#'u don't wanna celebrate with alcohol? you're no fun go away'

[ndostairlyrium]

We did it Carla, you got avenged!

[chiptaylorsfirst]

ur writing is so good

id like to request a dom Kai Anderson smut with spit kink, he caught you with another man in the cult making out and wants to make sure only his spit is in ur mouth am I wrong for this

thank u

“A/N: First off, thank you for the compliment. Secondly, of course I can write this. And no, you're not wrong for this, at least I don't think so. It's normal to have things you want to read and like. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this.

Word Count: 2,129

Pairing: dom!Kai Anderson x sub!cult!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, spit kink, jealousy, oral sex (male receiving), fingering

Summary: You've been invited to a party and you enjoy yourself a little too much, so much to where a certain someone decides to give you a better time and a lesson all in one.

You had just been invited to a party as a celebration of the new year and the achievements the cult has made. You made sure that you looked perfect, throwing on a sexy, short black dress that left little to the imagination. Your plans were pretty clear when you got there. You were expecting to get drunk, sleep with someone hot, and forget all of your serious problems.

Your Dress

You checked yourself out in the mirror of your bathroom, throwing your purse over your shoulder and grabbing your keys as you walked out of your home. You locked your door and focused yourself on the task of arriving the Anderson household. When you were finally there and parked your car decent enough not to be in anyone's way, you got out, shut the door, and locked your car.

When you walked into the house, you saw people everywhere, drinking, kissing, talking, having all the fun that you imagined. You made your way to your best friend, Winter. "Hey, Y/N. I'm glad you could make it here safely." You hugged her and smiled. “Yeah, I’m surprised there wasn’t much traffic but I guess that’s normal for the town. You see anyone new, any cute people?” She shook her head. “You know it’s pretty hard to find hot people at a cult.”

You laughed at that. “You know I can always find someone. I’ll see what I can see.” You started to walk away, looking back at her as she chuckled. “Have fun on your mission,” she called out. As you looked around the party, you settled on this brown haired tall guy. He had hazel eyes and looked like someone you could take to your parents. You settled on him and figured he’d do well for your cause.

You walked to him and tapped his shoulder. “Hey, I’m Y/N.” He turned to look at you. “Oh, I’ve seen you at meetings and stuff. Yeah, I remember you. My name’s Lark.” It didn’t take long before you two started a conversation and you successfully made him like you. The next thing you knew, his lips were on yours and you felt as if someone was staring at you. Your arms wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss and you tasted alcohol on his tongue. Out of the corner of your eye, you could make out what you assumed to be Kai’s figure. 

He was staring at the two of you, enraged at the sight. You’d of course known who Kai was and he seemed to have this weird way of flirting with you whenever he saw you. You didn’t understand how he was so charismatic but there was something about him that made you like him. When the kiss between you and Lark broke, he started to kiss your neck. “Wanna go to another room where there aren’t as many people maybe,” he asked in between his kisses.

You turned around but you didn’t see Kai at all. It gave you a strange chill down your spine. “Actually, can you just wait for me outside and I meet you there?” “Yeah, sure.” You watched the brown haired man walk away and started searching for Kai. “I’m right here,” you heard his voice behind you. “Kai,” you gasped out, startled by him. He smirked. “You were looking for me.” You sighed as you looked at him. “Why were you staring at me kissing another guy?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe because I like you.” You rolled your eyes at him. “Kai, I don’t want to deal with any of your weird riddle theoretic bullshit.” He moved closer to you. “This isn’t a riddle. I’m serious. I don’t like the fact that you let a stranger tongue kiss you.” You scoffed. “Well Kai, you’re not my father and I can make my own decisions. Besides, Lark’s waiting for me outside so I should be going.” 

“You’re not gonna leave. You’re gonna go to my room and I’m gonna fuck you there.” You were in denial of what you heard and tried to pretend Kai didn’t say those words. It wasn’t like you didn’t like him. You did. He was so hot and you liked how aggressive he could be. You just didn’t want to mess with your best friend’s brother. It was wrong on so many levels to you. You knew you didn’t really have any morals left considering you’d joined a cult that murdered people but you believed in trying to at least keep the ones you had left.

As you were in deep thought, you realized that this day would come eventually and you couldn’t run away from the attraction you had to Kai, Winter’s crazed brother. You sighed, looking him into his deep chocolate brown eyes. “I’ll meet you in your room but I have to at least apologize to Lark. He’s outside waiting.” Kai rolled his eyes. “You care about people too much. You know that brings weakness.” 

