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sorry if this comes off as “erm actually ☝️🤓” but usually hybrid!aus are when [character] is a hybrid with an animal not a monster/fictional being. like usually i see (for skz specifically) wolf!chan and bunny!minho and so on not as much vamp/wherewolf but you do you! i love a good vamp/wherewolf au as well lol

Thank you so much for the information, I appreciate it so much! Please don't apologize, you're my saving grace here!!

I'll do my best to write a story worthy of hybrid!chan 😭

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idk if you take requests but... hybridbangchan is talking to me these days

I can't think of any more hybrids, so let me know if there are any popular tropes!

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hihiii your fics are actually amazing 😭 idk if ur still actively doing any but can u pls do a skz imagine when they're in the middle of getting down and dirty with the reader & the reader suddenly tells them that it hurts

Definitely did not see this a whole 4 months later- But here you go!

Stray Kids Imagine (MDNI) Member will not be named (up to the reader's imagination); member will be referred to by "he" or "him".

Warnings: fem!reader, skz!bf, degrading, rough, oral (fem!receiving), fluff

Asks are open!! I'm back online :)

Word Count: 1973

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"Babe."

You hadn't been paying attention, not really. It wasn't your fault, bundled up in his hoodie, crocheting while watching complications of your boyfriend on stage.

"Hey," you whisper, smiling softly, a yawn escaping your lips. He smiled back at you, moving closer to gently grab your yarn, putting it aside.

"Y/n," he says quietly, suddenly looking serious. "I've been thinking, you know. About us. I just... I wanted to know if you were saving yourself. For marriage, or-"

He breaks off, cheeks reddening in embarrassment as your own tinged pink with surprise. Giggling softly, you shake your head. "Oh, no, no. I just... I wasn't sure... I mean, I've never done anything before, so... you know."

He just nods, his eyes thoughtful before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I know, baby. I love you, yeah? I won't do anything you don't want to do."

And he kept his promise. Just like he always did. That night was your first time, losing your virginity to the man you loved most. Stretching our your walls, legs wrapping around his torso desperately as soft cries spilled from your lips.

You were... exquisite. Someone he loved more than life itself.

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And then came the trip. You had told yourself you would be fine. It was just a week, for some promotion or something. A few days to relax in the city, attend the event, and come back. He had promised to text and call you, to send pictures of everything he knew you would love. To buy and shower you with gifts.

He had done just that, spending hours on the phone with you, even if it was in the middle of the night for him. It didn't matter as long as it was with you.

Everything with him was great. To put it bluntly, nevertheless embarrassing... the sex was great. Fuck. His fingers, the way they easily curled deep into you, the way his teeth would nip at your skin. It wasn't hard to feel that familiar ache in your core, that familiar wetness pooling in your panties.

To him, you were the embodiment of purity. Innocence.

And tonight... It was the night before he would come back. Still quite early at 9:00PM. You had retired to bed early, ready to wake up at the first light of dawn and greet him at the door. After all, you were sure fans would be mobbing the airport.

But as you sniffled, your body trembling with a sudden- sudden need, you couldn't stop yourself. The pillow you were hugging shifted between your legs, your hips moving softly as your teeth tugged at your lower lip.

You whimper, gasping at the thrill of pleasure that runs through you, when-

"SURPRISE!"

You gasp, eyes flying open and fixing on the door. He was back early. As your eyes caught his, his own darkened, a mixture of emotions suddenly flashing through his face.

He immediately strided over, grabbing the pillow and tossing to the floor as he snarled softly. "Y/n. What the fuck are you doing?"

Your lips tremble at his words, eyes wide. "I was- I missed- I just-"

He doesn't let you continue, though, his words sharp as he snaps. "Fuck, Y/n. I'm supposed to be the one who gives you pleasure, babe. You can't- You don't get to touch yourself like this, Y/n. You don't get to seek out pleasure without me. I'm the only one who gets to see you like this, the only one who gets to make you feel like this. Do you understand me?"

You only nod meekly, but he's not done. Far from it. "I came home early to surprise you. To worship you, to love you, to fucking devour you. And instead, I find you here, touching what's MINE. Touching yourself like some cheap little slut."

As you swallow back a cry, his eyes narrow, his tone deadly soft. "I should punish you for this. I should put you over my knee and spank you until you can't sit right for a week."

He had never been rough like this before. Never even hoped to suggest it. But now? He was too far in. His hands find your shorts, pulling them off before tearing apart your panties, your core slick and sheened with the need to be pleasured.

He grabs you, bending you over his knee, his own cock throbbing in his jeans."Fuck, look at you," he snarled, his voice rough with a mixture of anger and lust. "So fucking wet, so desperate for it. You really are just a needy little slut, aren't you?"

You cry out as he smacks you, tears blurring your vision as his words wash over you. A mixture of shame and need. Slap after slap, your bottom growing redder with each second.

"Count them," he commanded, his voice harsh and demanding. "Count each one, like the good little slut you are. Let me know how many times you need to be punished for touching what's mine."

His hand came down again, and he growled out the words, his voice dripping with a dark, twisted lust.

"This is what you get for being a greedy, disobedient little whore. This is what happens when you try to take your pleasure without me."

"Please, s-stop," you cry out, your eyes blurred. But he doesn't, continuing his relentless assault before turning you onto the bed.

As your back presses against the cool sheets, he spreads your thighs, pushing your legs up to reveal your core, open and pulsing, waiting for him.

"Fuck, look at this greedy cunt," he snarled, his voice rough and ragged with lust. "So fucking wet and ready. You really are just a set of holes for me to use as I please."

He buried his face between your legs before you could respond, his mouth latching onto your sex like a man starved. He sucked and licked and devoured you with a ferocity that stole your breath, his tongue delving deep into your folds to taste your essence.

He fucked you with his tongue, plunging it in and out of your clenching channel as he sucked hard on your clit, growling against your sensitive flesh. His hands gripped your thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he held you open, keeping you spread wide and exposed for his oral assault.

As he pleasured you, he ground his denim-clad erection against the bed, the hard ridge of his cock throbbing and twitching with each desperate buck of his hips. It was clear how turned on he was, how much punishing and dominating you aroused him.

Your hands curled in his hair, trying to tug him off as you cried. He only growled, nipping at your inner thigh hard before continuing to eat you out. But when you tug again, he snaps.

"BAD GIRL!" he roared, his eyes blazing with anger. "Did I say you could stop? Did I say you could pull me away?"

He released one of your wrists to grip your jaw, his fingers digging into your cheek hard enough to bruise. He forced your head to the side, exposing the vulnerable column of your throat, attacking it with sharp, stinging bites.

"You don't get to tell me no," he growled against your skin, his voice rough and menacing. "You don't get to pull me away when I'm punishing you. I decide when this is over, not you."

To emphasize his point, he bit down hard on the junction of your neck and shoulder, sucking a dark bruise into your skin. His other hand slid down your body, grip your hip hard enough to leave finger-shaped marks.

"This is your punishment," he said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "This is what you get for being a disobedient little slut. You're going to take it, every last second of it, until I'm satisfied."

He frees his length, cock springing as his pants lay on the ground. As he pushes into you, you whimper. "H-Hurts- [H/n], it h-hurts-"

Sobs tear from your throat, growing louder with each passing second. Tears spilling down your face. For the first time, you felt the need to use it. "R-Red, [H/n], red- red! Red!"

He pulls away immediately, eyes wide. "Baby, Y/n- What-"

As you cry, body curling in on yourself, he feels his heart sink. Of course. Of course you scared her, you fucking- bastard. She's barely had an experience and here you are calling her a slut.

He stays quiet for a moment before speaking. "Can I hold you, baby? It's okay if you don't-"

His voice cracks slightly, the pain of the guilt weighing on his heart heavily. When you nod, sniffling, back to him, he gently wraps his own body around you, holding you loosely so you didn't feel suffocated. "I'm so sorry, Y/n. Okay? I need you to know that. I did NOT mean to hurt you in any way with my body or my words."

He holds you, letting you turn to him as you cry into his chest. "H-Hurts," you manage to repeat.

"I know, baby. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry, Y/n. Tell me where it hurts? Please? Let me fix it. Let me make it better," he whispers.

His heart sinks further as you point to your chest. Your heart. The marks he had left, down there. He kisses each of those places, ready to pull away if you needed him to.

As your trembling body slowly stops quivering, he gently rolls you on your back. "Is this okay, baby?"

You nod, your eyes wide. "Just wanted you to be g-gentle. Just-"

As your breath hitches, breaking off slightly, he presses a kiss to your lips. "Shh, baby. I'll be slow, yeah? So slow. And you tell me if you need me to stop. Tell me to stop, and I'll stop immediately."

And with that, he enters you again. Slowly. Inch by inch. Waiting for you to nod, to say yes. To tell him you wanted him to continue. As his hips rocked slowly, thrusting in deep and pulling out all the way before burying himself there again.

He talks you through it, his voice rough with emotion. "Fuck, Y/n. You're beautiful, yeah? You feel so amazing, you feel like- like- fuck. Feel it, baby? Feel the way I'm burying myself in you, yeah? Feel the way your walls are clenching me, hm? So tight. So perfect, babe. Like you were fucking made for me."

With each word, you only let out louder cries. Louder moans. Climbing closer and closer to the edge. Encouraged, his hand delves down between your legs, thumb rubbing your clit furiously.

"Come for me, Y/n," he breathes, words raspy in his throat. "Fuck, Y/n-"

You come. Hard.

He continues to fuck himself deep into you, chasing his own release as he cries out. "Fuck- Y/n- Good girl- Shit-"

You squirt at his words. And he comes right there.

Without another word, he collapses besides you, gathering you in his arms. He lets you catch your breath, his own chest heaving. And when your legs stop trembling, he scoops you into his arms, bringing you into the bathroom.

He cleans you up that night, his touch gentle. Towels soft as he dries you off, dressing you in his clothes. "Get some rest, baby. I'll be here as you fall asleep, and I'll be here when you wake up, yeah?"

"I love you," you mumble sleepily, eyes drooping from exhaustion.

He chuckles, kissing you gently. "I love you, Y/n."

"Mm," you whisper. "And maybe we'll try out those other kinks of yours."

He gasps softly, eyes wide as you finally succumb to sleep. Well, fuck me, Y/n.

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A/n: So sorry it took SO, SO long for me to do this ask, thank you for your patience :D <33

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Bang Chan - Pajamas

SKZ Bang Chan x Female 9th Member Reader

a/n: inspired by SKZ-Code; didn't know what to call this, exactly, so...

