#cix bx smut

[minhoskofi]

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pairing: bestfriend!byounggon x bestfriend!fem!reader genre: non-idol!au, smut (minors dni!), some fluff warnings: grinding, teasing, edging, multiple orgasms, oral (f receiving), fingering, “baby”, "love", choking, unprotected sex, begging, use of "fuck", marking (hickeys) word count: 3.2k

As the evening sun cast a warm glow through the windows of Byounggon's cozy flat, you slumped onto his couch, clutching a tub of ice cream like it was your lifeline.

Byounggon, your ever-reliable best friend, observed your disheveled appearance with a mixture of sympathy and exasperation.

"Again?" he murmured, shaking his head as he handed you a tissue to wipe away your tears.

You chuckled humorlessly, your voice muffled by the ice cream. "Yeah, again. I swear I have the worst taste in men."

Byounggon's eyes softened as he watched you devour the ice cream, a pang of protectiveness swelling in his chest. He had seen you go through countless heartbreaks, each time picking up the pieces of your shattered heart with unwavering resilience. And each time, he wished he could shield you from the pain.

"Maybe it's time for a change of scenery," he suggested, a spark of spontaneity igniting in his eyes. "How about we escape for a while? Just you and me, away from all this mess."

You raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in your eyes. "Are you suggesting a getaway or a pity party?"

Byounggon grinned, his dimples deepening. "A little bit of both, maybe. But mostly a chance for you to recharge and have some fun."

You chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at the thought of spending time with Byounggon.

"Alright, you're on," you agreed, a small smile playing on your lips. "But you're paying for everything, got it?"

Byounggon rolled his eyes playfully. "Of course. Consider this my treat for having to put up with your ugly crying face all these years."

You swatted his arm playfully, unable to suppress your laughter at his teasing. "Come here," you ordered, wiggling your eyebrows suggestively.

“Come where?”

You savored the last spoonful of ice cream, letting out a contented sigh as you set the empty tub aside. You patted the empty space next to you on the couch. “Here. Cuddles. Now.”

A faint blush crept onto Byounggon's cheeks, his heart fluttering nervously at your request. Lately, he couldn't deny the growing… warmth he felt whenever he was close to you, the way his heart seemed to skip a beat whenever your laughter filled the room.

"So clingy," he retorted, trying to mask the sudden rush of emotions swirling within him as he settled onto the couch beside you.

You snuggled up against him, resting your head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around you tentatively, the scent of your hair filling his senses. His heart hammered in his chest as he resisted the urge to bury his face in the crook of your neck, to hold you close and never let go.

As you drifted off to sleep in his comforting embrace, Byounggon watched over you with an unusual tenderness. He couldn't tear his gaze away from your peaceful face, illuminated by the soft glow of the evening light filtering through the window.

But as time passed, he began to feel the uncomfortable numbness creeping into his arm. Despite his reluctance to disturb your rest, he knew he couldn't bear it much longer.

He eased himself out from beneath you and gently scooped you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest as he made his way to his bedroom.

Laying you down on the bed with the utmost care, he tucked the blankets around you snugly, ensuring you were comfortable before tucking a stray strand of hair away from your face.

As you stepped into the luxurious lobby of the hotel, your breath caught in your throat at the sight of its opulent beauty. “You can’t possibly afford this,” you breathed, turning to Byounggon with wide eyes. 

“Already did,” he bit back.

As you approached the reception desk to check in, the hotel staff greeted you warmly… and then apologized profusely. 

Shit.

They explained that there had been a mix-up with the reservations. The last double bed room had been already booked, and they were left with only one room available, with a shared bed. 

A surprise for no one.

You exchanged a hesitant glance with Byounggon, unsure of how to proceed. “I told you to book beforehand.” 

Sharing a bed with your best friend shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Byounggon, ever the picture of composure, simply shrugged, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Looks like we're bunking together, partner. Hope you don't snore."

As the first light of dawn filtered through the hotel room’s curtains, you found yourself stirring from a fitful sleep. 

Your limbs were tangled in the blankets.

A distinct lack of warmth enveloping you.

With a groan, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes and turned to Byounggon, who was blissfully unaware of your growing irritation as he slept soundly beside you.

"Seriously, Gon?" you grumbled, poking him gently in the side. "You moved so much last night, I swear, I felt like I was in the middle of a wrestling match."

Byounggon let out a soft snore in response, his arm flopping lazily onto your side of the bed, effectively stealing even more of the blankets in the process. You couldn't help but roll your eyes, tugging futilely at the fabric in an attempt to reclaim your share.

"And don't even get me started on the snoring," you continued, "I could've just rented you out as a white noise machine."

Byounggon let out a snort in his sleep, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he shifted slightly, sending a sharp jab of pain shooting through your side where he had inadvertently elbowed you.

"Ow!" you exclaimed, shooting him a mock accusatory glare. "Are you doing this on purpose now?"

He was completely unfazed by your complaints.

With a huff of frustration, you grabbed your pillow and began to mercilessly pummel him with it, determined to rouse him from his deep sleep.

"Lee Byounggon! Wake! The fuck! Up!" you exclaimed, landing a harder blow with the pillow. "I can't take it anymore! You're snoring like a chainsaw, stole all the blankets, and now I'm starving!"

Byounggon stirred groggily, blinking owlishly, "Huh? What's going on?" he mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"I'm hungry!" you whined, launching another assault with the pillow for good measure. "And I can't sleep with all your tossing and turning. It's like trying to sleep on a roller coaster!"

Byounggon let out a sheepish chuckle, finally fully awake as he sat up in bed, the blankets pooling around his waist. "Sorry about that."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

His hair tousled from sleep and eyes still heavy with drowsiness, he looked effortlessly adorable and undeniably attractive at the same time. The sight caused a flutter in your chest, and you couldn't help but feel a blush creeping up your cheeks.

Snorting softly, you quickly tried to compose yourself, mentally chiding your traitorous heart for its sudden fluttering. You busied yourself with the excuse of fixing his hair, reaching out to gently run your fingers through the unruly locks, attempting to smooth them down.

"Uh, your hair's a bit of a mess," you mumbled, trying to sound nonchalant despite the warmth spreading across your cheeks. "Let me fix it for you."

“You're one to talk. You look like you just rolled out of bed yourself."

You rolled your eyes in mock annoyance, though the teasing glint in his eyes only served to deepen your blush. "At least I'm not the one who snores like a bear."

Byounggon chuckled, leaning into your touch as you continued to smooth down his hair. "Fair."

As you sat at the edge of the hotel’s pool, dipping your toes into the cool water, a sense of tranquility washed over you. 

Beside you, Byounggon crouched down, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he leaned in close. "Hey, I've been meaning to tell you something," he teased.

You raised an eyebrow, curious as to what he had up his sleeve. But before you could respond, he pushed you into the water with a playful shove, sending you splashing into the pool with a yelp of surprise.

Determined to get back at him, you didn't immediately swim to the surface but watched as Byounggon treaded water, clearly worried that he had gone too far. 

After a few seconds, he dove into the water, swimming towards you with a serious expression.

He grabbed you from underwater, pulling you into a tight embrace and wrapping your legs around his waist. "For fuck’s sake, don't scare me like that, you idiot," he scolded gently, his voice soft with concern. "I thought I hurt you.” 

You felt his heart racing against your chest as he scolded you.

The warmth of his touch seeped into your skin as you pressed closer to him. And as you found yourself between him and the pool’s walls, his body pressed close against yours, you couldn't ignore the sudden awareness of the closeness between you.

The way his chest rose and fell with each breath, the feel of his wet skin against yours, the way his arms held you securely - it all sent a shiver down your spine. 

As you returned to the hotel room, the exhaustion of all the swimming settled in, and you couldn't help but feel the overwhelming urge to just collapse onto the bed and succumb to the pull of sleep. 

"Hell, no. Be for real now," Byounggon was towel-drying his hair as he paced back and forth in the room before plopping on the bed. "We can't just waste the day sleeping! There's so much to see and do - waterfalls, hiking trails, beautiful beaches. We can't miss out on all of that!"

You let out an exasperated sigh, flopping onto the bed with a tired groan. "But I'm exhausted. I feel like I could sleep for a week. And besides, isn't the whole point of a vacation to relax and recharge?"

You continued to bicker back and forth, each stubbornly clinging to your own viewpoint, until you couldn't take it anymore. 

Straddling Byounggon, you leaned in close, trying to persuade him with your most convincing arguments.

"Come on, Goni," you pleaded, your hands resting on his shoulders as you looked into his eyes with determination. "Let's just stay in for now, order some room service, and go for dinner later. We can explore tomorrow when we're feeling more refreshed."

But as you spoke, you failed to notice the shift in his demeanor - the way his breath hitched slightly, the way his eyes darkened with lust. And as you leaned in closer, trying to sway him with the warmth of your proximity, Byounggon's hands found their way to your hips, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. 

Byounggon couldn't help but stare at you. He had always found you beautiful, but he had never told you that. He didn't want to risk ruining the friendship. But seeing you on top of him like this, talking about your vacation plans and whatnot - it was too much for him to handle.

He tried to focus on whatever you were saying, but his mind was elsewhere. Down in his pants, to be exact, where he was getting extremely turned on by the feeling of your body pressed against his.

As you continued to ramble on, Byounggon's thoughts were consumed with images of the things he wished he’d do to you. 

Running his hands through your hair. 

Kissing your lips.

Holding you close. 

Fucking you silly.

“Hey! Are you even listening to me?” You snapped your fingers in front of his face.

He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at you, trying to hide the bulge in his pants. “No, not really, no. I’ve told you not to do this”, he replied, his voice slightly strained.

You raised an eyebrow, confused “Do what? What's wrong? You’re being weird,” you asked, concern evident in your voice.

Byounggon took a deep breath and decided to take a chance.

He gently grabbed your hips,

“This…”,

then pressed you hard against his growing erection,

“is what's wrong." his voice was lower than what you were used to.

"You've been sitting on top of me for the past few minutes and I can't focus on anything but this,” he confessed, looking into your eyes.

Your eyes widened in shock as you felt his hard member pressing against you. 

You had never noticed how much your own best friend turned you on, or you him.

After a moment of silence, Byounggon broke the tension, “I know. I shouldn't have done tha-”

You shushed him, placing a finger on his lips, “It's fine. We're both adults. And besides, i-it's just a natural reaction.”

You couldn't believe what you were saying, but the way your body was responding to his touch was too much to ignore. So, you did a test roll of your hips against his lap, causing him to suck in a breath.

