skin was sticky and sweaty as he panted, kissing you.

“Be a good little slut and cum for me.” he rasps. 

He leans up, thrusting faster now as he pushes you over the edge. White dots filled your vision as you clamped down on him like a vice. You came - hard. Hard enough to push him out as you shook. Your eyes water, tears streaming down your face. 

“Fuck, jagiya.” he whispers. “Look at how pretty you are, sobbing over my cock. Is it that good?” 

You moan in response and he smirks. Opening your legs once more, he bends down to lick at your folds. He was obsessed with your taste - this you knew. He could never get enough. 

But you were so sensitive from all the orgasms and abuse that you squirmed, whining as more tears fell. “Minnie…”

“You can cum for me once more, yeah?” he asks, kissing up your body as he leans over you.

His cock head poked at your entrance as he laid on top of you, barricading you in with his arms around your head.

“I can’t, Min…” you whisper.

“Yes you can. I know you can.” Seungmin whispers, peppering your face with kisses as he slowly slides himself in again. 

You moan, eyes rolling back.

“My little slut always has one more…” Seungmin nips at your earlobe, burying his face in your neck as he thrusts.

His moves were torturously slow as he built you up again. Your body contradicts your words as it begins to tighten once more. He slams his hips into you, skin smacking as kisses and sucks at your neck. You knew your neck was going to be littered with marks in the morning.

He reaches between the two of you, his fingers circling your sensitive bud. You moan in his ear and his hips pick up speed. 

“Cum with me, jagi.” he whispers.

He applied more pressure to your clit as he felt himself approaching climax. He groans, hips stuttering as he comes undone. You feel his cock twitching inside, filling you up and cum too. You clench around him, milking every last drop from his cock as you cry out his name. It was so much - he’s never cum this much inside you before. 

Your legs were wrapped around his waist, body trembling beneath him as he still circled your clit. Your eyes rolled back, body arched, you felt yourself slipping away.

He finally released you, letting you come down from the high as he stilled. He panted in your ear, taking in your scent as he relaxed.

A few minutes later, he kissed your neck, along your jawline, and your lips as he leaned up. He wiped your tears with his thumb as he admired you all fucked out and ruined.

“Fuck…you’re too good, jagi.” he says.

“Mmm..” you say, not opening your eyes.

He chuckles. “What’s my name, jagiya?”

“S-Seungmin.” you whisper.

“Good girl.”

Thank you beta: @rain-water-flowers for your editing, support, and motivation to disrespect :))) LUV U

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[midnighthazee]

Thoughts on a HyunjinxChangbinxReader threesome with DP while the rest of the members watch?? Yes? No?

UMMMMM WOW ISSUES...ummm yeah sure! Let's do that... (I want that 👀)

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI, unprotected sex (let's be smart y'all), pet names, praise kink, somno, dacryphilia, rough sex, voyeurism, anal, double p, creampies (couldn't help myself), marking... i think that's it...

Word Count: 1992 words

You were currently passed out in Changbin’s bed, the clock next to it reading 12:38am. You were so tired from getting up early and dancing all day. As a choreographer, you were always dancing and you loved it, but today was more hectic than usual. You had two classes with children, which always drains you physically and mentally, and then your normal three sessions. 

So when you got home, you showered immediately and then decided on Changbin’s room since it was closest to the bathroom. You climbed into his soft sheets and curled up with his pillow. You were out cold within five minutes.

Unbeknownst to you, the boys arrived home about an hour later, also tired and ready for bed. 

“Where’s y/n? Anybody hear from her?” Seungmin asked, looking around the living room of their shared dorm.

“No. I texted her, but she’s not responding.” Felix pouted.

“She’s usually here.” Seungmin gestured to the couch.

You were notorious for being found asleep on the couch in an attempt to wait up for them each night. But tonight…the couch was empty.

The boys went to their rooms to drop off their stuff. Changbin opened his door, pleasantly surprised by your presence. He dropped his stuff carefully and left, closing the door quietly.

“She’s knocked out in my room.” Changbin told a few of them as he walked by their rooms.

“Why your bed?” Hyunjin asked, almost annoyed.

“Yah….my bed is the most comfortable.” Changbin argued.

“Chan has the most comfortable bed actually…” Felix interrupted.

“Is that why you’re always in it?” Minho asks with a smirk and pointed look.

Felix blushed. 

Changbin went back to his room, the boys following. He quietly opened his door and went over to your sleeping figure. Hyunjin, standing next to him, reached over and peeled the covers back. Changbin was quick to grab his arm. “What are you doing?”

“I wanna see her.” Hyunjin said, continuing to remove the comforter from your body.

You were wearing a nightgown - one Jisung had bought for you - and it was showing just a sliver of what Minho says is your best asset. One of your legs was hiked up, making your ass stick out as if beckoning to them.

Changbin and Hyunjin were growing hard in their pants, itching to touch your sleeping form. Hyunjin grazed his fingers over the swell of your ass and dipped in between your legs.

“Hyung..let her sleep,” Jeongin pleaded in a whisper.

Hyunjin pulled back, looking at his fingers that were coated in some of your wetness. He looked over to Changbin who, at the sight, was ready to cum in his pants.

“She must be dreaming about us.” Hyunjin smirked.

Changbin began removing his clothes, startling everyone lurking in the room.

“What are you doing?” Jisung asked.

“I’m so fucking hard right now…I need her.” Changbin whispers. “She told us we could use her if we ever needed to.”

“But she looks so cute like this.” Felix nearly whines.

Changbin moves onto his bed, legs in between yours as he slides his tip up and down your folds. Once it was coated, he hiked your leg a smidge more and began to push inside. 

The boys wanted to give him privacy, but at the same time they couldn’t look away. And Changbin clearly didn’t care if he didn’t kick them out beforehand. Chan came in when he found everyone else in Changbin’s room.

“Hey…don’t wake her…” Chan insisted.

“I’ll be gentle…” Changbin says.

Your brows furrow, a whine escaping you. You shift slightly, but still remain asleep. Chan runs his fingers through his hair - he knows you are not going to be able to sleep through it. It’s only a matter of time before you wake.

Changbin bottoms out with a heavy sigh. He leans down and kisses the top of your shoulder. You were beginning to stir, the stretch of his thick cock waking you. He slides out just to the tip slowly, before pushing in once more. He starts to move at an even tempo.

Your brows still furrowed, sleepy moans being heard from you. You slowly blink your eyes open, taking in the room. As you do, you see a few of the boys watching you, rubbing their crotches. You were suddenly aware that someone was fucking you, And it was between three of them based on the stretch alone. 

You moaned louder, trying to blink away the sleep as you relish in the feeling. God he felt so good, stretching you. 

“Sorry baby. I couldn’t resist.” Changbin whispers in your ear.

You smirk, hiding your face in the pillow.

“Don’t hide from us, princess.” It was Hyunjin on your left.

You look over to him, seeing him naked as he squatted next to the bed. You whine, wanting him too - wanting all of them honestly. But you always took turns, giving everyone undivided attention. You hadn’t had two at once yet..but wow had you wanted it.

“Jinnie..” you whine.

From that tone alone, he knows exactly what you want. He stands up, stepping closer and offering himself. You adjust your position and then take him fully in your mouth. His head falls back, moans leaving his mouth as he feels your warmth around his cock.

Changbin has picked up the tempo, rock hard at the sight of you taking Hyunjin so well. The rest of the boys were also turned on, their cocks hard in their pants. Felix, Jisung, and Jeongin however were stroking themselves as they watched - their cocks in their hands shamelessly.

You could feel your orgasm approaching already and were clenching around Changbin.

“Binnie…” you whine between sucking and licking Hyunjin’s tip.

“I know, sweetheart. Cum for me.” Binnie says.

His words were your undoing. You came, pussy throbbing around him as he rode out your high. Hyunjin was holding your hair in a ponytail as his cock was stuffed down your throat. He didn’t move, just held you there.

Finally he released you, Changbin slowing his rhythm as you gasped for air. 

“Good girl, princess.” Hyunjin says, squatting in front of you. “You gonna let me claim your ass today?”

You whine in response, biting your lip.

“Words, baby…” Changbin says with a harsh thrust.

“Ahh..yes. Please Jinnie.”

Hyunjin smashes his lips on yours before standing. Changbin lays down beside you and you turn so that Hyunjin is behind you, Changbin in front. You begin sucking Changbin, tasting yourself and his salty precum. You loved the taste - unable to get enough. You took him all, bobbing your head on his length.

Hyunjin was prodding your hole with his tongue, licking up some of your juices and groaning. Then he coated a finger before poking at your tight hole. You tried to relax, allowing him to penetrate.

He pushed his finger in and you dropped your head onto Changbin’s thigh, moaning. It was different but felt so undeniably good. He pushed in and out, his thumb pushing on your clit. You moaned louder wanting more. You pushed your hips back against his finger and he smirked. 

Removing his finger, he stood and slipped his cock into your wet pussy. You moaned, taking Changbin’s cock back into your mouth. Hyunjin thrusted a bit, relishing in the feel of your gummy walls. Then he pulled out and lined up with your ass. He began pushing in, making you squirm.

“Relax for me, princess.” Hyunjin rubs your lower back, making your arch more.

He continues to push in, slipping inside and bottoming out with a grunt. You were bobbing on Changbin’s length, eyes watering.

“Aww is it too much for you, sweetheart?” Changbin coos.

You don’t say anything as Hyunjin leans forward. His body was flush with yours as he moved in and out slowly. It was too much but felt too good - like you couldn’t get enough.

“Making you feel so good, yeah?” Changbin asks with a tilt of his head.

You whine in response and Hyunjin moves faster.

“Ahhh…” you cry out, leaning up.

You squeeze your eyes shut as Hyunjin kisses your neck. He bites, sucking hard to leave a mark - his favorite thing. He loves using your skin as his own canvas to mark as he sees fit. He left a few more marks before you began quivering beneath him. 

He held on tight as you came, peppering the side of your face with kisses.  You could feel the sweat on his forehead as he did. Once you came down from the high, he carefully slipped out, earning a whine from you. Tears pricked your eyes, a few sliding down your cheeks.

Changbin wiped them away before pulling you onto his lap. He sunk you down onto his thick shaft and you threw your head back. You bounced, Hyunjin leaning forward, taking one of your nipples in his mouth as his hand teased the other. God you loved being used like this.

Your hand instinctively went to fist his hair, but the new buzzcut left you massaging his scalp instead. You moaned, feeling yourself ready to snap again. Hyunjin pulls away and positions himself behind you.

“You ready for me, princess?” Hyunjin whispers.

You lean down onto Changbin as Hyunjin teases your tight hole once more. He lines himself up and begins to push in.

“Relax, sweetheart. It’s gonna feel so good.” Changbin says, grazing his fingers up and down your sides. 

“It’s too much..” you say.

But Hyunjin keeps pushing in. He gets his head in and slides, stretching you. Once he bottoms out, he stops to let you adjust. You felt so stuffed…but it felt so good. 

They began moving, thrusting into you at alternating tandems. 

“Ahh..fuck…oh-oh my god…” you fists the sheets as you let them use you.

“Fuck!” you hear from behind you. Pretty sure it was Jisung.

“Couldn’t hold out, Ji?” Changbin smirks.

“Ahhh…shit…” Felix follows suit, also cumming by his own hand.

By now everyone was jerking off to the sight of the three of you. The thought alone turned you on more, making you clench. But you were too lost in the pleasure to bother looking over. 

“Oh, yes…” Hyunjin moans.

“I’m close…” Binnie says, groaning as he thrusts up into you. “Fuck, y/n.”

It wasn’t fast since you were so tight around them but you could feel every vein in their cocks with every drag along your walls.

“Me too…” Hyunjin pants, his sweat dripping onto your back.

“Gonna fill you up, sweetheart.” Changbin pins your arms behind your back.

“Yeah..like being our little toy? Fill you up with all our cum?” Hyunjin thrusts as hard and fast as he can.

With a grunt, Changbin jerks, his cock twitching inside you. You can feel the globs of cum filling you up. You moan loudly, clenching around them and milking Changbin dry.

“Damn baby…fuck.” He says, laying back and panting.

Hyunjin didn’t slow his tempo as he chased his own release. And when you clenched around him, it was his undoing. 

“Shit..ahhh” Hyunjin grips your hips with bruising strength as he fills your ass with his cum. “Y/n….that’s my girl.” 

He leans forward, kissing and nipping at your back. You can feel his sweat but you don’t care - you actually find it so hot. His body finally relaxes, his cock stops twitching, and he falls onto you. 

“Come here, kitten.” Minho says, walking over to the bed.

Hyunjin reluctantly slips out, making you whimper. 

You lay on your back and stick your tongue out as the remaining boys circle you to chase their own release. While Hyunjin marks your inner thighs, chest, and neck, the boys cum all over your face.

Felix comes over, kissing your messy lips. “Such a good girl, angel.”

“The perfect toy.” Seungmin says with a little slap to your clit.

You yelp in response, groaning as you get up to take another shower.

Thanks for the request @its-the-solar-system I hope you enjoyed it!!

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[midnighthazee]

Shopping... On Him...

Summary: The perks of being Chan's wife??? You get to see how adorable he is with his daughter…and you get to use his card for shopping sprees! What more could you ask for?

Relationship: Husband/Dad!Chan x afab!reader

Word Count: 1350

Warnings: FLUFF...CUTESY DISGUSTING FLUFF...WOW I could have his children...lowkey no plot...just tooth-rotting cuteness, suggestive behavior/convos PG13 ig...

The soft morning light filtered in through the sheer curtains of your bedroom. You were sleeping peacefully, which at this hour, was rare. The sleep was too good - suspiciously good. You blink your eyes open slowly, taking in the room. You look over to your clock and see it’s nearly nine am. 

You turn over, your arm hitting the empty bed beside you. Brows furrowed, you sat up. The room is empty, the bedroom door cracked. 

“Chan?” you say in a voice not too loud. 

He didn’t respond so he wasn’t in the room.