“I know, Kai. I’m working on it. Just please wait for me, okay? It’ll only take a minute.” Kai reluctantly walked away from you, allowing you to go outside to speak with Lark and tell him you wouldn’t be hanging out with him outside. When you finished speaking with him, he only gave you a nod of his head, obviously disappointed that he’d wasted his time. You went back inside, walking to Kai’s room and knocking on the door. “Kai.” The door opened as soon as you spoke his name and he locked it just as quickly behind you.

“Y/N, I told you you’d come here. You’re so predictable,” he taunted. “I guess that means you like predictable women then, Kai. You’re the one who gets jealous from a person living and getting kissed by someone who isn’t you because the world revolves around you, right?” He walked towards you and grabbed you. 

You couldn’t even speak one word to argue against him. As soon as you started to say anything, his lips pressed against yours. He shamelessly moaned into your mouth as the two of you kissed. Your heart fluttered as you kissed him. The kiss broke and you heard him sigh. “I’m not jealous of him kissing you per se. You let his spit in your mouth. That’s my job. You know that.” You thought hard to figure out what he was talking about and then you remembered the one time that you and Kai were ever extremely close to one another. 

One Month Ago

“Tell me one of your secrets that you do your best to hide and try your best not to admit, I mean the one secret that feels like it eats you inside and out every single day,” Kai said from across you, his pinky finger linked with yours. “I don’t really have many secrets but I have a big crush on you and I really want to date you but I can’t. Winter is my best friend and I have morals that I have to keep. I’d feel like I betrayed her if I didn’t stay true to at least that bit of loyalty to her.” He looked at you for a moment, his eyes looking into yours as if he were searching for something. “Get up.” You did as he asked and he kissed you. The next thing he did after kissing you strangely turned you on. “Open your mouth for me.” 

You looked at him nervously. “Why?” “Just do it.” You reluctantly did as he asked and he spit in your mouth. “Swallow.” You did as he asked and he smiled. “You’re so obedient, so compliant.” He kissed you again and before the two of you could start to do anything serious, you heard a knock on the door. “Kai,” Winter called. “I have something I need to tell you. It’s very important.” He kissed your forehead before letting out a sigh. “I’m never gonna forget about this and we will pick up where we left off.”

Present

You swore you thought Kai was lying when he said that to you. You thought he just said that you’d continue this relationship to give you false hope or to use one of his weird manipulation tactics. But now you knew that he definitely liked you and wanted to continue what you were doing last month. He just hadn’t had the right opportunity yet. “Don’t tell me you forgot.” You looked at him and nodded your head. 

“Awe, I’m sad. You did forget,” he said mockingly. “You can make it up to me. Get on your knees.” You didn’t know why but you immediately did as he asked as if it were second nature. You didn’t bother to look up, the sound of his zipper enough to let you know exactly what was happening. “Put your pretty mouth to use for me and don’t tease.” You did what he said, opening your mouth and enjoying the weight of his cock. You first licked the pre cum, moaning around his length and enjoying his taste before sucking and bobbing your head. 

Soft groans were pulled from his lips, causing you to clench your thighs at the sight of him. He grabbed you by your hair until you were all the way down at the base. You tried your best to get just a fragment of oxygen but failed, choking on his length and gasping for air when he released you. “You look pretty when you choke on my cock. Get on the bed so I can teach you a lesson.” You got on the bed, watching as he approached you. He got in the bed and laid beside you, his hand gradually going into your dress just enough to remove your soaked panties and throw them onto the floor. 

You felt 2 of his fingers going inside of you and curling. He moved a little, propping himself up on one of his elbows and watching you. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” You didn’t answer, biting your lip when you felt him go deeper. “Answer me or you’re not going to cum at all tonight.” “Fuck, y-yes, Kai, yes.” He smirked as he continued, finding the place that made you lose your mind and watching you squirm around the bed. When you were the closest to your high and you could feel the knot in your stomach breaking, he removed his fingers. “Kai,” you whined. “That’s how it felt for me to watch you when you kissed that fucking piece of shit of a man.”“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise.” 

He turned over on top of you, lifted the skirts of your dress, and lined himself up with your entrance. “I know you won’t because you won’t get another chance to.” You felt him slip inside you and sucked in a breath of air, trying hard to adjust to the stretch. “So you’re gonna kill me?” He bottomed out before slipping himself fully inside of you. “No, you’re not gonna do it again because you’ll think about this day again and again and how nothing will compare to me.”He started quick and deep strokes. “That mm, sounds so, fuck, conceited,” you moaned out. He placed his face near yours until his mouth was close to your ear. “You fucking love it.” You wrapped your arms around him and you kissed him. 