“Don’t play with me.”, he warned.

But you kept grinding against him, feeling the heat building between you. Byounggon's hand wrapped around your neck, pulling you in closer. Your heart raced as you felt his breath on your lips, the anticipation almost unbearable.

You parted your lips slightly, inviting him to close the distance, but he hesitated. 

You could see the conflict in his eyes, the struggle between desire and the fear of crossing a line with his best friend.

But you weren't about to let him pull away. You leaned in closer, your lips hovering just inches from his, silently urging him to take the leap.

"Goni," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. "Don't overthink. Just go for it."

He hesitated for a moment longer, his gaze searching yours for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. But all he found was a fierce determination, a longing that mirrored his own.

And then, finally, he closed the distance between you. His lips met yours in a hesitant but passionate kiss.

It was intoxicating, filled with years of pent-up feelings and passion. You couldn't control the moan that escaped from your mouth as you ground your hips against Byounggon's, causing him to grip your waist tightly.

Breaking the kiss, you trailed wet ones along his jawline, your hands moving eagerly to rid him of his shirt, fingers tracing the contours of his chest. You tugged at the fabric, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside, your own following it soon after. 

Feeling emboldened, Byounggon leaned back, pulling you onto his chest as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth.

His hands roamed over your body, sending more shivers down your spine. You arched your back, unable to get enough of him as you pressed your body against his, feeling every inch of his skin.

You slipped a hand under Byounggon's waistband, your fingers grazing his throbbing length.

Byounggon pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily. “Are you sure you want to do this?”  

“I want it. And I'm sure,” you replied, your hand now firmly gripping him.

That was all the confirmation Byounggon needed. He flipped you on your back, moving lower, biting and sucking on the skin of your neck, leaving marks, pressing kisses along your collarbone before reaching your breasts. 

He looked up at you. A lustful spark in his eyes. Then took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing, causing you to arch your back, letting out a soft moan.

Your hips bucked against his hand as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of your panties, flicking his fingers over your clit.

Your moans grew louder as Byounggon removed them and spread your legs apart. He took a moment to admire you before leaning down and lightly licking your slit. 

Your fingers tightened in his hair as he continued to tease with his tongue.

But he wasn't satisfied with just teasing you. He wanted to taste you. Fully. 

He slipped his tongue inside, lapping up your wetness and causing you to let out a strangled cry. He moved his tongue in circles, teasing your walls before flicking over your sensitive spot.

You gripped at the sheets, your body writhing with pleasure. Byounggon's mouth was working wonders on you, and you could feel your orgasm building. But before you could let go, Byounggon pulled away, earning a frustrated whimper from you.

He climbed up your body, hovering over you with a smirk. “You taste so good,” he whispered before capturing your lips in a rough kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips and it only turned you on more.

He positioned himself up at your entrance. Teasing was, apparently, his thing. He slid only the head of his cock in and out, watching your reactions.

You moaned in frustration, “Please, just fuck me already.”

But he continued to slide just the tip in and out, watching as your eyes rolled back in pleasure, “And if I just continue teasing you like this?”

"Fuck, please, for fuck's sake!" you breathed, craving him like your lungs craved oxygen.

After what seemed like an eternity, Byounggon finally pushed himself inside you, filling you completely. You both let out a moan, as he slowly moved in and out, savoring just how tight and wet you were for him.

He couldn't resist teasing you a little more, pulling out almost all the way before thrusting back in. Your moans grew louder with each thrust, nails digging into Byounggon's back.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he picked up the pace and pounded into you, thrusting in and out with a force that made you gasp. 

He pulled back before plunging back in, setting a fast and rough pace. And as your moans filled the room, Byounggon couldn't resist wrapping his hand around your throat, choking you just enough to bring you to the edge again.

“Fuck, don’t stop.” You cried out as you reached your peak, your walls clenching around him.

“I’m not intending on stopping, love.”

He continued to pound into you, his pace quickening as he chased his own release.Your legs were shaking and your voice had turned hoarse from screaming, but you really didn't want him to stop. You wanted more.

“Please,” you begged, your voice barely audible.

He lifted your leg and placed it on his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate even deeper, spreading you wider, plunging back inside. Harder.

“You want more, baby?” Byounggon growled, his hips slamming against yours with each thrust. "Hm?"

You only nodded, your head spinning from the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body.

He leaned down and captured your lips in a hungry kiss, his hand reaching between your legs to rub your sensitive clit. Your moans were muffled by his mouth.

Byounggon could feel you getting close again and he wasn't far behind. He quickened his pace, his own moans joining yours. Your body tensed and you screamed out his name as you came, your walls milking him for all he was worth.

He collapsed on top of you, panting and covered in sweat. Byounggon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, kissing your forehead.

“Best friends. Right?” Byounggon whispered with a smile.

“Oh, fuck you, Gon!” you laughed.

“Bet I did.”

a/n: this fanfic is purely fictional and solely for fun. the character(s) mentioned do not represent in any form or way the celebrity/ies, but merely using their name(s) and appearance! do not translate or repost. all rights reserved /© minhoskofi/

[yunhohours]

Don't Want to Leave Yet

✗ Pairing: seunghun x fem!reader, byounggon x fem!reader

✗ Word count: 5k

✗ Warnings: pwp tbh, threesome w/ seunghun + byounggon, seunghun and byounggon are reader's best friends, reader gets caught making out, what seunghun says goes, pet names, "good girl" themes, tiniest amount of reader receiving oral, reader tasting her own arousal, male masturbation for the reader's eye, unprotected sex ft. creampies from more than one man (be smart pls), byounggon is the best boy, seunghun fucks the ever-living soul out of reader, there are probably things i'm leaving out

✗ A/N: this was inspired by an ask. the prompts requested will be in bold font.

“I’m gonna get some water before heading to bed, anyone want anything?” Seunghun throws his voice over his shoulder as he makes his way from the couch to the kitchen, a tinge of laughter still present in his voice.

“Nah,” You and Byounggon call out at the same time and, like everything else tonight, it’s hilarious. 

You love your best friends. They welcome you to their place all the time and every single second with them is spent having so much fun that you’re crying from laughing so hard. You don’t know what you’d do without them. You never want to leave at the end of the night.

You gaze down from your comfy spot on the couch to Byounggon who is seated on the floor, but leaning his side into the couch so he can see you above him. You realize once you both stop laughing that he’s actually really close to you. With your head resting on the arm of the couch, you’re just above eye level with him. He seems to notice it at the same time, your eyes trained on each other’s in silence.

“I need to go?” You ask in an almost-whisper, suddenly feeling a swarm of butterflies in your stomach. 

He takes a moment to respond. The flash of confusion across his face tells you that he isn’t quite sure what you’re asking. “You need a place to stay for the night?”

You think about lying and just saying that you do. It would be a sure way to stay here with them. They’d never leave you with no place to stay. But this new feeling you’re getting while holding Byounggon’s gaze hostage makes you want to play it differently. You’ll just be entirely honest instead. “Well… no. I just don’t want to leave yet.”

Another moment of silence, only eyes speaking. Byounggon’s lips quirk into a half-smirk. “I see.” He leans his head against the couch and now it’s dangerously close to yours. You can feel his breath on your face, the heat echoing through every part of your body. You can’t believe you’re looking at him like this. You can’t believe that you want to do more than just look at him.

You nudge your head forward until your forehead rests on his, a playful smile adorning your face. You don’t kiss him. You let your lips get within an inch of his but no further, not wanting to risk scaring him. At this point, you can still pass it off as skinship. Maybe very, very close skinship, but skinship nonetheless. “Gon,” you whisper without an inkling of what you’ll say next.

It’s as if hearing his name activated something within him. Flipped the right switch. He hums, his hand finding the side of your face and sliding up the side of it until it’s in your hair, his lips pressing themselves firmly against yours. You can’t help the soft moan that escapes your lips, the shock of this unexpected situation exciting you. 

That seems to flip another switch inside of Byounggon, his mouth swallowing your pretty sound as his lips part, slotting themselves against yours, head tilted for better access. He now holds your head in both of his hands and his grip feels urgent, his tongue prodding at your lips for entry that you quickly offer him. Your head feels so heavy and so weightless at the same time, swooning from the way he kisses you.

Within moments, he’s carefully getting up from the floor, navigating your head with his hands so he doesn’t have to stop kissing you for a second as he takes his place next to you on the couch. He pulls you onto his lap, hands gliding up the outsides of your thighs and you curse against his lips. You can feel him smile, tugging at your bottom lip before he lets it snap free. He pulls back to look at you with dark, heavily-lidded eyes. Fuck, he looks so hot like this.

He doesn’t say anything and neither do you. You assume you’re both trying to avoid bursting the bubble you’ve formed around yourselves to allow this to happen in the first place. His hands tug at the elastic waistband of your sweatpants playfully, the little smirk on his face one you’re familiar with but have never seen in this context. You smirk back. And then his lips are on yours again.

You’ve all but forgotten about Seunghun. You’re too busy tasting every inch of Byounggon’s mouth as your bodies rock into each other with increasing need. You’re moaning, he’s hissing at the sound of you. You’re pulling at his shirt, he’s bucking his hips up into you. You only remember that you’re not here alone when you hear Seunghun clearing his throat, both of your heads abandoning each other to turn in the direction of the intrusion.

“Gon… the shower is free now.”

You glance back and forth between Byounggon and Seunghun, trying to figure out your next move. Your cheeks are on fire but you can’t seem to move, not sure where you’d go if you did.

The puzzled look on Byounggon’s face makes Seunghun laugh. Something seems to click in his head all of a sudden.

“Ah. I told you both after I came back from the kitchen that I was going to shower before bed, but it seems you didn’t hear me. I’m not surprised though. You were staring at each other pretty seriously then. I thought you were having an important conversation, but it seems there was much more going on than I knew.” Another laugh. Why is he laughing so much? And grinning like that? Isn’t he uncomfortable?

It’s then that you notice that he did, in fact, take a shower. Your eyes take in his wet hair, still dripping here and there, and the towel thrown over his t-shirt clad shoulder. You have to force yourself to stop looking at him like he’s something for you to eat and it’s a lot harder when you can feel Byounggon still stiff under you. You pull your gaze back up to Seunghun’s eyes, trying desperately to not run away from the situation.

“S-sorry Seunghun. We, um, we got a bit carried away?”