You push the covers off, adjusting your shirt and short sleep set with the ‘WIFEY’ graphic on it and slip on your slippers. You make your way into the hall, the sound of dishes clanking in the kitchen. Smiling, you descend the stairs and come into the kitchen.

“Mommy’s awake!” your daughter Minyeong squeals.

Your husband beams at her, nodding his head in your direction to silently tell her to go to you. She hurries off the step stool and runs over to you. 

“Good Morning!” she says in her little voice, her dimpled smile so big and contagious.

“Good morning sweetie.” you say, hugging her. “What are you doing in here?”

“We were making you breakfast. Daddy said you were supposed to stay in bed.”

“Oh oopsie.” you smile, putting her down. She runs over to your curly haired husband who is smiling at you. 

The dimples in his cheeks that your daughter favored were prominent and you couldn’t help but blush. You walk around the island and hug him from behind as he cooks the eggs and bacon. Minyeong is setting fruit slices on the plates carefully.

“Morning Channie.” you say, kissing his shoulder.

“Morning, pretty.” he says, turning in your arms to wrap his around you. “How did my girl sleep?”

“Wonderfully.” You smile and he kisses you deeply.

“Daddyyy…the bacon..”

“Right…sorry doll.” He says, turning off the fire and moving the bacon to a serving plate. “I was thinking you could take Yeongie shopping today…she needs more clothes.”

“Does she? Did she tell you this or….?”

Chan smiles… “Well I was gonna get her dressed this morning…but I just couldn’t seem to find any clothes.”

“That’s because it’s laundry day. I have 4 loads to put away.”

“Here’s my card…” Chan hands you his card dramatically and you roll your eyes. “Take our sweet daughter shopping for some cute clothes. And get yourself something too. No limit on this one.”

You look at the black card in his hand and he winks. You take it, shaking your head, and he kisses the side of your head. 

“Good girl,” he whispers.

After breakfast, you and Minyeong got dressed and headed to the local mall. Chan went into the studio to work on a track with Changbin and Han for the day. He said he would be home for dinner but you knew he would be late. He always got lost in the studio and you usually had to pull him out.

At the mall, you went to three different stores - Old Navy, Carter’s and Tiny Human. Tiny Human wasn’t planned but the boutique was too cute to pass up. Then you went to Dior - only to find more cute things for her there. You also got yourself a few things, making an important stop to the lingerie store for a special surprise for Chan later.

After a few hours, you were back home, the bags all on the floor around Minyeong. You snuck a pic and sent it to Chan, hoping it will encourage him to come home a little early.

Of course he didn’t see it until an hour later, responding: OMG *heart eye emojis* I can’t wait to see what you bought! Heading home!

You smiled, happy he was going to be home soon. You had managed to put all the laundry away, and the new clothes while she took a nap. And once you were done, you slipped on the lacy number under an oversized shirt and leggings. He was going to be pleasantly surprised tonight after Minyeong went to sleep.

You began cooking dinner when he finally came home. Minyeong ran from the couch and hugged Chan. He smiled, picking her up and spinning her around.

“How is my little princess doing?” Chan asked.

“Mommy was mean to me today.” she pouts.

“Oh she was?!” he says, squatting to her level. “How was she mean?”

“She wouldn’t let me get ice cream at the mall. We had to come home.”

“Oh how mean of her.” Chan furrowed his brows and pouted with her. “Mean mommy…”

You shake your head at them and he rises, coming over to you.

“How could you be so mean today? You should have gotten ice cream.” Chan taunts as he walks over and grabs you from behind, kissing your cheek.

“We’ll have ice cream after dinner, Yeongie.” Chan says with a wink.

“Yay!” she cheers, running back into the living room.

You glare at him.

“What? I can’t say no to my girls. I don’t hear you complaining…”

Before you could protest, he pulls you flush with him and kisses you passionately. You melt, all words lost. He wins once again.

“Yeongie, show me your new clothes.”

“Okay. Mommy come help me.” Minyeong pleads as she runs up to her room.

Chan watches the stove as dinner finishes up. You go into the room and help Yeongie put on her new outfits and strut into the kitchen to show them off.

“Oh I love this.” Chan says. “Oooo, this one comes with a unicorn bag?!”

His commentary makes you giggle as you watch the interactions. Your heart was so full, your life so rich. Your little family was perfect and you couldn’t be happier. Chan has made your life so amazing and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Dinner was done soon and you all sat as a family eating. Chan, of course, kept his word and the two enjoyed some ice cream before he put her to bed. He read her two stories before she was out cold. Then he carefully snuck out of the room and back downstairs.

You had cleaned the kitchen and were sitting back on the couch. He sat down next to you, pulling you into his lap.

“I love you.” he said, kissing you.

“I love you too Channie.”

“I love our little family too. Minyeong makes me want to have more.” He said while idly stroking your arm with his fingers.

“You do?”

“Yes. I want more little yous running around.”

“Are you blind? She’s like…an exact copy of you.” you say and he chuckles.

“Not true. She had your gorgeous eyes. And your sass. And your beautiful skin.”

“Well…then I guess I should probably tell you…I’m pregnant.”

“What?” Chan sat up, nearly knocking you off his lap. “Seriously?”

You nod with a big smile. “I got a call from my doctor today confirming it. I didn’t want to tell you till I was sure.”

Chan smashes his lips to yours. “Y/n, you make me the happiest man alive. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“You wouldn’t sleep, one…” you say and he tickles you.

“So it’s like that, huh?” he says, a huge smile on his face as he laughs with you. 

“Maybe.” you shrug.

“C’mon, pretty. We’re going to bed then. Imma show you just how little sleep I can get.” he throws you over his shoulder and carries you up to bed.

“I guess you get to open your gift then.” you say in the bedroom.

“What gift?” he asks, putting you down.

“I bought you something today too…” 

He squints his eyes at you before stepping closer and lifting your shirt over your head. He bites his lip, drinking in the sight of you in the black lingerie. You slip off the pants and twirl. He smirks, launching himself at you. You two land on the bed, only to tangle in the sheets for most the night.

Written for my Beta: @rain-water-flowers

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[midnighthazee]

A Night with MinChan

Summary: Minho was super horny one day and needs you to get off...even though ur Chan's girlfriend

Word Count: 1397

Warnings: MDNI 18+ NSFW, unprotected sex (wrap it up fr), Dom Minho (Minho is horny and demanding), voyeur Chan, oral, creampie, spanking, spitting, hair pulling, hand holding, pet names.. I think that's everything?

Relationship: boyfriend!Chan x afab!reader x Minho

"Chan, c’mon man you gotta help me out..." Minho spun him around. "It's been like two weeks."

"I can't tonight. I gotta get this demo done to send in for approval."

"Do it tomorrow." 

Chan glared at Minho. 

"I'm not about to be cockblocked by a fucking song..." Minho added.

Chan sighed, shaking his head as he turned around to continue working. 

"I can have her alone..." Minho offered.

"You know the arrangement..." Chan reminded. "My girlfriend...not yours. You're lucky I even let you fuck her in the first place."

"Please. I'm so hard it hurts. And these pants are very...constricting." Minho complained. 

Chan couldn't deny seeing the bulge in Minho's pants. "Fine. But you're helping me finish this tomorrow."

"Deal."

About twenty minutes later, Chan arrived in your shared apartment, Minho on his heels. 

"Babe?" He called out. 

"Y/n?" Minho made a beeline for the master bedroom. 

"Yeah?” You answered, coming from the bedroom. “Oh hey! What are yo-"

Before you could finish your question, Minho's lips smashed onto yours. 

"Hello to you too." You say when he finally pulls away. 

"Bed. Now."

"Who? Me?" You look over at Chan. "I know he's not talking to me."

Chan shrugs.

Suddenly, Minho's hand connects with your ass, making you yelp. 

"Get. On. The. Bed." He grits, his eyes menacing. "Or that tight little asshole will be mine tonight. 

Not that you were against it…. but you wanted Chan to have the first go at it. So Minho was forced to wait. 

You swallow thickly, turning on your heels and going back into the bedroom. You climb on the bed, turning to face him. 

Chan follows a shirtless Minho into the room and goes to sit in his usual chair. He loved watching you get wrecked by Minho - only to coo and comfort you after. That’s probably the only reason this arrangement happened in the first place. They usually take turns on who fucks you silly and who does the aftercare. Guess today, Minho is in charge. 

Minho stood between your legs, tilting your chin up to look at him. "Open this pretty little mouth, kitten."

You did as he told and he spit onto your outstretched tongue. "Swallow."

You did.

He tugged your hair, tilting your head back even farther as his other hand snaked around your throat. He leaned down and kissed you, though it was much gentler this time.

His hands released their grip as he continued kissing you, tongues swirling around each other in a fight for dominance. His fingers grazed your waist as he pulled on the hem of your shirt. He pulled it up and over your head, pleased to see your lack of bra underneath. 

"You were ready for me, huh kitten?" 

You nod, giving him puppy eyes. 

"Use your words, remember? Or I can't help you."

"Yes, Min."

"Good little kitten."

You didn't miss Chan shifting in his seat over in the corner, smirking. He always got so hard watching the two of you. His own personal porn. 

"Lay down."

You lay back and Minho reaches forward to grab your sweatpants. He slides them, and your underwear, off. You were bare on the bed, two hungry gazes drinking in the sight of your body. Minho let out a slight growl in his throat as he leaned down and attached his lips to your nipple. You moan at his expert movement. He knew just how to please you, even though it's been just about two months since this arrangement started. 

One of his hands trails down to your core, parting your folds to slip a finger inside. Your back arches, his finger slipping right in. That's to how wet you were already. 

"Fuck kitten...you're always so fucking wet." Minho hisses. 

He teases your cunt, rubbing up and down, thrusting in and out. You were squirming, desperate for more. 

"Min..." you whine. "Minho..."

He pulls his fingers away, sucking them clean and groaning at the taste. 

"Ass up." He commands. 

You flip over, bending forward so your ass is up in the air. He leaned down, sucking on your bud. You gripped the sheets, crying out as he lapped up your juices. His tongue prodded your entrance and teased, pushing you closer to release. But before you could finish, Minho stands up and inserts two fingers, curling them just right as he massages your sensitive walls. You were close, ready to snap. 

"Minho...please...so close."

"Cum for me." He said. "Now"

At his command, you came around his fingers, pussy dripping around him. Your eyes rolled back, fisting the sheets as your body trembled. Minho bent down once more, licking you clean and making you jump at the overstimulation. 

He pulled away for a few seconds but it wasn't long until you felt his hands gripping your waist. Your core was prodded with his tip as he grinded against you. You whimper. Minho smacks your ass hard enough to make tears prick in your eyes. 

"Please..." you beg, stealing a glance over at Chan. 

Chan has his thick cock in his hand, slowly stroking it as he watches. He was biting his lip, the other hand white knuckled as it gripped the arm of the chair.  

Suddenly, Minho snapped his hips and thrusted into you harshly. You gasp, clenching around him. He groans, moving his hips and setting a rhythm. 

"Fuck" you pant. 

The sound of him rutting into you filled the silence. He leaned forward, hips snapping as he had his way. 

"Fuck I’m not gonna last long, kitten. You're so tight."

"Maybe if you weren't so horny..." Chan noted, earning the middle finger from his friend. 

Minho's fingers reached between your legs and began pinching your clit. You shook, moaning as he teased. You were so close, ready to release any second. 

"That's it baby...fuck...squeezing me like that...ughhhh. Cum for me kitten." Minho strained against his cock's need to fill you. 

Crying out his name, you came hard. White dots filled your vision, making you squeeze your eyes shut. He was slamming relentlessly into you, prolonging your orgasm as long as he could. It was too much and your body started to convulse. He pulled out abruptly, flipping you onto your back. You moan, trying to come to but he doesn't let you. Minho slips right back in, pounding just as fast. Reaching up, he pinches your nipples between his fingers. You arch your back, moaning loudly. 

"I want you to cum again.." Minho stated. "So I can fill you up."

"Minho..." you whine. 

"Shhh. Hush now. Let me take care of you. Making you feel so good, huh?" Minho's hands find yours, fingers intertwining as he raises them above your head. His tempo never falters, as he leans down and peppers kisses along your face. After a few moments, he leans back up, reaching for your clit once more. He begins to circle it with his thumb. 

"Fuck...im.close." He groans. "You gonna cum with me, yeah?"

You nod. 

Minho's free hand is around your throat, squeezing. "Words."

"Yes. I'll cum. Let me cum with you."

"Good girl."

A few more frantically thrusts and his hips begin stuttering. You feel your orgasm washed over you, feel the hot spurts of cum filling you up and you lose yourself in the sensation. So much so, you didn't hear Chan stand and walk over to you. 

"Suck, pretty girl." Chan says. 

Your eyes were hazy as you struggled to open them. You opened your mouth and took his thick cock down your throat. He fucked your face, groaning at how good your warm, wet mouth was.

Minho was now bent over you, cock buried deep, as he lay on your chest to catch his breath. 

"Mmm...fuck that's it. You ready baby? Wanna taste it?" Chan practically growled

You moan in response and the vibrations send chills up his spine. 

"Gonna swallow it all like a good girl?"

Before you can answer, his cock twitches and he cums with a guttural groan. 

He leans forward, catching himself with outstretched hands as he shoots his seed down your throat. 

"Such a good girl, kitten. You like being full of cum, don't you?" Minho nips at your collarbone as Chan pulls out. 

You swallow, opening your mouth to him to show off. 

He squats down, hand rubbing your head. "My pretty girl....you're so good for us."

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Chemistry Lesson

Summary: your crush on your annoying but HOT teacher is used against you in efforts for extra credit...not that you're complaining.

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI, p in v (wrap it up friends), professor/student relations, fingering, oral, rough, pet names, cum swallowing, language...I think that's it?

Word Count: 2519

Relationship: professor!Chan x afab!reader

“Ugh I can’t stand our professor. He literally makes me wanna jump off a bridge.” you complained, coming out of your chemistry class.

“You say that…like you don’t want to jump his bones.” your friend, Maggi says.