“Yes, Kai. I do.” He took his opportunity to spit in your mouth as you moaned. You swallowed it, reaching your peak at the feeling of him pounding into you harder. You scratched his back and his hand covered your mouth in an attempt to silence them. You could feel that he was getting close as he continued, his thrusts getting sloppy and his cock twitching inside of you.You arched into him, feeling him bite on your shoulder as his cum spilled inside of you. He then made sure the two of you came down from your highs, gently fucking you and using a slow pace. When he pulled out, he looked you up and down and smiled. 

“What is it, Kai?” “Look at your thighs.” You looked down to see his cum dripping out from you. “My bathroom is right there,” he said, pointing to a bathroom that had been in the far left corner of his room. You went there, cleaning yourself up. “Is this a one-time thing, Kai?” You felt his arms around your shoulders and met his gaze in the mirror. “No, I want you to be mine and only mine.” You looked up at him and nodded. “Then I’m yours and only yours.” You ended up spending the rest of your night in his room and doing your best to explain to Winter what happened that night.

[santastic]

the big, bad wolf || hwang hyunjin oneshot

》》 pairing: hyunjin x female reader

》》 summary: every year, you and the boys celebrate halloween with a party at hyunjin's - who just so happens to be your mortal frenemy. every year, you all dress up. this year, however, you decide to make it a bit more interesting: everyone picks an outfit for their random secret santa partner. it seems like a bit of innocent fun, but felix has an idea...

》》 word count: 2.4k

》》 genre/tags: halloween au, not quite e2l but e2 like...sexy tension???, suggestive themes (mostly just implications), a little bit of crack lmao

》》 warnings: cliche cheesy dirty flirting (come on hyunjin you're better than this), thicc romantic and sexual tension, reader is a simp in denial, suggestive themes, implied smut at the end, talk of biting but no actual biting, reader has dom vibes, hyunjin is bold until someone else is bolder

》》 notes: my first oneshot on this blog! I already wrote a halloween drabble, but I felt like writing something bigger than that and my friend (I see u vi) inspired me by suggesting some spicy hyunjin content. n e ways, happy halloween everyone! and if u don’t celebrate halloween, I hope u have a lovely weekend <3

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Halloween is always fun with your friend group. I mean, it's fun anyway - lots of cheap candy, neighbourhood celebrations, an excuse to get way too drunk - it's just a lot more fun with eight other crackheads.

You guys have a sort of tradition going by now, even though each year is a bit different. Hyunjin throws the party, Minho brings the alcohol and hides it from Chan until it's too late to stop everyone from getting shitfaced, Jeongin and Felix bring ungodly amounts of candy, and Jisung is a skeleton (literally every single year - it started when you called Tate Langdon's skeleton makeup hot, and it never ended).

Everyone (except Jisung) keeps their costume a secret - unless they're Chan and Felix, in which case they do couple costumes and keep it a secret from everyone else. Sometimes you even decide on a theme, like the year before the last, where everyone was supposed to dress as their favourite Pokemon. This inevitably led to intense fighting roleplays to assert dominance as your respective type, and in order to spare your reputation in the neighbourhood, you decided the next theme would be a little less wild.

This year, the theme was 'secret Santa costumes', meaning you each picked a random name from a hat to decide who you would be buying a costume for and a few days before Halloween, you were given your own costume to wear to the party by whoever pulled your name from the hat of destiny.

Technically that's not how secret Santa works, but no one questions Chan when it comes to holiday business.

You just so happened to get Jisung, and while the temptation to keep the skeleton thing going just for the meme was definitely there, you ultimately decided he should be a classic bedsheet ghost - except with no eye or hand holes cut out. You know, to add a little sprinkle of chaos to his already very chaotic life.

The lovely boy who decided your spooky fate was Felix, who had coincidentally been in charge of buying Hyunjin’s costume too - when you asked why, he said it was because the number of people was uneven, so he had kindly volunteered to take on an extra. You had honestly expected him to pick something weird or wild for you, so you were quite surprised by the outfit he had settled on.

"Is this...little red riding hood?" you had asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you stared at the dress and hood in your hands.

"Yep! I saw it the other day and I thought it would be nice to go for one of the classics, you know?" he had explained, smiling as if he was ever so proud about his decision. Something about the hint of mischief in his eyes made you suspicious, but you had let it slide. "You don't mind, right?"

No, you didn't mind. You had given Jisung a ghost costume, so you didn’t really have room to speak on the originality of Felix’s decision. Besides, the dress didn’t look too cheap, nor did it look especially short, and the hood-cape made you feel way too powerful for someone wearing a $20 Target costume.

