#fuck you felix 💜

[minminyoonjii]

Hello :) my birthday is on Friday and I had been looking for Ot8 x Reader birthday fics but people just don't write em and it's so upsetting 😭😭😭

I was wondering if you could do a story where the boys throw the reader a big birthday party but by the end of it, the party is long forgotten and it just turns into one big horny mess- also I wanna say I really like your work and I've sent in a few requests, I wanted to know if I could be 🦝anon if it's not already taken

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🕯Summary: Birthdays are always a special day. Some celebrate with a wholesome heart, they celebrate with their wholesome head. Not the brain kind.

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Sorry for the belated birthday gift 🦝anon. I finished your request before the series and I thought a good ending piece. I hope you love it💛💛

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Birthday Sex|Worship Kink|Edging|Masturbation|Frottage|Grinding|Multiple Orgasms|Voyeurism|Degrading Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Rough Sex|Dom! OT8|Photoshoot|Fishnet Ripping|Possessive|Panty Sniffer|Pussy Slapping|Squirting|Pussy Gape|Pervy! Reader|Instructions|Creampie|Hand Job|Messy Blow Job|Face Fucking|Cock Gagging|Puppy Kink|Throat Bulge|Cunnilingus|Overstimulation|Oral Fixation|Fingering|Daddy Kink|Omorashi|Ghost Face! Lee Minho|Edging|Breeding Kink|69|Cum Eating|Free Use|Teasing|Cum Dump|Very Sensitive Pussy|Sub Space|Deep Penetration|Vibrator|Double Penetration|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 4.9K

"You look stunning in that, darling," Jisung whistled, eyeing you up and down. You gulped, averting eye contact, "I don't know, it's a bit too short isn't it?" You mumbled, tugging down the hem of your skirt. Jisung smiled, "Isn't that the point, baby? You wore this for a reason didn't you?" he said, gesturing you over. You sulked, "I just wanted to look cute," you said, wrapping your arms around your waist. Jisung chuckled, "And you are. Come here," he said, pulling you onto his lap. "Such an adorable little girl. Think you're all grown up, huh?" Jisung whispered, patting your hair. 

You frowned, "Shut up," you grumbled, hiding your face in your hands. Jisung chuckled, "Aww, why should I hm? Pretty little birthday girl like you should get pampered and worshipped, hm?" he said, kissing the back of your neck. You rolled your eyes, "Oh and how are you going to do that?" you asked, hiding your smile. "With a bit of help of course," Jisung said, nosing below your jaw. A shiver ran down your spine, "Ji," you sighed, pressing your thighs together. 

He laughed, kissing your cheek, "Don't get too excited, baby. We still need to attend your birthday party," Jisung said, lifting you off his lap. You jutted your bottom lip, "This is cruel," you grumbled, readjusting your clothes. Jisung smirked, "If you think this is cruel. Just imagine what the boys would do seeing you in that," he said, gesturing to your fit. You bit back a smile, "I don't know what you mean," you said, walking ahead of Jisung. He laughed, "Says the princess who was afraid that it was too short," Jisung teased, wrapping and holding your waist.

You smirked, kissing his cheek, "Guess all I needed was a little reassurance," you said, ruffling his hair. "Anything for the birthday girl," he whispered, licking your ear lobe. You pushed open the door to the living room, panic running through your veins the moment you stepped through it. Some had blank stares, some had their jaws dropped, and some were happy to celebrate. Felix ran up to you, "Sunbeam, you look stunning," he said, kissing your nose. 

You giggled, feeling the tension break, "Thanks, Lix," you whispered, squishing his face. He chuckled, "Come on, let Jinnie take your birthday shots," Felix said, dragging you along. You sat on the spinning stool, "Hyune," you said, pulling Hyunjin in for a hug. "Princess," he chuckled, tightening the hug. You pulled back, "Direct me however you want," you said, not knowing where to put your hands. Hyunjin smiled, "Of course, put your elbows on the table and rest your head on your hands," he instructed, positioning the camera.

You nodded, following each command. Hyunjin smirked, "That's it. You're doing so well," he praised, taking a few more shots. Some with you standing and some with you carefully holding the cake. "Bunny, be careful not to drop it!" Changbin warned, worried about how you tilted it for the shot. You nodded, instantly setting the cake down after Hyunjin said you could. Jeongin rearranged the cake back to its spot, "Hyung, it's cake-cutting time," he said, calling all the members to the table as he stood behind you.

"Here," Felix said, handing you a lighter. That's when you realised there weren't any candles. "What?" you whispered, confused for a second before your eyes lit up. "You didn't," you gasped, looking up at the fond looks looking back at you. "Go ahead," Felix said, gesturing to you to burn the 'Happy Birthday' wafer paper. You felt your cheeks ache from how hard you were smiling, "Wah," you said, watching the paper burn for a single pet name to be written underneath. 

"Really?" you asked, shaking your head at the cheesiness. Bright and bold it wrote 'Little one' in black icing. You looked up at Chan and he only raised his hands in surrender. You giggled at the gesture, "You guys are ridiculous," you said, trying to hide your flustered cheeks. "Ridiculously in love with you," Changbin said, blowing you a kiss. You waved him off, only to be met with loud whines, "Say it back, bunny," he sulked. "I love you too," you mumbled, seeing Jeongin place an actual candle on the cake.

Changbin laughed, "See she loves me," he boasted, crossing his arms to flex his biceps. Jeongin cringed, lighting the candle, "Hyunjinnie hyung, don't forget the video," he said. Hyunjin gave him a thumbs up, "On it," he said, clicking the record. Soon the room was filled with random harmonies as they sang Happy Birthday, with random high notes and runs making you giggle. "Make a wish, kitten," Minho said, rubbing your back. You tilt your head up, surprised that he got behind you, "Okay," you whispered, making your wish.

You blew the candle, and the boys cheered, "Baksu!" Changbin exclaimed, clapping his hands. Seungmin whined, "We're going to get a noise complaint, hyung," he teased, covering his ears. You laughed, shakily holding the knife in your hand. Minho swiftly took it from you, "Let's not make this birthday party a trip to the ER, hm?" he said, cutting the cake. Your jaw dropped, wanting to retort but you knew it was best. Chan chuckled, hugging you from behind, "Happy birthday, baby girl," he whispered, kissing the top of your head.

"Thank you, Channie," you whispered, leaning back into his hold. Chan cooed, having a good look at your outfit from this angle, "Don't you look absolutely delicious, little one?" he asked, seeing your thighs plush out against the stool. You gulped, straightening your posture, "Is it too much?" you mumbled, tilting your neck back to look up at him. Chan shook his head, staring at your bare neck, "No no, it looks perfect for us to play with," he chuckled, stroking your cheek.

A whine escaped your lips, head clouding from his voice. Chan smirked, easily lifting you off the stool, "Spin the wheel, baby girl. You know what to do," he said, handing you the board. Your names were written on it, this decides the order during birthday parties. You took a deep breath and spun the wheel. The boys eyed the spinning names, wondering who it would land on. Chan chuckled, "Lucky me," he said, seeing his name being picked. You gulped, seeing the pure lust pooling in his eyes.

Chan laid you on the couch, "Let's keep the skirt on but the fishnets have to go," he said, ripping the fabric off your legs. You shivered at the sound, breath picking up from the building arousal. He cooed, stroking your bare thighs, "Pretty little girl," he gruffed, digging his finger into your flesh. You whined, arching your back at the sting, "Chan," you pouted, staring at him between your legs. Chan smirked, pressing his tongue against his bottom lip, "What's wrong? Use your words," he teased, tilting his head back.