ASKS ARE OPEN

Summary: After getting your pajamas chosen and sleeping in the same room and bed with Chan, you find yourself confronting him about his behavior before finally fucking it out.

Warnings: smut, pinv, oral (both receiving), mentions of fingering, etc.

WC: ~2k

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“A or B?” Chan’s voice rings out from behind you, the others giggling as you sigh, contemplating your choices. You honestly didn’t know what to choose. As more and more members continued to make their choices, the boys had gotten even more ideas.

And then there was Felix. Lee Know had switched his top despite his choice, essentially choosing his entire outfit. Pray that they would spare you the embarrassment, being the youngest and the only female in the group. “A.”

“A or B?” Chan’s voice rings out again after another bout of giggling. Unable to help yourself, you laugh as well before speaking. “B.”

Last but not least, the accessories come. “B.”

When you turn to take a look at your outfit, your eyes widen. There were the tight short shorts you had brought, and a shirt with the heart shaped cut on the back (after Felix cut his shirt up, some of the other members had followed), and the cute pigtail headbands with the shorter hair.

After another game of chance, resulting with Bang Chan and Hyunjin switching their outfits, you make your way to change. Slowly, the members come out one by one. You’re last.

The members, like always, are loud, laughing and cheering as you stroll in, grinning in your short shorts, back exposed, your bra strap cutting right across from it. As the members continue the fun, you inevitably get 8th place after choosing a bad time for the next challenge.

When the time to pick the rooms come, you and Chan, who was last, are stuck together. Cheeks flushing slightly, everyone heads to their rooms, and you find yourself following Chan quietly. He wasn’t close with you, not as much as the others, anyway. A small part of you feared he hated you, but you knew Chan wasn’t like that.

If you respect me, I respect you. Those words ring in your head, and you take a deep breath, reassuring yourself before Chan suddenly speaks. “You can shower first, I’ll wait out here.”

You swear he sounded annoyed. Nodding quickly, you make your way to the bathroom, grabbing your towel on the way before hopping into the shower. As soon as you’re done, Chan slips into the bathroom, taking his shower. When he returns, he slips into bed, muttering a goodnight before turning away.

You make your way to brush your teeth, washing your face before returning to the bed and crawling into bed beside him. You can tell he’s awake by his tense shoulders, his body too tight to be relaxed.

“Chan?” you whisper softly. He grunts, turning to face you, his eyes fixed on you.

“Yes?” his voice is flat. Not mean, but still… it hurts a bit.

“I… nevermind.” You turn away quickly, shrinking into yourself, holding back tears. You didn’t know what it was that made you want to cry. Maybe it was the lack of communication between the both of you. Maybe it was the way his voice sounded each time he talked to you - flat, slightly sharp, and dry.

An awkward silence falls upon the room, before you feel Chan shifting closer to you. And then… His arm wraps around you, chest against your bare back, his voice quiet. “Y/n?”

“Yeah?” you whisper, your voice small, wavering slightly. Chan takes a deep breath, his voice soft. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you mumble again. He pulls you slightly, turning you around to face him, his voice quiet.

“What’s wrong?” he asks quietly, his thumb wiping away a tear you hadn’t noticed.

“It’s nothing,” you say quickly. “Just got… something in my eyes.”

“You’re bad at lying,” Chan responds. “Talk to me.”

“How?” the word slips out before you can stop it. Chan’s brow raises, his eyes confused before he speaks quietly. “What do you mean?”

This was it. This was your chance. And so, you take it. “Don’t you… dislike me?”

You continue, your voice undeniably vulnerable. “I just… everytime we’re alone it doesn’t feel the same as with the others. Not in a bad way, exactly, but… you know. You’re always snappy and- and-”

Your voice cracks, and Chan’s eyes soften the most they ever had in your presence. He gently strokes your cheek, his voice quiet. “I don’t hate you, Y/n. I just…”

He bites his lower lip, his eyes trailing all over your face, forehead pressing against you. You take a deep breath, your eyes wide as his nose brushes yours. “Chan, what are you doing?”

He groans softly, his hand shifting to your waist, grip tight as he murmurs against your lip. “Everytime I’m with you, Y/n, I barely stop myself.”

“Stop yourself?” Fuck. You looked innocent. Too innocent, with your boba brown eyes, wide as they stared up at him. “Like… how- oh.”

Your breath hitches as his head moves down, nose inhaling your scent as it brushes your lips. You gasp softly, and his eyes meet yours, darkened with something. A need. “Y/n, can I?”

His lips are basically touching yours now. You nod.

He growls, groaning as he kisses you, tongue fighting through your pressed lips as he deepens it, body moving firmly against you as you whimper. Whimper. Even that sounded cute and hot at the same time.

His hand trails to your open back, fingers flicking the hook of your bra as you whine, eyes wide when he pulls away. He smirks, eyes half-closed as he gently tugs on it. “Can I?”

You manage to nod. Your clothes are off in a few seconds, laying naked on the bed. He follows suit, his cock throbbing as he kisses you again. When you manage to pull away, gasping for breath, you speak softly. “Chan, I’ve never…”

He pauses, his voice quiet. “Y/n, we don’t have to do this.”

As soon as he begins to pull away, you protest. “No, Chan, it’s fine, I just…”

He nods, understanding in his eyes as he kisses your shoulder softly. “Okay, just tell me if you need me to stop. Promise?”

“I promise,” you answer, eyes wide. As his fingers trail down to your stomach, moving further, you grab his hand quickly. “Chan, wait.”

“Yeah?” he murmurs softly, his eyes soft. You gulp, cheeks flushing. “Can I… try to give you a blowjob?”

How could someone say that so innocently? He nods, helping you up and back down onto your knees, a pillow beneath you. You look up at him, his legs spread, cock ready for you to take as he murmurs softly. “Take it slow. Don’t overwhelm yourself, baby.”

Your legs nearly buckled at his endearment, but you nod quickly. “Okay.”

Gently, you press your hands on his shaft, using the precum forming already to stroke him, your lips puckering as you take a deep breath. He groans slightly at the feel of your warm breath fanning over him, before you take him in slowly.

Very slowly. That’s what you want, and that’s what he wants - for you to take it slow. His fingers thread through your hair as your lips wrap around him, gently pushing an inch in before pulling out, and going at it again. Finding a rhythm, you slowly take in more of him, hands touching him where you couldn’t reach.

He groans softly, eyes rolling back as he growls. “Fuck, Y/n, you feel so good.”

You whine, the vibrations making him neary come already as his hands tighten around your hair, doing his best not to just thrust himself into your mouth all the way. As you move quicker and quicker, whining softly, he groans again. “Y/n, I’m gonna come- fuck- get off if you don’t want me to-”

You just whimper, begging for it. He comes, ropes of it shooting into the back of your throat, even when you pull off, falling onto your skin as your wide eyes look up at him, jaws falling open to show him his whole spectacle in your mouth.

“Swallow for me?” he murmurs gently. You nod, lips clamping shut before swallowing it whole. “Good girl.”

You whimper at the praise, and he laughs immediately, catching on before easily grabbing you in his arms and throwing you onto the bed.

“Gonna eat you out,” Chan mutters, spreading your legs before he looks up at you from between the bed. “Let me know if you need to stop.”

His lips are on you in a flash, sucking at your clit and swiping at your folds, delving slightly into your entrance. He’s relentless, attacking you as you whine, hands falling to his hair as you gasp, his tongue and lips working wonders. You feel yourself about to come, and he taps on your thighs to let you know it’s okay. Falling apart, he licks every drop off of you, lips trailing up your skin, sucking and leaving hickeys, latching onto your breasts before bringing his lips to yours, the tastes of you both mixing.

“Good girl,” he murmurs softly, his fingers finding your folds as he teases you. “You’re so wet, baby… hm?”

Nodding, you lean up to kiss him, hands needing to do something as they wrap around his neck, holding onto him desperately, his hardened dick pressing against your inner thigh before he adjust himself against your entrance. “This okay?”

You nod, and he gently kisses you before slowly pushing himself in. He barely pushes himself in before pulling out, and pushing in again, slowly stretching you out as you whine, whimpering into his mouth as his hands find your waist, pulling you up slightly. As he shifts further into you, the furthest he can go, he pauses to let you adjust. As soon as you give him a nod, he’s moving. Slow, and then suddenly fast.

Lips leaving you, his head falls back, eyes hooded as he looks down at you, fucking you into oblivion as you cry out, whining softly. “Channie, Chan- p-please- it feels g-good-”

“Sh, sh, baby,” he murmurs, groaning softly as he pushes himself into you again, your tightness making his head spin. “Hold onto for me, hm? Good girl.”

Sniffling, you nod, whimpering as he continues to pound his way into you. As soon as he feels your core clenching around him, your hands wild as they ran over the bedsheets, whimpering, sobbing, and crying all at once, he pulls your hip up higher, your moans turning into straight sobs as you beg. “Channie, please, can’t hold on anymore, please, please please, Channie, please-”

“Good girl,” he grinds out, teeth clenched. “Fuck- come on, baby, Y/n, need you to come for me like the good girl you are.”

His words send you to heaven, your head throbbing as you scream, thankful the walls were soundproof, as you cry through your orgasm, him following through as he fucks through it, groaning softly. “Fuck, Y/n… you okay?”

You sniffle, eyes wide as you nod up at him, chest heaving. He gently sets you down on the bed, hands leaving your waist as he rushes to the bathroom, grabbing a warm cloth to clean you up. Kissing your forehead, he grabs the scattered clothes from the ground before speaking. “We should put these back on, although I’d love to see this view every day and night. The members will be roaming around in just a few hours.”

“Okay,” you murmur tiredly. “Thanks, Channie.”

“Get some sleep,” he says, pulling you into his arms. “Let’s talk about this - us - another time. When we get back.”

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The next day, you’re blindfolded, sitting next to Lee Know and Jeongin, judging Felix and Han’s seaweed soup and… interesting egg mixture. As Chan brings the food up to your lips, he murmurs against your ears. “Swallow.”

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Bang Chan - Corrupted

--Boyfriend Chan and Inexperienced Reader--

Summary: Chan's been feeling it, and after being in a relationship with you for a while, he's ready to initiate intimacy. Only if you agree, of course (you certainly did).

Warnings: fem!reader, fingering, oral (fem!receiving), pinv, penetration, etc.

WC: 1.6k

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You knew nothing. Nothing about sex. He had laughed it off when he first heard you talking about it, thinking you were joking, but the way you had looked at him, your eyes so soft and curious… he knew at that moment, you weren’t lying.