So you really didn't mind at all, until it came to the day of the party. Now, as you stand in the doorway to Hyunjin’s apartment, you suddenly mind a lot more.

”Lee Felix, I’m going to decorate the lawn with your fucking intestines, oh my god!” you whisper-yell to the boy who conveniently manages to dart away with the excuse of needing to help Jeongin open all the candy bags. Your angry eyes follow his retreating blue form - Chan picked his outfit this year, and of course he decided Felix should be an Among Us character.

Everyone in the group knows about the slight tension (read: obvious beef) between you and Hyunjin. Technically speaking, you’re friends. He invites you to his parties, you hang out with him when he’s with the boys. It’s just that neither of you can stand each other, because you’re both very bold and even more stubborn.

Whenever the two of you are together, you bicker like children and it’s pretty much endless. You could probably throw insults (and the occasional murder threat) at each other all day if the other members didn’t interrupt, and on those days you’d be more than happy to teach Hyunjin a lesson with a nice, strong punch in the nose if the opportunity were ever to present itself.

So, with this in mind, it’s quite clear why you’re planning Felix’s murder when you see Hyunjin walking around as the big, bad wolf.

You’re genuinely considering sneaking out the front door before anyone else sees you and running back to your apartment (because Felix just so happens to be your ride home), but fate decides to mess with you and suddenly, Hyunjin locks eyes with you from across the living room.

The way a huge smile instantly graces his pretty face sends a rush of butterflies, followed by anger, through you as you stare back at him. His clip on wolf ears are admittedly quite cute, but the fake fangs he’s wearing send your thoughts in a very different direction. As he makes his way over, you suddenly wish you had followed Felix to the kitchen - at least they keep the alcohol in there. In his living room, you’ve got no choice but to deal with Hyunjin while sober.

”Well, would you look at that? Seems like I found my little red riding hood.” he teases with a wink, leaning against the wall beside the door.

When you scoff at him, he gives you another big grin and you can’t help but stare at the fangs again. The vibrant blue contact lenses he’s wearing make his gaze feel intense even when he’s smiling, and the way his long, blonde hair falls freely gives him a glow that’s both angelic and positively demonic. He looks so annoyingly handsome, as per usual; if only his personality wasn’t the personification of the words ‘cocky asshole’. You can’t help but think it’s a huge waste of beauty.

“Excuse me-” you begin, ready to start the first round of arguing, but he cuts you off like the annoying brat he is.

“You’re excused,” he says, thinking his comment was very smart, and if it wasn’t a night meant for fun and games, you might’ve killed him on the spot.

“Fine, excuse you. I’m not your little red riding hood. In fact, I’m not your anything, thank you very much,” you snap, brushing past his tall figure as you head to the table the boys have set up to the side. There’s an array of Halloween-themed food, prepared by Chan, and you settle for a red velvet cupcake decorated with black frosting and what you assume are meant to be cat ears poking out of it.

“Right, sure, but we’re still matching tonight. It’s kind of like-”

This time, you cut him off. “It’s not like Chan and Felix. It’s not. We’re not wearing couple costumes, so don’t say it.”

He shuts his mouth (finally) and you take it as your cue to leave before he says something else to piss you off. Unfortunately, he seems to have the desire to ruin your night further and chooses to follow you on your journey.

“So anyway, I guess this was Felix’s plan, right?” He gestures to your costumes. “Unless you had something to do with it, that is.”

You don’t bother to address the second part of what he said and instead just nod, scanning the room for the previously mentioned mastermind. As soon as you can get your hands on that boy, you swear you’ll slaughter him for subjecting you to Hyunjin’s torturous teasing all night.

“He was already on thin ice after trying to tell me Bulbasaur is a better starter than Charmander, but now he’s actually dead to me,” you growl out once you spot him sitting beside Minho, laughing happily with his classic red solo cup and a slice of chocolate cake. Jeongin sits beside them, tearing open bags of candy with no assistance from Felix, because of course he was lying about helping him earlier.

Hyunjin laughs softly and you curse your heart for skipping a beat at the sound. Sometimes it feels like your head hates Hyunjin while your body is stupid enough to like him, and it’s part of the reason why you hate talking to him so much. Every time you stop throwing insults and sass at him and instead sit back and listen to what he has to say, a part of you realises you don’t exactly have a proper reason for disliking him. He’s not all that bad, and sometimes you even find yourself laughing at his jokes and witty remarks.

But you’d really rather not go through the endless cycle of those thoughts right now, especially when the cause of your problems is standing beside you eating a chocolate bar.

“I have to say, though,” you comment as you turn to look him up and down, “the big, bad wolf concept suits you pretty well.”