Seunghun just tilts his head, eyes burning a hole into you and it makes you feel like crawling out of your skin.

You shift your weight on Byounggon who has gone eerily silent and start to climb off of his lap. “Um, I’ll just go–”

“Don’t.” Seunghun.

You freeze and Byounggon’s hands tighten around your waist. You glance at him and he looks much the same as he did before Seunghun interrupted: eyes blown and lips swollen. He doesn’t look as thrown off as you, whatever confusion was on his face before melted away with no trace.

By the time you dare to look at Seunghun again, he is stalking across the room with a mischievous grin that makes your stomach churn. Excitement? Nerves? Both.

He reaches the couch, leaning down over the back of it, his face hovering over Byounggon’s shoulder as he looks right at you. He allows a single finger to trace up the length of your neck, hooking under your chin. “The fun doesn’t have to end.”

You swallow thickly, your body and your mind on separate pages. You’re so confused. He has to be fucking with you. But the way your fingers clutch into Byounggon’s shirt and the way you clench around nothing at the possibility that Seunghun isn’t fucking with you says it all.

Seunghun seems to understand that you’re hesitating, that he isn’t being clear enough for you to do anything but sit there with wide eyes. The cocky grin on his face momentarily morphs into a soft, fond smile and then he’s leaning into you, pressing his lips against yours with such lightness you barely have time to register it’s happening before it’s over. He presses a second kiss, wanting you to acknowledge what’s happening–verbally or physically–before he continues. When your lips spring to life, matching the tone he has set, he can’t help but break the kiss with a wide grin.

He pulls back and looks at you again, your eyes looking much less dazed now, albeit still heightened with curiosity. 

‘Y/n…” His hand cups the side of your face and you instinctively lean into his touch. “I’m either joining or watching, you pick.”

Your eyes flutter for a few seconds, the proposition being offered to you too good to be true. You’re convinced you’re in a dream. Until Byounggon rolls his hips up, forcing you back to the present with a desperate moan. 

“P-please–” That’s a goddamn whine. You would be embarrassed if you weren’t so fucking needy.

You watch a curse drip off of Seunghun’s lips–his far too close, far too delicious lips–before Byounggon is stealing your attention, turning your head to face him, your chin between his thumb and middle finger. “Y/n.”

You hum your acknowledgement and his tongue traces his bottom lip. He can’t believe how submissive and needy you’ve suddenly become. “How do you feel about two at once?” 

Ah, right. They still need you to confirm that what you’re already fantasizing about is what you want to happen tonight. You desperately wish you could fast forward past all of this to the part where you’re covered in both of them from head to toe.

“Want you.” It’s all you say, but you make sure to make eye contact with each of them so they know you mean both. They glance at each other, knowing smirks mirroring each other, and then Seunghun is making his way around the couch.

“Come here, baby,” he coos, reaching to lift you from Byounggon’s lap at the same time as he’s taking a seat. You fall naturally into his lap and your eyes are sparkling with excitement. You look so cute. He presses a firmer kiss to your lips this time, but it only lasts a second. He carefully maneuvers you in his arms until you’re sitting atop his lap, back against his chest. “Atta girl,” he praises with a kiss to the side of your neck. His fingers pull the string of your waistband loose, hands snaking inside the garment to push down until your soft legs are fully exposed.

You catch movement in the corner of your eye: Byounggon rubbing the heel of his palm against the crotch of his jeans, his eyes trained on you and Seunghun. “Gonna be good for me, mhm?” Seunghun mumbles against your ear, his teeth nipping at your lobe. Your hands clutch at the sides of his thighs, barely covered by the minimal post-shower boxers.

“Mhmmm.” You nod too frantically.

Seunghun’s hands glide up the sides of your thighs until they’re flat against the tops, then slide down them until his thumbs can prod the inner part of your knees. “Be a good girl and spread your legs.” He spreads his own legs beneath you as he says this, prying yours apart with the action. You spread them further like you know he wants and the air in the room suddenly feels cooler than it did moments before.

Seunghun’s hands make work of feeling the suppleness of your skin, his instructions shifting to Byounggon now. “Gon, let’s check to see if she’s really ready for us, hm?” The directive is too vague for you to know what he means, but as if they’re connected telepathically, Byounggon seems to know exactly what Seunghun is telling him to do. He removes himself from the couch, instead placing himself on the floor between your legs, a sweet but cocky smile on his lips. He lets his eyes hold yours for a moment or three as he presses kiss after kiss to the insides of your thighs, relishing in the soft whimpers you reward him with. Seunghun’s hands tighten on your outer thighs and it’s at this moment you can feel him throbbing beneath you for the first time.

“Is this okay, y/n?” Byounggon asks softly, his hands hooking into the sides of your underwear, his big sparkly eyes gazing up at you as he presses another soothing kiss to the inside of your knee. He waits for you to nod and then tugs your panties down, Seunghun helping the process by lifting you when need be. 

“Thank you, pretty girl,” Seunghun coos in your ear, one hand sliding up your thigh to your side and then across to your belly. He lets his hand wander beneath your shirt, soaking in the warmth of your skin underneath. His hand feels so soothing on your nervous stomach but even better when he cups your breast, his hot whisper covering you in goosebumps. “My pretty little plaything.” 

Something about Seunghun’s confidence is making you particularly dizzy. You haven’t gotten nearly as much physical stimulation from him as you’ve gotten from Byounggon but fuck, the way he talks with so much self-assuredness is making you impatient. You want to feel him, every inch of him, so fucking bad you could almost cry.

“Hun… need you.” Your voice is barely audible, eyes too focused on Byounggon pushing your thighs apart for him just that much further, his lips kissing every inch of skin on his way up to your core. You lean your head back on Seunghun’s shoulder, feeling unsteady from all of the overwhelm.

Seunghun chuckles lowly, his other hand pressing flatly against your stomach while pushing his hips up at the same time, making sure you feel just how much he needs you too. He quiets his voice so only you can hear him when he speaks this time. “Just wait, pretty. I want him to fuck you so you know I can do it better.”

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think Byounggon heard him from the way he punctuates Seunghun’s sentence with a slow, firm stripe of his tongue up your slit. Your nails dig into Seunghun’s thighs as you moan for the other man, your legs quaking from just how aroused you already are. Byounggon likes this, smirking up at you before repeating the process with audible pleasure. 

This time, he immediately pulls himself up onto his knees afterwards, his hand reaching for the back of your neck. He pulls you to him and instantly attaches his lips to yours, pushing his tongue inside your mouth for a rushed, sloppy, needy kiss that has you both moaning. Seunghun’s hands steady themselves on your waist while he watches, grinding himself into you as he gets off from the view. 

When Byounggon reluctantly pulls away, he licks his lips as he takes in your appearance. You somehow look like a complete mess already with your red cheeks and messy hair and he’s not sure how much longer he can take not messing you up properly. His eyes flicker to Seunghun behind you and then back to your glossy eyes, always awaiting their next move. “Y/n, why don’t you tell Seunghun just how ready you are for us? I’m sure you can still taste it on your tongue.”

If you weren’t already flushed enough, you are now. He’s right. You feel incredibly exposed, but insatiable too.

You pout but nod your head nonetheless, turning your head to make as much eye contact with Seunghun as possible in your position. “Hun, I’m really ready,” your small voice strives to ensure. Seunghun couldn’t fight the self-satisfied grin on his face if he wanted to.

“Mhmm?” Seunghun presses a kiss to your temple before directing his attention back to Byounggon. “Give our girl what she’s asking for then, right?”

All the butterflies in your stomach start fluttering about recklessly when Seunghun gives you your next instruction: “Stand up for me, pretty.” You do so without question, turning to look at him for next steps, only to catch him wordlessly instructing Byounggon instead, nodding his head to the other end of the couch. Byounggon understands, seating himself in the intended location before pushing his boxers down just far enough to free his aching member. The sigh of relief that escapes him makes your pulse stutter, worsened only as you watch him start to slowly stroke himself.

“Y/n, why don’t you come sit on my lap? Let me feel you.”

You don’t even notice the way you bite your lip at the thought, legs already moving towards the blue-haired boy. You start to climb back onto his lap like before, every nerve vibrating from the knowledge that there is no barrier between your sex now. You’re moments away from feeling the fullness of him.

“Nuh-uh,” Seunghun tsks.

You freeze, one knee between Byounggon’s and the couch, the other hovering at Seunghun’s protest.

“Face me.”

You try to hush the thick gulp in your throat, body slowly turning to heed Seunghun’s directive. Byounggon’s hands help keep you steady, settling on your waist as he nudges his face into the crook of your neck, open-mouthed kisses warming your already burning hot body. His hands press down on your hips, guiding your body where he wants it–on his cock. You gasp when you feel him press against your entrance, your hand drifting down to grasp him, guide him too.

You hadn’t realized that your eyes had wandered away from Seunghun again until he says your name, stopping you from sinking down onto Byounggon. Your eyes snap back in place and you see him: he’s leaning against the arm of the couch, boxers discarded, hand wrapped around a much thicker length than you would’ve pinned him for. Your cunt aches despite the ready shaft threatening to push inside of it any second. 

“You’re going to watch me, yes?” Seunghun’s voice is low, hypnotizing.

You nod, wide eyes thankful for this privilege. You focus on the slow drag of his hand as he strokes himself until you feel Byounggon’s hips push up, reminding you that you are here with two frustratingly gorgeous men. How you went from forgetting Seunghun existed while you drowned yourself in Byounggon is beyond you. Right now, Seunghun won’t let you pay attention to anything but him. Byounggon is being far too gracious. You should take good care of him. You will.

“Hmm,” you muse, giving Byounggon your sweetest voice, remembering not to look away from the man in front of you. “Can I sit on you now, Gon? Really want you.”

This small affirmation does the job and then some. You feel him twitch against your swollen lips, fingers squeezing your hips. “Please,” he groans. There’s no whine to his plea, only lust. You give both of you what you crave, lowering yourself slowly onto Byounggon’s dribbling cock, a shaky moan forcing your lips apart. 

Your eyes fixate on the movement of Seunghun’s tongue snaking out to swipe over his lip, his own eyes watching your face morph at the feeling of being stretched open. You continue on until you’ve taken every inch Byounggon has to offer you and only then does he make a sound: labored breath from being held in followed by a painfully delicious “fuck.” You give yourself a moment to fully appreciate the fullness before you rise again, the drag of Byounggon against your walls filling you with relief, bliss.