Sex? Isn’t that just… putting your dick in there and then… yeah. The way you had said it was so funny, too, he nearly laughed. But he also nearly took you right then and there. He wanted to corrupt you, and he knew the perfect time would be coming soon. The holiday season.

Dec. 24

The two of you were at your family's party, some uncle’s house with heaps of food and lots of sweets. Presents wrapped in brown grocery bags piled in front of the tree as everyone gathered around. Chan, a long-time boyfriend now, had joined, greeting your cousins, aunts, uncles, and everyone else who was there.

As you sit together on the ground, he pulls you in his lap, resting his head on your shoulder, humming as he wraps his arms around your waist. Squirming slightly in his lap, he tenses slightly, feeling the slight bulge forming already. Your words ring in his mouth again, and he has to use everything within him to not fuck you right then and there.

Luckily, it was your turn for White Elephant now, and he had the chance to compose himself before you would be back. As the hours passed, he knew he couldn’t do it today. It was late, 12:45 AM, nearly 1 in the morning, when you two left.

By the time you were back, you were too tired, kissing Chan tiredly before falling asleep in his arms. He kisses your forehead softly, before closing his eyes. It can wait, Chan. It can wait.

Dec. 25

“Merry Christmas!”

This time, you were with Chan’s family for dinner. Chan had gotten you two there early, his mother engulfing you in a hug while his father waved from the grill. Chan had tugged you with him to his room,  and you had followed, blissfully unaware of his intentions. As you sat down, he pushes you back on the bed, straddling you as he kisses you, your eyes widening before you comply, body relaxing under his touch as he deepened the kiss.

He pulls away softly, eyes meeting yours, your chest heaving as you gasped for breath. “Chan? What-”

“Lamb’s ready!”

The call from Chan’s father rings out, and Chan holds back a groan before he pulls himself up and away from you. The whole time, he’s horny. Extremely horny. His hands don’t stop touching you, whether it’s his hand fluttering against yours, his touch flickering to your thigh, holding you there before his hand left and touched a different part of you.

That night, when you arrive home, it’s late. But not too late.

“Thank you for the presents again, Chan,” you say softly, smiling as he kisses you gently.

“Of course, baby. Thank you, too,” he says. Before you can reply, he continues. “I have one more present for you.”

Your brows raise, eyes wide. “Oh, Chan, you don’t-”

“I’ve been thinking about… moving further into our relationship.” Bang Chan’s words come out of his mouth before he can stop them, your eyes widening at the implication. “You mean… Is that why you asked me about sex?”

Chan nods, a deep flush moving to the tips of his ears as he speaks softly. “I don’t want to push you to do anything you don’t want to do, but I just… I wanted to ask.”

Your eyes search his for a second, before nodding. “Okay.”

He freezes, reality suddenly hitting him. “Are you sure? We don’t have to-”

“Just be gentle,” you whisper. “Please?”

Chan nods quickly, his hands guiding you to the bed. “I will. Tell me to stop if you need me to, okay? I’ll go slow.” God, I’m going to fucking corrupt you, Y/n.

Chan begins to kissing you slowly, straddling you as he climbed over you, kissing you deeply. His hands move to the supple flesh of your breast, gently kneading the small mounds, his hands trailing under your camisole top.

As he cups your breast, his fingers nip at your nipples, feeling them satisfyingly harden as you gasp, whimpering as his lips left yours to trail down to your jaw.

“Up,” he murmurs softly, tapping on your bare shoulder. As you do, he pulls the top off of you before tugging off your bra. Kissing your shoulder, his lips trail down to the mounds, sucking on one as his hand played with the nipple of the other.

“Channie, f-feels g-g-good,” I whimper, my eyes wide. He grins against your breast, his hand moving down to your thighs, sliding up your pants as he strokes your inner thigh.

“I know, baby,” Chan murmurs, bringing himself up on his elbows and placing a kiss on your nose. Before he brings himself down. His teeth tug on the waistband of your shorts. Tugging them off, his eyes widen. “Y/n- what- you’re not wearing panties?”

You flush slightly. “Sorry, is that a bad thing?”

He shakes his head. “No, no, no, baby. You- why?”

You shrug. “I took a shower and forgot to bring some, so I just…”

As you flush, he just laughs, a low rumble as his breath lingers on your skin. He places a kiss on your inner thigh, lips trailing closer and closer to your core. You eyes are wide. “Chan, what are you doing?”

“Oh, baby,” he murmurs softly, placing a kiss on the sensitive bundle of nerves as you gasp at the sudden feeling. “Just relax, baby. Okay?”

“Okay,” you whimper, your eyes wide as you lean back. That’s when his tongue swipes against your core, right through the folded lips. Your hand falls to his curls, eyes flying wide open as you gasp. “Chan!”

He doesn’t stop. Not at all, his lips sucking on your clit, licking your entrance, his thumb moving to your clit every time his tongue left it, your hips bucking as you whimpered, moaning his name, the sounds rolling off of you naturally. You could feel a pressure rising in your lower abdomen, sniffling.

“Baby, gonna stretch you out,” Chan mumbles. His lips pucker up onto your clit again, fingers pushing into you slowly. He starts with one finger, pushing in inch by inch. “Fuck, you’re so tight, baby.”

You whimper, panting slightly at the overwhelming feeling, your core clenching his finger desperately. “Ch-Channie-”

“Sh, baby, let go for me,” Chan murmurs, his tongue swiping against you once more right as you come, crying out as everything within yourself releases.

You squirt. Right onto his face, his eyes rolling back as he licks you clean. Your eyes meet his, wide as you gasp. “Chan, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”

“That was good,” he murmurs, gently reassuring you. “That was amazing, baby. Don’t apologize, hm?”

You nod, eyes watering from coming down on your high before he moves himself up, balancing himself on his elbows, kissing you deeply, the taste of you falling into your mouth. As Chan pulls away, he gently rubs your clit again, your hips bucking as you whimper, crying softly at his touch. “Sh, sh, baby. Don’t cry, hm?”

He kisses you again, his voice soft. “Gonna take care of you, okay? Remember?”

He grins as he repeats your words. “I’m going to put my dick in there, and then… you know?”

When you turn your head away with embarrassment, Chan tilts your chin back towards him. “Hey, baby. Look at me. I’m going to make you feel good, okay?”

You nod, but speak when he taps your jaw. “Yes, Channie.”

“Good girl.” His praise makes something in you twitch, your core clenching as his thumb continued to rub against you. Gently, he aligns himself with your entrance, before pushing in. And fuck. You’re tight.

Extremely tight, more than he had expected, every after fucking you with his fingers. Cock throbbing, he pushes himself in slowly, holding himself back from thrusting in and just pounding into you until he came over and over again. As you adjust and stretch, he checks in with you before beginning to thrust. Slowly, yet building speed and momentum.

“Chan-” your gasps get shorter and shorter as you whine, tears pricking your eyes at the beautiful sensations you were feeling.

He doesn’t stop. Not even when you reach your high, sobbing and whining and writhing. Just holds you down, one hand flat on your stomach, the other pushing down a leg. He continues, fucking you until he comes, thrusting through his pleasure.

And when you think he’s done, he starts again. Over and over again. Completely, utterly, obsessed.

With the way you looked, coming for him, eyes rolling back, lips parted as you sobbed in pleasure and desperation, unable to take it yet being such a good girl for him. With the way his cock could just push into you, your pussy forever clutching him. He doesn’t stop until even he can’t move anymore.

“Baby?” he murmurs softly. “You okay?”

You manage to weakly nod. He shifts his body against you, holding you as he kisses away the tears on your face. “Get some rest, baby. I’ll clean us up, okay?”

Managing to nod again, he kisses your eye, your temple, your forehead, your nose, your lips, before he just holds you, letting you fall asleep. This wouldn’t be the last time the both of you would be intimate. That much was for sure.

-

The next day, Chan finds a text from you, a smile tugging on his lips. I guess sex isn’t just a dick in there. I’m still damn sore, Chan.

Chan grins cockily before replying. It won’t be the last time you’re sore, baby.

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Power Outage - Bang Chan

Fluff~~

WC: 641

“Channie, are you almost home?” I whisper, my hands trembling as I curl in on myself on the bed, hugging a small pillow. I shiver again, sniffling as I peer out at the window, my phone hooked onto the charger as the trees continue to shake outside as the wind whooshes past the building again.

“I’ll be home soon, baby, just hang in there for me, okay?” Chan says softly, the background noise growing louder from the phone as he finishes packing up. “I’m heading home right now, okay? Stay on the phone with me.”

Just then, the lights flicker, and I immediately whimper, shrinking into myself as I lay down, hugging the pillow closer. “Channie, what if the power goes out?”

“Then I’ll be there as soon as I can, baby,” Chan says, the beeping of the car filtering through the phone as he settles down. “I’m in the car, going home now. If the power goes out, I want you to hang up the phone, okay?”

“But-”

“Sh,” Channie shushes gently. “You need to save your phone battery, okay? I’ll be home soon, I promise. I love you, okay?”

“I love you,” I repeat, my eyes wide as I huddle under the blanket. “Drive safe, Chan.”

“Of course. You know I always do,” Chan says, chuckling softly. My face flushes at the sound, a small smile blooming on my face. Just then, the lights flicker out. At the sound of my sharp inhale, Chan is immediately on alert. “Y/n? What’s wrong?”

“The power’s out,” I whisper reluctantly. Chan curses softly, his voice gentle. “Y/n, I’m almost home, okay? I can see that some traffic lights are out, but I’ll be home in just a few minutes. Will you be able to be alone for just a few more minutes?”

“Y-Yeah,” I stutter, shivering as the temperature in the house drops. “Yeah. O-Okay, Channie.”

“You’ll be okay,” Chan says gently. “Hang up now, okay? Almost there.”

Nodding, I mumble a quick word of agreement before squeezing my eyes shut, ending the call before I chickened out. As soon as the call cuts, I put my phone down on the side, the silence deafening as I sniffle, shrinking into myself.

It wasn’t that I was scared of the dark. It was just oddly uncomfortable. Growing up, I had lived in an area with many power outages, but I always hated them. It was something deeper than just fear. Something that made me feel almost nauseous. My fingers curl around the pillow as I sniffle again, huddling under the blanket to save warmth.

Just then, the sound of the door opening catches my attention, a soft whimper escaping my lips as I flinch, the sound jarring me from my reverie. Chan enters the room soon, a flashlight in his hands as he carries his jacket in the other.

“Oh, baby,” he murmurs softly, immediately placing the jacket over the blankets, the weight of it immediately comforting. He places a kiss on my forehead, brushing my hair back as he quickly changes, pulling on a clean pair of sweatpants and a hoodie.