You bit back a smile, "Want to be filled, please Daddy," you teased back, knowing very well they would give you anything you wanted for your birthday. Chan's eyes widened for a second before he wrapped his hand around your throat, "Oh yeah? The birthday girl wants her cunt to be fucked loose with cum, huh?" he growled, adding pressure to the sides of your neck. You nodded, legs trembling from the pooling desire, "Please," you pleaded, racking your nails over his hand to show your desperation.

Chan clenched his jaw, unbuckling his belt with his free hand, "Don't whine tomorrow, remember that you begged for this, little one," he groaned, tugging down his pants. A mewl slipped past your mouth, you shifted Chan's thumb towards your lips and he instantly knew what you wanted. Chan panted, cock swelling beneath his boxers, "Fuck, you looked so good when you walked in earlier. Had to hold myself back from stripping you down myself, baby girl," he chuckled, lifting your legs on his hips. 

You moaned, clenching around your drenched panties when an audible squelch could be heard. The room went silent, "Fuck," Jisung whined in disbelief. Chan felt his brain short circuit, "Clench again," he commanded, needing to hear that again. Your lips wobbled in embarrassment but you obeyed nevertheless. You whimpered, clenching your sloppy cunt and there it was again. A. Filthy. Squelch. 

"Chris if you don't hurry up. I swear on my name, I'm going to lose it," Felix growled, palming his clothed bulge. "Not on my watch," Chan grunted, wincing when his throbbing cock slapped against his abdomen. You whined at the sight of his precum-dripping cock, "Need you so fucking bad," you sobbed, sexually frustrated with the teasing. Chan slapped your drenched cunt, instantly sending shocks of pleasure up your body, "Lift your hips," he instructed, tugging your panties off and tossing them to Hyunjin. 

"Just what I needed," Hyunjin slurred, wrapping your panties around his pulsing cock. The warmth of your slick against his aching cock sent his mind hazy. Chan easily slipped two fingers in your needy hole, "So ready and wet for us," he said, adding another finger to his thrusts. You babbled, pleasure coating your body in a familiar comfort. Chan slicked his cock with your arousal and slapped your pretty little hooded clit with his dripping cockhead.

You hiccuped whenever the slit of his cockhead would envelop your clit. Chan leaned down, lining his cock with your fluttering cunt, "Happy fucking birthday, baby girl," he growled, pushing in one quick thrust. You whimpered from the stretch, gripping hard around his cock. Chan's knees buckled, groaning against your ear, "Fuck, fuck!" he gruffed, thrusting his hips as he worked your hole open. You ran your hands up your top, cupping your sensitive chest while Chan pumped his cock in and out of your hole.

"Dirty girl," he purred, picking up his pace to fuck your cunt out relentlessly. Whines echoed within the room, spurring the boys on. You looked up at Chan with half-lidded eyes, drool dripping down the sides of your lips as your tears welled up. "Take my cock, baby girl," he groaned, massaging your inner walls. Your body writhed, orgasm teetering on the edge, "Shi-shit, I'm cum-cumming," you stuttered, arching your back. Chan quickened his thrusts, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves, "Look at me as you cum, little one," he instructed, gripping your jaw.

You sobbed, staring directly into Chan's firm gaze when the coil in your abdomen snapped, "Hah, ah, fuck!" you gasped, biting down your bottom lip. Chan jerked his hips with a few more thrusts, "Take it, fuck," he sighed, pumping your cunt with his orgasm. You shuddered at the warmth, a dopey smile etched on your lips. Chan eased his cock out of your hole, "Good girl," he chuckled, stroking your messy cheek. You shuffled yourself up and spun the wheel again.

"Seungmin," you panted, catching your breath. He chuckled, cupping your cheek to give you a deep kiss. "Mmhm," you moaned, licking Seungmin's bottom lip. He smirked and nipped your tongue, "Naughty girl," he whispered, pulling away. "Yours," you said, raising your arms for him to slip off your top. Seungmin sighed, eyeing your body, the light sheen of sweat made his mind spin, "On your knees," he instructed, tugging down his boxers.

Drool pooled your mouth at the sight, Seungmin's slender and pretty cock curved against his happy trail made your cunt clench. "Use your hands, pretty," he said, patting your head. You wrapped your hands around his cock, stroking it languidly. He brushed your hair back, "Such a pretty birthday girl," he hummed, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. You kissed the tip of his cock, smearing precum all over your lips. Seungmin groaned, "Lick my cock, pretty. Get it drippy," he said, holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail.

You mewled, "Mhmm," you hummed, licking up from the base. "That's it," Seungmin panted, keeping his eyes on you. Drool dripped down your chin as you flicked your tongue against his frenulum. Precum oozed past his slit, "Fuck, pretty," he grunted, tugging your hair. You moaned, swirling your tongue around his cockhead. A sudden slap to the cheek drew a loud whimper from you. "Impatient are we?" he asked, smirking when his plans worked.

"Huh?" you questioned, looking up with a confused gaze. Seungmin cooed, "Did I say you can suck on my cockhead like that?" he asked, loving the way your eyes widened in realisation. Your lips settled in a pout, stirring Seungmin's internal sadism. "Open wide, pup," he instructed, tapping his cock on your lips. You parted them, huffing warm air onto his cockhead. Seungmin smirked, "Don't forget to breathe," he said, sliding his cock down your throat in a single thrust.

You gagged around his cock, tears dripping down your eyes. Seungmin growled, using your hair as leverage to buck his hips. Your whines grow muffled around his cock. The weight of his shaft made your head spin. "Always love how fucking warm your mouth is, puppy," Seungmin gruffed, eyeing the bulge in your throat made by his girth. You moaned, hollowing your cheeks as much as you could. "Yes, yes, fucking hell," he grunted, fucking your tight mouth.

"Mmh," you keened, swallowing around Seungmin's cockhead. You shuddered, staring up at him with the need to milk every last drop of his orgasm. Seungmin felt his knees waver, shocks enveloping his body, "Fuck, fuck, hah!" he growled, holding your face to the base of his cock as he came. You swallowed as much as you could, thrashing slightly when you couldn't breathe. Seungmin noticed and pulled his hips back, easing his cock out of your mouth. 

You huffed out a puff of warm air, cum coating your tongue and lips. Seungmin chuckled, leaning down to kiss your forehead, "You did so good for me, puppy," he hummed, handing you the wheel to spin again. You gulped, leaning your head against Seungmin's thigh as you watched your breath. You weakly spun the wheel again, "Innie-ah, it's your turn," Seungmin said, reaching for a bottle of water for you to drink. 

Jeongin stroked your hair, "Just lie down, angel," he said, helping you lay back. You pouted, "Innie, kiss," you rasped, making grabby hands towards him. He chuckled, placing a peck on your lips, "Precious," he whispered, pinching your cheek. You whined, glaring through your droopy eyes. Jeongin easily lined up his cock with your cunt, "Are you ready, angel?" he asked, teasing your gaping hole. You nodded, hooking your legs over Jeongin's shoulder, "Please, Jeongin," you pleaded.