“Mind your business.” you say, glaring at her.

She laughs. “I’m just saying. You’ve been saying since day one how attractive he is.”

“You’re correct. I still hate him.”

Maggi rolls her eyes.

“And I have to go to his office hours this week to turn in my missed assignments from last week. Otherwise, I will be failing this class.”

“Well who told you to miss school last week?” 

“I’m sorry I was on my deathbed with strep.”

“Well I’m glad you’re feeling better…it was boring in class without you.” your other friend said, meeting up with you guys out in the plaza between buildings.

“Thank you, Bre.” you said pointedly.

“Hey, I’m glad you’re okay too.” Maggi added. “I just think you should try flirting with him.”

“Maybe if you sleep with him, he will pass you.” Bre says, holding the door open for you.

“Yes, because I’m going to sleep my way to a degree.” you spoke sarcastically.

“That’s one way to do it….” Maggi shrugged.

“What are we eating? Chick-fil-a?” you ask as the three of you enter the cafeteria.

“I’m down.” Maggi nods.

Bre also nods so the three of you head over and grab some lunch.

The rest of the day was pretty slow. The time dragged as you finished off your classes and finally got to go home. The rest of the evening you spent working on your homework to catch up on your chem class. 

----

Two days later, you were walking into your chemistry professor’s office. You knocked but there was no answer. The door was locked so you paced the hall, waiting. It was ten past nine in the morning and his office hours started at nine. Where could he be? 

You checked your watch, the minutes ticking by.

“Hello Ms. y/l/n.” It was your chemistry professor. 

“Hello.” you say shyly.

“What can I do for you?”

“I’m here to turn in my missing assignments.” you say, following him into his office.

“Is that all?” he asked, closing the door. Was that…skepticism in his voice?

“Um…yes.” you say, suddenly nervous to be alone with him.

“You sure? You look like you wanna say something else.”

“Nope.” you clear your throat.

“Well, let’s have it.” he says.

You hurry to take off your book bag and remove the folder containing your late assignments.

“You have class soon?” he asks.

“No. Not till eleven.” you answer.

“Well if you hang out, I can grade them real quick so you know your scores.”

“Okay.”

“Please have a seat.” he gestures to the chairs across from his desk.

You sit awkwardly, looking around his tiny office. He too sits and pulls out a red pen. He starts looking over the first assignment, stopping about halfway to look up at you when your shaking leg distracts him. 

“What?” you ask when you catch him looking at you.

“You seem nervous.” he studies you.

“No. Just…want a good grade..that’s all.” you force a smile.

“Mmm.” he says, eyes squinting at you. “I can always assign an extra credit assignment if you want to make up the points.”

“Really?” 

“Yes. I’ll let it replace your lowest test score.” he offered.

That would be a big help considering your lowest score was fifty seven percent. You didn’t want the extra work, but you wanted the help to your grade and gpa. So you decided it would be best to take it.

“Please. That would be a big help.” you say.

He nods, standing from the desk.

“Speaking of help…” he leans against his desk in front of you. “I’ve noticed the way you look at me.”

“Wh-what?” you stutter, feeling your cheeks growing redder by the second.

“The way your legs squeeze together under the table when I say good job for a correct answer.” he continues, head tilting.

You try to refrain from squeezing them now, swallowing.

“The way you bite your lip when I look at you.”

Not realizing you were doing it now, you pressed your lips together, looking at your hands twiddling in your lap.

“Tell me you don’t want this. Tell me you’re not interested and I’ll stop.” he says seriously.

But you can’t. You can’t bring yourself to tell that lie. Daring to look up at him, you make eye contact. His chest is practically heaving, his pupils blown as he stares at you.

You begin to speak, to tell him you can’t. Your head shakes, “No, I-”

His knuckles were white as he held onto the edge of the desk.

“Say the word and we can end it here. I won’t push you if it’s not what you want.” “It is…” you blurt out. Looking up at him in surprise at yourself, you speak softly. “It is what I want.”

He’s on you in a heartbeat, lifting you from the chair and smashing his lips onto yours. You clench around nothing, aching to be filled by him. There was already a wet patch in your panties and you could feel the slick already. How did he get you like this…like putty in his hands.

You kissed hungrily, as if you had been waiting your whole life. His tongue swiped your lips, demanding entry. As you parted your lips, his tongue dominated your mouth. His hands were gripping your waist in a bruising hold. You were so lost in him, needing to feel every inch of him, needing to be filled by him. You could barely stand, your legs feeling weak, but he held you up.

He kissed down your jawline and neck, leaving love bites in his path. He bit particularly hard just above your collarbone and you knew it was gonna be visible by the evening. He clawed at your shirt, pulling it over your head.

You fidgeted with the buttons of his dark blue dress shirt. Growing impatient, he yanked it open.

“I have another in the closet.” He mumbled in the spare second he came up for air. 

His lips were on yours again as you pushed his shirt down his arms. Once his shirt was gone, he undid your bra with one hand, the other undoing the button of your jeans. He pushed them, and your panties, down in one go. Then he swiped the desk to clear a space before picking you up and placing you on it.

Biting your lip, your chest heaved as he bent down for a taste. His tongue gently swiped your folds, collecting your juices. You moaned loudly and he covered your mouth quickly.

“Easy princess…” he says. “The faculty can’t know what we’re doing. You don’t want me fired, do you?”

You shake your head no.

“Good girl.” he ducks between your legs again.

It takes entirely too much out of you not to make a noise as he licks and sucks. His forearms are hooked around your thighs, holding you in place despite your squirming.

“Please..” you whisper desperately.

He prods your hole with his tongue, his big nose nuzzling your clit and making you jerk.

“Mmm…please.” you say breathlessly.

“Please what, princess?” he asks, his breath hitting your core.

Your hips buck, answering his question. 

But he plays dumb, continuing to tease you.

“Professor…please…” you whine, louder.

“You didn’t answer me. Please what?” he says, hovering over you.

“Want you inside me…please…need it. Need you. Please…” 

“Look what a babbling mess you are already. I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

You whine, bucking your hips.

He smirks, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Stop teasing me…” you pout.

He leans down, taking one of your nipples between his teeth. You hiss, back arching.

“Don’t be a brat.” he says, moving to the other side.

“Professor…” you whine once more.

“Call me Chris.” he says, looking into your eyes.

“Chris.” you test it out. “Please fuck me, Chris.”

He growls at your vulgar request, dipping down to kiss the side of your neck before standing straight and pulling you off the desk. He was quick to spin you around and bend you over the desk. Next thing you know, you’re feeling his tip sliding up and down.

You push back against him, needing him to fill you out. His head alone felt big and you anticipated the stretch when he finally pushed in. But you still underestimated his size, the stretch so good, tears pricked the corners of your eyes.

“Oh…fuck..” you groan.

He leans forward, covering your mouth. “What did I say earlier? Keep quiet for me, angel.”

You bite your lip as he grips your hip and thrusts into you harshly. The pace was brutal and you knew you would be sore later. But he pounded, grunts and groans leaving his lips. He wanted you to be quiet, but there was no way they couldn’t hear him though.

His hand slid from your mouth to your neck as he lifted your torso from off his desk. You were on your tiptoes, Chris never losing pace, bodies now flushed together. He was panting in your ear as his other hand teased your clit. Your hands gripped his arms tight as you tried to brace yourself. It was like he was trying to break you.

You came, hard. Your pussy clamped down on him like a vice and made him nip at your shoulder.

“Fuck.” he grunted. “So tight, angel. You keep squeezing me like that and I won’t last."

You moaned, your body shaking.

He walked the two of you to his chair, sitting down with you in his lap. He put your legs together and thrusted up into you, hitting that sweet spot just right. You tried to balance yourself on his legs, struggling to not be pushed over from the way he pounded into you. He could see how good you were being for him and decided to turn you around.

You straddled him, sinking down on his entire length, and throwing your head back. The stretch was too good and you were a moaning mess. Chris took advantage and kissed along your neck, leaving more marks as you grind your hips. He made his way down to your nipples and sucked, hard.

Your grip on his shoulders tightened, pausing your hips for a second. 

He chuckled.“I’m making you feel good huh?”

“Mmm…” your eyes were shut but you nodded.

“Look at me. Let me see those pretty eyes.”

You blinked open your eyes, looking at him. He kissed you deeply, hands tangling in your hair as he pulled you flush with him.

“Bounce baby. Let me see how naughty you can be.” 

You begin to bounce on it, this angle teasing your g-spot perfectly.

“Fuck..” you groan, dropping your head to rest it on his shoulder.

“Cum for me princess.” Chris says. “I know you’re close.” You whine, each bounce bringing you closer. His hands on your hips grew tighter, aiding your movements as you began to tire out. The coil snapped and you came undone. Your pussy clenched him and he had to close his eyes to focus on not cumming. You stopped moving yourself, but he was still moving you - overstimulating you as you trembled.

“Chris…Chris please…” you whined in a hushed tone. “Ahh, fuck.”

“Good girl.” Chris whispered in your ear.

He finally stopped your hips, letting you come down. You were panting as he thrusted his hips a few more times.

“Get on your knees.” he insisted.

You lazily scrambled to the floor, leaning into his lap. He was now on the edge of the chair, your hands resting on his knees.

“Be a good little girl and finish me off.” he commanded.

You jerk him off, tongue out ready to catch it. He leaned back, head thrown back over the top of the chair. His torso was glistening with sweat as his muscles flexed. He was close, so close and ready to spill his load.

“Fuck… that’s it princess. Don’t stop.” he panted. 

He sounded so desperate….his toughness long gone. It made you want to mess with him a bit. So you slowed your movements and his eyes popped open. Smirking, you take him in your mouth. Your tongue teased his tip and he jerked into your mouth.

“Fuck..don’t tease me like that.”

“Why not, professor?” you faux pouted as you continued your hands’ ministrations.

He growled in frustration. He was so close, his tip red and needing to cum. You take him in your mouth again and his cock twitches. He spills his seed inside you, the spurts hitting the back of your throat.

The guttural groan leaving his body makes you moan, his hand holding your head on his cock until he finishes. He finally relaxes, chest heaving. You bob your head on his softening cock and he winces.

You smirk, swallow his cum as you look up at him innocently.

“Fuck…” is all he can say. 

You stand on shaky legs, leaning over and kissing him.

“We should have done this sooner…” he says, tucking some hair behind your ear.

“Guess it’s a good thing you won't be my professor in two weeks.” you smirk.

“You make an… extremely good point.” he smiles, his dimples prominent.

Standing straight, you look around for your clothes. Chris playfully smacks your ass and stands. You find your clothes and put your bra back on first. You move to put on your underwear but Chris stops you.

“Let me wipe you off.” he says, holding a paper towel in his hand.

You sit up on his desk, smiling proudly as you spread your legs for him. He shakes his head, poking his cheek with his tongue. “Naughty Princess.”

He cleans you off, pecking your lips before finding his own clothes. You slip on your clothes, watching as he grabs a new shirt from his closet and begins buttoning it. When he turns around, you fix his hair so it looks less crazy and he smiles.

“Thanks.”

You nod. “I should probably get going for class.”

“Right.” He nods. He almost looks disappointed. “I’ll get your assignments graded and have them posted by the end of day.

“Thank you.” you grab your backpack and reach for the door.

“Oh. And as for that extra credit homework. Pick three elements off the periodic table and write about how they affect people or the environment. Good or bad, doesn’t matter. Two thousand words.” he said with a beaming smile.

“But I-” you stop, brows furrowed as you process what just happened.

He smirks, knowing exactly what you were thinking - the sex was the extra credit. 

“I like you too…but I’m not grading you with sex. You will earn your grade honestly and with integrity.” he winked at you. “See you tomorrow.”

Left dumbfounded, you leave his office. Sighing, you check your watch and realize you have five minutes to get across campus for your next class. “Shit.”

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Comeback Time!!!

Like the idols, I'm here for my comeback 🤣🤣😬😬

WOW I def didn't mean to take that long of a break....oops. I was hoping for a month off and then I blinked. But we back!

I have some drabbles for you guys coming in the next few days!! So stay tuned!!!

Possibly another series...👀👀👀 but it's still in the early days....

I love you all and I missed you!

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a.n.: I have also been dying from all the skz content lately...hair changes...live performances!!! This tour will be the death of me!!! I can't wait till they get here for our concerts!!!

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Hello my lovely readers!!!

Did you miss me? 😈💚

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Greenridge ABO Series - Thank you!!!

With Chapter 25 posted, I wanted to say...

THANK YOU to all the Greenies who have read and supported Greenridge. You all mean the world to me! Without you, I probably wouldn't have finished it... LOL You pushed, motivated, and inspired me to make this story as best as I could and I am forever grateful! Your comments, likes, and reblogs put a smile on my face and made me laugh so much! Thank you for those!!!

Shout out to my beta readers @cherry-erii @its-the-solar-system for helping me throughout the writing process!

I will be taking a bit of a break from a series, only posting blurbs/drabbles/imagines/one-shots for a bit. I am considering another series but not entirely sure yet. (I was so invested in Greenridge, it took most of my free time outside of work :/ so if I do another I want to be better about my time management.)

So stay tuned and feel free to send in requests!

I Love You! Hope you had a great new year!!

xx Autumn Moon

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Greenridge ABO Series

Series Masterlist Masterlist

Warnings: FLUFF, Cute & domestic fluff

WC: 1799

Chapter 25: Epilogue

Three Years Later…

You wake up to the soft snores of your soulmate snuggled behind you. Blinking your eyes open, you take in the warm glow of the morning sun. The curtains weren't all the way closed, letting light peak in and wake you from your slumber. You stretch a bit, snuggling back into the warm body wrapped around you.

He stirs, pulling you tight to his chest.

“Morning.” you whisper.

“Morning.” he rasps, his morning voice sending shivers across your skin.

He nuzzles into your neck, kissing your neck, then his mark.

You shudder, eyes closing. “Innie…”

“Hmm?” he asks innocently, kissing it again.

You turn in his arms to face him, looking into his eyes. He smiles at you, his dimples on full display. You can’t help but poke his cheek, making him blush.