He crawls under the blankets, gathering me in his arms as he peppers my face with kisses, a small giggle escaping me at his wet kisses. “Channie, that tickles-”

“There it is,” he grins, flicking my nose gently. “That small giggle I love.”

“I love you,” I whisper, my eyes softening at his words.

He smiles back, placing a kiss on my lips. “I love you, too. Now, let’s stay here until the power comes back, hm? Even if it’s for days.”

“I always feel warm with you,” I mumble softly, snuggling closer to him. “So warm, Channie.”

He chuckles softly, the sound coming from his chest as he kisses the top of my head. “Anything for you, baby.”

A/n: So my area had a bomb cyclone warning, and we didn't have power for a few days. It was super cold, and I just ended up hugging a pillow pretending it was Bang Chan.

Got tickets to see SKZ too!! If you're still looking, don't give up, and best of luck!

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Stray Kids - Felix [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 16!!

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, oral (fem!receiving), etc.

Word Count: 708

“Right now?”

Your boyfriend nods happily, looking out the window, eyes sparkling at the nice weather, the light reflecting his eyes. “Yes! Right now. Please?”

Giggling softly, you nod, grabbing your purse before he stops you, his voice scolding yet soft. “Baby. I’m paying, I don’t care. Let me treat you just this once.

He raises an eyebrow at the nervous look you give him, and he continues further, his voice gentle. “It’s just grocery shopping, remember? Nothing else. Not luxury purses, clothes, anything. Just food.”

“But-”

Felix cuts you off again, shaking his head softly. “I’m being serious, Y/n, baby. I know you can afford it yourself, but I’m choosing to pay because I want to, and because I love you. So just let me. Please?”

You nod, agreeing to him finally as he sighs in relief, straightening his back before he takes your hand in his firmly. “Good. Let’s go, yeah?”

The whole journey is full of fun and love, him running through the aisles as if he’s never been to a store before while you trail behind him, adding things to the basket. He buys flour, sugar, milk - all ingredients of love to make you your favorite cinnamon rolls. As you make your way to the self check-out line, you pause, looking at the cupcakes. “Lixie, look. It’s buy one get one free.”

Without hesitating, he grabs two boxes, you giggling at his antics before finally paying and heading home.

This will be perfect for the party. Those were the thoughts that filled a satisfied Felix, his mind already racing with what’s to come.

The night is loud, his band members coming to celebrate another perfect all kill with their new comeback. Chan greets you warmly, as he was the first you had met, while the others grin shyly. Soon enough, though, the music and drinks had everyone dancing, and you can’t help but grin proudly watching Felix dance in the living room, the couches pushed to the sides. You pick up the cupcakes, the boys gathering around you excitedly as they thank you.

Felix smiles at you, kissing you gently before he takes one himself. The two of you settle on the couch, his body slightly sweaty as you take a bit of the cupcake. Felix’s hair is slicked back, his eyes fixed on you almost hungrily. Flushing under his gaze, you clear your throat, mistakenly pushing some frosting onto the sides of your mouth.

“Baby, you have frosting on you,” Felix whispers, his voice almost oddly in awe, yet husky and needy.

Flushing, you nod, quickly swiping your tongue over the creamy, white frosting. The look in Felix’s eyes knows you made a mistake. Because the next thing you find is you being carried over his shoulder and into your shared bedroom, the music still pounding softly through the wall.

“Fuck, baby, taste so good,” he mutters, gasping as he licks your entrance, his lips glistening from your increasing wetness. His nose nuzzles into your entrance, your eyes wide at the sensation before he pulls out and swipes at your clit, hands holding your inner thighs down.

Mewling softly, you whine when he pulls up, his eyes dark. “Y/n. We have to be quiet. Don’t want the boys to know what’s happening, hm?”

You only manage to nod helplessly, whimpering softly when he presses his lips against you again, sucking you off harshly as you groan again. As the sensations build, you find yourself coming in his face, gasping as you shake, your hands clutching his hair as he holds you down firmly.

Climbing over you, he presses your legs to your chest, pushing his hips deep into you, whining at the feel of him. His hips thrust upwards, your core clenching at the new angle as you let out a cry, him unable to hold back his groan before he collapses on top of you, coming harshly as his heat shoots right into you.

“Should we go back out?” you ask, gasping softly as you catch your breath, eyes fixed on your boyfriend’s face.Felix shakes his head, rolling over and holding you gently in his arms. “No. They’ll know not to bother us. Let’s just… enjoy us for now.”

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Stray Kids - Han [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 15

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, food play (cheesecake), oral (han!receiving and reader!receiving), etc.

Word Count: 839

“Hannie!” you call out, giggling when Han scurries over to you immediately, popping out from his room.

“Baby! You’re back-” his eyes widened. “Is that cheesecake?”

You nod, laughing at his excitement as you balance it on the palm of one of your hands. It was a full pan of cheesecake, him immediately grabbing it from your hands to make sure you didn’t drop it. Pouting softly, you jut out your lips. “Kiss?”

He nods happily, kissing your lips before setting the cheesecake down on the side, pulling you against him in a hug before he gently pulls away again. “Let’s go eat a slice each?”

You nod, following him as he grabbed the plates, your hands rummaging through the cabinets, looking for forks and a knife to cut the cheesecake.

“Let’s eat!” Han cheers, stuffing his cheeks full. You giggle at the sight, completely smitten with the way of his eating habit, often finding his cheeks impossibly full of food, slowly chewing through it.

The cheesecake wasn’t super large, but it was cut up into a dozen slices, six each for the both of you. And each day, you both ate a slice each. The scent of the cheesecake seemed to always linger in the air, both of you choosing to eat it together, whether that would be late at night, early in the morning, or as a midday snack. Just enjoying each other’s company.

On the sixth day, you open the refrigerator, frowning when you see the last two slices of cheesecake missing. Looking up, you see Han entering the kitchen, smiling at you. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Did you eat the last two slices of the cheesecake?” you ask, your eyes narrowing playfully. Even if he did, you wouldn’t be mad. Just disappointed that he hadn’t waited for you, at least. You wanted to spend time with him at the very least.

He shakes his head, grabbing your wrist instead. “It’s a Saturday today, baby.”

You frown, not knowing where he’s going with this. “Yeah? What about it?”

He just shrugs. “We have all the time in the world. I want to try something new. If you’re up for it.”

Following him, you enter the bedroom, eyes widening as you spot the slices of cheesecake on a plate, resting atop the nightstand. He grins, gently lowering you on the bed. “I wanted to try food play.”

As he tugs off your clothes, he tilts his head to the side, pausing his movements and cupping your face gently, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Is that okay, baby? We don’t have to do that.”

But no. You do want to do this. You want to do this, giving him a blowjob while he pushed the cheesecake filling further into your throat. Him licking your body clean of food as he made his way to your core.

Getting wet already, you quickly sit up, helping him bare the rest of your body and his before he’s already onto you. The cheesecake is smeared all over your body, you shivering slightly as he groans at the sight, the filling and crumbs covering your torso as he kisses you, leaving hickeys along your jaw and neck.

His lips find your nipples, sucking on your breast as he licks the cream off of it, groaning softly at the taste of it before his lips trail downwards, somehow eating the food clean off of you, getting closer and closer to your dripping core. And when he’s finally there, you’re squirming, his hands holding you down firmly as he grunts softly. “Fuck, baby, stop moving- fuck-”

But you’re a whining mess, your core throbbing as he sucks, licks, and thrusts his tongue into you, unwilling to stop as he feels you come around his face thrice before finally pulling up, his eyes meeting yours.

You breath hitches at the sight of him, lips and nose glistening, stained with some crumbs, his eyes lustful before he gently gets up. Your turn now, you push him to sit on the bed, pushing some cheesecake filling onto his hardened shaft, licking him clean teasingly as he throws his head back, growling softly. And you begin to suck him off, putting some of the cheesecake into your mouth as you take him in.

This time, it’s him who’s squirming, his lips shaking as he whines, groaning at your touch. Hands finding your head, he face fucks you, standing up as you scramble to your knees, a pillow below them, his hips thrusting into your mouth as you look up at him, tears in your eyes, mouth gagged as you whine.

The vibrator of your muffled moan pushes him to release into your throat, and he pulls out, falling onto his knees as he kisses you, the lingering taste of you, him, and the cheesecake all mingling into one.

“I love you,” he whispers, pulling away as you swallow, gulping down the delightful mixture of things. You just smile back, leaning against him. “I love you too, baby.”

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Stray Kids - Lee Know's Birthday Special [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 25

a/n: other Kinktober days will be coming, I'll be catching up and attempting to post over the weekend!

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, ropes/bondage, use of toys (vibrator), clit(/over)stimulation, etc.

Word Count: 949

“Baby, this is beautiful,” Lee Know says softly, running his hands over the soft fabric of the gift you gave him. It was a beautiful wool jacket, the soft and black fabric silky under his hand, heavy in material yet able to provide the warmth in the cold breeze of the Winter that was coming.

“I knew it would be perfect for you as soon as I saw it,” you whisper softly, kissing him gently on the lips. He smiles back at you, a gummy, toothy, grin at your antics, pulling you back against him as he hugs you, kissing the top of your head. “I love you, baby. Thank you.”

You hum softly, gently leaning against him before gently pulling away. “We should go eat dinner now.”

He nods, joining you as you stand up and head to the dining table. It was always like this on special days. And today, it was Lee Know’s birthday, his eyes twinkling as he rested his hands on your waist, guiding you to sit down as he joined adjacently next to you.

The two of you had made dinner under Lee Know’s request, his quiet leadership always a comforting presence as he called out for ingredients, you helping him chop, slice, and dice the different vegetables at his request.

And now, with the steaming food in front of you, you dig in, humming happily at the taste that spreads across your taste buds. Lee Know just smiles, kissing your temple occasionally, one hand on your bare thigh as he strokes his thumb across your skin.

When you swallow your last bite, he can’t take it anymore, immediately grabbing you and pulling you to the bedroom, gasping softly as he kisses you deeply, pushing his lips against yours as your back his a wall. “L-Lee Know-”

“Fuck, baby, you taste so good right now,” he groans, head tilting back before returning to you. You gently push him off, and at your continued resistance, he gives in, his eyes meeting yours. “What’s wrong, baby? Is this too much?”

“I have one more gift for you,” you whisper, chewing your lower lip. He raises an eyebrow, eyes softening as he sits on the edge of the bed.

You grab a box, handing it to him shyly. And when he opens it, he freezes, his eyes wide before they meet yours. “Baby…”

“I- we don’t have to- I just thought-”

He cuts you off, shaking his head. “No, baby, fuck- I- I want to use these right now. Did you clean them?”