"As you wish," he said, sinking his cock to the hilt. You arched your back as the air got knocked out of you. Jeongin gripped the back of your thighs and began thrusting at a frantic pace. You cried at the get-go, ears ringing from the shocks buzzing under your skin. Jeongin didn't hold back, fucking Chan's cum back into your cunt. Babbles spilt past your lips, mind barely comprehending anything else except Jeongin's cock hitting all the right places. 

Changbin groaned, just as surprised about Jeongin's desperate bucks, "Holy shit," he whispered, pressing his thumb between Felix's slit. Felix hissed, "Fuck, they look hot," he grunted, clenching his jaw. Jeongin growled, using his hand to press the subtle bulge under your skin. Your eyes rolled back at the pressure, and a silent scream slacked your jaw. "Fuck you're clenching so fucking tight, angel," he grunted, pounding your sensitive hole. 

You cried out, feeling your orgasm snap without a warning. Jeongin whimpered, buckling against your raised legs as his orgasm broke, "Ah, hah, ah," he gasped, kissing down your ankles to distract himself from the orgasmic clench. You lay there panting, eyes barely focusing on anything. Jeongin mewled, easing his cock from your cunt, "I think she killed my cock," he whined, getting his baring. The boys laughed at his declaration. 

Seungmin held the wheel in front of you, "Go ahead and spin it, pretty," he said, feeding you a bite of cake. You licked your lips and spun the wheel. "Jinnie hyung," he read, looking at Hyunjin. "Let's take a quick break," Hyunjin said, wiping down your body. Seungmin nodded, feeding you a few snacks. You wiggled, pleased by the pampering. Chan wiped your matted hair, "Having fun, little one?" he asked, booping your nose. You nodded, "Yeah," you whispered, scrunching your nose.

He chuckled, "Good," he said, kissing your forehead. Hyunjin rubbed your thighs, "All good for more?" he asked, trailing his hand down to your tummy. You nodded, spreading your legs apart. Hyunjin cooed, making himself comfortable between your thighs, "How could they neglect this pretty little clit?" he pouted, blowing softly against it. Your body twitched, heat building under your skin. Hyunjin smirked, darting his tongue to taste. He moaned, latching his plump lips around your pulsing clit.

You bucked your hips, overwhelmed by the sheer eye contact Hyunjin gave, "Hyune," you whined. Hyunjin chuckled, pulling off your clit to lick your urethra. "Fuck!" you cursed, arching your back off the couch. Hyunjin smirked, flicking his tongue against the sensitive hole. You bit your bottom lip, trying to hold back the familiar pressure Hyunjin was trying to trigger. "Don't be afraid, love," he purred, pressing his face against your quivering cunt. 

You whimpered, gripping Hyunjin's hair as you pissed, "Sorry, sorry, sorry," you sniffled, trembling. Hyunjin pulled away the moment he noticed you let go. He groaned, shivering when your warm piss landed on his crotch, "Fuck, love. You're perfect," he purred, palming his drenched boxers. You sniffled, cheeks burning in embarrassment. Hyunjin chuckled, letting his cock slap against your throbbing clit, "Messy little girl. Even on your birthday you're making a mess," he degraded, licking his lips.

"Meanie," you mumbled as your lips wobbled. He cooed, pumping his cock with his wrist, "Only to you, lovely," he growled, cumming onto your skirt. You glared at him, crossing your arms. Hyunjin found you adorable, "Aww, my sweet little love is all sulky," he said, pampering your face with kisses. You couldn't help but giggle at the kisses, "Stop," you whined, squirming. He laughed, "Aww but my little girl is mad at me," Hyunjin said, pampering more kisses. 

You melted under the kisses, "Hyune," you sighed, nosing his cheek. He cooed, "Sweet little girl," he chuckled, kissing your forehead. Seungmin brushed your hair back, "Ready for another?" he asked, holding up the wheel. Chan clicked his tongue, "Before that, take a sip, little one," he said, tilting the bottle against your lips. You gulped down, not realising how parched you were. Seungmin chuckled, "Just four more, pretty," he said, seeing you spin the wheel.

"Minho hyung," Seungmin called out, looking over his shoulder. Felix groaned, hair matted against his forehead, "I don't know how long more I can edge myself," he grunted, gripping his thighs. Jisung smirked, "Should we suck off Channie hyung while we wait?" he prompted, grinning at the idea. Felix chuckled, taking Changbin's hand too, "Anything that can keep me from cumming," he said, ready to cause some mischief. 

Chan's eyes widened when they pushed him back down on the couch, "Okay, okay. You hyenas'. Get on your knees," he chuckled, tugging down his boxers. Felix took the lead, licking a stripe up Chan's flaccid cock. Changbin positioned himself beneath, wrapping his lips around Chan's balls, sucking them into his mouth. "Good such boys," Chan rasped, used to being the group's soother. Jisung got on the couch, sinking his head to place kitten licks between Chan's slit.

You eyed the three of them, arousal spurring again from the sight. Minho chuckled, "Don't they look pretty, kitten," he asked, holding special something in his hand. You nodded, "Very," you said, turning your focus back to him. "Close your eyes, 'cause I got myself a little gift just for you," he purred, stroking your cheek. You did as told, heart pounding in your ears from the anticipation. Minho clenched his jaw, wearing the mask, "Open," he instructed, wrapping his hand around your throat.

"Holy shit," you gasped, eyes widening. Minho smirked, "Do I look spooky, kitty?" he cooed, grabbing your waist. You whimpered in response, head spinning just from the sight of the Ghostface mask adorning Minho's body. He tilted his head, "All you need to do, is scream for me," he said, flipping you on your stomach. You yelped, hands instantly clawing the fabric beneath. Minho chuckled, stripping off his belt to tie your wrists together, "You can say your safeword anytime, kitten," he whispered, patting your head. 

You nodded, raising your hips just how he liked it. Minho hummed, hands groping and squeezing your plush ass, "Fucking mine to ruin," he grunted, pumping his cock with his wrist. You gulped, hearing a loud squelch coming from Minho's leaking cockhead. He huffed beneath the mask, riling himself up just to trigger his desperation. Minho clenched his jaw, "Breathe," he warned, sinking his cock past your fold with a single thrust. A broken scream crawled up your throat, drawing attention from all around the room. 

Minho wasted no time ploughing your cunt, his left hand pressed firm on your lower back, "Work for it, kitten. Clench your fucking cunt," he groaned, rolling his hips precisely. Tears welled in your eyes as you tried to focus on the feeling of your ribbed walls clenching around his girthy cock. Minho hissed, laughing maniacally at your cries, "That's it, kitten. Scream louder," he growled, thrusting his cock at a brutal pace. 

Your body quivered, cunt squeezing hard enough that Minho felt his cock get pushed out. "You ain't escaping me, kitty," he chuckled, gripping the sides of your hips as leverage. "Ah, hah, hah! Fuck!" you screamed, arching your back when Minho forced his cock deeper. The tip of his cock pressed snuggled beside your cervix. Minho huffed, gritting his teeth, "Mhm, hah," he sighed, trailing down his hand to pinch your swollen clit.

"Hhgh," you whimpered, sobbing the moment your orgasm broke. Minho hissed, tightening his hold to make you milk his cum, "Take it, kitten. We need to make it stick," he growled, coating your inner walls with his orgasm. Your thighs trembled from the aftershocks, brain foggy from the high intensity buzzing through. Minho tugged off the mask, hair drenched with sweat dripping down his neck, "Fuck, that thing is hot," he gruffed, tossing it on the floor.