“I love you.” he says.

“I love you too.” 

You lean up and kiss him deeply, relishing in his touch as he keeps the cool air of the room at bay with his warmth. The sound of a child’s giggle floats under the door from the hall, pulling you back to reality.

“I should probably go check on the little angel.” you say.

“You know us uncles are all over it. You’re not missed when we’re around.” Jeongin pulls you tighter.

“Hey!” you swat his arm. “Mothers are always missed.”

“Yes.” Kiss. “Yes they are.” Kiss.

With one final kiss, you throw the covers off and fix your nightgown so the bottom falls from where it was bunched. Then you make your way downstairs, finding Jisung, Felix, and Hyunjin sitting around and playing with legos.

“Mommy!” 

“Hi, my sweet boy.” you say, squatting and opening your arms.

He runs into your embrace, and you squeeze him close. When he pulls back, he has the biggest smile on his face. He was his father’s splitting image, dimples included, but with your hair color. You brushed his curls from his face, as he pointed to the toys.

“Uncle Hyun an Uncle Lix hep build tower. But Uncle Ji knock it down.” He said with a pout.

“Oh well that wasn’t very nice, was it?” you glare at Jisung playfully.

“Really?” Jisung asked, as Hyunjin and Felix fell over laughing. “You’re really gonna sell me out like that, Aiden?”

Aiden sticks his tongue out at Jisung, who swiftly stands and comes over to swoop him up. Aiden giggles as Jisung flies him around the living room, tickling him relentlessly. You stand, smiling at the encounter. His laughter was contagious, making everyone in the room smile at him. 

Minho walks in from the kitchen, coming beside you and pulling you into him. He kisses your temple as you lean into him.

“How are you this morning?” he asks. 

“I’m good.”

“You’re glowing, you know.” he says.

You blush and push him playfully. He then bends down and places a hand on your swollen belly. 

“And how’s my other baby doing?” he says, caressing your belly.

“She’s been calm today. So far not as much kicking.” you say.

“Kick for daddy, pumpkin. Let me feel you.” he says, placing both hands on your belly.

And as if she understood, she began moving and kicking. He smiles, looking up at you with a twinkle in his eye. 

“She’s definitely yours since she listens to you.” you smile.

He leans up, kissing you deeply.

“Get a room.” Changbin groans, coming into the kitchen.

“Don’t be jealous.” Minho says.

“I’m not.” Changbin calls back, opening the fridge.

Minho kisses you before kissing your belly and going into the kitchen. You follow him, sitting at the island. Hyunjin comes around the counter, placing a plate in front of you.

“Thank you.” you smile.

He leans down, puckering his lips for you to kiss him. You roll your eyes and return the kiss before taking a bite.

“Where’s mine?” Jeongin pouts.

“Leftovers are in the fridge. Make a plate.” Minho says.

“Be nice and make him a plate.” you say to Minho, who gives you a look. “Your daughter said so.”

He squints his eyes at you but moves to make a plate for Jeongin. 

He mouths a thank you to you and you wink at him before resuming your own breakfast. It was a heaping plate of sausage, eggs, fruit, and pancakes. 

Chan came into the kitchen, kissing the top of your head before turning to Aiden. “There’s my little rascal”

Chan pulls Aiden from Jisung’s arms and turns him upside down, making him giggle even more.

“Daddy!!!!” Aiden cries with laughter.

“Yes, son?” Chan asks playfully.

Pulling Aiden rightside up, Chan smiles at him.

“Can I have a snack?” Aiden asks.

“Sure, what do you want?”

“Ummm..cookies!”

“No cookies.” Chan chuckled. “That’s dessert. Anything else?”

“Fruit snack?” Aiden asks with a cute tilt of his head.

“Okay. We can do fruit snacks.” Chan says, carrying him to the butler pantry and letting him pick out a flavor.

You smile at the encounter as you eat your breakfast, your heart warm at the interaction. Chan was always hot. But dad Chan had you melting even more.

Since your last pregnancy, you put on a healthy bit of weight, no longer looking underfed. Changbin also trained you a bit, more so after Aiden was born, and you put on some lean muscle. You were stronger and healthier now - you were thriving.

You were also extremely spoiled by your eight lovers. Anything you wanted, they would buy you. You didn’t have to work so you spent your days at the house mostly. If you got bored, you walked the property. Chan offered to teach you to drive, and you did well with it, but still have yet to get your license.

Sometimes the other omegas from the allied packs would come over and hang out too, giving you some much needed girl time. It was nice to hang out with the packs after everything that happened. And you were extremely grateful none of them held a grudge with you over your connection to Reed and what he did.

With your first pregnancy, the boys helped you set up and paint your bedroom. You converted it into the nursery, choosing neutral colors. You knew with three alphas that Aiden probably wouldn’t be your only one. Minho had already started talking about the time when you two would have one, so you planned ahead. 

You moved your stuff out of the room only for it to end up scattered in all the boys’ rooms. Most of it was in either Chan and Minho’s room though as they had the master suites.

Chan barely had things, so most of your clothes were in his closet. He preferred to give rather than receive and he hardly ever bought things for himself, something you had been working on changing over the past few years.

And when you found out it was a boy, you two were elated. You immediately knew what you wanted to name him. Chan cried at the mention of his brother, loving how you wanted to honor him. He couldn't have loved you more than he already did in that moment.

Your second pregnancy has been a bit more challenging. With Aiden it was smooth sailing - no morning sickness or complications. You had some weird cravings but other than that, it was fine. Delivery went well, happening in the med room in the basement with Doctor Quinn delivering him in the company of all the boys.

This pregnancy, you had bad morning sickness, skin breakouts, and an appetite for three. Minho always joked it would be twins since you were eating so much, but luckily Doctor Quinn confirmed it wasn’t. 

You were six and half months along, and couldn’t wait to hold her. Minho and you were still deciding on girl names. He wanted to do something similar to yours but you had other plans. You asked Chan about Minho’s mother, and Chan told you a little. He at least told you her name before he said Minho should be the one to tell you the rest.

“Minho?” you ask as the two of you curl up on the couch together. “Yes, kitten?” 

“I was thinking about names for our baby girl. I think I found the perfect one.” “Oh, did you now?” he quirked an eyebrow at you.

You sit up, turning to face him. “Ha-na.”

Minho’s eyes stare back at you, all emotion drained from his face. Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe the memories were too painful. You shouldn’t have suggested it.

“My mother…” he whispers, so faint you barely hear it.

You nod, taking his hand in yours. “Your mother’s name.”

He doesn’t move. You don’t think he’s blinked in the past two minutes honestly.

“If you don’t like it, we don’t have to ch-” you were cut off by his lips crashing onto yours.

“I love it.” he says with a smile. “And I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You kiss deeply before pulling away and resting your head on his chest. 

“Will you tell me about her?” you ask softly.

And so he did. He spent the afternoon reminiscing both on good and bad memories. And suddenly, Minho made sense. She shaped him, made him who he is today. And you loved her for it because you loved him.

Later that evening, you answered the knock at the door. Hudson had come over for dinner - the monthly meeting the two of you had. He stayed away, even though you spent the past two years convincing him he could visit whenever he wanted. But he felt it was best to give you your space and let you be with your soulmates.

So you two agreed that at least once a month you would have a get together. He could see the kids and you two could catch up on each other’s lives. He was married now, his wife and son joining dinner as well. You enjoyed the relationship you two had developed. It was a rough start, but now you were grateful you didn’t let Minho kill him.

Now, three years later and you were the happiest you had ever been. You were living the life you always dreamed of those restless nights in the cells of Lewis’s basement. You’ll never understand why he treated you so poorly - why he couldn’t be a decent man. But you decide it’s not for you to know. 

Chan was right when he said you were strong. You believed him now, knowing that if you weren’t you wouldn’t have made it out that night. Finding the courage to run, to ignore the pain from your injuries and keep running, that was something you would always be proud of yourself for.

The End.

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Greenridge ABO Series

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Warnings: explicit language, mentions of past trauma (it's not for the weak, but I don't want to spoil the chapter. sorry), SMUT 18+ MDNI, fingering, oral, p in v (wrap it up pls), FLUFF

WC: 4360

Chapter 24

One Month Later…

The house had finally been fixed, the boys helping out the construction crew in efforts of speeding up the process. You all officially moved back in yesterday evening, enjoying dinner and a movie in your new living room. It was perfect timing since a few of the others were getting antsy and irritable in the closer proximity the cabin offered. It was at least half the size of the main house so you were practically living on top of each other.

When the others started their arguing, you would usually seek out Chan. He would use his dominance to diffuse the situation or just make them separate for the rest of the day. His calming presence kept you relaxed though, especially since he was quiet and always working on something. So you could usually be found sitting in his lap, laying your head in his lap, or reading books in his office while he worked. 

He enjoyed your company, making him feel warm and fuzzy inside. He usually tried to work where you were touching him in some way, even if it was just your legs draped over his lap. He was definitely making up for the lack of time you two didn’t have initially while he was locked up.

And when Chan wasn’t home, you were restless. The house rebuilding sometimes required his oversight in person and he didn’t always take you. Whether you were asleep when he left or busy with the others at the time, you usually missed him after a short while. Felix kept you company, his gentle nature quite nurturing. But when he and Jisung argued over who was cheating in a game, you retreated to Chan’s room, opting for some reading or games on your phone to pass the time. 

Morning time meant a full spread for breakfast. You woke up next to Seungmin, having slept in his room last night after he complained you were always sleeping in Chan’s bed. You felt bad, realizing you probably should be more fair to everyone. So you cuddled up next to him and fell fast asleep.

He was nuzzling his face into your hair, kissing you as you came to.

“Morning..” he mumbles against your skin.

You smile, his morning voice sending chills up your spine. “Morning.”

Seungmin tightens his grip with the arm draped over your waist, his body flushed with yours. You turn your head to face him and he immediately plants his lips on yours. You moan into the kiss, having missed his touch.

“You smell so good,” he notes.

You giggle as he kisses down your neck. He gets up and moves down in the bed, lifting your nightgown and pulling your panties down.

“Minnie…” you rasp.

“Yes, darling?” he teases, kissing your lower abdomen.

“Mmmm,” you close your eyes as his fingers skim over your thighs.

He ducks his head, licking your sensitive heat delicately. Your breath catches in your throat and you arch your back. He smirks, loving how reactive you are.

He licks with more intent, swirling around your clit and teasing your entrance. You're already pooling, your juices coating his tongue. He groans at the taste.

“Have you always been this sweet?” he asks.

You steal a glance and catch his eyes looking right at you, his pupils blown. Lust took over as he prodded your entrance with his tongue. He moved it in and out, making your head fall back onto the pillow. Your whole body felt like it was on fire - like electricity was flowing through you - feeling just how close you were already.

Seungmin slipped a finger in and began thrusting it, coaxing a moan from your mouth.

“Such pretty little sounds.” Seungmin coos, sucking on your clit once more.

“Minnie…” you whine, your fingers twisting into his hair.

He slips a second finger in, curling them to hit your sweet spot. He moves them faster, pushing you over the edge. You grip the sheets with your free hand, back arching as you come undone. Moans escape your lips as you cum. Seungmin drinks your juices like he has been in the desert for the past week.

Crawling up your body, Seungmin kisses his way up your body as you come down. He plants his lips on yours and you taste just how sweet you were. He looks down at you with adoring eyes and you melt.

“Let’s go eat, yeah?” Seungmin asks with a peck to your lips.

He climbs off the bed and you sit up.

“What about you?” you ask.

“I’m good. I just wanted to watch you.” He winks before retreating into his bathroom.

He returns with a rag and wipes you up before throwing some clothes on. You find your panties and throw them on, not bothering to go change in your room before heading downstairs. You got a few ogling eyes from the boys with your current attire but you didn’t care. 

You fixed your plate and brought it to the table, sitting between Jisung and Jeongin. You noticed their throats bob as you did, knowing they could probably smell your lingering arousal.

The doorbell rings and Chan goes to answer it. Turning in your seat, you see Doctor Quinn come in. She was holding flowers and a bottle of wine.

“Hey!” She cheers. “I brought a little housewarming gift to celebrate the remodel. Oh, it looks amazing! And I love that tile.”

“Y/n picked it out.”

“Well, you have amazing taste. I should redo my kitchen and have you pick my tile.” She giggles, coming over to hug you.

She pauses for a second, and you swear you see her smile falter just a smidge. As quick as it happened, it was gone and she moved on to give everyone else a hug as well.

“How’s everyone doing? I assume we are all healed by now?” she questions.

Everyone nods, mumbling an ‘I’m okay’ or ‘I’m good’.

“Great. Y/n can I see you downstairs for a second? I have a… girl question.” She winks with a smile.

“Um, sure.” you say.

You follow her downstairs, of course into your favorite room that just so happened to remain unaffected by the blasts, and shuts the door. She turns to you and, while her face is pleasant, you can tell she’s serious.

“You smell different.” she notes.

“Well Chan marked me..maybe you’re smelling that?”

“I can definitely smell him and Minho on you, but that’s not it. Are you pregnant?”

“What!?” you exclaim.

“I’ve had my fair share of dealing with pregnant hybrids and you have the smell.” She says, gesturing for you to sit on the chair. “Have you had a heat since we last talked?”

“Yes.”

“Did any of them go into rut and mate with you?”

“Chan did.” you mutter.

She nods. “Did his rut or your heat continue after?”

“No…”

She smiles. “Usually that’s because the purpose of the mating worked. Would you be up for a blood test? It’s the quickest and most accurate way to tell?”

You blink at her.

“Y/n? Are you alright?” she asks, picking up on your elevated heart rate.

“I, uh…I can’t..I”

“It’s okay. Let’s just test you first. It could just be that something is off with everything going on. Don’t worry for now.” Doctor Quinn rubs your arm before going to grab the necessary supplies.

“Not again…” you mumble.

“Again?”

