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Are the things you say a cry for attention or just my attention? Honestly, I'm going to start asking around.

“depends, are you going to spank me if you get the real answers?” he sighed, staring at his phone, the sparkling pink glitter stickers he stuck on the back of it were starting to peel off from all his mistreatment. “i can get with the daddy kink, daddy, since you want me to cry n all for your attention, but that’s going to cost ya. ”

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Top five people on your to do list? ;)

“@yoori-sgn​, @sgnchanyeol​, @sgnlogan, @sangjunsgn, @sgnserena,” he puts down fingers as he counts them off in no particular order. “though, i think yoori is spoken for, she’s fine as hell, --i want to do her makeup, and then ruin it, simultaneously i want her to step on me, is she listening? i hope so,” he sighs wistfully, hand in his palms as he thinks of just that, how blessed would his life be if she did? “though i want to keep my thoughts on chanyeol a secret, all mine, never share, but you know he just, looks like he’s into some really dirty shit, like some, candle wax, nipple clamp shit,--like those big doe eyes, totally a cop out, he can do homework on top of me all he wants, i wouldn’t complain, would you? though, i’m going to have to start throwing hands at some snitches, that golden boy is too popular, i don’t think he realizes it either, he’s surrounded, i’m irritated,” another sigh, he wondered how flustered he’d have to make him for his potential to shine through, like a medal of some sort, they just needed to be polished, he could accomplish that with a little spit, right? “and if you have to ask about logan, all i have to say is, dance practice? it’s perfect with a little foreign spice, --i should stop talking about dance though, it’s risky, the teacher there is kind of a killjoy, especially if you start stripping, unfair , 100% it’s hot, no a.c., only pain,” he takes a sip of water, quite thirsty and feeling the heat after having touched on it a bit. “sanjgun? mysterious, smart, hot. serena? i’d heard a rumor or two, i’d like to search her floodgates for just one night, her eye roll? fantastic, gives me butterflies, if butterflies were symbolism for a nut , oof, pretend i didn’t say that, i’m like buttered toast right now, high and hard to swallow.”

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if you had to choose between your brother and aera, who would it be?

“aera,--was that a question? i honestly can’t tell. my brother would choose a cold slice of pizza over me that’s for sure,” he doesn’t even laugh this time, he’s completely serious, daejoon has done it, more than once. “ it’s a twin thing, i’d do the same for less, but aera is my heart and her parading around italy like a bad bitch right now without me? it makes me want to go streaking for the same level of excitement, i’m bored.”

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sgnxriya replied to your post: spit or swallow?

“I know way too much about you and your sex life.”

“i’d like to hear what you think you know, please, tell me professor, who’s been snitchin’.”

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if you could date whoever you wanted but you had to go completely clean, would you do it?

“i’m going to have to say,” he paused, thinking about how badly being away from the important people in his life had affected him up until this point, and how he simply craved a bit of substance in his life-- not that he needed or depended on it, but he couldn’t imagine going clean house right now. “no, dating doesn’t always mean that you’re the first and last choice, or that you’ll be happy doing it, so, what kind of happiness or love would you choose? the one that is always consistent, or the kind that expires?”

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spit or swallow?

“hmm, food wise? whatever it is no-matter what it is, I’ll spit if it’s nasty,” he found himself frowning at the thought of the amount of horrendous things his older brother made him consume just last month alone, felt his gut churn even. “but, If it’s something else, definitely swallow. when it comes to that sort of thing, i really don’t see the appeal in spit for an answer. i have to admit i’m proud of my skills, and i’’m elated to be complimented like that,” he sighed, knowing too many people have lied about enjoying the taste of pussy even,  they were frauds, couldn’t trust ‘em as far as he could throw ‘em, but this one was just a given, if you hated it you just weren’t doing your job right. 