You nod proudly. “Yeah.”

He pulls out the things. A leash made of leather, a vibrator, and rope. And that’s how your find a collar around your neck, on your hands and knees on the bed as you whine, Lee Know hitting you from the backside.

“Lee Know,” you cry out, whimpering as his free hand smacks your butt again, watching the red mark with satisfaction before he gently soothes it, patting it before smacking it once more.

He continues to pound into you, knowing you would’ve collapsed by now if the leash wasn’t holding you up, your hips shaking in desperation. He goes even harder at that, pulling your head back as he bends over to kiss you, further tilting the angle of his cock inside of your back, your eyes wide at the sudden change, letting out a yelp.

Lee Know is relentless, listening to each of your whimpers as he continues to fuck you from behind, kissing you skin, smacking your ass, and pounding you, the leash wrapped around his wrist.

And when he's come, you clench around him, following through at the feeling of him releasing his hot load inside of you. Flipping you onto your back, he adjusts the collar, controlling you from the front now as he ties you with the rope, keeping your limbs attached to the bed posts before he grabs the vibrator.

Kissing you softly, you gasp, whining against his lips as he runs the toy over your body, teasing your skin, your nipples perking up at it when he glides it over you. He runs it along your inner thighs, the sides, pushing it near your entrance, your hips buckling at the overstimulation of nerves before he pushes it in you, the other part of the toy hitting your clit.

You squirm, crying out as he steps back, watching you with satisfaction as he grins. Hands running along your body, he coos softly. “Oh, my baby, my poor little thing. So helpless, aren’t you? So unable to move?”

You only cry in response, mewling in desperation as you gasp. He grabs the leash, tugging on it so your body bent upwards, your eyes popping at the press of the toy. Having no mercy on you tonight, he changes the setting of the toy, until it was on its highest power, and watches as you squirm, struggling and begging him.

“L-Lee Know, please- please, I can’t- I can’t-”

But you do. Just like always, and he’s beyond satisfied. Watching as you come over and over again, whining at the overstimulation, your clit throbbing and swollen now. Freeing you from the toys, he hovers over you, kissing away your tears of pleasure before he nestles you in his arms, his voice quiet.

“Feeling okay, baby?”

You nod softly, your body full of sweat as he holds you. “Y-Yeah.”

“I love you,” he whispers, kissing the top of your head. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” you whisper back, sniffling softly as he pulls you closer. He pauses, his voice quiet as he glances at the clock. “It’s not midnight yet. Round two?”

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A/n~

I know I've been a bit MIA, but I promise I'll be back soon! Don't know exactly when, but I will for sure have something for Lee Know's birthday !! Looking forward to posting, and hopefully seeing you all soon <33

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Stray Kids - Hyunjin [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 14!!

Summary: Hyunjin, who is feeling slightly insecure, and his loving partner

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, eating out, might be more ?

Word Count: 1342

“Y/n?”

Hyunjin’s voice rings out, the weariness and exhaustion in his tone something familiar by now as he pokes his head into your office. You were seated at your desk, looking through an essay someone had submitted to you as you yawn, looking up at Hyunjin in concern. He had just gotten back, the bags under his eyes dark, hands clutching the door as he sighs again, clothes messily rumpled neatly as he makes his way to you.

“Hyune, what’s wrong?” you ask softly, immediately setting down your things when his arms wrap around you from behind, his head falling to your hair as he nuzzled his nose against it, inhaling your clean scent.

“I’m just tired,” he says softly, closing his eyes for a moment as his arms tighten around you. “Need to shower, but am too tired to.”

“You must be exhausted,” you say sympathetically, gently pulling away from his embrace before standing up and grabbing his hand gently. “How about we cuddle for a bit?”

“But then the bed sheets will get dirty,” he says, sighing softly. “I should just go shower now.”

You shake your head, standing up, your voice firm. “No, baby. You’re tired. Let’s go get you food or water or something first, okay?”

He nods, reluctantly following you to the kitchen as you rummage around, finding a plate of leftovers from the lunch you had made. “Here. How about this?”

“Baby,” he says softly, making his way to you and gently prying the plate from your hands. He pushes it back into the fridge, closing the door before turning back to you, cupping your face in your hand. “I’m not hungry, okay? I just…”

Sensing something was wrong, you gently cover his hand with yours, silently encouraging him to speak. “Yes, Hyune? You know you can tell me anything.”

Your words seem to soothe him, and he sighs, shoulders slumping in defeat. “I don’t feel good. Not physically, just… mentally. Everyone around me seems to just be getting better and better, and I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. I don’t feel good.”

Heart clenching, you squeeze his hand, guiding him to the bedroom and closing the door gently before sitting down next to him, cuddling up with him on the edge. “It’s okay, Hyune. Just let it all out. Say it all for me.”

And that was why he loved you so much. You never told him to just deal with it, that he would get over it eventually. You just listened, nodding and holding him gently even if you didn’t understand his world all the way.

“Thank you, baby,” he murmurs, kissing your hand gently before he leans his head against your shoulder, seeking the comfort he had longed for this day.

“Of course,” you whisper back, quieting down as he continues to talk.

“Everyone is just so good at everything,” he says softly. “They’re better performers, better dancers, better looking…”

“Hyune,” you say immediately, frowning at his words. He sits up, looking at you, eyes wide as you glare at him. “Don’t you dare-”

“But it’s true,” he exclaims. “Look at them, Y/n. Then look at me. If I lose weight, fans make fun of me. If I gain weight, they say I’m fat-”

“They’re not your fans,” you say immediately, shaking your head and cupping his face gently. “Hyune, please. You’re so pretty, okay? You’re so beautiful. Inside and out. You’ve got one of the most purest hearts out there, and I know for a fact that all of your true fans love you for who you are, not what you look like.”

Hyunjin’s eyes water, and he looks down, breathing shakily. “I just… I know, but I don’t know, you know? I can’t explain it, Y/n. I just feel so lost, and I just want to feel okay again.”

“Sh,” you shush gently, shifting closer next to him. “I know. I know, okay? You’re doing your best, I know you are. And that alone is enough.”

He nods, his eyes watering at your words, lips meeting yours tenderly, kissing you gently as you kissed him back, his tongue delving into your mouth as you returned the favor, lips sucking on him softly before the both of you pull apart, gasping softly.

“Y/n,” he whispers, moving closer to you, gently hovering over you as you lay onto your back.

“Yes, Hyune?” you whisper back softly. He closes his eyes, letting his nose delve over your skin again as he inhales your scent.

“Is this okay? Can I just…”

“Hyune,” you say affectionately, gently pulling him closer to you by his collar. “It’s more than okay. Okay? I’m here for you. I’m here for you, I promise.”

He just nods, eyes fixed on you before he gently kisses you again, tongue flicking over your luscious lips before his hands find your clothes. Everything comes off, and Hyunjin finds himself teasing you at your entrance, his eyes widened, vulnerable, yet ready. So ready for this.

“Y/n,” he croaks out, whining softly at the feel of you tightening around him.

“Hyune,” you grit out in reply, eyes wide as your hands find his hair. He groans softly, his lips falling to your breast, one hand cupping the other. “Hyune- listen- l-listen to me.”

He moans softly in response, lips moving to the other breast, your nipples swelling and arching for his touch.

“You’re so- b-b-beautiful,” you manage to get out, gasping at the strength of his thrusts. He only grunts in response, too fucked out to answer as his hips move faster at your words.

“Y/n, you-” he stops, gasping as his grip on you tightens. “You feel so good- so- so good-”

“Hyune,” you whimper, eyes wide as you force your words through your haze of pleasure. “D-Do you know why you feel so good?”

You gasp when he kisses you again, tasting your lips as he groans softly. When he removes himself from you, he shakes his head, hips still rolling at a steadily increasing pace.

“‘C-’C-’Cause you’re make- making me feel l-like this,” you manage to throw out. “Y-You make me f-f-feel s-so good, and so p-perfect- You’re so- s-so beautiful, Hyune-”

At your words, he comes, his pleasure shooting through you as you clench around him, whimpering softly. Gently cradling you in his arms, he pulls out, grasping your thighs and pushing them apart as you whine.

“I know,” he whispers, voice hoarse and thick with desire. “I know, baby. You treat me so well. Going to do the same for you-”

You whimper as his lips connect with your growingly sensitive nub, your clit swelling and throbbing as he sucks on it, nose nuzzling your skin as his tongue delves out, swiping himself across your entrance as he groans at the taste of you.

“Come for me,” he manages to gasp between thrusts, his tongue darting in faster and faster. “Fuck, baby, come for me-”

At his words, you do, wailing slightly at the sensation as you cry out his name over and over like a broken record, the name falling from your lips weakly before he grunts, moving over you and holding you against his arms.

His eyes take on a new vulnerability again, focusing on you as he breathes softly.

“Y/n, baby,” he murmurs.

You hum in response, arms wrapping around his torso as you mumble. “Guess there’s an excuse for you to shower and change the bed sheets.”

He chuckles at your words, laughing heartily as he squeezes you against him softly. “You felt so good Y/n. Thank you for that.”

“Like I said,” you answer in reply. “It was all you. All you, because you’re perfect just the way you are, yeah?”

A beat of silence. And then his voice rings out. “I- I guess so, baby. I love you, okay? So, so much.”

“I love you too,” you whisper back, kissing his chest. “Now rest, hm? I’m going to be here with you. All the way.”

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Stray Kids - Changbin [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 13!!

Summary: After your gym trainer shows you the ropes, it turns into something... more.

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, oral (69), and more!!

Word Count: 1474

“Let me see it again,” Changbin says.

He was your personal trainer, you having shown up to his place roughly twenty minutes ago, going through the usual dynamic warm ups with him before getting to the main part of your arm workout. Having known him for a while, you had finally agreed to let him train you a month ago, and were already making good progress.

Sure, maybe your muscles weren’t fully developed the way you wanted them to be, but you were definitely getting there. Tugging on your ponytail again, you nod, eyes fixed determinedly on the dumbbells in front of you.

With a grunt, you lift them to your chest, his hands steadying your arms, your heart beating faster when his fingers graze your breasts.

“Breathe,” Changbin says calmly, prying your lower lip from the teeth it was caught on. Flushing, you quickly let go, pushing the dumbbells up and performing the bench press. With a nod of approval from Changbin, you set them down, him grinning. “Better. Let me show you.”

You stand up, straightening yourself as he sets aside a towel on another bench he had. Without another word, he picks up the dumbbells you had left, the weights light in his hands, before he speaks. “Use the bench. If it’s angled up a bit, it makes it easier to lift, and if it’s angled down more, you can guess what it’s like.”