“Lewis…” you blink, focusing your sight on her. “He got me pregnant. It was my second heat, induced by his rut. Neither of us wanted to mate during that time but the instincts took over. And when…”

Tears begin to form in your eyes…

“It’s okay, y/n.” Doctor Quinn comforts.

“When he found out, I was three months along. He made the doctor do a pelvic exam…and when she confirmed it…” your head drops. “He beat me until it was dead.”

Doctor Quinn’s heart breaks. She pulls you into a hug, letting you sob into her chest. A faint knock came at the door and you attempted to collect yourself. Chan slowly opened the door, followed by Minho.

“Just checking on you. We could feel your distress.” Chan whispers.

Doctor Quinn looks to you for permission and you nod.

She gestures for them to come in and they close the door behind them. Coming to stand beside you and hold your hand, they listen intently while Doctor Quinn shares what you just told her. The boys were raging with fury, Minho having to take a walk outside even though it was starting to snow. Chan stayed behind, holding you close while Doctor Quinn took some blood.

“Explains why you freaked out on me last time when I asked for a pelvic exam.” Doctor Quinn gives you a sympathetic smile.

“Yeah…sorry about that.” you mumble.

“All good, dear.” she smiles, kissing the top of your head. “I’ll rush this and let you know as soon as I do.”

With that, Doctor Quinn left. Chan turned to you, a big grin on his face.

“What?” you ask wearily.

“I’m gonna be a dad?!” his face is lit up, the biggest smile you had ever seen from him graced his face.

You smiled, looking down at your fingers twiddling in your lap. “Yeah, I guess so.”

He pulled you into a tight hug, lifting you from the chair. You couldn’t help but laugh, letting yourself relax a little and enjoy the news…for now.

“Can we…wait on telling everyone. Just until she’s…confirmed it?” you ask.

“Of course, baby. Whatever you’re comfortable with.” He says, rubbing your back. “I’m going to go check on Minho, okay?”

“He’s not…jealous is he?”

“Maybe a little.” Chan winked. “But he’s pissed about the Lewis thing. A similar thing happened to his mom.”

“Oh…” the word a mere breath on your lips.

“Go finish your breakfast. I’ll be back up there.” Chan kissed your forehead before planting a deep kiss to your lips.

You collected yourself, then headed upstairs to the boys. You forced a smile like everything was okay but of course they were suspicious. Respecting your privacy, the boys didn’t pry - they knew you would tell them when you were comfortable.

It was later that evening, you were in your room, curled up in your reading corner and coloring in a new coloring book Hyunjin bought for you. It was animal themed and you were currently coloring a picture of a fox. You had spent most of the day in here, dozing off for about an hour before waking up and continuing on.

There was a light knock on your door and you looked up to see Jisung peeking in. 

“Hey.” he whispered.

“Hi.” you say in a small voice.

He comes in sitting next to you on the cushion you had, hugging one of your pillows. “You okay?”

You nod.

“You sure? You’ve been cooped up in here all day, and awfully quiet…”

“Sorry…” you mumble.

“You don’t have to apologize.” He sits up, facing you. “Talk to me.”

“I was just enjoying my space. Nothing’s wrong.”

Jisung gives you a disbelieving look. Then he grabs your hand and rubs circles on the top with his thumb. “Is this about earlier? With whatever freaked out Minho and  Chan hyung?”

You don’t want to lie to him, but you don’t want to tell them yet. Not till you know for sure. Not till you’re sure it’s what Chan really wants. Maybe he was just acting excited to make you feel better. I mean it’s not like you ever talked about starting a family with any of them…

“I’ll tell you…just not right now.” you offer.

Jisung nods. He looks around the room, the silence between you deafening. When he looks back at you and you lift your head and meet his eyes. 

“What?” you ask, smiling as you squirm under his intense stare.

He smirks, moving closer to you. “Maybe I can make you feel better…” 

He leans in, kissing your jaw and down your neck. You giggle, the coloring book falling off your lap as you adjust your body to face him.

“You smell so good…” Jisung whispers, your foreheads touching.

Yeah, because you were pregnant. Doctor Quinn had informed you your scent would be more appealing now. And that you would also…taste sweeter too.

He kisses you, hard and desperate. Your crossed legs are pulled open and he crawls between them. You push your colored pencils away with one hand, the other cupping the side of his face.

As he kisses down your neck, your hands reach between the two of you and begin to undo his pants. He groans when you palm him through his briefs. He pulls away, lust in his eyes. 

“I love you…” he pants.

You freeze, realizing he has never said it before. A few of the others have by now, but not Jisung. He caught you off guard, your mouth slightly open. He smirks, kissing you passionately, tongues intermingling.

He leans up, removing his shirt and pushing his pants down. You follow his lead, removing your own shirt and sliding your pants down. He stops undressing to help you pull your pants all the way off, throwing them to the side. Then he moves to sit on your cushion, pants around his ankles. He pulls you into his lap and you feel his hard length between your legs. You grind on him, your wetness coating his dick.

“Fuck.” he gasps.

He reaches his hand down and teases your clit. Your hands immediately go to his shoulders, bracing yourself. He smirks at you and you lean in to kiss him. He slips a finger inside, curling it deliciously before pulling it out. He sucks his finger while holding eye contact and you clench around nothing, whining.

“Shhh…I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Jisung coos.

He lines himself up and you sink down on him, throwing your head back. He attaches his lips to your nipple and sucks, thankful you weren’t wearing a bra today. You hold his head into your chest, grinding your hips in his lap. His moans were vibrating your nipples, further stimulating you.

He switches to the other nipple and you swear you’re about to cum any second. He squeezes your ass and you bite your lip. You tug his hair, tilting his head back, and begin bouncing. He watches, mesmerized by the sight of you.

You’re so close, maintaining tempo until you snap. Your orgasm washes over you and your legs tremble. You clench around his cock, moaning his name as you lay into his chest.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful baby.” He says, stroking your hair.

“Mmm…I love you.” you say, looking up at him with hazy eyes.

He smiles so big, flipping you over so he can eat you out. He leans down, drinking you in and moaning at your sweet taste. It feels so good but you want him to cum too. You sit up, taking him by surprise, and move him so he’s lying back on the cushion.

Then you kneel between his legs and take him in your mouth. He groans, head falling back as he hugs one of your pillows. He bites his lip as you work your magic, teasing his tip with your tongue. You suck him hard and slow, edging him closer to release.

“Fuck, y/n.” he groans.

“I wanna taste you, baby…” you say, stroking him with your hand.

He whines, hips bucking at your dirty words. He would love to cum in that pretty mouth of yours. You take his entire length, feeling him hit the back of your throat. You suck and bob your head at a teasing tempo. Feeling mischievous and just wanting him to completely melt, you take a finger and coat in your own juices. Then, you prod at his tight hole, hearing him gasp. 

You push past the little resistance and the guttural groan he releases makes you smirk. You thrust your finger in and out a few times before adding another.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “I’m gonna cum, baby.”

You curl your fingers, massaging his prostate just right, and sure enough…he’s cumming in your mouth. And it was a lot - so much you can barely keep it all in. You milk him dry, sucking him until he’s squirming to get away from the overstimulation. You pop off of him and swallow, a bit dripping from the corner of your mouth. You remove your fingers and crawl up his body. 

His chest was heaving, eyes closed as you kissed his lips. Through the fog, he kisses you back, tasting himself on your tongue. He groans, hands cupping your face as he kisses you until he needs air.

Finally separating, you keep your foreheads together, panting.

“Fuck, that was something. You’re incredible.” he rasps.

You giggle and lay on his chest.

You lay like this for a while, until the smell of dinner begins wafting into your room.

“We should probably shower real quick.” you say, sitting up.

Jisung agrees and the two of you head into your shower. The two of you briefly washed up, putting your clothes back on and joining everyone downstairs for dinner. They all gave you knowing glances and you blushed. Jisung bumped you with his shoulder and you shook your head at him. You found yourself not caring that they heard you two. In fact, let them hear. It wasn’t anything new or something to be embarrassed about at this point. 

It was the next afternoon, and you were training with Changbin. Some of the boys were currently doing weight training, while Changbin had you jogging around the property. It was so freeing to you now that you didn’t have to worry about Lewis or Reed lurking around in the forests surrounding the yard. You were safe and truly free.

Back at the house, you were drinking water when Chan called you inside. He led you into the med room, where you found Doctor Quinn waiting for you.

“Hi.” you say, looking to Chan.

He gives you a reassuring smile.

“Hello, dear.” she smiles. “I got the results back and thought I would deliver them in person.”

“Okay…” you say, worried something was wrong.

“It’s confirmed. You are pregnant. About five weeks.” 

“Seriously?” Chan exclaimed with a big smile on his face. “Ahh, yes.” 

He picked you up, spinning you around.

“I’m going to be a father!” he said, taking in your stunned expression and stepping back. “Y/n, you okay?”

“Yeah…it’s just…a lot. I never thought…” your eyes water. “I never thought I would get to…to be a mother.”

Chan pulls you into a hug, and you rest against his chest. 

“You sure this is something you want?” You ask, looking into Chan’s eyes.

“Are you kidding? I’ve wanted this since I was a boy. You have quite literally just made me the happiest man on the planet right now.” He kisses your cheek. “But I should be asking you that.”

“Yes. Ever since I lost my first, I wanted to have one someday. It’s just I lost hope that I would.” You take his hands in yours. “But I want this.”

Chan wrapped his arms around you, nearly suffocating you in his embrace.You smile, allowing yourself to be happy.

“What about the boys?” you question. “How are they going to take the news?”

Thinking about it, you didn’t know if they would be happy or jealous. Being your soulmate, maybe they would want it to be theirs instead. But maybe they would just be happy as long as you were happy. Part of you wanted to have a child with each of them. But eight kids? That was a lot in general, nevermind what it would do to your body.

“They are going to be excited…” Chan shakes his head in disbelief. “You don’t have to worry, darling. This is a good thing.”

“I love you.” you blurt out, cheeks flushed.

His eyes widened at the confession. The sound of those words was like music to his ears - his new favorite melody. 

“I love you too, baby.” He kisses you deeply, hugging you to his chest.

You smile up at him. “Should we tell them then?”

His eyes light up even more, as if that was possible. He grabs your hand and leads the way from the room. “

He calls upstairs for the remaining pack members. Then you two made your way outside to wait for them. 

“Alright, listen up. We have an announcement to make.” Chan says.

Everyone is gathered around, Doctor Quinn hiding in the back.

“Doctor Quinn has just confirmed that our darling y/n is pregnant.”

At first there is silence, the shock taking over. Everyone processes a second before erupting in cheers and rushing over to hug the two of you. You laugh at their excitement and support, feeling such happiness that you don’t remember ever feeling. Chan was right…this is a good thing.

“That explains why you’ve been so clingy with Chan.” Jisung comments.

You pout at him.

“It’s not a bad thing…” Jisung tries to save himself.

Minho just hits him over the head.

“Congrats, y/n,” Minho says, kissing you.

“When are you due?” Changbin asks.

You look at Doctor Quinn. 

“Oh, we didn’t even get to that part. Since you’re about five weeks, you are due around the end of June, first part of July.” She explains.

“Oh I can’t wait. I’m gonna teach him or her how to bake and how to dance.” Felix boasts.

“Slow down. What if they want to learn to paint?” Hyunjin counters.

“What are you going to name them? Have you thought of names yet?” Jeongin asks.

“Definitely should do Jisung. It’s a great name.” Jisung offers.

“Changbin is way better. Or Dwaekki.”

“Oh please, what if it’s a girl? Seungmin would be better… as it’s a unisex name.” Seungmin states with a smug expression.

“Fighting over our baby already.” Chan says amused as he kisses your temple.

You smile, shaking your head at them.

Later that night, Chan suggested a little campfire. The November air was nippy, the ground white from the evening snowfall. You were sitting next to Chan and Hyunjin, wrapped in a blanket and sipping hot chocolate. Minho insisted you try a smores since you had never had one before. You watched as he twisted the marshmallow over the fire. After it was perfect, he claimed, he takes a piece of chocolate, two halves of a graham cracker and sandwiches them with the marshmallow. 

Then he slides it off the stick, and brings it to your mouth to try. You take a bite, moaning at how good it was.

“See…you’ve been missing out.” he smiled smugly.

“I have…” you take another bite.

Minho happily feeds you before making one of his own smores. Then you lay your head on Chan’s shoulder, basking in the warmth of everyone and the fire. 

Jisung stands abruptly. “Okay…I’m betting it’s a girl.”

“Oh, no. It’s definitely going to be a boy.” Hyunjin counters.

“Put me down for a boy too!” Seungmin adds.

“Girl.” Jeongin says with a mouth full of smores.

“Me too!” Changbin adds.

“It’s going to be a boy!” Felix argues.

“Minho…tell them it’s going to be a girl…” Jisung turns to Minho who smirks.

“I’m betting on a boy actually…” Minho says.

“I think it’s going to be a girl…” you say.

“See! If y/n says girl, it’s going to be a girl.” Jisung argues.

“Bullshit. No one truly knows. Not even the ancestors.” Seungmin rolls his eyes.

“Chan’s the tie breaker. Chan hyung, what do you think?” Jeongin asks.

Everyone looks at Chan, and he chuckles.

“How much is the bet?”

“Fifty dollars?” Jisung asks everyone. They nod.

“Well in that case…” Chan looks up to the sky as if pondering. “I just want a healthy baby. I don’t care.”

“Oh, your vote doesn’t count anyway.” Jisung dismisses him with a wave.

The boys go back to arguing over the gender while Chan looks dumbfounded. You smile, leaning up and kissing him. He caresses your face before his hand moves lower, caressing your lower tummy where your little bundle of joy was growing. You place your hand over his, resting your head on his chest.

“Thank you for taking me in.” you whisper.

“Thank you for being so strong.” he says and you look up at him confused.

“I’m not strong…”

Chan scoffs. “Yes you are. You are the strongest person I know. You have had a tough past, life giving you so many hardships. And you didn’t let it tear you down. Instead you fought and pushed through, making it out on the other side. That, my love, makes you strong. And that’s why I’m going to spoil the absolute hell out of you for the rest of our lives.” 