You’re not sure if it’s because you got so worked up or because Byounggon feels so good or because Seunghun is pumping his cock for you, but you are positive that it won’t be long until you cum. The tension is close to snapping before you’ve even properly set your pace, struggling to keep your eyes open as your ears are graced with urgent grunts and satiated moans. You can almost hear a cry in your own mewls. Finally. 

“Fuck, she feels so good,” Byounggon groans. He suddenly snaps his hips up into you, coaxing a pornographic moan that would probably make you feel shy if you weren’t so incredibly needy.

Byounggon’s hand glides up the front of your body, pressing firmly against your upper abdomen to hold you in place against his chest. You hum, covering his hand with yours, grateful for the stability. You arch your back as you continuously pump yourself full of him, free hand digging into the cushion next to you. He feels so fucking perfect inside you that you’re not sure you can handle it. 

Especially not with Seunghun fucking his hand for you to watch, precum quickly accumulating at the head of his cock. Suddenly your mouth feels too dry, too empty. You whine from the frustration.

“Mm? What is it, baby?” Seunghun asks, curious eyes accompanied by a knowing smile.

You don’t tell him that you want him to use your mouth instead of his hand, that you want him to cum down your throat. You’re feeling too overwhelmed to say much at all, thighs quaking from your every sense being stimulated.

“Wanna cum,” you moan in an almost-whisper, eliciting a twitch of Byounggon’s cock inside you. You can hear him hiss and thrust up, holding your body down on him firmly so you can feel him in the farthest depths of your cunt. Your eyes flutter closed at the feeling, jaw slack. “Gon,” you plead, head falling back on his shoulder. You can feel his body respond to every little word, every little touch, hands and cock so affected by you, so eager to take care of you.

Seunghun doesn’t seem to be upset that you’re not watching him anymore like you thought he’d be. “Gon,” he starts, his voice scratchy from the way he’s gotten himself riled up. “Make her cum.”

 Your body jerks when you suddenly feel pressure on your all-too-sensitive clit. Your head rolls on Byounggon’s shoulder, the softest whine of need leaving your lips. You can feel his eyes burning into you, no doubt getting off on how fucked out you look. He has fully taken control by this point, fucking up into you as deeply as he can reach with each thrust. “Cum for me, y/n,” he coos by your ear, his own unsteady breathing giving himself away.

It’s mere seconds before you do exactly that, hands clutching at the forearm responsible for the circles on your clit. “F-fuck, Gon,” you stutter out as your cunt suctions to his cock, your body suddenly feeling too heavy. He fucks you through your orgasm, surprising no one when he groans and pumps you full of his own cum. 

You melt into Byounggon and he melts into the couch behind him. You’re both panting and sweating, satiated but still on the edge of your seats. Byounggon rubs his hand soothingly over your stomach and it’s this small gesture that reminds you who he is: your best friend that always takes care of you.

You don’t have time to appreciate it, though, because there are hands gliding up the insides of your thigh. You hum and start to lift your head, Seunghun’s hands drifting further upwards until they’re on your hips, tugging for your attention. “Too tired, princess?”

You shake your head and reach out for him. His smile is warm, fond, as he carefully pulls you to him, Byounggon’s length sliding out of you. He hovers you above his lap, lips devouring yours the second they’re close enough. “Such a good girl for us,” he mumbles between kisses, making you gasp when he suddenly flips you over, pressing you into the couch beneath him. 

His fingertips stroke down your back on either side until they land on your hips once again, sharply pulling them up to him as he thrusts his own, letting his cock slide between your folds. You twitch from the sensitivity, whimpering his name. “You sound so pretty.” He grinds himself against you, letting you feel every nerve ignite from the drag of his cock on your sex. “Gon, c’mere. Come hold her hand.”

Your stomach flips, unsure whether he’s just being sweet or implying that you might need it. Either way, Gon does as he’s told, sinking to the ground next to you, his fingers lacing through yours. “I got you,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. It’s just in time because the next second, Seunghun is pushing his thick cock inside you in one go.

You can feel tears pricking your eyes, a silent moan exhausting all of your oxygen. Byounggon was plenty to fill you but the stretch of Seunghun burns just right. Combine that with your already-sensitive state and your body is overloaded. “H-hun,” you cry. “Feel so full.”

Seunghun sucks air through his teeth as he starts to shallowly thrust inside you, his eyes glued to the point your bodies meet. “You’re already squeezing me like crazy,” he groans, his head falling back as he takes a minute to just enjoy the feeling of you wrapped around him. His thumb busies itself on your clit and you squeeze Byoungon’s hand, whimpering as you fight the spasming of your body.

Byounggon slides your shirt up above your breasts and leans in, his soft lips enveloping your nipple. The slow tease of his tongue only makes you squeeze his hand harder. He was supposed to be your refuge but he’s only adding to the fire. You can’t help but watch him–his soft, closed eyelashes making him look precious even while he inches you closer to climax.

Maybe Seunghun just came back to reality or maybe he got a little jealous of your attention being placed elsewhere. He suddenly starts to ramp up his pace, forcing your attention back to him as he drives himself into you again and again, never properly letting you adjust to the change of speed.

It’s all to his plan. Fuck you out of your mind until he’s the only thing left in it.

Byounggon struggles to keep a grasp on your nipple now, your breasts bouncing far too much. He opts for messy, wet kisses all over your breast, chest, and neck instead, groaning as if he’s the one getting to fuck you. He probably feels like he is with the way you can’t stop crying and whimpering and whining so close to his ear. You’re not using words anymore, just letting Seunghun and his cock pull out of you whatever it is they want.

“Look at you,” Seunghun coos, his cock slowing only to push in deeper with every thrust. The thumb on your clit slows to a stop. He revels in the way your eyebrows knit together every time he presses into you fully, your eyes both pleading for mercy and begging him not to stop. “It feels good having us take care of you, hmm?” You can’t answer him and he knows it. “Just so wet and willing to let your two best friends fill you to the brim?”

You gasp for the air you keep forgetting to breathe in, your free hand falling above your head. You’re hot. The room is damp with sweat and sex. You try to find words, force your mouth to speak. “Need you,” does the job, even though it comes out dripping with pathetic desperation. 

Seunghun hums his approval, returning to his ministrations on your clit. His hips start to pick up their pace again–gradually this time–and you give yourself over to the feelings. “Need me?” He looks sexy, almost arrogant, as he taunts you. “I’ll give you all of me.”

And my god, he does. Seunghun drills into you with abandon, eyes tracing your face and body for every tiny reaction he can rip out of you. He notes the way your saliva pools in your mouth, the way your body vibrates, the way tears drip from your eyelashes. It’s all so delicious to him. He leans over you, his free thumb brushing a tear from your cheek. “Pretty baby,” he mumbles against the corner of your lips, never quite kissing you. “Want to fill you up with my cum, is that okay?”

You choke out a sob, nodding and writhing beneath him as his thumb adjusts to match the ruthless speed of his hips. Byounggon is threading his hand through your hair now, soothing you as much as he can given the circumstances. “You’re doing so well, y/n,” he praises and it fucks you up because you can hear how sincerely he means it. Another reminder of who you’re with and how much you care for each other.

Seunghun’s hands wander back down to your hips, grabbing them tightly in preparation. He motions for Byounggon to work your clit for him with a simple nod of his head and then it’s game over.

Seunghun pulls your hips down onto him with every thrust into you. His own brows are furrowed now, but in concentration. Neither of them have fucked you as hard as he’s fucking you now. He was deep and snappy before, but now he’s slapping skin against skin with so much force that you can practically feel your soul exiting your body. You don’t even need Byounggon’s deft fingers, but they work you into a frenzy anyway.

“S-Seunghun!” You cry out, your orgasm overcoming you so quickly you don’t even have time to prepare for it. You’re rendered useless as he fucks you through it, body limp and brain clouded. You’re only really aware of the sound of Seunghun swearing under his breath as you clench around him, fucking into you a time or ten more until he’s painting your inner walls with his seed.

You’re not entirely sure how long you stay like this. You only know that you start to come down when you feel two soft pairs of lips kissing your shoulder and your chest, calling you back to them. “Hmm?” You mumble, letting them know that you’re here, that you hear them. You blink your eyes slowly until you can focus them back on the present.

You smile warmly, shyly at your two best friends who are looking at you with stars in their eyes. “Thank you?” You say, unsure, and they laugh, nuzzling their faces into your shoulders. “Love you,” you say, and you’ve never been more sure about anything.

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CIX REACTIONS

Reaction to you wearing their clothes

A/N: Requests open; Genre: Fluff Warnings: Suggestive, Cursing Masterlists: JPOP & KPOP

BX

You let out a groan, not being able to reach your favorite mug from the top shelf in the cabinet, "Ugh why did he put it up here!" You mumble to yourself, before standing up on your tiptoes, stretching your body as far as you can. "Ugh, almost got i-" Your words trail off when you hear the sound of someone clearing their throat behind you, you twist back to look at them. "Ehm, hey.." You say sheepishly as you're met with your boyfriend, Byounggon, feeling your face heat up because you know he can definitely see your underwear peeking out from his shirt you have on. "Well damn you look good in my shirt.. need help?" He asks, letting out a laugh, making his way over to you, grabbing the cup and placing it in your hands. "Baby! Next time don't put my mug so high up!" You playfully scold, causing him to smirk as he wraps his arms around your waist. "Oh I'm definitely putting everything up high from now on!" He says, shooting you a toothy grin.

Seunghun

"Hey jagi, can you bring me my charger??" Seunghun yells to you from your shared bedroom, causing you to playfully roll your eyes as you grab his charger. "Hun, just pause the gam-" You begin as you walk into the bedroom, stopping when you see the way your boyfriend is looking at you, eyes completely abandoning the game. "What..?" You ask, standing awkwardly in the doorway, he continues staring at you before a smile creeps onto his face. "You're wearing my hoodie?" He asks, a slight smirk evident on his face. "Y-yeah.. you said I could?" You say slightly confused, earning a laugh from him. "I did but I didn't expect you to actually do it.. I like it a lot.." He says, a blush creeping up his face causing you to smile. "Oh? You do?" You ask, making your way to him. "I didn't think you'd like it this much." You say, a smirk making its way on your lips as you plant a quick kiss on his lips before sprinting out of the room, Seunghun trailing behind you.