Before he can accept the compliment, you continue. “You’re both big, hairy beasts who dress like grandmas.”

The obvious offence on his face is so satisfying you almost wanna snap a photo to reflect on this moment in the future, but you refrain from doing so. He would just pose anyway, and the photo would probably end up making your stupid heart flutter again.

“Well, at least you think I’m big. Besides, if dressing like a grandma gets me closer to eating you, then I suppose it’s a sacrifice I’ll have to make,” he whispers in a husky, seductive voice that kind of makes you want to choke-slam him, but you suspect he might enjoy that anyway.

It angers you when he makes flirty comments like that, because as annoying as they are and despite you knowing full well he only says it to get under your skin, it still makes your heart race every time. Maybe in another universe, Hyunjin is a sweet boy who innocently flirts with you and brings you roses instead of a big, bad bitch who’s just acting like a horny teenager. Annoyingly enough though, you think you’d fall for him either way.

You turn away with the intention of finally escaping to the kitchen to grab something to drink, hoping to settle the thoughts dancing around your head, but he reaches for your wrist. The feeling of his fingers pressing warmth into your skin just makes your head spin even more, and you’re so distracted you don’t pull away from him.

"Aw, don’t run away now. Are you scared of me, little red? There’s no need to be, I’m just joking. I won’t bite unless you beg me to."

You pull your arm back as soon as the words leave his mouth. Hyunjin has a lot of things (a severely irritating personality, a stupidly handsome face for such an asshole, a loud voice solely meant for pissing you off on a daily basis, the list goes on), but the thing he definitely has most is the fucking audacity.

However, the most annoying part by far is the way you feel your face heat up when you register the last thing he said. You’d rather die than let him make you flustered, so you shake your head slightly to clear those thoughts from your mind and look him in the eye again.

"Scared? Me?" you scoff, staring him down with a steady glare and if he was anyone else, he'd probably shiver in fear.

Unfortunately, he is not anyone else. He is Hwang Hyunjin, and Hwang Hyunjin does not shiver; he beams with a smug grin and makes your blood boil.

"Mhm. Look at you. You’re basically dressed as my prey tonight, babe." He purrs the pet name like the absolute fuckboy he is. "And sure, the real you is feisty, but you're all bark and no bite."

The overly confident, proud smirk on his face makes him look like a damn peacock flaunting its feathers, and you decide then and there that you'll do anything to get rid of it.

"All bark," you echo his words, walking towards him slowly, "and no bite, huh?"

You swear you see his eyes widen for a split second at your change in demeanor before the stupid smirk returns, and the little rush of victory you feel from catching him off guard is enough to keep you walking forward.

His gaze never leaves yours, especially when you're standing on the tips of your toes in front of him, noses just barely brushing against each other. Your hands grip his shoulder to balance you, and you run a finger over his collarbone up towards his cheek, where you gently cup his face. The small distance between the two of you means you can hear his slightly uneven breathing and see the curiosity swirling in his bright blue eyes as he waits for your next move.

You reach a hand up and thread your fingers through his long, bleach blonde hair, and his breath hitches when you gently tug at it. Even his wolf ears almost seem to droop submissively. He doesn't dare move, but his eyes keep flicking down to your lips and back up again.

"Now, that's just not true at all, is it?" you whisper, tilting your head as if waiting for an answer, but he can't find the words to form a witty response. It’s about time he learned some manners, really, even if he needed your guidance for that.

"I'm warning you now," you continue, "you might wanna watch your tone. I might look like your prey, but I promise I bite harder than you do, babe."

You make sure to emphasise the pet name, purring it in the same way he did minutes before. He bites down on his bottom lip, and the way his fangs press into them makes you lick your own lips nervously. It seems as though he can't take the tension anymore, because he goes to lean in and finally close the distance between the two of you as his hands find your hips.

Of course, you'd never let him have that control, especially after his bold attitude from earlier. Even though the temptation to lean in is certainly there, you step away from him and smile sweetly.

"Learned your lesson yet, puppy?"

He doesn’t respond for a moment, clearly still taking in what just happened. When he registers your question, he tilts his head to the side as if in thought - the way a dog might, funnily enough - before he hums quietly.

“I’m not sure. Maybe you should teach me once more, little red,” he suggests, voice low and slightly breathless, “but preferably a bit more in depth this time.”

- ᴇ ɴ ᴅ -

(A/N: AHHHHH I haven’t written a oneshot in SUCH a long time oh my god,,,,, it was a lot of fun tho even if I’m not super confident writing full things. this one was short anyway so I kinda feel like it doesn’t count, but I’m still v happy to finally post my first skz oneshot! I hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading <3)

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