Chan's cock stood hard and throbbing, the three brats decided to edge him each time you screamed. Felix placed a kiss on Chan's saliva-coated cockhead, "Is she still coherent?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows. Minho rubbed your back, "Kitten?" he asked, easing his cock from your hole. You whimpered, lifting your head to plop it on a pillow, "I'm good," you slurred, eyes half-lidded. Hyunjin tapped your lips, "Suck," he instructed, letting you swallow down some fruit juice.

Jeongin held the wheel in front of you, "I'm sure the other hyungs' will be gentle," he said, giving them a side glance. You knew for a fact that's a lie but you spun the wheel anyway. "Bin hyung," Jeongin said, tucking your hair behind your ear. Changbin got up from his knees, cock hard and throbbing. "C'mere bunny, lay on my chest," he said, positioning your cunt in front of his face. You nuzzled his cock, breathing in the familiar musk. Changbin cooed, placing kisses on your inner thighs, "Messy little pussy," he teased, laying a firm smack on your ass. 

You whined, grazing your teeth against the gland of his cockhead as retaliation. Changbin groaned, internally finding you adorable, "Okay, okay," he chuckled, licking the outer folds of your cunt. You moaned, mimicking his licks, "Binnie," you whispered,  placing sloppy kisses around his shaft. He spat on your clit causing your hips to buck, "Our stunning bunny," he sighed, flicking his tongue against your abused clit. A shudder ran through your spine, "Fuck, hah," you keened, wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock.

Changbin growled and with a flat tongue he lapped your cunt clean. You moaned around his cock, the stretch hurting the edges of your lips the lower your sunk. Changbin closed his eyes, immersing himself in the scent of your pussy smearing on his face. A squeal vibrated his cock when you felt his tongue flex within your canal. Your eyes crossed, pleasure easily building from the around of orgasms they coaxed from your body so far. Changbin furrowed his eyebrows, focusing on bringing you to the edge. 

You hollow your cheeks, sucking him in tight, your throat relaxing around his sensitive cockhead. Changbin growled, thrusting his tongue while his fingers rubbed and pinched your clit on the occasion. Moans grew in octaves as you got close to the edge. Changbin's thighs quivered, feeling the same pleasure. "Cum for Binnie, bun," he keened, trying his hardest not to buck his cock down your throat. Snot and drool coated Changbin's pelvis, you squeezed your eyes tight, ears buzzing from the appending high.

A muffled curse could be heard when you gushed all over Changbin's face, squirting both the remains of your orgasm and Minho's out of your canal. Changbin growled, marking the flesh of your ass when the clear warmth coated his skin, "Yeah, hah, hah," he panted, cumming down your throat. You choked around his shaft, nose burning when cum went up. Minho helped you pull off, "Precious little kitten is too tired to lift herself," he chuckled, making you blow your nose. 

Jisung lifted you, "Lix and I came to an agreement to use you together, princess," he said, nuzzling your cheek. You laid pliant, eyes dazed and glossy. Felix cooed, stroking your cheek, "Don't worry your little brain, sunbeam. We'll take good care of you," he chuckled, pressing down his thumb on your bottom lip. You instinctively slacked your jaw. Felix smirked, spitting directly on your tongue. You gave a dopey smile, swallowing. Jisung groaned, losing his mind at how cute and sinful you look, "I can die tomorrow," he whispered, tossing his head back.

Felix chuckled, wrapping his hands around your waist, "Thanks to all the boyfriends for loosening your tight cunt, sunbeam. Melt into my chest, you don't have to do a thing," he purred, running his fingers through your hair. Jisung aligned Felix's cock with your hole, "It just gets sucked in," he whispered in awe. Felix groaned, the warmth of your cunt hugging his cock after waiting till the end almost made him bust, "Sung, if you don't hurry," he grunted, face evident with impatience.

Jisung chuckled, pressing his cock beside Felix's, "I know, princess. I know," he cooed, kissing away your stray tears. You sniffled, body aching from the sheer feeling of being stuffed. Felix kissed your cheek, his hands trembling from the tightness, "Happy Birthday, sunbeam," he growled, rocking his hips upwards. Jisung pressed his lips with yours, "Hmm, Happy Birthday," he whispered, licking into your mouth as he rutted his cock with deep thorough thrusts.

Felix marked down the side of your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys. Jisung latched his lips around your neglected nipple, he moaned and sucked giving them the attention they deserved. You whined, thrashing your head weakly. Felix gruffed, sinking his teeth into your sweet spot when his hips stuttered. Jisung noticed and quickened his pace, helping to bring all three of you to an orgasm. Felix whimpered, toes curling from the pleasure, "Fuck me," he grunted, painting your cunt with cum. 

Jisung bit down on his bottom lip, "Shit, shit, hah," he moaned, bucking a few more times before adding to the mess. Your lips drew into a pout, orgasm aching to burst. Jeongin stood next to Jisung, "I've got you, Angel," he said, pressing a bullet vibrator to your clit. You rasped out a whine, pussy squeezing around the two cock buried within. Jisung felt his knees buckle from the grip, "Fuck, holy fuck, fuck," he babbled, head spinning.

Felix sobbed, nosing your neck to ground himself from a dry orgasm. Your body shook as the final orgasm got drawn out of you, "Hah, hhgh," you sobbed, forcing their cocks out. Jisung sank to his knees, collecting himself. Felix laid back, limp from moving. Minho lifted you, rubbing your back when you started wailing, "Good girl. You're our good girl, hm?" he cooed, reassuring you. Changbin prepared your bath, leaving a few bath toys in it, "Hi, pretty bunny," he whispered, easing your sore body into the warm water.

You sniffled, reaching out to grab a familiar rubber ducky. Chan chuckled, sitting on the side to wash your hair, "Looks like you remember daddy's ducky, yeah?" he asked, rubbing the shampoo on your hair. You nodded, hugging it close, "Ducky," you whispered under your breath. Chan cooed, "Hold my shoulder, little one," he instructed, coaxing you to piss while he cleaned your puffy cunt. You whined at the sting, thighs sore with blooming hand marks. 

Chan hummed, rinsing off the soap suds, "Daddy's got you," he whispered, drying you up and holding you close. You nuzzled his chest, "Sleep?" you asked, looking up. He nodded, "Yes baby, sleep," he said, rubbing ointment on your bruises. You melt into his touches, eyes heavy with exhaustion. Chan carried you down, "Look, baby," he whispered, showing you the scattered pillows and blankets over a row of mattresses. You smiled, hooking your chin over Chan's shoulder. Coos and chuckles, surrounded your body, "Did you enjoy today, bunny?" Changbin asked, plugging in a hairdryer. You nodded, "Best Birthday Ever," you slurred, drifting off the warmth of the hairdryer.

[daisykihannie]

Can I get 55 with felix please 💜

55.) "i know it's super dangerous when your eyes glow like that, but..."

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Suggestive??, Supernatural

A/N: feeling pretty good tonight so here’s a little drabble (that somehow ended up being 1.2K words??)

Your boyfriend, Felix, isn’t necessarily the sweet angel everyone perceives him to be. He’s very sweet for the most part, but he’s no angel. Actually he’s the opposite, a vampire. A vampire that can be very very intimidating and scary when he feels threatened or you’re threatened, like the predicament you’ve currently found yourself in.