Yonghee

"Y/N! You look so cute !" Your boyfriend says excitedly when he walks in the door after seeing you wearing one of his hoodies. "Awh haha thanks baby. How was rehearsal?" You ask, cheeks flushed from his previous compliment, Yonghee lets out a laugh at your shyness as he sits next to you. "Jagi, I can't focus right now, you look too cute in my hoodie!" He says, pulling you into his arms. "You're so dramatic!" You say through laughter when his fingers start tickling your sides. "S-stop." You beg, laughter continuing to fill the air as he joins you. "Only if you promise to never wear another hoodie again, only mine." He says in a serious voice, earning an exaggerated nod from you. "Okay yes whatever you want!" You yell out causing his fingers to stop as he pulls you into his arms. "Good, I could get used to this." He says, running his fingers through your hair. "I love you" You say with a smile, giving him a gentle kiss, causing him to smile. "I love you too."

Jinyoung

"What is it babe?" You ask with a laugh, not expecting your boyfriend to look at you like that when you arrived with groceries. "I'm shocked! You look so good you look in my clothes! I didn't think I'd like it this much is all jagi." He says, turning towards you with a loaf of bread in his hands and a nonchalant look. "Why are you surprised? You saw me put it on this morning.. as a matter of fact you were the one who lost my shirt!" You tell him with a loud laugh, glaring your eyes at him as you remember your lost shirt. "Wh-me? I don't remember that, I don't know what you're talking about." Jinyoung defends, holding in his laughter as he looks away from you. "Okay.." You say sarcastically, teasing him as you wrap your arms around him. "Do you really like it when I wear your clothes?" You ask, he nods, returning your embrace before he looks down at you with a smirk. "Although, thinking about this morning.. I like you better without them." He says, earning a playful smack to the chest followed by laughter from both of you.

Hyunsuk

"Hey Y/N, what was that song called aga-" Hyunsuk's words trail off when he sees you laying on the couch in his over-sized t-shirt, causing your head to fly up, you give him a confused look when you notice him looking at you. "What's wrong?" You ask as he continues his stare, causing you to sit up in an upright position. "Is that my shirt?" He asks, taking a seat next to you, a smile forming on your lips. "Yes! Did you really think I wouldn't take you up on it when you offered to share your clothes??" You ask with a big smile, bumping his much larger shoulder with yours, causing him to let out a small giggle. "I'm really glad you did.. you look so cute in my clothes jagi." Hyunsuk says sweetly, pulling you into his arms. "I don't think you'll ever get this shirt back though.. it's so comfy!" You tell him as you wrap your arms around him and look up at him. "You can keep it, it looks better on you anyways." He says, giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead, causing a giggle to escape your lips.

A/N: They're so CUTE

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Making out with cix when they’re horny? 👀

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g!n reader x cix

warnings: nsfw! (minors dni)

a/n: CIX BRAINROT AAA these were supposed to just be bullets but i got a littttle carried away hehe

‧₊˚. byounggon

you had suddenly straddled him while he was working on music at his desk, arms wrapped around his neck as you kissed him stupidly. he'd be a bit stunned at first, letting out a "woah, you okay, hun?" — but when you whispered into his ear how needy you were, a flip would switch in his head and he'd be all over you right away. his plush lips moved in sync with yours as you let him take the lead, his hands finding the tops of your thighs, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. you couldn't help but moan into his mouth and the sound would only spur him on further. his hands would travel up your hips until they were pressed against your lower back where your shirt had ridden up slightly, drawing tiny circles on the exposed skin. he'd use his grip on you to help rock you in his lap, happily swallowing your moans with every brush of your hips against his.

"i'm gonna make you feel so good."

‧₊˚. seunghun

it'd start off with sleepy morning kisses, both of you still comfy in bed and barely awake. you'd be pressed close against his chest to salvage as much warmth as possible in the cold room, your lips moving lazily against his. one of his hands would tightly be gripping your waist as the kiss heats up, smoothly slipping his tongue into your mouth. you'd ride your hands up under his shirt, drawing patterns on his stomach, fingers dancing across his chest. your hands turn him on so much and he'd get hard from only that; you exploring his body. he'd roll onto his back, pulling you on top of him before latching his lips to your jaw, nipping at your sweet spots, and then he'll trail his kisses back up to your swollen lips. the way he rut up into your core drove you crazy, your hands finding solace on his shoulders to ground you.

"i want you so bad, baby," he'd let out in a breathy moan. and what he wants, he gets.

‧₊˚. yonghee

i feel like it'd start out super innocent. probably just watching a show in his bed, or taking a nap together. you feel him shift closer to you before resting his head on your shoulder — and then you feel his gaze on you. you'd look down at him and give him a soft smile before turning back to the screen — but then he'd lift his head and his hand would come up to your chin, turning your face back towards him, capturing your lips before you could even think. this kiss was needier than they usually are between you two and you couldn't stop the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach as his hand moved to hold the back of your neck. he would help you lay down gently before moving on top of you in one swift movement, never once breaking the kiss. yonghee rarely initiated intimacy like this and you knew that he had to have been really pent up to get to this point. you could feel his erection poking your thigh as he pressed himself against you, airy moans leaving his mouth as you reach up to tangle your hands in his hair and pull him even closer to you.

‧₊˚. jinyoung

jinyoung had his lips on yours the moment he had walked through that door. maybe sending him pics of you in only your underwear while he was working hadn't been the best idea — because now he was going to eat you alive. he'd run his fingers through your hair and tilt your head back in the process to expose your neck to him, lightly biting and kissing your skin — just enough to make you needy but not enough to bruise. your hands would be tightly clasped onto his jacket, unable to control your moans as he licked over a particularly hard bite before grabbing both of your cheeks in his hands and slamming his lips against yours again. he'd walk you back towards the couch, taking a seat before pulling you onto his thigh. you were already riled up by his lips, and the contact between your heat and the muscles of his thigh was enough to punch a moan out of you, dropping your head against his shoulder.

"none of that, prince(ss). i want to see how i make you fall apart."

‧₊˚. hyunsuk

you can immediately tell when hyunsuk is horny — he doesn't even try to hide it. he becomes so touchy and clingy and if you're not giving him attention, he'll follow you around the house like a dejected puppy. once you're finished with your tasks, you'll finally give him your attention, standing up on your tippy-toes to press a light and sweet kiss to his lips. when i tell you he'd literally whine when you pull away, grip your hips before you could slip off, and pull you in again ten times harder. he'd turn into putty in your hands when you slip your hands under his shirt and run your fingernails lightly down his back. the kiss would be so desperate, quiet gasps leaving your lips as he slowly backs you up against the wall. one of his arms would come up to cage you in, your senses only filled with the scent of his cologne and his soft lips on yours. he'd break the kiss to whisper all the things he wanted to do to you right then and there, his warm breath fanning your sensitive ears, sending shivers down your spine.

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CIX “Getting caught in the act”

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BX/Byounggon: 

It was like you two were the only one’s in the world, Byounggon’s hands in your hair and holding your face close to his. His eyebrows were furrowed, gently rocking his hips up into you. Soft groans spilling from his lips as you whimpered, tightening the grip of your legs around his waist. 

Seunghun had long texted him, giving him the warning that he was on his way back because he knew you were around. Assuming that he had given you both enough time to get decent. However, Byounggon didn’t even care about his phone. Now flipping you over and pressing you into the mattress, kissing you deeply.

Byounggon could feel you getting close, your sounds picking up along with his pace. “You’re so beautiful like this.” He complimented, looking at the way you were falling apart for him. “You two really need to look on your phone’s more.” Neither of you had anticipated a 3rd voice in the mix, Byounggon’s head whipping around to see Seunghun standing in the door way. 

You scrambled to cover yourself as Byounggon shooed his roommate away. “It’s not my fault, I tried to warn you!” You heard Seunghun laugh as you tried to stifle your own. You didn’t feel as bad, because Byounggon took the brunt of it. But when he came back, he sank into your touch and burried his face into your chest. 

“I’m so embarrassed, I even heard my phone but decided to ignore it. You felt too good.” 

Seunghun:

You didn’t think you could get anymore turned on than now, face down in the couch pillows with your ass in the air. Seunghun’s hands gripping your waist before leaning forward to whisper in your ear as he fucked you roughly. “You like this don’t you?” He asked and you could hear that he was smiling. All you could do was whimper and grip the sheets, the worry you had in your mind earlier about possibly getting caught totally gone. 

No, all you could think about was how good he was making you feel and that you felt totally and utterly cock drunk. You were whining and whimpering with every thrust and word, even Seunghun felt like he was losing it. So much so he didn’t hear the door opening. 

“Jesus Christ Seunghun you have a room.” Jinyoung’s voice sounded nearly unbothered. Seunghun’s hips stuttered, pulling out of you and helping you cover up quickly. “Where’s the fun in that?” He retorted as Jinyoung simply walked away to his room. He had the decency to not look at you as you sat with flushed cheeks, nearly completely bare on their couch. 

“I told you someone would walk in!” You smacked Seunghun’s bare arm as he tried to hug you. He feigned injury, though went to hold you anyways and kissed your forehead. He genuinely felt bad but he was down too bad for you to care, it didn’t seem like Jinyoung did much. 

“Didn’t seem to bother you earlier.” 

Yonghee: 

You had totally been swept up in the morning atmosphere, that and the fact that Hyunsuk went home to visit his family. It had left Yonghee’s shared room, empty and you were simply enjoying it. Your hands splayed over Yonghee’s chest, his head thrown back into the pillows and his hands guiding your hips over his own. 

Yonghee’s hands pulled you down, flat against his chest and he smiled at you. You couldn’t help but reciprocate before kissing him, feeling him buck his hips into you. Humming in content as he fucked into you, you were to wrapped in eachother to notice that Hyunsuk came home early. 

He hadn’t planned on coming home early, but he didn’t think it would be a big deal either. He also didn’t think he would find his roommate in such a compromising position. Opening the door, letting out a shriek and shutting it again. You had never moved so quickly, scrambling off of Yonghee and pulling the blankets over your body.

“Are you okay?” Yonghee asked, cradling your face at it heat up in embarrassment. He was embarrassed too but that wasn’t important, the way you were feeling was important. “I’m fine, I’m fine just a little embarrassed.” You said and pulled the sheets over your head so that you could laugh it out slightly. Yonghee joined you, kissing your forehead before jumping out of bed and heading for the door. 

“I’m gonna go talk to him.” 

Jinyoung: 

Jinyoung wanted you to see and feel everything, gripping your hair and forcing you to look down at where you were connected. “You see that, you see how good I am making you feel?” He asked, not quite expecting an answer from you other than whimpers. Your nails scratching down his back and moans out of control. 