“Right,” you say, nodding at his words as his muscles rippled under the tight shirt he was wearing.

He grins slightly, the garage light flickering for a second again as he settles himself down comfortably. “And now, we lift.”

You watch, fascinated, as he holds the dumbbells with ease, pushing them up in front of him, eyes trained on the ceiling, before he presses them back down towards his chest. Setting them down again, he stays where he is, smiling softly. “And, you know. I know you said you were scared, but the actual bar isn’t too bad. It’s roughly twenty kilos, or fourty-five pounds.”

You shuffle uncertainly, glancing at the bar that was hung up on the side. Following your gaze, he smiles again. “I promise. I can spot you too, you know? A light tap on the elbows and you’ll be able to push it up all the way. And if you ever need to drop it, there are safety bars for a reason. You’ll be safe.”

“I just…” you laugh awkwardly, glancing back at Changbin. “I don’t know. Maybe later?”

He nods, a note of understanding passing his eyes. “Yeah, of course. Do you want me to show you how to use it, though? Just so you know what it’s going to look like?”

You nod eagerly, following him to the bench as he settles down, stretching his arms. He lays down, gesturing for you to stand behind his head. “Spot for me, yeah? You won’t need to do anything, it’s just the bar I’m lifting, but just in case.”

“Okay,” you answer, watching him lay back as he wriggles around before putting his arms up. He grabs the bar, holding it steadily as he lifts it easily and presses down to his chest, before pushing back up. He does a few more reps before he puts the bar back up. “See? Easy. It’s only just over 2 more kilos, or 5 more pounds, then the weights you were lifting. You could do it.”

“I don’t know,” you say again, your eyes nervous. “I’m just…”

He smiles gently, his eyes softening. “Yeah, no, it’s fine. I understand. I was scared at first too. But whenever you’re ready, just let me know, yeah? I’ll spot you anyday.”

Nodding in agreement, you’re about to go back to bench pressing with the dumbbells when his voice stops you. “Wait.”

“Yeah?” you answer softly, eyes wide as you turn back to him.

“Let me show you how the safety bars work,” he says. “Watch.”

He grabs the bar, holding it up again for you before lowering it slightly. “And now, when you’re starting to feel like you can’t lift it up again, gently lower it down, and then…”

When the bar is inches away from the safety bar, he drops it, the bar falling onto the safety bars with a small clang. He grins cheekily up at you, looking proud of himself.

“And there you go.”

“That was… simple,” you say, eyes wide. He nods in agreement, grabbing your hand and tugging you closer.

“Changbin…” your breath hitches. He had a clear view of under your shirt at this angle now, and you knew it from the way his lips fell apart slightly. He clears his throat awkwardly, looking away for a moment.

“I… sorry, I wasn’t…” his voice trails off, but the sight of his pants tightening definitely betrayed him.

You chew your lower lip when you catch sight of it, eye widening. Groaning in embarrassment, Changbin covers his face, his neck red as he speaks. “I’m sorry, it’s not something I can control…”

“Maybe that could be our workout.” The words slip out of your mouth before you can even think, and Changbin’s eyes snap open at your words, an eyebrow raised. At the sight of your flushed face, he grins cockily.

And that is how you find yourself positioned over Changbin’s face, butt-naked, him exposed as well. Lowering yourself onto him slowly, he sighs, his breath fanning over you as he holds your hips, pulling you down to him right away.

Flushing, you fall forward, breasts over the bar, lips finding his arousal, whining at how thick he was. Groaning at the sensation, he mutters softly. “Come with me, Y/n. No coming over me before, yeah?”

You let out a muffled grunt of agreement, and he begins to eat you out, the sounds sickeningly hot as he laps at your entrance, chin reaching up to nudge your clit. Groaning at the sensation, his cock twitches slightly at the vibration, his hands reaching up to steady your hips, which had begun to subconsciously roll against the feel of him.

Using your hands to stroke his length, you pop off of him to catch a breath, legs buckling at his force before your head falls right back down to his cock, taking him in again as you whine.

He groans softly, his tongue lapping at you more roughly before he begins to thrust it in, your body clenching slightly at the feel, eliciting a small whine from you. As you begin to roll your hips, his hands guide you, moving you faster and faster over and over again.

As you begin to reach your high, he does as well, hips thrusting up into your mouth as you groan, whimpering softly as you take him in, gasping softly as his cum shoots right into the back of your throat.

At the feeling of him, you come as well, whimpering as you swallow, gagging slightly as you gasp. Changbin gently guides you to stand up, sitting up as well, lips glistened with your slick.

Before you can even process what has happened, he guides you to the bench, groaning softly as he pushes you down against it, hovering over you as he kisses you, the tastes of the both of you mixing together.

“Fuck, Y/n,” Changbin groans against your skin, letting out a soft groan.

“Changbin,” you gasp, managing to choke out his name as his cock thrusts into you. You were already ready to take him in, but his thickness was still a stretch, your hands flying up to his arms as you whimper, crying out.

“Yeah, just like that,” he gasps, watching with awe as you take him in, his lips parted as he groans softly. “You feel so- ugh- tight-”

You wail softly as he pushes himself into you faster and faster, his eyes falling onto your flushed face, the sight of you beneath him, the redness in your face making him lean closer to you, the bench angled up perfectly for hims to press his body against you as the both of you come.

Wailing his name, his cock twitches one final time before he lets you go, gasping.

“Let’s go clean up,” Changbin says softly, scooping you into his arms.

His face focuses on you, smiling softly as he gently pushes open the bathroom door, setting you down in the tub. After cleaning up the both of you, he dries you down, taking you to the bedroom and setting you down on his bed. Snuggling against him, you nuzzle your face against his chest.

Wrapping his arms around you fondly, he kisses the top of your head, holding you gently. “Sleep well, Y/n.”

Nodding sleepily, you close your eyes, his arms tightening around you once again before he, too, falls asleep.

[staysdelulus]

Stray Kids - Lee Know [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 12!!

Summary: Lee Know and you, the ninth member of SKZ

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, blowjob, and more

Word Count: 1740

The ninth member of Stray Kids. That’s what fans liked to call you, as the only female member of the group, and being the youngest, the boys adored you, always taking care of you, incorporating you in their fun, and making sure you were always staying safe and feeling okay.

And the closest member of yours? Lee Know. He was always nice to you, shifting on the couch to press against you, dropping a bag of chips in your lap, sneaking into your room to cuddle with you late at night… you always felt good in his arms. Always.

But somehow, everything had gone south. The members liked to tease, it was glaringly obvious to even fans. But today in particular, Lee Know was in a worse mood, and as a few of the members - Changbin, Han, and Seungmin - began to tease him, he had lost it, snapping at everyone and getting mad.

And now, everyone was seated in the living room, gathered around the TV for a movie night. You cautiously make your way to Lee Know, sitting down next to him. “Hey, Lee Know.”

He only huffs slightly in response, shifting away slightly when you try to nestle next to him. You chew your lower lip, sighing softly before offering him a bag of popcorn to share. “I made extra for us to share, if you would want.”

He grunts softly, looking away and focusing on the TV screen. Understanding that he wanted space, you stay to the side, glancing at him from time to time. Each time you attempt to move closer to him, he only shifts away, giving you a good glare. When he does it for the sixth time, you give up, looking down at your hands. The sight of the popcorn you had prepared for him reaches your eyes, and you put it down on the table, muttering an excuse to leave. Without another word, you leave, the eyes of the other members following you worriedly.

Bang Chan makes his way to my now empty seat, sitting next to Lee Know before he speaks. “Lee Know.”

Being the eldest, the others often joked about his age, but with Bang Chan’s tone right now, his leader-tone, as everyone liked to call, made Lee Know begrudgingly answer. “Yes?”

“Did you really have to do that to Y/n?” Bang Chan asks, the movie long forgotten. “You know how she is. And she didn’t… she wasn’t even part of the teasing, Lee Know.”

“I know,” Lee Know hisses. “I just-”

“Lee Know.”

He rolls his eyes, huffing slightly and crossing his arms stubbornly. When he does so, Bang Chan rolls his eyes, sighing in exasperation. “If Y/n is crying right now, Lee Know, it’s going to be your fault.”

At his words, Lee Know’s eyes snap up to Bang Chan’s. The last time Lee Know and I had fought was ages ago. He had been stressed, and in his irritation, he lashed out at you, telling you to just leave him alone. You listened. For far too long. Avoiding him for a full week before he had finally found you and forced you to listen to him, to explain that he had snapped in his irritation, and he wasn’t going trying to get you to actually avoid him. You had broken down to tears, crying in his arms as his eyes filled with guilt. And that was when he had silently vowed to never hurt you that way again.

“I-” Lee Know’s voice falters, but Bang Chan cuts him off. “I’ll go take care of her right now. You can go fix it later.”

Lee Know’s eyes follow Bang Chan’s, and when Bang Chan opens the door to my room gently, he catches a glimpse of my teary face, and he freezes. Without another word, he stands up and makes his way to your room, hovering outside.

His ears catch onto the words. Bang Chan’s voice rings out. “Come on, Y/n, you can do it.”

“I can’t-” your voice comes out in a slight whine, slightly strained as you speak. Lee Know presses his ear closer to the door, his hands clenching at the soft whine that came from you.

“Y/n,” Bang Chan sighs softly. “Come on, you can do it. Just a little more-”

“Chan, please-”

At the words that come out of your mouth, Lee Know barges into the room, his eyes blazing as he focuses on the sight in front of him. You were on your tiptoes, jumping up to try and grab a box on a shelf you couldn’t reach. Right as Lee Know enters, you manage to grab it, and Bang Chan cheers. “You got it!”

He grins, jumping up from where he was sitting on your bed, grabbing your hands and twirling you around as you giggle, dropping the box to the side as he scoops you into his arms. That’s when he freezes, immediately setting you down when he sees Lee Know. Lee Know, whose eyes shift to you, your eyes wide when you see him, immediately shrinking into yourself and subconsciously hiding behind Chan.

“I think… I think Lee Know wants to talk with you,” Bang Chan says gently, although his voice remains firm.

“But-” your voice is cut off by Lee Know, whose voice hisses at Chan. “Go.”

Bang Chan raises an eyebrow at his words, but he doesn’t argue, instead stepping out of the room. When he’s gone, Lee Know closes the door, eyes fixed on you.