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( 여기요 :@sgnsoryong;

He paused mid-whine, --they looked so identical in the right light ( all light ) he’d almost thought he was being tricked, but as he walked closer, he could see everything that screamed that mistake so quickly. Even so he leaned on the desk with both arms flat out jostling the huge stack of papers and flattened his cheek on the desk soon after , voice muffled as he spoke. “I didn’t come for the leash, even though i very much would like one,” and he eyes looked at him expectantly, as if he’d pull one right out of his desk drawer for him to collect, but that was just a pipe dream. “--this time, i’ll let you off the hook for not providing one, i thought you loved me more than this , i gave you an apple pie last wednesday when i sat in on your class to see if i could handle at least the international part of international law---hate it, at least provide me with, a little bribing, that would be the perfect bribe, a leash,” he sighs, wiggling his butt in the air like he was the one with the tail and slid off the desk and into the hard chair behind him with a grunt any further left and he would have been on the floor. “but i did come in here, hoping to see your brother, or at least find out where he’s been hiding, he’s really good at hiding --shook some chips, didn’t work.” the look of disappointment on his face was real.

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sgndaeryong‌:

For one, they’re shitty but now they’re spicy and shitty so there’s that. (’ sits back in his chair with his feet swerving the chair from left to right idly. ) I have a specific connection somewhere in the city that supplies me. If you’re interested, I might be willing to set up some kind of an arrangement. They’re pretty particular with their clientele but I can’t stand knowing I have a student eating shit chips. (’ his words were said in a very serious tone, though his expression showed his playful nature hidden away from the other.) If there are two things I’m proud of it’s my age and my dick. (’ probably something that shouldn’t be said to a student. This call isn’t being recorded is it?) …but I digress. Age is important. If you were in court with me, you would know. (’ reaching over to take a drink from his open water bottle. )  That’s the life of an adult. Try not to grow up. You’re going to hate it. (’ his eyes look up to the ceiling, squinting at the light and trying not to expose the amused smile on his voice through his voice ) What gave you the impression that I enjoy it, huh? (’ a mild smirk on his face though considering he had let the conversation run this long it had to have some truth to it. ) What I like is hearing you pant because you’re actually working hard in practice– but also, you’re not telling me strange things because you’re too busy trying to breathe. I like that the most. 

( `taejoon nearly falls off the couch with that one, completely unexpecting one of his favorite snacks to be called shitty, just like that. ) excuse me, but xxxtra flaming hot cheetos deserves an emmy for both tasting like a dream and a nightmare at the same time.   ( ` he states, his voice rather matter-of-factly, but it cracks somewhere in the middle, his laughter slipping through. taejoon wipes the wetness that had pricked his eyes with his thumb, sniffling a bit and the ruffling on his side of the line proves that the march to the fridge for that drink was a difficult painful one filled with the ache of held in laughter. ), but i refuse to do only adult things, or only childish things, i want to ( ‘ he hums, opening the fridge, scans the cold chocolate left from valentines day, the equally cold slices of half eaten pizza, half drank bottle of orange juice no pulp, and the several capri-suns that fell to the bottom of the fridge alongside the hard cider and several peach toktoks he drank without remourse. ) be somewhere in the middle.

( ‘ he plucks one of the three bottles of hard cider, the one still sweating with chill on it and rolls the lid in the center of his palm to take it off, giving it a quick swirl just to have it bubble and foam over, a product of too many bar tricks up his sleeve when he has to sip it quickly as it spills down his chin. ) and i can tell you enjoy it because you haven’t hung up, the phone. ( ‘ taejoon licks his lips, brushing his arm over his face to dry it quickly and snuggles up against the huge bear that aera had won for him on the other end of the couch. he settled the beer between his thighs as he got comfortable a shivered a bit --the dew from his shower making his clothes stick in awkward places that he needs to adjust to keep his balls from chafing. )  the only thing i got from that is you want me breathless, and that can be accomplished in other ways besides dance. (’ and he thumbs at the bottom of his lip, his breath hitching softly in his throat as he gives him a taste of the velvet in his voice, a gentle sultry almost whiny tone he gives pretty girls when he’s just about to nut and ruin their makeup just because. ) like,  i enjoyed being on top of your desk last time, (’ he sighed, lips drawing into a pout in the moment of silence as he remembered the hard wood of it against his hips and then being uprooted so easily, ) 