As Chan spoke, he rubbed your arm, kissing your forehead when he was done. You closed your eyes, tears falling down your cheeks. You received so much love from them, love you never thought you would ever get to experience. Love you had long since given up hope in finding. But here it was, all around you, and you weren’t going to waste it.

“Me too.” Hyunjin hugged you from where he sat next to you, kissing your temple.

Two strong arms came around you from behind the bench. “And I’m going to protect you with my life for as long as I live.”

You turn and smile up at Changbin, who pecks your face with kisses.

Giggling, you didn’t notice when everyone else stood up and came over to you. Soon you felt the weight of everyone as they all piled on you in a group hug. Minho wiped your tears before kissing your cheek.

“I love you all.” you say.

“We love you too.” Felix says. 

“So much.” Hyunjin adds.

After years of feeling like you didn’t belong, you finally found your home - you belonged here at Greenidge. And you could now finally see a future for yourself. One surrounded by love and family.

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[midnighthazee]

Greenridge ABO Series

a/n: She's a long one Greenies, get a snack and get comfy... It's time.

Series Masterlist Masterlist

Warnings: explicit language, mentions of blood, mentions of guns and weapons, violence, injuries, not for the squeamish..., death

WC: 8396

Chapter 23

Chan pulled up to the house and everyone got out of the car. You were last to climb out, having been squished in the far back of the oversized suv. It wasn’t a long drive from the police station but you were tired. You hadn’t slept much, too worried about how the day would go.

“Why are we back at the house?” you question.

“Because we need to grab some things.” Chan said as they walked up the front steps. The brick was chipped and wobbly in spots but mostly intact. You held onto Jisung as you walked, trying not to be clumsy and fall.

Inside, all the guys went downstairs in a rush. They moved with purpose down the stairs, jumping at the end since the bottom four stairs were missing. You were following them and stopped at the last step. Just as you were about to jump…

“Whoa, careful. Just stay there. We will only be a few minutes.” Minho said.

You pout. The house gave you the creeps these days so you were not trying to be alone right now. You were afraid the floor would give out underneath you or someone else would be lurking around. Or the house would collapse on them (like it had done in several nightmares you had had lately).

Jeongin, noticing your pout and picking up on your anxiety, climbed back up on the steps. “I’ll stay with her.”

Minho nodded before joining the others. You couldn’t see what they were doing despite leaning down to see.

“Come on, we can go back upstairs.” Jeongin says, resting a hand on your arm.

You hesitate but move your feet to follow him. You make it upstairs and he pulls you into a hug. Rubbing your back, he slowly rocks the two of you. It was a moment before either of you spoke.

“You okay?” he whispers.

“Yeah…” you say into his chest.

He pulls back, looking at you with a disbelieving expression. “You sure?”

“The house just….” you shrug. “It makes me anxious.”

“Me too. It feels unstable… like the whole thing could just crumble any minute.” Jeongin looks around towards the roof. “Wanna wait outside?”

You nod eagerly and he smiles, leading you outside. The two of you sit in the grass next to the driveway. Leaning over, Jeongin kisses you. You smile and he kisses you again. You melt into the kiss, all your worries miraculously fading away. He pushes you down onto your back, hovering over you. He places his hips between your legs and you moan into his mouth. He chuckles, peppering your face with kisses. You giggle and he leans up.

“Feeling better?” 

Blushing, you pull him in for another kiss to answer his question.

He can’t help but grind his hips slightly, making you arch your back. The kiss was heated and passionate, the two of you lost in each other. You reached your hands up his shirt, caressing his skin. His hand slides down your side, smacking at your ass lightly.

You bite your lip, looking into his eyes.

“I didn’t think you would like it rough…” Jeongin nips at your neck.

“Something about the way you do it I guess…” you whisper with a smirk.

He kisses your neck, dangerously close to Minho’s mark. He feels the urge within him start to grow. There was a hard bulge in his pants pressing into your core and making you wetter by the minute. He wasn’t even in rut but he wanted to mark you. He wanted to make you his, as an alpha does - as Chan and Minho had. His teeth graze your skin and you moan, tilting your neck to give him better access.

It takes all his resolve to pull his lips from your neck, pecking your lips before hovering over you once more. God, he could take you right here, right now. If only you had the time…

“What’s wrong?” you ask, dazed from the scent of his arousal and the feeling of him between your legs.

“They will be coming out soon.” he pants.

“Right.” You say, remembering that you two weren’t alone. And that bigger things were happening right now.

The two of you sit up, Jeongin pulling a bit of grass from your hair. You move over to sit in his lap, leaning into his chest as you wait for the others to return. A few minutes later and the front door opens, the boys exiting. You stand, tensing as you see the weapons they held.

“You have guns?” How did you not know they had a whole arsenal somewhere in the basement?

“Yeah. We have a supply hidden away. Luckily it was untouched by the damage.” Chan answered, loading the bags of ammo into the trunk.

“Yeah. Could you imagine if the grenades had been hit?” Jisung muttered.

“The whole house would be ash.” Felix notes.

Your eyes went wide at the realization.

“Y/n? You okay?” Chan asks.

“I want one.” you blurt out, not entirely sure what came over you.

You hated guns, afraid to touch one. You had plenty of them held up to you, or aimed and shooting at you to want to handle one. So why do you find yourself wanting one to use against Reed?

“Babygirl…you don’t need one.” Chan says, caressing your cheek.

“If I’m to confront Reed, I need more than just my hands.” you argue.

That much was true. You hadn’t had enough training with Changbin to be a strong fighter - especially with an alpha.

“Hudson will be with you. And we won’t be far behind.” Chan kisses your head, going around the car. “Come on, we gotta get to the coffee shop.”

You pout as Changbin steps closer to you.

“Shhh” he says, secretly handing you two daggers. “Just in case.”

You smile and he winks. “Thank you.”

“Of course. I can’t have my girl defenseless.” Changbin pecks your temple before opening the car door for you.

You hid the daggers in your knee high boots and climbed in. The rest of the boys piled in as well and they headed to the rendezvous point.

The rendezvous point was two blocks down from the coffee shop you and Hudson were supposed to be meeting Reed at. Reed had texted early this morning, telling Hudson to meet him there. He told him to come alone and that he had people ready to kill should something happen to him. Hudson didn’t know who they were set to kill so he wasn’t going to take that chance. He did, however, figure your presence wouldn’t provoke him to act on his backup plan.

The police agreed to hang back, letting you go in with Hudson. Minho and Chan did insist that Changbin would be sent in with you as backup, should something pop off. He would sit away from you as a normal civilian but at least he was close.

You were sitting at a bistro table, sipping tea while Hudson sat on his phone and drank coffee. Changbin was two tables over, reading a self-help book as he subtly eyed their surroundings. 

Ten minutes. 

Then twenty minutes went by and Reed was still not here.

“He’s not gonna show. He knows-” Hudson spoke, exasperated.

“He will. Have patience.” You say.

Hudson leans back in his chair, sighing heavily.

“What are you even going to say to him when he shows up?”

“He just has to show up, then the cops get him. I don’t have to say anything.” Hudson whispers.

You glare.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” 

“Don’t let him take his phone.” one of the cops says into your earpiece.

“Leave your phone.” you say.

“Why?” he turns around, giving you a confused expression.

“So you’re not plotting behind our backs.” you cross your arms.

He rolls his eyes but places the phone on the table dramatically. He spins on his heel, walking off to the bathroom. You look around, sipping tea and scrolling on your own phone.

Two minutes pass.

The phone begins to buzz, vibrating on the table. You pop up, nearly spilling your cup on your shirt. You pick up the phone, seeing the caller ID. Reed.

“He’s calling…” you mumble so the cops on the other end of your wire hear you.

You swallow, hitting the answer button. You bring the phone to your ear, hesitating to speak.

“Hello, little sis.” Reed says.

Your eyes go wide, looking around in a panic. How did he know you were here?

“Calm down. I need you to do me a favor.”

“And why would I do anything for you?” You whisper, your words laced with hatred.

“Because your bodyguard is currently being transported to an undisclosed location.”

You whip your head around to where Changbin had been sitting. What? How? Where did he go?

“What do you want?” you ask through clenched teeth.

“That’s more like it..” you could hear the smirk on his face. “First…remove the wire you’re wearing. This conversation is just for us.”

You clench your jaw, looking around for anyone to help. Sighing, you place the phone down on the table and reach into your shirt to pull the cord out. You pulled all the pieces out, placing them in front of you.

“Y/n, what are you doing?!” Hudson asked, coming back to the table.

You shook your head, picking his phone back up.

“Good job. Now, tell Hudson that I will text him an address for him to take you two. If he disobeys me again, I’ll kill your precious soulmate. No cops. No other pack members - just you two.”

Tears welled in your eyes, fear coursing through you.

“Move now, before the cops reach you. There’s an old black mustang around the corner. Keys are in the center console.”

You look around trying to find him. Somehow he knew where Chan and the cops were hiding out. And by removing your earpiece, you knew they would come to your rescue. 

“Move.” he growls.

You stand quickly, hurrying Hudson with you. You go around the block before Hudson stops and demands to know what’s going on. Reed hangs up so you hand Hudson his phone.

“Find a black mustang and start driving north. Hurry” It’s all you tell him.

Hudson sighed, looking at the cars parked on the street. At the end of the block ahead was the car. He pointed and the two of you ran over to the car. Testing the doors, he finds them unlocked. He shakes his head as he gets in. You look around once more, coast clear, and climb in. Hudson drives the two of you towards the southbound freeway and, just before the freeway exit, he throws his phone out the window.

“Hey! How’s he going to text you the address of where we are to meet him?”

Hudson reaches into the glovebox and pulls out a disposable phone, handing it to you. You flip it open, reading the address texted by an unknown number. You put it in the navigation and he follows the GPS.

“Why didn’t he show up at the coffee shop?” Hudson asks you.

“He knew we involved the cops…and my pack. He took Changbin.” 

Hudson whips his head to you, studying you briefly before looking back to the road. Tears were pooling in your eyes as you watched the road but you blinked them away. You had to be strong right now…for your boys.

“How are the cops supposed to find us?”

“I still have my phone…he didn’t think of everything.” you smile.

Hudson smirked.

The drive took nearly an hour, the anxiety crippling. You were chewing your nails most of the drive, knowing the rest of your boys were probably so worried. You turned off your location for thirty minutes, slowing them down so Reed wouldn’t know they were following you. Your location was back on and you hoped they noticed. If they did, they should be on the way.

Hudson pulled up into a parking lot of a school. The parking lot was covered in cracks and weeds, the school looking forgotten. Half the windows were boarded and the doors had chains on them keeping them locked. A faded sign was missing a few letters but you could still tell what it was saying - Levanter Elementary School. Why did that sound familiar?

“Why here?” Hudson groaned.

“You’ve been here?”

“We all have. This was our first school.” Hudson says. “You don’t remember it?”

You think back to any memories you have of attending school, realizing you do. You see a specific day - sunny and warm as your parents dropped you off. Mom was pregnant at the time, due any day. You remember being so excited to have a sibling.

“Why would he send us here?” you question.

The burner phone chimed and Hudson read the text. 

“We have to head around back. There’s an open door back there.”

“I don’t like this. We should wait for the others.”

“We do and Changbin is dead. They aren’t supposed to come, remember?”

You groan. 

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath and roll your shoulders back. Confidently you sit up, opening the car door. Hudson gets out too, leading you around the building. Sure enough, there was a door propped open. It was getting dark outside and you didn’t like that. You tried to recall everything Changbin taught you about self defense, hoping it wouldn’t come to that.

Hudson steps in first, looking around the darkened, abandoned school and heading to the right. Hudson tried the light switches, knowing it was a long shot - they didn’t turn on as suspected. You stay close behind, afraid someone is going to pop out. You creep down the hall, inching forward into the darkness. 

BANG!

You jump, spinning around. Behind you the door you entered was now shut. You groan, gripping onto Hudson’s arm. 

“Guess we aren’t leaving that way.” Hudson deadpans.

“Pretty sure that was the only way.” you mutter.

“Come on.”

Hudson keeps walking, leading the two of you into a rotunda with a few different hallways. There was a staircase behind you and beyond that was a cafeteria. The other way had a library and a front office.

“Which way?” you whisper.

“Hello?!” He calls out and you flinch.

Nothing.

“Anyone here?” he calls out once more.

Chime.

Hudson read the text then pointed towards the stairs. “Upstairs.”

The two of you go to the second floor, going around the corner to an office room. You enter and look around at the scattered papers. It was just lesson plans and permission slips. The door shuts behind you, making you jump. The hairs on the back of your neck stood tall as you heard someone breathing.

“Finally…we are all together again.” It was Reed.

You turn slowly, his face causing anger to build up inside you.

“Y/n, good to see you. I do hate that it’s under these circumstances, though.”

“It’s your own doing.” you retort.

He smirks.

Your fingers twitch for the daggers in your boots at that fucking smug face. You want to end this here and now.

“Well, I have a plane ready to take us out of the country. We leave tonight.” Reed says matter of factly.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” you state.

“Then why are you here?” he tilts his head, an amused smile on his face.

“To kill you.” 

He laughs. A deep, hearty belly laugh - as if you couldn’t possibly be serious.

You reach for a dagger and pull it from your boot. He sees you and stops laughing, but his face is still amused.

“Go ahead and try.” Reed says, opening his arms.

You grip tightly on your dagger, studying him for a weak spot. You were about to lunge when you hear police sirens outside. Wow they got here fast. Reed turned to focus on the sirens and you took this opportunity to go for the kill, aiming for his ribs. He catches you by the arm, twisting it backwards so you inevitably drop the dagger. Damn.

“I thought I told you to lose the cops.” he says, closing in on your face as he kicks the dagger away.

“We did. We didn’t tell them we were coming here.” Hudson says. “Please, let her go. We did everything you asked.”

You groan at the pain radiating from your arm. Any more twist on it and something would break.

“If you had, the police wouldn’t be here. Go get rid of them.” Reed glares at him.