“So what? You’re dating Bang Chan now?” he snaps. Your eyes widen at his words, and you take a small step back at his snarl. In your eyes, he seems out of character, his face slightly flushed as he glares at you. In his mind, he can imagine it. The sight of you and Chan, you in his arms, face slightly flushed, the way he would hold you and touch you, your voice breathless as you-

“God, Y/n!” he snaps. You flinch, jumping in surprise at his sudden change of tone. At your flinch, his hands clench into fists, and he makes his way to you, his eyes closing for a second. “Y/n, I…”

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, looking down as he approaches you. “I wasn’t- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you mad-”

“Y/n,” he whispers again. He gently reaches out to you, tilting your chin up as he presses closer to you. “I think- no, I- I know I like you.”

Your eyes widen at his words, breath hitching. “Lee Know- I-”

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, his eyes brimming with tears. “I just- I need- I want you to be mine, okay? Seeing you with Chan- just- I just-”

You press your lips against him, leaning up on your toes to meet them, his hands immediately falling to your waist, eyes closing as he pressed back. His tongue flicked out, hands finding the hem of your shirt as you gasp, pulling away for a second. Quickly locking the bedroom door, he groans softly as you gently push him onto the bed, your knees falling to the ground, him handing you a pillow to make sure they didn’t hurt.

Soon enough,, he’s bare, his arousal throbbing as you look up at him, eyes wide. He lets out a groan, head thrown back as his hips twist slightly in desperation, pre-cum leaking out of him already. Without another word, you take him in your mouth, gagging slightly at his size. Grabbing your hair gently, he guides you, one hand reaching for the length you can’t reach as you continue to suck, tongue laid flat in your mouth.

You let go for a second, gasping as you spit onto him, running your hands over him as he groans softly. Without warning, he pushes your head down onto him again, and you’re taking him in once again, whimpering softly at his length. He grasps your hair tightly, hips thrusting up as you gag, him coming right into you.

Lips wrapped around him, you drag your lips off of him, his eyes wide as he watches you open your mouth, showing him what you had held in your mouth. He taps on your jaws, his breath hitched. “S-Swallow- fuck, Y/n-”

You whimper softly, swallowing it fully before your eyes lock with his, licking his length once more before he loses it, losing his mind as he stands up, grabbing you gently and pushing you onto the bed.

Without another word, his lips are on you, hands finding your thighs and pushing your legs apart. “Y/n. I- Do you want this? Are you sure?”

You swallow, eyes watching him nervously. “I- I’m sure, Lee Know. Please- I- I need you, please-”

At that, he groans, pushing himself into you, his head thrown back for a second before he focuses on you again, watching your face flush, his lips meeting your, falling to your neck as he groans at the feel of you.

“Y/n- you feel so- so perfect, fuck,” he groans, leaving marks on your necks.

You whimper, his length stretching you out perfectly as you begin to reach the high. “L-Lee Know, I’m g-gonna come- c-come-”

And with that, you reach your high, whimpering and whining, moaning his name as he fucks you continuously, overstimulating your body before he finishes in you, gasping as he falls on top of you, body rested on your elbows to stop himself from squashing you.

He lays down next to you, eyes fixed on the ceiling before he speaks softly. “Y/n, you felt… you felt really good.”

You flush slightly, turning to him before snuggling against him. “You too, Lee Know.”

He laughs softly, turning to face you, eyes brightened as he kisses you gently. “This won’t be the last time I’m going to be all over you, Y/n. I’m… I’m going to take you out. And- And make you all your favorite foods and- and I’m going to make you the happiest girl alive.”

You giggle softly in return, smiling sleepily as his arms wrap around you. “And I’ll do my best to make you the happiest man alive.”

“You already did, baby,” he whispers. The two of you continue to talk softly, murmured voices filling the room, unaware that the other members had given up watching the movie, having heard the whole… ordeal.

[staysdelulus]

Stray Kids - Bang Chan [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 11!!

Summary: You and your CEO <3

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, oral (fem!receiving), and more

Word Count: 1644

“There you are.”

You flinch, jumping as your eyes dart up to see Bang Chan waiting, standing impatiently as he glared straight at you. Bang Chan is your boss, him being the formidable CEO of his company, you being his personal secretary, always working at your desk or finding him to organize his busy schedule.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Bang,” you say softly, looking down as his eyes pierced you, baring you down to the soul. “My bus was running late.”

He scoffs slightly, his eyes hardening. “I don’t care. You have a job; get here on time.”

“I understand, Mr. Bang,” you say again. “I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again-”

“You say that every time, Ms. Y/l/n.” Bang Chan’s voice makes your blood run cold, his footsteps echoing on the ground as he comes near you. His head moves down to you, hissing in your ear. “I would suggest you do, Ms. Y/l/n, if you really value this job.”

Without another word, he turns away, stalking away and leaving you behind, standing at your desk shaking. Your eyes move to the clock. 8:06 AM. You were barely late, late by only a few minutes. And also rarely late. In fact, the last time you were late, it was months ago. Late by just a few minutes. And again, Bang Chan had scolded you, hissing in your face and threatening you.

You. You. It was always you. Just you. Others would be late, dipping into the office without a worry, Bang Chan’s eyes glazing over them. But as soon as they caught onto you, seeing you walk into the office, out of breath, he would grow angry, annoyed at the sight of you.

And so, here you were, turning on your computer and quickly getting to work. You could feel your head throbbing slightly, stomach clawing at you for some food. Ignoring the pang in your stomach, you focus on your tasks, eyes flicking over the agenda Bang Chan had sent you.

And as the hours passed, your eyes began to glaze over, eyes blinking wearily as you worked. And worked. And worked. Bang Chan’s scolding had gotten to you. It was easy to see, with the way your usually cheery smile was gone. The softness in your eyes seems to have died into slight hurt.

And Bang Chan sees it. From his office, peering through his glass windows to observe you. Ever so hard-working. Ever so diligent. Skipping your lunch break, hands trembling, eyes wide, glazed so much it almost looked like you were crying.

9 o’clock. On the dot. Your shift was long over, you should’ve been home long ago. Yet here you were. Unaware of the darkening sky, the silence in the office seemingly more deafening than the usual loudness it held.

Bang Chan sighs, standing up and leaving his office. When he sees you. Hand trembling, lower lip caught in your teeth as you continued to work, eye unblinking.

“Why are you still here?” Bang Chan’s voice rings out as he moves to you, your body flinching slightly in surprise.

“Oh, Mr. Bang,” you say, eyes wide. “I finished the reports you were asking for. I also rescheduled the meetings this week to make room for the interviews you wanted to host. As soon as we fill our Marketing Department, I’ll send over the budget for this year, and then we can-”

“Y/n,” his voice is quiet, slightly softened as he looks at you, his eyes unreadable. With a flick of his hand, he turns off your computer. “Did you even eat today?”

You pause, surprised at his question, before flushing, looking down and shaking your head. “N-No.”

“Let’s go eat.”

It’s not a question. Just a command. And that’s when you find yourself in front of Chan, seated down as Chan orders a few dishes, watching you with slight irritation in his eyes. “Do you really need people to take care of you, Y/n? Why would you even skip your meals? You’re just trying to kill yourself, aren’t you?”

You shrink into yourself at his words, looking down at your hands. “I’m not-”

“Just save it,” he suddenly snaps, huffing out in annoyance. Pressing his eyes close for a second, he opens them again to speak. “Just… just eat. Just- whatever.”

And so, the both of you end up eating in silence, his anger seeming to simmer below the surface. When you’re done eating, he stands up silently, paying at the counter before grabbing your upper arm and pulling you with him without another word, practically pushing you into his car before he slams the door shut.

The drive is silent, his hands clenched on the steering wheel tightly before he arrives at your apartment building. “Get out.”

“M-Mr. Bang-”

“I said, get out,” he snarls, slamming his fists onto the steering wheel. You jump slightly, mouth parted as you stare at him, lips trembling. His voice rises into an angry shout, eyes fixed on yours. “GET OUT!”

Without another word, you leave the car, tears welled in your eyes as you whimper softly. His heart clenches, his hand reaching out for a second. “Y/n-”

But you’re already gone. Bang Chan closes his eyes, clenching his fists as they shake, a lump in his throat. He could feel it, the tears that were pooling just under his eyelids, his hands shaking as his body slumped forward, forehead against the steering wheel.

The sight of the feat in your eyes, so different from your usual cheery self killed him. You were always shy, shying away from the spotlight, taking whatever scolding he had for you as he huffed angrily each time.

And now, he had finally lost his mind, hadn’t he? Yelling at you like it was your fault you felt the way you did. Without another word, he gets out of his car, running into the apartment building before he knocks on the door quickly.

You open it, and his heart clenches. Crying. Eyes slightly red as tear tracks ran down your cheeks. Without another word, Bang Chan steps in, kicking off his shoes as he cups your face, his forehead falling against yours. “Y/n- I’m sorry- I-”

His voice catches, and he pulls you into his arms, groaning heavily as he inhales your scent. Fuck. This felt good. This felt right.

And in that moment, he wanted nothing but you. And so, he pulled back, hand intertwining with yours as his eyes searched yours. Leaning closer, his lips found yours.

Soft. Sweet. Tentative. Your lips were so sweet, a taste of the food lingering on your tongue as he gently seeked entrance, hands finding your waist as you whimpered against his touch. He wasn’t supposed to do this. He was your boss, yet somehow this just felt right. And so, there he was, holding you as his, kissing you so desperately it was like he had been starved of human touch for years.

As the kiss grows, his desperation seems to as well. His hands find yours, a small groan coming from his lips as he gasps softly, hands reaching for his tie and pulling it off. The both of your hands clash, him finding your clothes as you did his, pulling each other bare.

“Y/n,” he whispers, eyes wide as he stares at you. You swallow nervously, chewing your lower lip as you lead him to the bedroom.

He groans softly, pushing you down onto the bed and spreading your legs apart, kissing the inner thigh before he laps at your entrance, your knees buckling at his force. “Ch-Ch-Chan-”

“Say it again,” he gasps, voice raspy as he thrusts his tongue into you. Just the taste of you drove him crazy, your senses overwhelmed as his hands intertwined with yours. As you continue to cry out his name, he gently moves over you, pushing your hands above your head, holding your wrists down with one hand.

“Stop me,” Chan whispers, kissing your lips as he groans softly, his arousal pushing into you ever so slightly. “Stop me now. Or I won’t be able to stop.”

When you only whimper in response, he thrusts into you, hips moving at a slow and languid pace as you cry out, begging for more. Feeling himself deep in you, his cock buried like you were his home.

He doesn’t stop. He just keeps on moving. Fucking you harder as your body bounced on the bed, his lips falling to suck on your breasts, whining at the taste of you, you, you.