You honestly just wanted to go for a walk to clear your head since you were having issues sleeping with the nonsense racing thoughts in your head. You should’ve known that walking alone at 2 in the morning wasn’t the safest idea but you were wearing one of Felix’s oversized hoodies and sweatpants so you looked borderline homeless and didn’t expect to be drawing any attention to yourself. Unfortunately you were very wrong.

You were suddenly grabbed by your arm while not paying attention, your Noise canceling headphones doing their job to block out your surroundings, and were pulled into a dark alleyway by a grip that was tight enough to leave a bruise. You were pinned to a damp brick wall, a muscular forearm pressed firmly to your windpipe while your feet dangled a few inches off the ground. You were clawing at the arm holding you in place but the much larger man didn’t seem phased by it at all.

He snarled in your face, bearing his own set of pearly white fangs at you and running his tongue over them hungrily. “So, you think you can just ignore me when i’m talking to you? I was being so nice while complimenting you doll.” his words leaked with venom as chills of disgust spread over the expanse of your flesh. You were only able to hear him now because when he pulled you into the alleyway, your airpod fell out.

“N-no. That’s not-“ you were cut off by your coughing and choking as he applied more pressure to your throat, clearly trying to keep you quiet. You could feel the pressure building behind your eyes as blood rushed through your ears, your lungs were burning now and you knew your lips were probably blue from the lack of oxygen. You tried to speak again but you could only let out gurgled choking noises.

“Awe what’s the matter doll? Cat got your tongue?” the larger man taunted, knowing he was the reason you couldn’t speak or even breathe. You felt your grip on his arm loosening as black spots began to cloud your vision. You were going to pass out and this vampire bastard was going to drain your body of all its blood. “You smell like a vampire but your blood is entirely human and smells so so fucking sweet. You’re going to make such a delicious late night snack for me.” he hissed out and began to lean his face closer towards your throat and ear, taking a deep breath as you shut your eyes, accepting your fate.

Suddenly your knees collided with the cold, damp pavement and you began to cough and sputter as your lungs filled with oxygen, pain and burning spreading through your sternum. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, touching what’s mine with your filthy fucking hands?” a deep baritone voice pierced your ears. Felix.

You looked up to see your boyfriend’s normally pure and innocent looking face, seething with anger. His form rigid as he stood over the other man who was substantially larger than him but Felix definitely won in the intimidation category. He lifted the man by his collar like he weighed nothing, pulling his face close to his own and now you could see the baseball bat laying not far from where they stood and the spot on his head gushing blood.

“I asked you a question fucker.” Felix seethed while the other man was still struggling to recover from the blunt force trauma to his head. “Do I need to hit you again to make you talk?” Felix followed his question up by spitting in the man’s face and dropping him. His head ricocheted of the pavement with the amount of force he’d used to push him back onto the ground. He picked the bat up again and delivered a blow to his rib cage, a loud cracking sound echoing off the walls of the damp alleyway and you couldn’t help but recoil and gag at the sound.

Felix lifted one foot up before driving it back down down, hard, onto the man’s scratched up forearm and twisting his toes causing another cracking sound to echo through the alley way. The other man wasn’t coherent enough to react properly considering the back to back blows he’d received to his head but he did gasp at the pain before trying to curl in on himself to hold his broken ribs that shot pain through his body when he gasped. He failed to move much with the pain and the way Felix continued to apply force to his, more than likely, shattered arm.

“You’re why Vampires have such a bad reputation. You fucking disgust me.” Felix spat on the man again before turning away and giving you a sad pout and falling to his knees in front of you. He cupped your face and placed one of the most gentle kisses to your forehead. “Are you alright my love? Did he hurt you badly?” he asked as he began inspecting your body for any wounds. The way he could switch from terrifying to cavity inducingly sweet almost gave you whiplash.

“No- he-“ you began coughing again, throat sore and raw. “Shhhh it’s okay baby, don’t talk or it’ll hurt worse.” he cooed softly before helping you to your feet. Unfortunately your legs were still shaking and weak as adrenaline coursed through you and your legs threatened to buckle if you hadn’t been caught by your boyfriend. He wasted no time in scooping you up bridal style like you were weightless, “I’ve got you sunflower. Let’s get you home so I can make you some tea for your throat. Then I can run you a hot bubble bath to wash of anything his filthy fucking hands touched. I’ll take care of you well my dear.”

After a little while of walking in silence, your throat felt a little less sore. “I know it’s super dangerous when your eyes glow like that…” you paused to clear your throat, still feeling relatively sore. Your voice came out cracked, broken, and weak but you wanted to say this for some reason. “baby, you shouldn’t be-“ he started but you cut him off. “hush.” you retorted sharply and he shut his mouth with a clank of his teeth colliding and you couldn’t help but giggle a little. “I know it’s dangerous but, you look so fucking hot right now it’s insane.” and he let out a deep rumbling laugh from his chest and had to stop walking to collect himself but he never put you down.

“I think you might be the one a little insane to be turned on by this.” he said through his laughing and placed a loving kiss to your cheek before walking again. A few more beats of silence fell over the two of you and you could finally see your apartment not far from you guys now. “But, I'll keep that in mind.” he finished with a smirk.

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Of Apples and Moss Beds (M) ~Felix [ft. Hyunjin]

Pairing: Werewolf!Felix x Werewolf!AFAB.Reader x Werewolf!Hyunjin Themes: Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Angst | Fluff | Strangers to Lovers | Soulmate AU? Word Count: ~15k | AO3 Synopsis: Felix’s crude reality made it so he hardly dwelled on the fact that he was alone. He never would’ve imagined he’d find a loving family of his own, or that he would be capable of imprinting and finding a soulmate, let alone two. [This story is an instalment of my WereRoomies series. you don’t need to read the other instalments to understand this piece]. Warnings (SO MANY):  Felix’s POV · few descriptives of the reader such as: has big naturals, is older than Felix, is nonbinary/doesn’t care about gender (use of they/she pronouns, even in the same sentence) · mentions of child abuse · LGBTQ+ themes · it takes a WHILE for the reader to make an appearance oops there’s just a lot of backstory and exposition, y’all know i can’t shut the fuck up · pet names (baby, prince, darling, dear, pup, etc, so many pet names, god…) · polyamory · member x member action (suggestive mostly, and explicit with reader included) · nothing about this piece is straight just like any Felix-centric piece should be honestly/j · graphic depictions of intercourse (smut warnings under the cut).

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for an adult audience only. Minors please do not interact.

Author’s Note: so… i woke up one day and this just… happened. most of it came out of me way too fast, and honestly i’m sure i was either possessed, maniac, or in a very intense moment of hyperfocus. anyway,  this piece is a bit different than what i usually do. i really wanted to challenge myself to write a poly relationship into my werewolf au and hyunlix just made sense to me. it was my first time writing such a dynamic–let alone a threesome–with this much detail, so i hope i did okay. regardless, i really like the direction this took, i’m really happy with it, and i hope the amount of member x member stuff doesn’t prevent anyway from enjoying this. as usual, don’t hesitate to let me know what you think💜 [special thanks to my one and only, my soulmate, and best friend for reading this before anyone else and providing her much valued insight]

Smut Warnings: a foot goes on someone’s private parts (MxM) but it’s mild/just teasing and super short and probably mostly harmless to the point where i’m not even sure it counts as a smut warning but i prefer to be safe than sorry · reader is a dom · oral (F&M.Rec) · breast/nipple play (F&M.Rec) · protected penetration [piv] · threesome · degradation (M.Rec. bitch, slut, etc are used) · face slapping (M.Rec) · some praising · snowballing. 