Jinyoung loved seeing you like this, so fucked out that you couldn’t even form words. It nearly made him proud of himself, he didn’t care who could hear you at least that was what he thought. When you have a room to yourself, you don’t quite expect your housemates to wander in. 

Yonghee had been wearing headphones, reviewing lines from a script when he realised he needed to borrow something from Jinyoung. With no idea what was happening in the room, he wandered in. “Hey!” Jinyoung yelled, making Yonghee look up. You watched his groupmates eyes go wide as Jinyoung blocked you from sight. 

Yonghee turned around, his back facing you both as he furiously apologized. “It’s fine, just leave!” Jinyoung yelled, not caring about the apologies and simply wanting his previous privacy. Yonghee stumbled walking out of the room and you burried your face into the pillows, the embarrassment slowly setting in. Jinyoung dropped his body weight on top of you, cupping your cheeks in the process as he settled between your legs again. 

“You okay to carry on? Or do you want to stop and watch a movie or something?” 

Hyunsuk: 

He had discovered that he adored the feeling of having you trapped under him, or between him and the wall. His sheer size being enough to keep you there, he absolutely adored it. Especially now, as his hand was clasped over your mouth and his hips pistoned into yours. You were caged between him and the wall and Hyunsuk was doing everything in his power to drive you absolutely nuts. 

You were gripping onto his shoulders, trying not to make to much noise as you knew his members were on the other side of the wall and Hyunsuk could see your effort. It left him smiling down at you gently, such a contrast to the number he was doing on you. He just didn’t think twice about the noises the members could hear. 

Byounggon had heard a few odd thumps, not quite putting together what they could have been. He was even concerned that someone might have been hurt, so without thinking he pushed into the youngest member’s room. You let out a shriek, seeing Byounggon over his shoulder and Byounggon instantly shielded his eyes. 

“Hyung!” Hyunsuk yelled, still keeping you trapped between him and the wall so that you were covered. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!! I thought you hurt yourself or- I’ll just leave!” Byounggon left the room as quickly as he came in, leaving Hyunsuk to bury his face in your neck as he cringed. He was never going to hear the end of this and he knew the whole group would know within a minute. 

“I’m never, ever, ever going to hear the end of this.” 

A/N: I’m out of my funk!!!!!!!! I hope you guys enjoy. 

[minghaoyoudoin]

Can I request Cockwarming with CIX? 🙏🏼

I have so much to say and there are not enough words in the english language but here we go!

rating: 18+ only!!! if you're a minor and I catch you interacting I'm gonna getcha!!

warnings: fem!reader, cockwarming, brief mention of baejin's mirror kink (hehe I couldn't resist)

lee byounggon (bx): he absolutely loves it. there is not a single doubt in my mind. the idea of cockwarming wasn’t really something he’d considered before (you had to explain what it was the first time you brought it up) but once he tried it? MAN OH MAN this guy cannot get enough. there’s something about the tight warmth of you that drives him absolutely wild and makes any movement—accidental or not—all that much more electric. I can see him being the type to purposefully move the tiniest bit just to watch the way you squirm around him. it doesn't always have to be about sexual gain for him, though. after a hard or tiring day it's things like this that make cuddling with you all that much more special for him.

"please move, you're driving me insane."

"why would I do that when you look so pretty right now?"

rest of the members below the cut!

kim seunghun: he is such a little shit, that's all there is to it. seunghun absolutely thrives on your tiny whimpers and gasps any time he shifts and he can't help but continue to tease you until you're a begging mess. I think he's always been intrigued by the idea of cockwarming and was extremely excited the first time you mentioned it. he always seems to propose the idea in the most casual situations: you're watching a movie? it'd be better with his cock inside you. you're sitting on the couch reading a book in silence? you'll find a greater appreciation for the literary canon if he's nestled inside your walls. seunghun's favorite place to be in this world is tangled up with you, breathing in the scent of your shampoo while you hug his cock. he'd be completely fine if the interaction didn't end in sex, but who are we kidding? you can never seem to get enough of him.

"what's the matter, baby? is this movie not interesting enough?"

"I couldn't tell you a single thing that happened in the past ten minutes."

kim yonghee: yonghee is the type to do anything you ask of him simply because it would make you happy. on a scale of one to ten, ten being someone who loves cockwarming with the strength of a thousand suns, yonghee is a solid five. he hadn't really wanted to try it with anyone before you but that first time was a game-changer for him. I think what he loves most about it is that you always feel so much closer to him than you normally would, even if there's no expectation to follow through with full intercourse. he adores you being on top anyways, and there's something about sitting on the couch or at his desk with you straddling his lap that makes his heart erratically beat. simply put, he lives and breathes to touch you and he loves cockwarming because it allows him to touch every inch of you he can.

"you're so warm, I wish we could stay like this forever."

"forever it is, then."

bae jinyoung: he doesn't get it. at least, he didn't. you had to pester him about giving it a try for weeks before he finally decided to oblige you (though it really only took that long because he adores the way your nose scrunches when you're annoyed). but then. after that first time, he realizes that there's a whole new realm of intimacy that he hadn't thought to explore yet. he typically only engages in cockwarming with you as foreplay, eating up every micro-change in your expression or tiny sound you make when he adjusts his hips. and though he won't admit it out loud, cockwarming really gets him going. any time you glance at his face his teeth are digging into his lower lip and his brows are scrunched over his eyes. and though I consider jinyoung to be a pretty firm top, there are opportunities for a power-shift here that wouldn't normally be there.

"look in the mirror, baby. if you want me to move, you have to watch."

yoon hyunsuk: he's actually the one that brought this up to you. he was so sweet and shy about it, blushing up to his hairline, that you had no choice but to obey him. I'm convinced that hyunsuk is vocal in bed and cockwarming with you would be no different. any time you shift your hips in his lap or tense your walls the smallest bit he lets out a shuddering breath that sends heat pooling straight to your core. and even though he's the one who brought up trying it in the first place, it always ends with his soft pleas to fuck you into the mattress. much like yonghee, he feels closest to you during these moments. there is no greater comfort to him than holding you tight to his chest and he can't help but believe you when you whisper that you love him.

"I realize I'm the one who wanted to try this, but can I please move?"

"giving up already?"

thank you for reading! as always, please leave a like or reblog if you enjoyed it and STREAM 458! bye loves!

masterlist here :)

© minghaoyoudoin 2022- all rights reserved.reposts/translations not allowed. I do not assume to know the personal lives of the idol(s) depicted in this fic, this is for entertainment purposes only!

[cutie-cix]

Cix + Hickeys 😳

I don’t usually write things hehe but here I go:

This is for Dai aka @yong-jelly bc they’ve been rlly busy & I don’t wanna add yet another request to their current 6 😅 this is something I cannot absolutely CANNOT get off my brain and I need to spill it somewhere so here I go

In fact I don’t wanna be a full fanfic writer cause I can’t do that but I might open up this account for lil cix blurbs like this

Minors: DNI, this is a suggestive piece

Also it’s a GN!Reader, Yonghee’s implies long hair on the reader tho

Byounggon

Thinks of hickeys as very intimate

Not like super into giving them?? But I could see that changing over time

Doesn’t like the thought of having one (doesn’t wanna tarnish his reputation/cause a scandal) but will love the feeling of your lips on his collarbone so he loses track of time & ends up with one there anyways

I feel like he’d just wear a turtleneck after getting one 😭

Or just something with a big collar that will cover it up

Which makes it all the more special

He would be the type to tell you how ashamed he is to have it, but the next time you’re making out he’d point to the spot on his neck/collarbone where he wants his next one

Likes having them in secret places

Ngl he definitely giggles while you’re giving him one

Seunghun

Oh boy

Looooooves it

Giving, receiving, the whole lot

Please mark him up

He especially loves to mark you along your jawline

Please kiss him there too

I have a feeling everything he does in the bedroom he wants reciprocated to him and that’s his way or expressing his wants & needs 😅

You’re still in bed when he finds the hickey while looking in the mirror the next day & gives you a pouty “look what you did to me” talk about how he has work and now has to put makeup over it (jokingly of course bc you KNOW he loves the marks)

But then you get up & enter the bathroom & he sees about 5 or 6 hickeys all over your face & chest so he’s one to talk

Loves marking your thighs too

Yonghee

Ashamed of it all, really

Def could learn to like it, but it’s just shocking for him

Most likely because he’s never been loved by somebody the way you love him & can’t believe that you do??

Like Byounggon, didn’t intend for it to happen

He just knows there’s one spot on your neck— right behind your left ear, that is sensitive

I think he’s honestly very careful not to give you one unless you specifically ask for it tho

Poor angel can’t go to work like this,,

You wake up the next morning to find him in the bathroom with Tiktok open, frantically trying that trick where you take a whisk and try to remove the hickey with that 😭

Asks you to give him one on his chest next time because that he can keep secret (unless he’s doing another unit stage w Seunghun because we all know how that went 😩)

(Side note I’ve seen the Yongtiddies in the flesh which is still crazy to me)

A lil panicky at first but it turns out he likes it cause he asks you to do it again 😳

He’s only given you one, and he finds it while you’re cooking breakfast the next day

He pushes your hair behind your ear & sees the spot he was loving on the day before

Honestly the only reaction I can see him having is just him being like “what have I done???”