i wish you let me stay, i’d of been a good boy i promise. ( ‘ it was a lie he knew the lawyer in them would pick up so easily, but he hoped he was in the mood to play a little longer. just as much as taejoon thought the professor enjoyed his voice, theirs was something between a candy or fine wine, and he loved its flavour. ) you remember picking me up, right?  hiding me under your desk while you grade your papers would have been so easy dontcha think? so, ( ‘he pressed the rim of the cider against his lips, carbonation sparkling against his lips begging him to give it a proper taste. ) if i held my mouth open for your cock, would you give it to me? ( ‘ and he pressed his tongue to the glass and tilted, a mouthful of sharp apple prickle his taste buds and settling at the back of his throat as he took a long sip. ) 

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sgnchanyeol‌:

          bewilderment is an understatement for this encounter, from start to end, and chanyeol’s eyes might as well fall out by now. there’s not a single question or claim taejoon makes that chanyeol can make sense of or think of a proper response to. it happens so rarely, that someone genuinely renders him speechless and to such an extent, even after a minute, he feels as if he can’t wrap his mind around everything being said. his body reacts before he can, cheeks flushed, heat gathering in the tips of his ears, and mouth slightly agape before he swallows thickly, trying to compose himself because is this real? helio being called a book club is funny enough on his own but everything else flusters chanyeol to no end. has anyone ever been this bold with him? this blunt? when they last spoke, he thought it was a fluke, a dare, a joke to flirt with the golden boy and see his reaction. this time, chanyeol can’t say that for certain, not when a phone number is written so brightly on his arm, hand still in taejoon’s as his eyes continue to widen. “ i   —   ” fucking hell, what does he say? where does he even begin to start? “ i, uh, ” wetting his lips, he lets out a nervous chuckle, head tilting as he thinks this is the quickest someone has disarmed him like this, his entire facade crumbling at a crude offer. “ i’m, most people don’t assume other people’s sexuality, right? is that a thing? ”

oh, he’s so cute, so insanely fucking cute. taejoon already got this far and he refused to stop now, not that he ever had any intentions of doing so anyway. he simply adored just how responsive chanyeol was to his advances, and if he were this flustered just talking about a dick suck, taejoon could only imagine the things he could coax out of him when he put his mouth just where he wanted it. “am i wrong? you’re free to correct me any time,” he clicks his glitter pen once, running his thumb along the white letters on the side of it.“i’m not against being wrong from time to time, if it gets me close to someone like you,” taejoon laces his fingers with chanyeol’s like it’s something they do on the norm. he enjoys the weight of it, the subtle differences between their hands from how slender his own fingers were to how wide chanyeol’s palm really was. he rubbed gentle circles into the side of it and felt excitement stir inside of him.  “well, you’re not going to pass on a free blowjob are you, afterall--” and before chanyeol could pull him away or deny him the intimacy of just how close they were, he closed what little space was between them and stood on his tippy toes to whisper against his ear. “i’m pretty good with my tongue,” it was clearly an understatement, he was fucking fantastic. “so, call me.” 