You move your free hand to punch him but he just grabs your fist and shakes his head. You bring your knee up, meeting his crotch with a harsh blow. He groans, his hold on you lessening. You take this chance to snatch your hands free and reach for your other dagger. You move your arm up but he catches. Fuck, he’s fast. 

You push with all your might against his strength. The dagger slowly lowers, grazing his leg and drawing blood. This pisses him off and he moves quickly, knocking your hand with his knee. The dagger skitters across the floor away from you and he throws you towards the floor.

“Go.” Reed demands.

“If they don’t see her with me, they won’t believe me.” Hudson complains.

“Then tell them I took her away in a car. Go.” Reed growled.

When Hudson doesn’t move, Reed pulls a gun from his waistband, removing the safety, and aiming it at Hudson. 

Hudson gave you one last sympathetic look before rushing out the room.

“This was your doing, wasn’t it?” Reed questions.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” you say.

He squats down, grabbing you by the neck. “Lie to me again and I’ll kill you.”

Your head was pounding from hitting the floor as Reed released you. Standing, he grabs a walkie and speaks in a language you don’t understand. You worry what he could have told his people. What if they were told to kill the boys as they entered?

  He then stands and walks to the oversized desk. He types on the keyboard and soon the screens turn on, illuminating the dim, windowless room. You move to crawl towards the door but he turns, aiming the gun at you.

“Don’t even think about it. I’m not against shooting you.”

You shrink back into yourself, hugging your knees to your chest. He turns back around and you can make out some of the screens, noticing it was a live feed of the school you were currently in.

“Check this out.” He says with a smirk.

You stand reluctantly. As you watch, you see Hudson get whacked over the head and fall to the ground. You wince, fear coursing through you as you realize you’re now alone. He could steal you away, or worse and no one would know.

“There they are.” He points to a top screen, showing figures entering the building. 

You counted at least ten and hoped some of them were your boys. Well, maybe you shouldn’t hope that. It would be better if they weren’t here in case Reed decided to blow anything else up.

“Since they decided to show up, I guess I can just kill them now.” Reed smiles and cocks his gun, checking the chamber before moving across the room.

“Don’t you dare.” You say, reaching for him to stop him from leaving.

He whips around, knocking you in the head with the barrel of the gun. It knocks you back and you fall to the floor. He groans, rolling his shoulders and tilting his head to each side, cracking his neck. Then he leaves the room and heads downstairs.

You rush over, hearing a click as you reach the door. You pull on it and it doesn’t budge - it was locked. You look at the cameras, catching a few other metal doors sliding into place. Coming closer, you realize the school was going into some kind of lockdown mode. 

What kind of school has a lockdown mode this severe? You thought.

You bang on the door a few times before pulling out your phone. You hit the call button, attempting to call Chan. There’s a beep and you look at the screen: Call Failed. You sigh, sliding down the wall and sobbing.

“Hyunjin and Seungmin, head upstairs and see if you can find them. Jeongin and Jisung, you two hit the basement. Felix, Minho and I will take this level.” Chan whispers, moving forward down the hall. 

The police were ahead of them, making sure they were clear to move on. Each of the members had a weapon ready in hand as they creeped through the school. The evening sun was setting, making the school grow darker by the minute. The police gesture for them to stop, two of them bending down to check the pulse on the body in front of them.

“He’s alive.” they whisper, pulling him off into an alcove of the hall.

“That’s Hudson.” Hyunjin notices.

“Where the hell is y/n then?” Minho eyebrows furrow in frustration and worry.

The boys shake Hudson awake when suddenly shots are fired. They all hunch down, hiding behind a wall. The police take cover, exchanging bullets with Reed’s men. Minho shakes Hudson impatiently, urging him to wake up. Finally, he begins to stir, blinking up at them.

“What happened?” he groans.

“Where’s y/n?” Chan asks during a pause in gunfire.

“Upstairs. Security office.” Hudson rasps as he closes his eyes.

“I’ll go get her.” Seungmin offers.

“Where’s Changbin?” Chan asks.

“I don’t know. We were looking...” Hudson winces, bringing a hand to his head as he sits up. “But Reed found us first…”

“I’ll stay with this idiot. Make sure he doesn’t pull anything.” Minho rolls his eyes.

Chan nods. 

They break off in their pairings, continuing down the hall. The police had moved farther in, a few of them dead on the floor as the boys passed by. As the police continue down the halls, the boys pause behind a wall. With no one in sight, Seungmin heads for the stairs, followed by Jisung and Jeongin.

As they ran, shots started firing. Flinching, they hurried to the stairs as the remaining boys fired back. Jeongin and Jisung hurried down the stairs, drawing their weapons as they reached the bottom. Seungmin slowly went up the stairs, catching sight of the two men shooting over the balcony. Quickly, he draws his weapon, aiming and shooting. He manages to take them both down, then continues up the last few steps.

He proceeds further down the hall, searching for the security office as the boys below move forward. He comes to three hallways and goes with the middle one. Upon entering the hall, he notices a sign on the wall reading Security Office. He reaches for the door and pulls but it doesn’t open. He groans, punching the door. It was an industrial looking door and he knew it was probably part of the lockdown that partitioned some of the school.

He notices a keypad and wonders if there was a way to override it.

Where’s Jisung when I need him? He thought.

Looking back at the men bleeding out on the floor, he hurries over to them. He searches both their bodies, finding a keycard on the second one. It’s worth a shot so he snatches it off the body and rushes back over, swiping the keycard on the keypad. 

With a double beep, a light blinks green and the door opens. Seungmin smiles and opens the door cautiously. He draws his weapon immediately, only to holster it when he finds you on the floor. His heart drops.

“Y/n?” Seungmin says, coming into the room.

The door closes behind him.

Blinking to clear your vision, you sit up. “Minnie?”

“Hey baby. It’s me.” He says.

He pulls you up from the floor and hugs you tightly. You wince at the pain in your head and Seungmin looks it over, judging the severity. You were definitely concussed for one.

“Is everyone else here? How did you get in here?” you ask, looking around. How long have you been out?

“Everyone’s here. Let’s get out of here.” 

Seungmin then noticed the computer screens, walking over to take them all in.

“What?” you ask, standing next to him.

“Trying to find the best exit.” He studies the screens before pointing. “There. We can get out that way.”

“She’s mine. Not yours to take.” Reed interrupts, coming back into the room.

Spinning around, Seungmin reaches for his gun and lifts it. Reed is too quick and knocks it from his hand before he can shoot. Then Reed throws a few punches, landing one to Seungmin’s jaw and another to his ribs. Seungmin landed one to Reed’s face before he was knocked out by the butt of Reed’s glock.

“Seungmin!” you scream, hurrying over to where he fell.

Tears fell from your eyes as you caressed his face. Fury was coursing through you. How dare he do this…

You turn, standing quickly and punching him in the face. It hurt your hand more than it hurt him, his face unmoving as the pain shot through your hand. You clenched your jaw, breathing through the throbbing.

“Don’t piss me off.”

“Fuck you!” You spit at his shoes and he glares.

Pushing you aside, he moves towards the screens pressing a button and speaking into a microphone. 

“Oh Christopher,” he taunts Chan. 

You notice the other boys stopped walking and looked around. You could hear Reed’s voice echo from the intercoms in the halls as he spoke.

“I have three of your people now. I wonder if I’ll be able to collect them all before the night ends? What do you think?” Reed chuckles. “Or…if you want your precious omega back unharmed…meet me in the cafeteria.”

He turns back to you as you shake with anger and hatred.

“You so much as touch him and I swear by the gods I’ll-” you grit through clenched teeth.

“You’ll what?” He cuts you off. “Do you forget how small and fragile you are? I could snap you like a twig if I wanted to.” 

He was in your face, his hot breath felt on your forehead as you glared up at him.

“Exactly. Enjoy the show, sis. You have the front row.” He says, gesturing to the screens.

He turns on his heel and slips out the door. You rush over, hearing the same click as before. You groan, turning back to Seungmin. You go and sit beside him, placing his head in your lap. Looking up to the screens, you notice your pack has split up into groups, now divided by the lockdown. In one screen, you notice four men sneak up on two of your soulmates, beating them as a fight breaks out. You groan, running your fingers through your hair - you couldn’t bear to watch. How the hell were you going to get out of here?

You notice a broken wire hanging down from the table. Following it, you realize it was connected to the mic. How? When was it even severed?

Tears pooled in your eyes as you caressed Seungmin’s peaceful face, a few falling into his hair.

“Please wake up soon.” you whisper.

Chan and Felix were making their way down a hall and locating the cafeteria. When they finally find it, they hide out in a room across the hall. 

“Okay, what’s the plan?” Felix asks.

“We have to be smart. I know he’s baiting me.”

“You don’t think she’s in there?”

“No way. She’s probably where Hudson said she was. Or he’s moved her.”

“He already has three of our people.” Felix chews on his lower lip.

“I know. We need to locate them. But right now, we go to the cafeteria and confront him. Give him five minutes and then duck out. If I tell you to run, you run. No matter what. Understood?”

Felix nods, a pout to his lips.

They cross the hall, entering the cafeteria. At the other end, they see a man tied up to a chair, head hanging.

“Is that Binnie?” Felix whispers.

“I think so. Approach slowly.” Chan guides.

The two of them walk forward, slowly and cautiously between the tables. Their guns were drawn, scanning the open space for any movement. Once close enough, he finally lifts his head and looks to them. The boys exhale in relief seeing Changbin and move a bit faster as he groans impatiently through the fabric gag tied onto him.

Felix pulls it down as Chan cuts the ropes.

“You okay?” Felix asks.

Changbin nods. “Y/n?”

“She’s here somewhere. We haven’t found her.” Chan informs.

“He also has Seungmin who went to find her.” Felix adds.

Changbin stands, stretching his arms out and rubbing his wrists.

Behind them, a door creaks open. They all turn to see two shadows approaching from the far east corner. The sound of gunfire echoes in the room and they all drop down. Changbin and Chan flip one of the tables, hiding behind it. They grab their guns, Felix handing his extra to Changbin. 

They lean up, shooting towards the men who have also taken cover behind a table. Chan clenches his jaw. He knew you weren’t going to be in here, but he should have figured Reed would be too cowardice to show his face.

“We gotta get out of here.” Felix whispers.

“We won’t make it to the exit.” Changbin shakes his head.

Chan leans over and shoots more at the men. He manages a shot to the head and one of the men goes down. “Got one.”

Felix leans up, shooting at the man who runs across the cafeteria to hide behind a wall closer to them. He misses, ducking back down.

More shots ring out around them as the man shoots. 

“Ahh.” Felix’s eyes go wide as he clutches his shoulder.

Blood begins to seep through his shirt, dripping down his hand as his eyes go wide. Another spot in his shirt forms at his waist. He looks up at them and Changbin drags him back by his legs so he is away from the edge of the table.

The shooter had better access from his new angle and Felix had been in his line of fire. Chan stands up, shooting towards the wall with a vengeance. He hears a grunt and sees the man fall forward. He shoots a few more shots, blood pouring from the shooter’s body.

“He’s down.” Chan announces. “We’re clear.”

Changbin is applying pressure to Felix’s wounds as he leans against the table. 

“Two shots. I don’t see exit wounds.” Changbin clenches his jaw.

Felix pants, wincing. “I th-think…the b-bullets are s-silver…” Felix manages, squinting his eyes. 

“You sure?”

“Feels…like it.” Felix grimaces.

Changbin and Chan exchange glances.

“We need to get them out.” Chan says. 

“We n-need to find th-the others. W-we don’t have t-time.” Felix manages to argue.

More gunfire rings out and they duck behind the table. A stray bullet manages to penetrate the table, flying through it and going into Changbin’s side. He grunts in pain, catching himself from falling over. He grabs his side, looking down.

“Dammit. This table isn’t going to last much longer.” Chan says, leaning up to shoot at the shooter.

As the shooter ducks behind a table, Chan notices Hyunjin coming into the cafeteria. He draws his gun and shoots at the unsuspecting man. 

“He’s down.” Hyunjin calls out.

“Thanks. Get over here.” Chan says.

Hyunjin comes over, gasping at the two bleeding out. “What the hell?”

“Silver bullets. We need to get them out.”

“What happened to you?” Changbin asks Hyunjin.

Hyunjin had a busted lip and the makings of a black eye, his knuckles also roughed up.

“Little boxing match. What about you?” he said nonchalantly.

“Just took a bullet.” Changbin shrugged, wincing.

“Go find y/n.” Felix insists.

“These tables aren’t going to block.” Chan said, ignoring Felix. “We need to move them somewhere safer to remove the bullets.”

“I’m alright. I can go find y/n.” Changbin says, standing and grabbing at his side.

The blood dripping across his fingers did not go unnoticed.

“You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to send you looking for her.” Chan says.

“Come here.” Hyunjin wraps one of Changbin’s arms around his shoulders, taking some of his weight so they can move. 

Chan scoops Felix up even though he was trying to stand. They hurry out of the cafeteria, Hyunjin’s gun drawn. He aims it straight ahead as he walks, eyeing the hallways for any of Reed’s men. They make their way through the hallway and find an empty classroom. They bring the boys in there, Chan laying Felix on a table.

Felix moves to sit up, but Chan lowers him.

“You need to get these out.” Chan insists. “Hyunjin, tend to them. I’m going to go find this son of a bitch.”

“On your own?” Hyunjin questions. 

“I need you to help them. I’ll handle Reed.” 

With that, Chan leaves the classroom and Hyunjin barricades the door. Changbin insists Hyunjin tended to Felix first, attempting to help remove the bullets despite his condition.

In the basement, Jeongin and Jisung had gone through all the rooms and found it to be empty. There was no one even down here.

“Welp, no one is tied up down here.” Jisung announces obviously.

“No and it gives me the creeps. Can we go back up now?” Jeongin pleads.

“I guess. Let’s go join all the commotion.” Jisung says with a sigh.