But you reassure him it’s no biggie (at least your hair covers it)

Bae Jinyoung

Oh boy

I don’t think he’d necessarily give you one unless he felt jealous/possessive

& I think he gets that way a lot

Doesn’t mind having to cover up the ones you give him, as long as they’re not obvious/ too out in the open

Honestly probably makes lil noises while kissing your neck

Oh the PRAISE—

He’s just complimenting the shit out of you

Maybe gets a lil handsy while he’s giving you one

Likes getting them, sure, but nothing compares to the feeling of his lips practically glued to your neck/chest

Next day he’s like “oh well, we both have them, now we’ll just have to get matching hoodies to cover them up 🤷🏻”

Hyunsuk

I genuinely believe hickeys are his favorite thing

This might get long and I’m sorry if it does but I’m bound to get carried away

Loves the feeling of giving and getting, for 2 very different reasons

Loves getting them because he could just stay tangled in bed with you all day & the feeling of being in the moment (and having something to show for it) is just such a beautiful thing

Here’s where it gets real good: loves LOVES seeing the marks on you the next day

It’s definitely something he’s proud of, like if you complain about having to cover them up for work, he’d just be like “I can’t help it, I love you too much”

What really gets him going tho is when the other members see the marks

You’re just walking into the kitchen to grab a snack when Seunghun & Jinyoung look at each other

He’s the maknae, I always feel like there’s a certain level of having to prove yourself when you’re the maknae

It’s almost his way of bragging to the boys about how good the sex is tbh 😅

It’s his way of asserting a level of unspoken dominance with the others, they notice them on you (and the ones you put on him too) & say nothing

He never speaks a word about it to the others but gets all smirky at times

He just wants the others to know how in love with you he is and vice versa

[heebaeby]

cix favorite sex positions

note: i've talked about this one with someone before and i feel like i should share it. also sorry for being inactive but i'm really busy and its hard to think naughty thoughts when i'm just so stressed.

byounggon:

this is probably due to my attachements on studio sex and byounggon but his favorite sex position would the one where he sits on a chair with you straddling him. not only can he see your face, once the both of you are done he could just let you warm his cock and continue on producing a song or writing some rap lyrics.

seunghun:

doggy style. i did not need to think that long about this one like listen he gets to fuck you while seeing your ass jiggle every time he thrusts in you? the thought just leaves seunghun in shambles. he would also pull you by your hair just so he could have you close enough to hear whatever filthy thing would leave his mouth.

jinyoung:

your legs over his shoulders is always jinyoung's favorite. he could get in much deeper and make you an absolute mess. sex with jinyoung would always be intense and if neither of you are sweaty and out of breath then he's still far from done.

yonghee:

cowgirl... if you're the sub, his hands would be gripping on your waist as he guides you against his thrusts and if you're the dom my oh my he would look so pretty underneath you whining and all that. yonghee really likes this position and it also helps that he could keep eye contact with you during the entire thing. please do lay on his chest once you're done, that makes his heart swell.

hyunsuk:

not exactly a position..? but i feel like hyunsuk fave would be wall sex like listen we know he's lazy and he will complain that it was a little too tiring but something about how you wrap your hands and legs around him for support just has the blood rushing south. it turns him on to no end seeing you this dependent on him. it doesn't help that he has a slight size kink too.

[ocean-ai]

Day 30: Balcony - BX

Parings: BX X Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2,017

Warnings: Balcony sex, semi public, Oral (male receiving), Nipple Play

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Breathless, you looked outside the window of the penthouse hotel room you were standing in. It was your anniversary, and Byounggon surprised you by reserving a hotel room that had a view of the city. You couldn’t believe the moment you were in right now; it felt like a dream. “Do you like it?” You heard him say from behind you before he wrapped his arms around you and leaned his head on your shoulder. You shivered when you felt his lips press against your neck.

“It’s beautiful,” you turned to him, still in awe of the expensive view in front of you.  “Thank you; this has been amazing.” You leaned up to kiss your beautiful man. You felt so lucky to be with him; your whole anniversary has been something out of a fairy tale.

“I love you,” he whispered. You felt your heart flutter at his words; you knew he meant it. Byounggon was the type to only say things if he truly meant them; he didn’t say I love you very often.

“I love you too,” you said before his lips were on yours again. His kiss had become more passionate and you could tell that he was needy for you. His grip on your hips had tightened and you could feel his bulge pressing against you.

He pulled away from your lips and slowly moved his down to your neck, kissing along your jaw on the way down. You sighed and threw your head back, giving your man full access to your neck. His kisses peppered your skin, soft and tender. Byounggon really wanted you to feel like you were a queen. You felt yourself getting lost in his soft lips and the way his hands felt on your hips, holding you tight. He didn’t want you to lose your balance since you were standing in the middle of the hotel room. It didn’t matter that the bed was right next to you two, Byounggon had other plans in mind.

You felt him begin to push you backward and your back had high the large window that went from the ceiling to the floor. The cold glass against your skin made you shiver, but the warmth of Byounggon’s body felt so good. He pulled away from your body and began to unzip your dress and you let it fall to the floor. It pooled at your ankles and Byounggon’s eyes scanned your body, surprised to see that you weren’t wearing even a strapless bra. He smiled, “You’re so beautiful.” Then he went back to kissing you, pressing you against the window.

You returned the passionate kiss, your hands were on his chest before they fiddled with the buttons on his dress shirt. You quickly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the bare chest. Byounggon had been working on his body lately and you can see all of his hard work paying off. Your hands were traveling down his body, feeling his new muscles. You pulled away from your kiss when you felt Byounggon’s hand on your chest, teasing your nipple with his thumb. Your back arched in response to his touch, wanting him to touch you more.

You bit your bottom lip and moaned as his hands went lower on your body. Byonggon took his time with you, watching how your body reacted to his touch and paying attention to the sounds you made. You leaned back onto the cold balcony window that went from the ceiling to the floor and the thought crossed your mind that someone could look up and see you two. But you were so high up that that probably wasn’t possible. Of course, Byounggon had other plans for you two.

He pulled away from you and opened the balcony door. “It’s beautiful out, isn’t it?” He smirked, you could tell he had a devious idea in his pretty head. He held his hand out for you and you took it, stepping outside to join him. You were almost fully naked and the slight breeze felt good on your hot skin. What the hell was Byounggon thinking? He came up to you and kissed you, “Why don’t we fuck under the stars tonight?” He sounded so sweet that it almost didn’t register what he wanted.

You only nodded your head, unable to speak. A rush of excitement ran through your body at the thought of someone seeing you two. The balcony faced the city and you could see people and cars going by. You realized how unfair it was that Byounggon still had the majority of his clothes on and you were just wearing a pair of panties.

Your hands were on his belt and you locked eyes with him as you unbuckled his belt. He smirked, watching as your fingers worked the leather material. You got down on your knees, and you unzipped his pants. The cold ground hurt a little bit, but that didn’t matter to you since you wanted to thank your man for this beautiful view.

You pulled his pants and boxers down, releasing his cock that was now standing at attention for you. You practically salivated as you looked at his length. You couldn’t wait to have him in your mouth. You looked up at Byounggon, his hand was already on the back of your head, ready for you to take him in. You slowly wrapped your lips around his tip, sucking lightly. Byounggon groaned and his eyebrows were ready in a tight knit from the new pleasure.

You took more of him in your mouth, sliding your tongue along his length. “Fuck,” he breathed out. His hand was on your hair, fingers tugging slightly as you kept pleasing him. You bobbed your head a few times before taking him in as far as you could, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You gagged around him, and he groaned. His deep groan went straight to your core and you moaned at the sound. The vibration of your voice made his cock twitch.

You pulled away from him to catch your breath, but you kept his tip on your tongue. Your hand was around his length, jerking him off as you gave his tip attention. His grip on your hair tightened as you licked his slit, collecting the precum that was oozing out of it. Byounggon’s cock was now slick from your saliva and his precum, so pleasing him with your hand was easy.

Byounggon wasn’t a quiet man in bed and you loved that you could get these sounds out of him. The combination of his cock in your mouth and his sweet sounds had you soaking your panties. You were so turned on at this point that you had to give yourself some relief.

With your free hand, you teased your breasts and tweaked your nipples. You moaned around his cock and his hips jerked. He put his hands on your shoulders and pushed you off of him. “St-stop. I need to fuck you.” His words went straight to your pussy and you became very excited. You gave his pretty dick one more kiss before you stood up off the ground, slightly relieved your knees were getting a break. You were a little sad that he wasn’t going to cum down your throat, but you just couldn’t wait to feel him inside you.

You stood up and Byounggon turned you around. He kicked off his pants and took his shirt off, leaving him naked with you. His hands were on your hips and he pulled your panties down before his fingers were on your pussy. You moaned when he teased your slit, “Does sucking me off turn you on this much?” You nodded, unable to speak as he sunk a finger inside you. “My pretty baby just loves cock, doesn’t she?” You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head when he spread your legs with his own.

Your hands were on the balcony railing and you squeezed it when you felt the tip of his cock teasing at your entrance. He was spreading your wetness around and you moaned. “Byounggon,” you breathed out, reveling in how he teased you.

“Needy, aren’t you?” He said, almost mocking you. His lips were on your neck before he thrust up inside you, making you yelp at the sudden intrusion. “You feel so good.” He said as he rocked his hips against yours; you felt every inch of his cock going in and out of you. You looked at the view in front of you, a rush of excitement coursing through your veins as Byounggon fucked you. The thought of someone catching you two like this was turning you on more than you wanted to admit.

Byounggon’s large hands were on your hips, gripping tightly as he went in deeper with each thrust. You knew there would be little crescent marks on your skin from his nails, but that made all of this even better. The view, his cock, everything was just so pleasurable for you that the slight pain almost enhanced it.

The way Byounggon was thrusting his hips had your mind reeling. Your knuckles were practically turning white at how tightly you were holding on to the railing. Maybe the romantic feeling of the cool air and the stars in the sky made all of this feel even better. Byounggon was taking his time with you, hearing your pretty moans and enjoying the rush of someone possibly seeing the free show.

Byounggon would always make sure that you were fully taken care of when you’d have sex. He started to move his hips faster since the pace he had before was a little too slow for the both of you. You took one hand off the railing and placed it on his, interlocking your fingers as he fucked into you. You were a moaning and babbling mess; you couldn’t think straight with the way he was making you feel. Byounggon’s cock was perfect. You knew that if you let go of the railing, you’d lose your balance.

Byounggon brought the hand that wasn’t laced with yours up to your breast. The cold air had already made your nipple hard, so he just wanted to play with it a little since he knew you loved when he would. The extra stimulation made your pussy clench around him, making his hips falter slightly. “Byounggon!” His too had hit your sweet spot and his name was the only thing you could remember.

Byounggon kneaded your breast in his hand before snaking it down to your clit. He rubbed your clot in circles in time with his thrusts and you couldn’t even make a sound. Your mouth hung open as the pleasure became more and more intense with each passing second. You were getting closer and closer to your orgasm, and Byounggon could tell. He knew your body almost better than you did and he used it to his advantage so that you would always have the best orgasms.

He slowed down his hips, “Are you gonna come for me, Angel?” He groaned before speeding his hips back up. He was thrusting into you harder than before, just wanting you to come on his cock. He knew that the little nickname would affect you and he was right.

“Yes! I’m coming!” You moaned loudly as your orgasm crashed through your body. Your breathing was labored and your moans had become uncontrollable. But Byounggon wasn’t stopping yet, his orgasm was building and he kept up his quick pace inside you. At this point, you couldn’t make a sound anymore; you were too overstimulated and all that was on your mind was his cock.