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“the cutest mochi!” ♡ baekhyun’s ig live, 200320

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he thinks it's hard to miss the other passing by and so chanyeol can't resist, curiosity still lingering from their last encounter. " hey! uh, remember me? " course he does, chanyeol. great question, tsk. " helio is planning an event soon, interested in going? are you in a social club yet? we're always looking for new members. "

“are you,-” he pauses, staring at chanyeol–really, what was new there, but again he’s unsure what the other was thinking. taejoon could never really read his face like he could so many others who wore their heart on their sleeves, but chanyeol? he just looked, really fucking adorable. “are you asking to hook up, or do you really want me, to join your book club?,” he teased, a smile pushing at the corners of his lips. “i’ll go, i left my phone back at the dorm though,” he reaches in his bag, shuffling around for a minute, past his phone and circling his hand around a pen, the same sparkly pink pen he’d used to write out at least twenty different valentines day post cards for him a couple weeks ago. “but you can take my number and text me which house, i’ll come only for you, who-ever you are,” he reached for chanyeol’s palm and held it finally in his hand before writing in huge curly font his number, plain as day across his forearm. “i guess don’t shower if you want your dick sucked or whatever,” he let go just to shrug, tongue peeking back at the other from between his teeth in an playful smile. “straight boy.” 

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( 여기요 : @sgndaeryong  ;

taejoon. ( ‘ pinches the bridge of his nose as he expels an exasperated sigh into the phone. he rested his elbows on his desk and rested the side of his head on his knuckles as he stared off towards his office window. he had the phone pressed to his other ear. ) i know it’s you. if this is your idea of flirting, i think you’re several years too young for me. i prefer spicy sweet chili doritos and ice-cold beer. if you can manage that, maybe i’ll consider seeing you as a man. i don’t feel like fighting a pedophile accusation case in court because a 3-year-old decided to come on to me. ( ‘ a small click of his tongue and a brief laugh filters through the phone. ) why are you calling me this late? how did you know i would be here? amm i being too obvious now? 

( taejoon pushes his fingers through his mop of black hair, pouting at his phone like it itself had just commited a crime just from the level of irritation in that sigh. he wasn’t that bad, -- he thought his jokes were funny and if anything, they should be appreciated more at this time of night.) what do you have against flaming cheetos? and didn’t they stop making those doritos ages ago? ( ‘ he stresses, shifting if only to roll onto his stomach, his sleepy voice filtering through.) plus, you calling me too young is only defining your own age. it should be like a, don’t mention mine, i won’t mention yours kinda sitchy right? (’ he paused, trying to think of an example )  --like dick sizes, everyone sees ‘em in the stalls, but we just don’t talk about it. ( ‘ momentarily he wonders if he really has any beer left after all, the thought forcing him to look toward his mini-fridge in curiousity. )  you’re always working teach--you cram just like the rest of us, just thought you’d enjoy hearing my voice, ‘c’mon you like it, admit it already 

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                             ❝                                 show me you’re shameless, 

                                               write it on my neck why don’t ya, 

                                  and i won’t erase it.                          ❞

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( 여기요 : @sgn-kaelan ;

« ⁹⁷ᵇᵇʸ  »   taejoon smiled, brushing fingers through his fading pink hair. his bangs splay across his forehead in messy layers, and he knew he’d have to have aera cut them for him again, already grown out too long that playing in his hair had become a habit. “unoriginal, i know- honestly, i’m no good at those sorts of things, but i am really glad you mentioned something simple like cookies otherwise, hhmpf, i don’t know~,” he shook his head thinking of how the conversation would have played out if he were any worse at chatting up attractive men. “ i might’ve had to actually come at you from a different angle,” he shifted a bit on his heels, his hands now finding their way into the pocket of his jeans.

 “i’m arden, resident cookie connoisseur around these parts, i know the perfect place,” he waits to learn the others name, and chews on the inside of his cheek, trying to actually think of a place on or off campus that would be within walking distance in the least if he’d had the ability to live up to his promise. if he were honest, he’d normally get one of his sweets fix from a food truck that sold warm cookies of all kinds, but they didn’t open until most people were asleep and the insomniacs roamed around after dark plus those kind of trucks only frequented near the schools in honolulu. taejoon seemed to always be at a disadvantage when it came to remembering all the places seongnam had to offer, well his dorm room was another option, baking amongst other things were his specialty.  “what are other things you like?”

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