Disclaimer: the story represented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

Felix had never been much of a believer when it came to imprinting and soulmates. He was never much of a believer of anything, to be honest. There was no time to fill his head with the improbable when he had to spend all his energy trying to survive.

When he was very young, Felix was kicked out of his childhood pack. To this day, he still believed it had all been completely unfair, leaving a pup werewolf completely alone in the world to deal with all that distress. They claimed it was all for the best, that he was throwing off the ecosystem they had built in the pack, that he was being disrespectful. 

What did he do? He simply denied their alpha’s advances. Felix wouldn’t know exactly just how fucked up his childhood pack was until he eventually met other wolves, but even at the time his pack’s alpha’s claims that all betas and omegas were his to ‘use’ –yes, he would use exactly the word ‘use’–just sounded wrong to Felix. The man would always say that anyone that denied him would suffer the consequences. 

Felix was a pup, a child, and even if he didn’t know how fucked up it all was at the time, he just didn’t want to do it. So he fought back, he denied every single one of his alpha’s advances as swiftly and discreetly as he could, always worming his way out of it.

Eventually, though, the man found out. He realised Felix was defying his authority, and the moment he realised that, he held his power over Felix’s head. ‘If you won’t submit then you’ll have to leave and become a packless bastard’. 

The man was smug when he said it, Felix could still remember it as if it happened yesterday. How he was scared out of his mind, fighting every single instinct telling him to submit, but he stood his ground, uncaring of the consequences of his actions. ‘I won’t submit to you. Not now, not ever’. 

So his alpha delivered. Him and his goons kicked him out–not before giving him the beating of his life, of course. But the worst part was that Felix’s parents didn’t do anything to stop it. No one did. This man had ingrained his toxic, abusive dynamic of submission into his pack so heavily no one dared say a word.

So Felix was left alone in the world when he was barely even a teen. 

The first few weeks were tough. Oftentimes, he would shift into his wolf form and forage whatever he could to sustain himself; he spent so much time as a wolf that he’d sometimes forget he had a human side to him, too. Those moments wouldn’t last long, only a couple of seconds, but it always left him incredibly shaken when he could feel his humanity slipping between his fingers. 

After months of roaming and wandering on his own, Felix started to realise why wolves lived in packs. He thought it was all bullshit before, but being a lone wolf without a pack left one in a weird and fragile state of mind. It left one paranoid, volatile, mad, and although he wasn’t quite sure how the mysticism of it worked, he realised he wasn’t quite right in the head at the time.

And then he met Hyunjin. 

Felix truly never believed in imprinting and soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was sure Hyunjin was his, or at least, that was how it felt at the time.

It happened in the forest. He had just turned fifteen, he’d spent years out there on his own by this point, and as Felix laid next to a stream, devouring the remnants of his hunt, he felt a presence.

Oddly enough, he hadn’t encountered another wolf this close in years, and the sudden appearance of one made him snarl, made his fur puff up, made him want to appear imposing and commanding as if he wasn’t a measly beta teen-wolf with no pack of his own.

The wolf did recoil a bit, but it didn’t leave, it just looked at Felix with a curious glint in its eyes. And after a few moments of no movement, when Felix’s instinct to fight subsided a bit, his mind cleared slightly. 

A quick sniff and he knew immediately. Another werewolf, and an omega at that. And maybe it was that last fact that made Felix relax just the smallest bit; if it came to it, he was sure he could take that omega in a fight and win.

The other werewolf approached him, tentatively, slowly, and for some reason, Felix didn’t move. It wasn’t that he felt scared or intimidated by them, he just… Didn’t feel threatened. So he let them come close. Not too close, though. 

They sniffed him, and Felix did the same, getting hit by their scent, a strange mix of apples and pears. It was… Nice. But then the werewolf was getting way too close for his comfort, so Felix growled at them, scaring them into running away.

As soon as they were gone, he wished he hadn’t growled at all. He should’ve snarled or attempted to nip, not full on growl the way he did. Regardless, the werewolf was gone, and Felix was left once again on his own.

At least for a while.

Felix remained in that forest, foolishly hoping to see that wolf again. And it was a few days later, as he laid next to the same stream, at the exact same place he had been before, that he heard the rustle of leaves. This time, though, it wasn’t a wolf that came from between the trees, it was a boy. A lanky boy, probably around his age, seemingly normal, if not for the fact that he smelt like apples and pears.

It was honestly almost pathetic how Felix’s tail started to wag as soon as he saw the boy. If the other asked, he’d blame it on how long he had spent all alone out here.

“Hey…” The boy approached him, slowly, with his hands in the air as if to show Felix that he meant no harm, and somehow, Felix believed it. “I’m Hyunjin. I saw you the other day…”

Felix just looked at him for a moment. When was the last time a person had spoken to him out of their own will? He’d spoken with street vendors and kiosk owners and gym attendants, but that was all transactional. This boy, this Hyunjin, was talking to him, directly, and it made him feel oddly giddy.

So Felix shifted back into his human form. How many days had it been since he stood on his legs? Too many, probably. If the aches he felt were anything to go by.

“I’m… Felix”, his voice cracked a bit. It had been doing that a lot these days. His voice seemed to be constantly dancing between a high and a low pitch, and he simply blamed it on puberty.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was hoping I’d find you here again”, Hyunjin regarded him with a small smile, and he’d lie if he said it didn’t make his heart skip a beat. “Do you… Need any help?”

“I’m fine”, was he? Was he fine? Felix was used to his way of life, but did that mean he was fine? That was something he didn’t want to discuss with a stranger, though, so he settled for fine.

“You don’t look fine”, Hyunjin looked him up and down, and it made Felix scoff in return.

Sitting cross-legged on the grass, bare as he was, Felix stared at Hyunjin, mustering his most confident tone. “Maybe you should get your eyes checked, then”.

It was Hyunjin’s turn to scoff now. Nevertheless, he walked closer. Felix tensed a bit, not used to having people so close to him, but he let Hyunjin sit on the grass in front of him, keeping his fair distance.

“Your scent smells, like, super distressed. You know that, right?”

Felix felt himself flush at his words. No, he didn’t know that. He was super confident he was one hundred percent fine… Wasn’t he?

“Anyway, this might be a bit forward, and weird, but I got worried the other day when I saw you here. I’d never seen a lone wolf, much less one so young… Before I knew it, I was in this forest again looking for you”.

“How’d you know I was a lone wolf?” Felix asked him, slightly incredulous. 

Hyunjin shrugged, and he offered Felix a small smile. “You don’t have any trace of anyone else’s scent. Usually there’s a bit there from friends, family…”

Very quickly, Felix realised Hyunjin was… Nice. He had a way of talking that might’ve passed as rude to some people, and sometimes he was rude, especially because of the tone in his voice, but who wasn’t a bit rude these days?

Felix didn’t speak much that day, he simply listened to whatever Hyunjin had to say. He did have a pack, one he wasn’t particularly fond of. ‘Nothing too crazy, they just don’t like people like me’, he’d told Felix. He wasn’t entirely sure what Hyunjin meant by that, and he was too self-conscious that day to ask, so he filed it for later, either for when he found the courage to ask directly or for when Hyunjin had given him enough context clues for him to understand.