After a few more thrusts, Byounggon pulled out of you and his hot cum coated your inner thighs. You felt empty without him, but you were so fucked out and drunk off his dick to care. You turned to him and he smiled at you as he collected his breath. He pressed his forehead against yours before he kissed you softly. “I love you,”

[sluttyeosang]

sluttyeosang » cix masterlist

_______________ » [✰] - smut [✮] - fluff [✬] - angst _______________

» lee byounggon (이병곤) - TBA _______________

» kim seunghun (김승훈) - TBA _______________

» kim yonghee (김용회) - TBA _______________

» bae jinyoung (배진영) - TBA _______________

» yoon hyunsuk (윤현석) - TBA _______________ » multiple members - TBA

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hard hours archive - TBA _______________

[minhoskofi]

chapter 4: in and out

warnings: smut :)

word count: 1.3k

masterlist

As the months passed, you and Byounggon continued to grow closer, your bond deepening with each day. The unspoken understanding between you felt so natural, and you reveled in the comfort and joy that came with being by his side.

However, there was a question that you couldn’t get off your mind. Despite the undeniable connection and the way you both already acted like a couple, there had never been an official conversation about your relationship. It wasn't that you doubted Byounggon’s feelings or commitment, but the absence of a clear definition left you longing for something more concrete.

One afternoon, as you lay on the couch behind Gon in his music studio, the question burned in your chest. Unable to contain your thoughts any longer, you mustered the courage to confront him, seeking clarity about where you both stood.

"Goni?”, you began hesitantly, “We've been together for months now, and I can't help but wonder... What exactly are we? Are we...like, a couple?"

Byounggon turned to face you, confusion evident in his eyes. He got up from his desk, coming to stand in front of you. He gently placed his hands on your thighs, his face hovering just inches from yours, his warm breath caressing your skin.

His voice sounded sincere, "Sorry if I never made it clear. It didn't even cross my mind because being with you feels so right, so natural. But if you need that official label, then…" 

Without another word, Gon leaned in, capturing your lips in an ever so passionate kiss. His hands moved from your thighs to cradle your face, deepening the kiss, as if trying to convey all the emotions that words could not express.

The question of your relationship status faded into insignificance. The intensity of the kiss and the way your man held you spoke loud enough about the depth of your connection. 

As the kiss broke, Byounggon with a shy yet endearing smile, found the courage to speak, "Well…I mean, if you want... could you, uh… will you officially be my girlfriend?", he rapped out the last few words and buried his face in the crook of your neck in embarrassment. 

You couldn't help but smile at his adorable shyness, and with a soft chuckle, you replied, "Yes, Gon, I'd love to officially be your girlfriend.", almost mockingly. 

As Byounggon immersed himself in the creation of his track again, the rhythmic beats and melodies filled the air, leaving you with a boredom that begged for distraction. 

Deciding to entertain yourself and perhaps add a playful interruption to his creative process, you approached him.

Teasingly, you traced light patterns on his back, the gentle touch breaking through the intensity of his focus. Leaving a trail of seductive kisses along his neck and jawline, you couldn't help but revel in the warmth of his skin beneath your lips.

Byounggon, feeling the unexpected caresses, found himself torn between two thoughts, “Is this how you show me your support or are you trying to turn me on… because it’s working.”

But as your advances persisted his concentration reached a breaking point. With a mischievous glimmer in your eyes, your fingers deftly played with the buckle of his belt, the metallic clasp yielding to your touch. The sound of the buckle coming undone echoed in the room.

“So that’s how we’re playing…” Unable to resist any longer, Byounggon seized control of the situation. He turned away from his laptop, and captured your lips in a fierce and demanding kiss. 

With every kiss, every touch, the intensity grew and your hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, exploring every curve and crevice with a feverish urgency, “Was this what you wanted?” Byounggon managed to mutter in between your lips.

Without giving him a verbal answer, your fingers reached for the hem of your shirt, slowly inching it upwards, revealing tantalizing glimpses of your bare skin.

Gon's gaze intensified, his breath hitching as he watched the fabric slide over your chest, exposing the curve of your breasts. As your shirt fell to the floor, Byounggon wasted no time. His hands moved with a sense of purpose, his fingers tracing the outline of your body, sending shivers of anticipation down your spine. He unhooked your bra, releasing your breasts, and the cool air caressed your skin.

With a hunger in his eyes, Gon's hands moved lower, his fingers undoing the button of your pants. The fabric slid down your legs, pooling around your ankles, leaving you standing there in nothing but lacy panties.

A playful smile danced on your lips as you reached for Byounggon's shirt, your fingers eagerly unbuttoning it one by one. The fabric parted, revealing his chest.

Your hands roamed his bare skin, tracing muscles, feeling the warmth radiating from his body and you pushed the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground, forgotten.

Byounggon's hands now found their way to your hips. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties, tugging them down slowly, his eyes never leaving yours, “Fuck me silly, Gon”, the words fall out of your mouth before you could stop them.

“Patience, princess. Not before I taste you first”, Byounggon spoke against your skin as his mouth left gentle kisses down your core. The tip of his tongue lingered, drawing slow, sensuous circles over your clit, each rotation sending ripples of pleasure coursing through your body. His touch was deliberate and precise, building your arousal to dizzying heights. 

As the circles tightened, his tongue applied a gentle but persistent pressure, intensifying the stimulation on your clit. Waves of pleasure washed over you, making your body arch and writhe with an insatiable hunger for more.

“You’re so fucking wet for me”, Byounggon's tongue moved in a rhythm that matched the quickening pace of your breath and the growing urgency of your moans. 

As his tongue delved deeper, you felt the waves of pleasure crashing over you, building with every flick and every swirl. Your moans of ecstasy filled the room and the wet heat of his mouth enveloped you, “Please Gon, I need you inside me”, you breathed out, your voice filled with a desperate longing.

The words hung in the air, Byounggon’s gaze met yours, a wild intensity burning in his eyes as he settled himself between your legs, his hands gripping your hips possessively. 

"Be a good girl now," he whispered, his voice laced with a mixture of raw need and determination.

As he slid impatiently into you, a gasp escaped your lips, the sensation of him filling you completely sent waves of pleasure throughout your body. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer, urging him to go deeper.

“Shit, Goni-”, almost inaudible words spill from your lips. Each thrust was pushing you closer to the edge.

"Fuck,” Byounggon groaned, “you feel so good," he kept sliding in and out of you while leaving sloppy kisses along your jawline down your neck, the tightness of you just perfect to his liking.

Your moans mingled with his, creating a symphony of pleasure that filled the studio. "Harder," you pleaded, your voice filled with urgency, "I want all of you." Byounggon complied, his movements becoming more intense and fervent.

"Gon, I'm so close," you whimpered desperately. 

"Let go, baby," he encouraged, "Come for me."

Your grip on him tightened, your walls squeezing him so intensely that he too could no longer hold back. With a final, powerful thrust, he succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, finding release within you.

The room filled with breathless moans of satisfaction. As you both came down from , your orgasms, your bodies still intertwined, Byounggon's voice filled the air. "That was incredible," he murmured, "I can't get enough of you."

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[lilyrennifer]

Please take a look HERE to see what the colors and emojis indicate!

Always feel free to request! 😁

🦖 BX

Nothing So Far

🐶 Seunghun

Nothing So Far

🐱 Bae Jinyoung

Nothing So Far

🦜 Hyunsuk

Nothing So Far

🐢 Yonghee

Nothing So Far

[yunhohours]

im fantasizing about making bx cum in his pants 😵‍💫

… SO VALID. i can see it. it’s clear as day.

he’s like.. made for this situation. omg.

[yong-jelly]

HOW CIX WOULD EAT YOU OUT | masterlist

warnings: nsfw (minors dni)

fem!reader x cix 

‧₊˚. byounggon

- he would live between your thighs if he could

- always asks you to sit on his face

- pulls you down onto his mouth by your waist

- makes sure a pillow is under your hips if you’re laying down

- obsessed with you squirting on him

- loves edging you 

- he’ll get you so close to coming and then just pull away to kiss you until you calm down before repeating

- likes when you start moving your hips against his tongue, it’s so hot to him

‧₊˚. seunghun

- his hands will be everywhere

- running up and down your legs, brushing over your stomach

- praise praise praise! “you’re doing so good for me, baby.”

- super enthusiastic

- licking, sucking, biting; he eats you out like it’s his last meal

- constant eye contact

- he’ll literally stop if you look away

- will kiss you afterwards so you can taste yourself

‧₊˚. yonghee

- extra soft and attentive when eating you out

- his only goal is to make you feel good

- holds your hips or thighs the whole time

- his eyes will constantly flicker up to your face to make sure you are enjoying it

- loves when you’re loud. it gives him a little confidence rush

- will kiss your clit softly before sucking it

- a pro at using his fingers

- loves when you run your hands through his hair

‧₊˚. jinyoung

- very serious when eating you out

- presses down on your stomach with his fingers inside of you 

- moans onto your pussy and revels in the way you get louder from the vibrations

- pinches and tugs your nipple with his free hand

- will not stop at making you cum once

- loves overstimulating you

- he’ll keep going until you are completely worn out

- definitely wants to try ice play one day

‧₊˚. hyunsuk

- super playful

- in the way that he will smile while eating you out because he loves your reactions

- nips and bites at your hips and inner thighs before going back in

- gets a little giddy when you tell him he’s doing a good job and will go even harder 

- holds one of your hands while the other keeps your hips pinned down to the bed

- tug on his hair please it makes him go crazy

- makes a bunch of quiet breathy moans; he just loves having you on his tongue

- will rut into the sheets while eating you out

[qiankunslove]

some cix smut, or a slight nsfw recommendation please :=(

[cutie-cix]

Cix songs that I think each member would have in their make out/sex playlist

Minors DO NOT INTERACT

(There’s some repeats but I stand by this list 100000%)

Byounggon

Change me

Lost

Blackout

Bystander!!

My new world

Seunghun

Switch it up!!!!!

Ice

Rebel

Genie in a bottle

Rewind

Yonghee

Ice bro I just know he loves making out to it

Round 2!!

This one’s a wild card but move my body

Off my mind

Switch it up

Bae Jinyoung

Rewind

Bad dream

Movie star BROOOOO

Young

In&Out

Hyunsuk

Like it that way!!!!!

Jungle 😳

Young

What you wanted

Tesseract!!!