“Ch-Chan- going to- to- to come-”

“Fuck, Y/n,” he grits out through his teeth. “Y-You can’t just say that- fuck- come- come for me, baby- fuck-”

You clench around him, squirming desperately at his words before you reach your high, his hips still thrusting in and out of you as he chases his own. And when he does, he pulls out, cock aimed over your body as his warmth shoots over your body, you crying out at the sudden emptiness.

“Chan…” your voice is breathless, eyes wide as if you had just suddenly realized what had just happened.

Afraid. Afraid that he would just pull away and go back to being the cold CEO he was before.

“Y/n.” His voice is soft, his hand cupping your cheek as he gently lays besides you. Eyes soft. Hands gentle. Voice tender. “It’s okay.”

Your lips tremble, almost relieved as his heart clenches. Kissing your temple, he exhales slowly. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I-”

His voice catches, but he doesn’t care. Not when you’re besides him, fucked out yet still so beautiful. It didn’t matter that he was your employer. He just wanted to bask in this feeling. The worries of having a work relationship…

That could be saved for tomorrow.

[staysdelulus]

Stray Kids - Jeongin [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 10!!

Summary: smut w/o plot

Warnings: fem!reader, oral (fem!receiving), pinv, no protection, and more!!

Word Count: 566

“Mm, baby.” Jeongin groans softly from between your legs, nose buried deep into you. You whimper softly as you gasp, hips bucking up against him. His larger hands hold your thighs down, growling softly as his breath fans over your throbbing pussy. “Don’t move, baby. Sh…”

You whimper softly as he tightens his grip on you, eyes lifting to meet yours. “J-Jeongin, p-please- n-need your fin-fingers i-in me, p-please-”

He groans softly at your words, grinning softly at your words. “Yeah, baby? Want my fingers in you, hm?”

“J-Jeongin- b-b-baby, p-please,” you whimper, sniffling in desperation. “P-Please-”

“Sh, sh,” he shushes gently, kissing your clit. When your legs begin to shake, he sucks on your clit, groaning at the feel of your thighs tightening around him. His fingers dip into your already slick pussy, thrusting in and out of you as you clench around his fingers, eyes widening as you move your hand to his head, whimpering as you cry out.

His fingers were long and thick, his hands thrusting in and out of you as he stretched you out, groaning softly at the feel of you around him. He sucks harder on your clit, your body squirming as your high approaches. Before you can reach it, he removes his fingers, his lips glistening as he moves up, pressing his lips against yours firmly.

Whimpering at the taste of yourself on him, you whine as his hands grope your sides, his hardened self rubbing against your entrance, tip thrusting in and out softly before he finally pushes in all the way.

Even with his fingers having already stretched you out, it was still a stretch, your eyes wide as your whimper again, gasping as his lips left yours to attack your neck, sucking on the skin softly as they trailed over your body.

“F-Fuck, baby, you feel so g-good,” he gasps, pushing harder into you.

Before you could even reply, he angles himself upwards, thrusting in hard.

“Jeongin-!” Your voice cuts off at the feel of him hitting your g-spot, your legs tightening around his waist as he pushes you down further against the bed. He fucks your harder, head thrown back as his hips roll faster and faster.

“Come- fuck- come for me, baby,” Jeongin manages to rasp, groaning as his eyes fall to you, his cock twitching deep in you at the sight of your flushed face, your face sweaty and hair messy over your face. “Baby, I want to- fuck- hear you s-scream m-my name-”

You whimper at his words, eyes widening as your hands fly up to his arms, desperately pulling him towards you as he kisses you, whining softly against his lips. As his hips thrust into you harshly once more, you come, unraveling the knot in your core as you cry out his name, his body shaking with yours as he pulls you into his arms, the both of you reaching your peak together.

Not pulling out yet, he rolls the both of you onto your side, closing his eyes as he licks his lips clean before kissing your forehead, both of you breathing heavily.

“I love you, Y/n,” he whispers, gently stroking your hair. “Love you so, so much.”

“I love you t-too,” you murmur back, pressing a kiss to his chest.

He hums softly in reply, nuzzling his nose against your hair as you finally fall asleep.

[staysdelulus]

Stray Kids - Seungmin [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 9!!

Summary: After visiting you boyfriend in the studio, you find Seungmin not hungry for the food you brought, but for you.

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, clit stimulation, sex in the studio-, and more!!

Word Count: 636

“Minnie?” you call out softly.

“I’m here!”

Seungmin’s voice rings out from behind the studio, and you quickly make your way there. Smiling softly at you, he pulls you into a hug, pressing a kiss against your temple before he pulls away lightly. “Y/n, did you bring me lunch?”

His eyes zero in on the bag in your hands, softening at the sight of it. “You didn’t have to do that, baby.”

You just smile, pushing it to the side before gently kissing him. “I know, Minnie. But I needed an excuse to see you.”

He chuckles softly, pulling you in for another kiss, hands holding your waist gently. You tense as the innocence of his touch quickly turns into something… else.

His hands run down to your hips, turning you around and pulling you against his chest as one hand moves down to cup you between your legs, rubbing you gently through your pants. Whimpering softly, you move back against him, hips grinding against his.

He pushes you against the studio wall, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head gently to the side, kissing your neck as his other hand pulls down your pants before freeing himself. Gasping, he pushes himself in you, a little bit at a time, teasing you softly as you cry out, hands fisted and pushed against the wall. After freeing the two of you, his hand moves around you, holding your stomach flat-handed, as he finally pushes into you all the way.

“M-Minnie-” your voice falters as you whimper at the sensation, his head thrown back as he cries out in pleasure. “Y/n, fuck, I c-can feel myself in you- I can- fuck- feel- f-feel myself-”

Whining softly, you press your hips back further against him, whining as you speak. “M-Minnie- please- c-can’t-”

Seungmin only grunts, pushing into you harder as he picks up the speed of his thrusts, lips latching onto your neck again as he pushes himself into you, already feeling himself getting close. You wiggle your hips, sniffling at the overwhelming pleasure as you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Y/n,” he murmurs against your skin, goosebumps rising on your skin at the sensation. “Y/n, you feel so good- Y/n- Y/n, feel it- fuck-”

His hand finds yours, covering yours and pulling it back to your stomach. “M-Minnie-”

You whine when you feel the slight bulge on the expanse of your stomach, your eyes widening as you cry out, suddenly feeling him deeper in you. Buried in you.

“Feel it- stay there,” Seungmin grits out the words, groaning as his hand travels down, your lips parting as the side of your head falls against the wall. Finding your clit, he begins to rub it hard, overstimulating your nerves as your knees buckle, the weight of his body pressing on yours against the wall being the only thing holding you up.

With a cry, your orgasm rushes through you, painfully pleasurable as you cry out, him pushing deeply into you as he comes as well.

He pulls out of you, your legs giving out. Seungmin quickly holds you up by the arms, pressing you against him as he grabs the chair in the studio. Sitting down, he pulls you onto his lap, chest heaving as he buries his face in your shoulder. “Y/n, fuck, baby… You felt so good.”

You whine softly, holding onto him tightly as you feel his cum dripping out of you. “S-Seungmin, gonna get your pants s-s-stained-”

“I don’t care,” Seungmin says quietly, holding you tight against him. “Everyone can see it then. I’m yours and you’re mine.”

Pressing a kiss against your shoulder softly, he pulls you against him again, letting your body relax from the exertion that neither of you had expected to come.

[staysdelulus]

Stray Kids - Felix [MDNI!!]

Kinktober Day 8!!

Summary: After a long day of work, Felix finds you in his favorite lingerie of yours.

Warnings: fem!reader, pinv, no protection, nipple and clit stimulation, edging/teasing, and more

Word Count: 605

Be prepared for when I’m home.

That was the only text message Felix had sent you before he left work, having finished a long day at the company after hours of learning dance choreography. And now, you were pacing back and forth, wearing Felix’s favorite lingerie of yours. It had slits over your nipples, the hardened tips making your skin rise with goosebumps. It was made of mesh, the skirt fluffed around your hips, the built in panties also having a slit to provide access to your already slick pussy.

Just then, Felix comes home, his eyes widening at the sight of you. He could never get enough of this. Of you. “Fuck, Y/n.”

He drops his bags down, not bothering to put away his things properly before he’s already on you, lips catching onto yours. “Fuck, baby. You look so- fuck- hot-”

You whimper as his fingers begin to rub your nipples, tightened pants rubbing against your open crotch. Grinning against his lips, he finds the nearest table, which happens to be the kitchen counter. Groaning softly, he pushes you over it, slapping your bottom before he soothes the sting, you whimpering softly.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispers softly, bending over on top of you and kissing your temple. “I just love seeing you, baby.”

He pushes up the skirt, grinning when he sees you already ready for him. Freeing himself, he strokes his hardened self against your slit, groaning softly as he just pushes in just the tip, pulling back out and continuing to tease you.

Whimpering against softly, you cry out, his voice hoarse as he edges you continuously. “L-Lixie, p-please-”

He just gently shushes you, finally pushing into you all the way, you crying out softly with satisfaction as your hands are splayed out, fingertips clenching the surface. “Lix- Lix, Lix, Lix please- I can’t-”

He reaches under you, cupping your breasts as his lips latch onto the soft expanse of your neck, fucking you from behind as his hips roll back and forth, going harder and harder. “F-Fuck, Y/n-”

“C-Can’t take i-it anymore, please- please-”

“Yes, you can take it,” Felix growls in your ears, continuing to pound into you. “Take it, baby, take- fuck- take it.”

A hand removes itself from your breast, going down to your clit and rubbing it harshly as you clench around his core, whimpering as he encourages you to reach your high. “Baby, come on- fuck- please. Come for me, come- fuck- for me- please-”

You do, your mind fuzzy as your eyes widen, dizzy from pleasure as you shake against the kitchen tabletop, long warm from the combination from both of your body heat. He comes right after, his cum dripping out of you, leaking and dripping down to your thighs and legs, the sight of you still in that lingerie…

He gently pulls out, utterly exhausted as he gets up, supporting you, your legs weakened as your knees threaten to buckle.

“I love you, baby,” he whispers, leading you to the bedroom and sitting you down. He continues to chatter softly with you, cleaning you up and then himself before laying down on the bed, gathering you in his arms.

He cuddles you, wanting to stare into your face as you giggle softly, chewing your lower lip nervously, eyes shining. Without another word, he kisses your forehead, nuzzling your head against his chest before he murmurs again. “Go to bed, baby. Sleep, hm? I’m right here.”

With a nod, you drift off to bed, eyes closing as you yawn softly, breath fanning over his skin as you finally fall asleep.