They ascended the stairs, weapons drawn and moving with caution. So far, the coast was clear. Moving past the opening of the cafeteria, Jeongin grabs Jisung’s arm.

“What?” he whispers.

“There’s two bodies in here.”

Jisung swallows, praying they aren’t any of the boys. 

They walk in, Jisung checking one while Jeongin checks the other.

“We’re good.” Jisung calls from one body.

Jeongin relaxes his shoulders and shakes his head, confirming the second body was also not one of their mates. They leave the cafeteria and walk down the hallway. It was quiet but they heard chatter and groaning coming from one of the rooms. They look at each other, listening in on the conversation.

“Is that Changbin?” Jeongin whisper-yells. 

Jisung goes to the door and tries to open it. He knocks, making the boys inside jump.

“It’s Jisung,” he calls out.

Jisung listened and heard the grunt and scrapes of furniture moving. Then the door opened a crack before Hyunjin pulled it all the way. Jisung noticed the blood on his gloved hands as he entered.

“Oh my god….what happened?” he asked, only to see Felix lying on the table.

Changbin was hunched over him, his skin pale and covered in sweat.

“Silver bullets. We are trying to remove them.” Hyunjin says, hurrying back over to Felix.

Felix’s eyes were starting to glaze over, his skin pale as well.

“Hold him down, he’s squirming too much and I can’t get a grip.” Hyunjin said.

Jeongin moved over to hold Felix down. 

“I’ll help Changbin.” Jisung said, grabbing the box of gloves Hyunjin had found in a closet and putting them on.

Hyunjin stuck his fingers back into Felix’s wound, reaching for the bullet. Felix whined, squirming in pain. Jeongin held him still as best he could, Hyunjin apologizing as he finally grabbed onto the bullet.

Changbin laid down on the table, breathing heavily. Jisung attempted to reach into the wound and extract the bullet, but Changbin groaned loudly and squirmed. Jisung winced, not wanting to hurt him further. Sighing, he climbed onto the table, laying on Changbin in efforts to keep him still. He placed his hands inside once more, feeling for the bullet.

After hearing the taunt from Reed on the intercom, Minho snatched Hudson up.

“Dammit. Take me to the Security office.” 

“If he’s on the intercom, he’s in the office.” Hudson said.

“Perfect. I can kill him.” Minho pushes him forward. “Move.”

They began walking down the hall, Minho’s gun drawn as he used Hudson for a shield. They make it to the end of the hall and Minho looks around the corner in both directions as he holds Hudson close. The coast was clear so Minho pushed him on.

“I didn’t mean for your house to blow up.” Hudson whispers.

“Shut it.” Minho growls.

“I knew he had something planned…I just didn’t know it would have been that bad. I should have said something.” Hudson continued as they began walking upstairs.

“Well like that night, keep your mouth shut.” Minho grits through his teeth.

“I just want me and y/n to be a family. I never wanted her to get hurt.”

At the landing halfway up the staircase, Minho snatches Hudson around and puts his gun to the beta’s head.

“Do you think I honestly give a damn what you want? You crossed us and put her in harm’s way.” Minho’s voice is laced with venom. “It’s taking everything in me not to put a bullet through your skull.”

He pushes the gun harder to Hudson’s hair, making him whimper.

“Show me where the office is.” Minho demands, turning Hudson back around.

Hudson moved forward without another word. They walked across the balcony area, stepping over the two dead bodies and going to the middle hallway. Hudson gestured to the door on the right and Minho pushed him aside. He pulled on the door but it didn’t open.

“How do I open it?”

“I don’t know. I’m not part of his inside crew anymore.” Hudson shrugged.

Minho huffed, looking around. He saw a fire extinguisher on the wall and went over to it. He broke open the glass and pulled it out, gunfire echoing in the distance. He came over and knocked the keypad off the wall, wires crackling as the electricity still flowed.

He pulled on the door and it groaned. 

“Get over here and help me.” Minho demanded.

The two of them pulled, the door starting to give way. Some security this door truly was…

After several minutes of pulling on the door, it finally gives and swings open. You nearly fall forward, having been pushing from your end.

“Y/n? You okay?” Minho said, rushing over and pulling you into a hug. “Oh, Kitten.”

Your body ached a bit and your head was still pounding but you nod. “Seungmin was knocked out with his gun.”

You step to the side and Minho comes in. 

“Where’s Reed?”

“He left a few minutes ago. Right after his announcement.” you say.

Minho notices the screens and looks to see a shootout going on in the cafeteria - that explains the gunfire. He also catches the two in the basement, but no sign of Reed. 

Where the hell is that bastard? Minho thought.

“There!” you say, pointing to a camera of what looks like an auditorium. There was a stage and foldable chairs in the room, Reed pacing the stage.

“Great. We find the others and go there.” Minho lifts Seungmin up and carries him out.

The four of you descend the stairs, checking each way before heading down the main hallway, past the cafeteria and to the end. As they approach the intersection of two more hallways and an exit door, they hear footsteps. They slow down, Minho places Seungmin on the floor and draws his gun. He holds it out and peeks around the corner. His shoulders drop and he releases the breath he was holding.

“Don’t shoot.” he says, stepping around the corner.

Chan flinches but lowers his gun. “Don’t scare me like that.”

“Sorry.” 

“This place gives me the creeps.” Chan complained.

You came around the corner fast, jumping into Chan’s arms.

“Babygirl…fuck I was so worried.” Chan squeezed you tightly, breathing in your scent.

“I’m okay.” You say, caressing his face.

He gives you a quick peck before releasing his hold.

“Reed is in the auditorium. I think it’s out those doors. We need to get the others.” Minho informed.

“How’d you find him?”

“Security office had cameras.”

Chan nods. “Hyunjin’s in the room with Changbin and Felix…the two of them are shot.” 

“What?!” you exclaim.

“Silver bullets.” Chan’s jaw clenches.

“Where?” Minho asks.

“In a classroom back down that hall.” Chan points to the hall behind them.

“I swear I’m gonna kill him.” Minho seethes, walking ahead to the exit door.

“Minho…” you say but he’s not hearing it.

He pushes the door but it clanks with the chain around the handles, locking them in. Minho doesn’t let it stop him. He elbows the glass window on the top half of the door and it shatters. Then he removes his jacket and removes all the glass edges before placing it on the bottom part of the window and climbing through.

“Minho, wait!” you call after him.

He doesn’t stop, so you race after him.

“Y/N!” Chan calls after you, grabbing your arm.

“He’s going to get himself killed. Hurry go get the others.” You say, pulling your arm free and hurrying over to the door. 

You climb through the window gracefully, landing with a somersault. Chan groans, picking up Seungmin and running down the hall to see if Hyunjin is finished. To his pleasant surprise, he finds the bullets removed and Jisung and Jeongin. Seungmin finally wakes when Jisung splashes water on his face.

Hudson watched Chan run back down the hall, but turned back to see you running after Minho. You were going to need his help more so he followed after you, clumsily making it through the window with a scratch.

Inside the auditorium, Reed was still pacing on the stage. There were some tables behind him, one with a black duffle bag on it while the others had dusty boxes and props. Minho found his way backstage and quietly snuck forward, only revealing himself at the last minute.

“You fucking bastard.” Minho growls, coming from behind the curtain.

He shot at him twice, Reed dodging the bullets and only coming out with a graze on his arm. Minho was out with no more magazines to reload. He threw his gun to the side and marched up to Reed. He landed a punch to Reed’s face, making him stumble. Minho kept coming at him, punching him. Reed punched back, the two of them knocking each other down and rolling around on the stage in a fight for dominance.

You come bursting into the audience section, seeing them on the stage.

“Stop! Minho!” you cry out but he doesn’t hear you.

You run down the aisle, hopping up the three feet onto the stage and coming over. You grab onto Minho’s arm, trying to pull him off while dodging the blows he was giving Reed. Reed managed to flip him over and was throwing punches, only landing a fraction of them. 

You push at him with everything in you and you manage to make him stumble. Minho takes advantage, kicking him off and scrambling to his own feet. You just need to stall long enough for the others to show up. 

“Minho, stop!” you say, pulling at his arm.

He doesn’t even acknowledge you, eyes glaring red.

You move to step between them, arms outstretched, a palm on Minho’s chest. Reed stood, wiping the blood from his mouth and eyebrow. Minho spit some blood to the side, murder in his eyes.

“Minho, stop.” you say, looking at him.

He meets your eyes briefly before the sound of a door closing in the audience makes you all look. Before you could realize who it was, Reed snatched you by arm and pulled you into his chest. You grunt and Minho takes a step toward you, stopping when the barrel of a revolver hits your temple.

You shake, eyes closing as you breathe rapidly.

“Make another move and I’ll splatter her brain all over this stage.”

“You won’t.” Minho states.

“No? I have three bullets out of eight slots so her chances aren’t very high.”

Minho clenches his teeth.

Click.

You gasp, body tensing. A blank. It was blank. Wait…he actually pulled the trigger on you. You exhale with a shaky breath, sweat beading on your forehead.

“Or maybe I should just shoot you and escape while I can.” Reed says, aiming the gun at Minho.

“No!” you rasp.

“Shut up, bitch.” he jerks your body, pressing the barrel back to your head.

You squeeze your eyes shut again and he aims at Minho. “Think you will get as lucky as she does?”

Minho doesn’t move, staring him down.

Bang.

You gasp, the sound of the shot ringing in your ears as you shake. 

It wasn’t a blank. He shot at Minho and it wasn’t a blank. Your mind races in panic.

You couldn’t bring yourself to open your eyes - You couldn’t see him shot. Your heart ached in your chest and you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

Reed sighed. “Hudson, Hudson, Hudson…I should have left you to that fragile little couple and let you live your days as a goat farmer. Think of all the pennies you could have made.”

Confused, you will yourself to open your eyes. Minho and Hudson were on the floor, no blood in sight. You pant, realizing Hudson must have knocked him out of the way. 

“Better than being your brother.” Hudson said, standing. 

“Think you can beat the odds twice?” Reed aims his gun at Hudson.

Minho stands, dusting himself off.

“Let her go.” It was Chan.

You turn to see everyone coming into the auditorium. Changbin and Felix were walking slowly, Felix being supported by Jisung.

“You won’t make it out of this alive. All your men are dead.” Chan continued.

Reed places the gun to your head. “Take another step and we can test her odds again.”

They all stop. Changbin keeps his arm raised, aiming at Reed.

“You shoot her, I shoot you.” Changbin states, standing as firmly as he can. 

“You don’t look so good, maybe you should lay down.” Reed says.

“I’m well enough to kill you.” 

Hudson steps forward, Reed aiming the gun at him. 

“I don’t have a clear shot.” Changbin whispers to Chan.

“Shoot me.” Chan says to Reed.

“No!” you squirm.

“Shut up.” Reed presses the gun to your head.

“I know you want to. Or we can settle this like alphas.” Chan offered.

“No. I’m good.” Reed smiled.

With the gun aimed at Chan, Reed pulled the trigger.

Click.

Changbin shoots in retaliation, the bullet whooshing past Reed’s ear.

Reed laughs. “I’m enjoying this little game.”

The barrel of the gun is back at your temple and you shake, sweat and tears dripping down your face. 

“Reed, don’t.” Hudson pleaded.

Reed looked at Hudson, squinting his eyes.

Click.

You gasp, trembling in his hold.

Chan’s mouth parted as he sucked in air. The tease was too much and they needed an advantage…fast. He was too trigger happy for their sanity and they needed to separate the two of you.

“Reed..let her go and I’ll let you walk out of here. All the cops we came with were killed by your men. You can still escape.”

“You think I’m going to go through all this and not take my sister with me?”

“It’s your best option. Escape or death.”

“You let us walk out of here, and I’ll let you all have regular phone calls to keep in touch.”

“No deal.” Chan purses his lips.

“I tried.” Reed says, aiming the gun at Chan once more.

Bang, Bang.

You gasp, squirming in his grip as Chan stumbles backwards. Chan falls to the floor, blood pooling around him.

“No!” you say, bucking and thrashing in his hold.

“Let’s go.” he whispers in your ear, guiding you backwards while everyone focuses on Chan.

Jeongin notices and draws his weapon, aiming for Reed. Reed tosses his gun aside and shields himself behind you. He was bigger than you but no kill shot could be made with you in front of him without risking you getting hit. But Reed underestimated the maknae.

Jeongin kept a steady arm, eyeing Reed carefully.

“Don’t hit your precious soulmate.” Reed taunts.

Bang.

You yelp, jumping. 

The hold around you loosened as Reed stumbled backwards. He looks stunned, his shoulder aching. You scramble from his hold, turning to see him look down at his hand. His shoulder was hit - mere millimeters from where your own was.

“Cobalt bullet. We learned a few things thanks to your mismanagement.” Jeongin said, climbing onto the stage.

He handed you the gun. “Wanna do the honors?”

“That’s not me.” you shake your head. 

Now that the opportunity was there for you to take, you weren’t going to become that person, no matter what you had been through. Killing was not your thing - you had been close to it enough for a lifetime.

Hudson steps forward. “May I?”

“That was my only cobalt. The rest are silver.” Jeongin says, offering him the gun.

Hudson moves closer to Reed, kicking him to knock him over. You walk over to check on Chan, not wanting to witness this.

“This is for our parents and Aiden.” you hear Hudson say before pulling the trigger.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Reed’s body goes lax, expelling his last breath as his head falls to the side and blood drips from the hole between his eyes.

Felix is applying pressure to Chan’s wound when you come over. 

“Is he okay?” you ask.

“Bullets were through and through. He just needs some antibodies to fight the silver. He’ll be fine.” Felix informed. “Doctor Quinn is on her way.”

“What about you?” you look between Felix and Changbin.

“I’ll need more antibodies, but I should be fine. Changbin too.” Felix smiles.

You kiss his cheek, leaning over and kissing Chan as well.

Sirens rang out in the distance and you knew the police backup was finally arriving. They would clean up the bodies and close the case finally. Doctor Quinn would fix everyone up, and you all could go home. No more running and hiding. And certainly no more murderous alphas trying to keep you from your pack.

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