Hyunjin liked to draw, to paint, he was the pure embodiment of an artist, and the more he and Felix met in this spot in the forest, the more Felix got to see that side of him.

They met often, at least thrice a week. Hyunjin would always bring Felix food or clothes or puzzles to keep himself entertained. He eventually started to come with his art supplies, sitting in silence with Felix as he drew or painted something that he’d never let Felix see because he was too embarrassed. ‘It’s not good. I’ll show you when they’re good’.

Felix was sure whatever he did was amazing, but he didn’t push his friend. Because that was what Hyunjin had turned into after a couple of months meeting in the forest. A friend. It helped Felix feel like he belonged somewhere again. Even if it was just as a background character in Hyunjin’s life, he could feel his humanity slowly, but surely, coming back to him.

“Ugh, exams are the worst. I just don’t understand chemistry. What even is a mole anyway?” Hyunjin had been rambling about school a lot today, and Felix simply listened to him, lending him his ears to vent into.

“Wait, now that I think about it…” Hyunjin said after a while, looking away from his sketchbook. “What school are you going to?”

“I’m not going to school”, Felix kept his eyes focused on the Rubik’s cube in his hand, trying to figure out how to build one face of the cube without messing up the other.

“What?”

“I haven’t gone to school in years”, Felix shrugged. “I used to shift and sneak into this public school close to the town hall a few years back, so I did learn a bunch, but I couldn’t do it anymore after I started growing and my wolf form just wouldn’t pass as a dog anymore”.

Felix had told Hyunjin of his past, of everything that happened to him in his childhood pack. He could still remember the horrified look on his face as he told him. And honestly, Felix couldn’t blame him for being shocked and horrified by his story. The more he grew up, the more Felix understood the high levels of fucked up that pack’s structure had.

“Why don’t you go as a human?”

Felix scoffed at that, starting to get frustrated with the cube in his hand. “I tried. They require all that legal guardian shit. As you can imagine, my unfortunate lack of parents complicates that a bit”.

Hyunjin went quiet for a while, letting Felix fumble with the puzzle. Eventually, Felix heard the characteristic sound of pencil on paper, so he figured Hyunjin had gone back to sketching, with no intent on continuing the subject. That was, until…

“Want me to ask my parents?”

The Rubik’s cube fell on Felix’s lap.

“…What?”

“My parents”, Hyunjin repeated. “They can pose as your legal guardians. It wouldn’t be the first time a werewolf forges documents”, he added with a snort. Almost every single document a werewolf provided to human authorities was forged these days, so it wasn’t a particularly shocking statement.

However, what did shock Felix was Hyunjin’s proposal… Going back to school. Socialising with humans again after so long… Was he prepared for that? He wanted to learn, to pretend he had a normal life, maybe even… Make more friends? He’d never allowed himself to think about that too much, about going back to participate in the world outside of his little bubble in this forest.

“Would they even agree?” Felix’s voice was barely a whisper. He picked the cube back up from his lap and started to twist the faces again, trying to distract himself. “I don’t want them to… Know”.

Felix didn’t say it, but he was sure Hyunjin would understand. I don’t want them to know I’m a lone wolf. A packless failure.

“I’ll think of something”, Hyunjin mumbled, and if there was someone Felix trusted in this world to charm anyone into doing something, it was Hyunjin.

So that was how Felix managed to integrate into human society again. They both did some research, on public schools he could go to that’d take in someone so far behind, on possible scholarships he could apply to, on places to find school supplies… And as soon as they had all the necessary documentation, it was up to Hyunjin to get his parents to sign them.

It was hard to get used to at first. Felix got overwhelmed by the noise and the amount of people at school often, but he managed. In a couple of months he had gone from being a nobody, a lone wolf secluded to the woods, to being just some guy again, and only then did he realise how good it felt. To be seen, to be taken into account… And it was all thanks to Hyunjin.

During the day, Felix would go to school. In the afternoon, he started to volunteer at a soup kitchen in the area, helping feed those in need. The lovely lady that ran the place seemed to really like him, and she always appreciated the extra hands. ‘You’re so strong! Youth really does wonders for you, doesn’t it?’ She’d say often, and Felix simply chuckled in response, not really wanting to reveal that his strength had nothing to do with youth and all to do with his supernatural condition.

In return for his help she’d feed him, and eventually, Felix asked her to teach him how to cook. He found the act of cooking to come natural to him, he wasn’t sure if it had to do with his enhanced senses, but people would often compliment him on his food, and it made him feel proud. A feeling he hadn’t associated with himself in a long, long time–not to say never ever.

Felix still slept in the forest every night. He’d shift and curl into a fluffy ball of fur to keep himself warm. Hyunjin often offered him his home, or at least, his room, but Felix always declined. He didn’t want to be an inconvenience, and he was sure that Hyunjin’s parents wouldn’t appreciate him being there at all.

Felix only met the couple a few times, but that was more than enough for him to know that, even if he was grateful for their help, he simply didn’t like them. Just like Hyunjin didn’t, either. They were… Conservative. Because that was a thing, conservative werewolves.

‘They can’t accept the fact that I’m a male omega. Sometimes, I’m pretty sure they pretend like I’m not. That I’m a beta or something. And let’s not even talk about the fact that I like boys, too. They don’t know, know, but I’m sure they have noticed… They love to ignore that, too’, Hyunjin confessed to Felix after the first time he met them, after he couldn’t conceal the fact that he just hadn’t felt comfortable with the exchange, and Hyunjin’s words simply confirmed that first impression Felix had had of them.

Males were supposed to be alphas or betas, females were supposed to be betas or omegas, and other genders simply didn’t exist for them. Textbook homophobes, to put it simply. In this day and age… 

Felix knew, of course. Hyunjin didn’t hide his sexuality not even once since they met, and Felix was always grateful for that, because it helped him come to terms with his own. People were people, love was love, and no gender or designation would get in the way of that, that was their philosophy. Call it being bi, or pan, or fluid, or however you want. All Felix knew was that once he left the lone wolf in the forest, he was just full of love, ready to share it with the world, with whoever was consensually willing to receive it.

By the time Felix had turned eighteen, the line of his friendship with Hyunjin had blurred so much he wasn’t sure he could call him a friend anymore.

What he had with Hyunjin was much, much more than just friendship. Felix would often find himself holding his hand, or hugging him, or simply touching him, all without really thinking much about it.

Hyunjin did it, too. And although neither said anything, they both knew.

Eventually, their lingering touches started to turn much less platonic, less innocent. They turned into heated makeout sessions, into groping and desperately rutting and grunting against each other, into Hyunjin asking Felix to help him out during his heats as well… It felt natural, just like breathing, to be with one another. They were friends and lovers and soulmates and everything in between, and it was right how it was supposed to be.

Especially because, just like Felix, Hyunjin also believed that love was to be shared, to be enjoyed, so their open arrangement was perfectly designed for them. Felix wasn’t a jealous man, on the contrary, he was happy whenever Hyunjin was, so as long as they kept things clear and consensual and safe nothing else mattered.

At the end of the day, they’d always have each other, and possibly someone else–or simply other people, plural–to share their love with. Although, they’d usually do these things separately, considering Hyunjin’s tastes sometimes were what Felix could simply describe as questionable at best… He had fallen for Felix, after all.

Felix found himself a job in a local café. His very first real job. That was the place that finally gave him a second chance at finding a family, that was where he met Chris.

Chris worked at the café as a partimer, seeking some extra income to pay for his studies while he searched for a job in his field. Felix knew Chris was a werewolf as soon as he saw him, even before he got close enough to get a whiff of his scent.

The man just exuded alpha energy, and the moment he spotted Felix for the first time his eyes went wide with surprise, but he still gave him the widest smile right after, a genuine smile that made his eyes disappear into crescents and dimples to appear on his cheeks. Honestly, Felix wasn’t much of trusting alphas at first glance due to his past trauma, but Chris’ entire demeanour was way too welcoming for him to not trust him almost immediately.

They got acquainted pretty fast, maybe too fast. It was just too easy to fall into Chris’ antics, he was goofy and funny and kind and a bit fucked up in the head, but he was a good guy all in all. 

A few months of knowing Chris were enough for Felix to learn he led his own pack. He’d seen a couple of his pack members drop by the café, and they all seemed to be just as nice as Chris, which honestly didn’t surprise him. ‘It’s small, only four of us so far, but it’s great, honestly. Don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am right now with them’, Chris had told Felix once, and he sounded truly proud of it.  

“What about your pack?” Chris asked one day while he cleaned the coffee machine. Closing time was nearing, and there were hardly any customers still within the place, so these were usually the times when they spoke anything related to their lycanthropy. “You never talk about them”.

“That’s because I don’t have one”, Felix replied simply, rearranging the display shelf for what seemed like the tenth time that day.

“You don’t have one?!” 

Felix shrugged. “I have Hyunjin”.

“Oh, but that’s something. Well, someone…”

Felix had told Chris about Hyunjin, not in detail, but he knew. It was impossible not to know when his scent was always lingering on Felix’s clothes.

“Yeah, but he’s in a pack of his own”, Hyunjin hadn’t found the courage to defect yet, and Felix honestly couldn’t blame him. He’d been trapped in this vicious circle of guilt with his parents that made it really difficult for him to detach himself from them, even when staying with them only made him hurt and get more frustrated as time passed.

Chris’ brows furrowed, clearly confused. “So… If he’s in a pack, but you have no pack… Where are you staying?”

“Oh, I sleep in the woods”.

“You do what?!” Chris’ question came out a bit louder than he had intended for sure, a couple of customers looked back at him with clear confusion on their faces, and Chris simply offered them a strained smile and an apologetic bow.

“I’ve been sleeping in the forest since I was a pup… I shift, find a decent moss bed, curl up in a nice little ball, and fall off to sleep”, Felix offered with a smile on his face. Over the years, he had honestly started to enjoy it. Of course it wasn’t ideal, of course he would’ve preferred to have a warm bed and a roof over his head, but he’d gotten so used to it, it kind of made him feel like he was balancing his human-ness and his wolf-ness pretty well.

Chris’ face went completely serious, with his hand still holding a rag around the steam wand of the coffee machine, completely motionless. After a few moments of shared silence, he spoke again. “Wanna join my pack?”

Felix choked on his spit, Chris’ proposition catching him completely off-guard. “…What?!”

“Wanna. Join. My. Pack”, Chris repeated, slowly stressing each word.

“I heard you, okay. Jeez… I’m… Not sure I’m suited for the pack life”, Felix looked away from Chris then, focusing on the very interesting and very stale pastry sitting on the display shelf.

Still, he could feel Chris’ searing gaze on his side profile, and when Felix got enough courage to look back at him, he saw Chris looking at him, deep in thought.

Returning his focus to the coffee machine, Chris finally looked away, but he kept talking. “Did I ever tell you why I wanted to lead a pack of my own?”

“No…”

“I wanted to… To build a safe space. For those of us that were tired of being judged or mistreated. There was a lot of that in my childhood pack, Changbin and I were sick of it. Jisung, too–you remember Jisung, right?” Felix just nodded, and Chris continued. “Minho didn’t have a pack, either. But his case was very… Peculiar. He can tell you himself if you do choose to join us. Lix, you… Are nice. And although I don’t know what happened to you, I’m sure it was a lot for you to have been living in the forest since you were so young. So… Think about it”.

And Felix did think about it.

He could barely get sleep that night just thinking about it. About the prospect of having a pack again. Chris had shown him many times that he was just a different breed of alpha altogether, whether he knew it or not, so Felix found himself genuinely considering it. But there was something he needed to do before he made that decision.

“Chris’ pack? He offered that?” Hyunjin’s eyes were wide, and his mouth fell slightly open in surprise.

“Yes. But…” Felix stretched his hand over the table, past his stack of freshly made waffles, finding Hyunjin’s and holding it tightly in his. “I want you to come with me”.

Hyunjin blinked, and suddenly averted his gaze, fixing it on their joined hands. “Lix, angel, you know I can’t…”

“Love, listen to me”, Felix squeezed his hand, trying to get Hyunjin’s attention back to his eyes. “You can. Jinnie, baby, they’re sucking the life out of you in there. You don’t owe them anything”.

Hyunjin’s eyes flickered between Felix’s, looking at his face intently. Until he eventually squeezed his hand and heaved a sigh again. “Do you even know if Chris would take me? He asked you to join, not me. He doesn’t even know me. I don’t know him”.

“I’ll ask”, Felix reassured him, reaching over the table with his free hand to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear–he had been growing it these days, and Felix would lie if he said it didn’t make his heart flutter. “If you tell me you’ll consider it, I’ll ask, baby”.

Hyunjin simply nodded, bringing Felix’s hand to his lips so he could place a kiss on the back of it.

After much consideration, Hyunjin gave Felix the goahead. He wanted to defect, he wanted to detach himself from his parents as much as he could, and most importantly, he wanted to be able to be himself, openly. So, that afternoon, during his shift at work, Felix went to Chris to ask him about it.

“Would you consider taking Hyunjin in, too?” Felix asked him as soon as Chris came in through the door and stood behind the counter.

“Wow, what happened to ‘good afternoon’? What happened to ‘hello’?” Chris chuckled, washing his hands in the sink. “I’ll have to meet him first, though. But, if he’s anything like you, I’m sure it’ll be fine”.

“We… Don’t have much, you know that, right? I mean, I sleep in the woods for a reason. It’s cheap”.

“You mean it’s free?” Chris snorted, but he gave Felix a genuine smile after. “We’ll manage. That’s why we live in packs, don’t we? To help each other out”.

Felix stared at Chris for a few long moments. 

All of a sudden he felt a bit… Overwhelmed, to put it simply. He didn’t know what came over him, or why Chris’ words affected him like they did, but, after a few more moments of silence, he took a hold of Chris’ apron, looking down to the floor. “Chris, can I… Can I hug you?”

Felix had barely finished his question when Chris was already pulling him into his arms, cradling the back of his head and patting his back. Something snapped in Felix at that moment, he started to tremble, and he just couldn’t hold in the tears that had started to well in his eyes.

Chris didn’t say anything, he just hugged Felix tightly, and dear heavens if this man’s hugs weren’t the warmest and most comforting hugs Felix had ever felt. He knew it in his heart then, that he had made the right decision. That this was how having a Pack Alpha was supposed to feel like. Comfort, protection, warmth. Not whatever the fuck was happening in his childhood pack, not whatever the fuck was happening in Hyunjin’s pack, either.

The first night at Chris’ den was… Interesting. At the time, Chris was rooming with Changbin, and they had decided for Felix to spend the first nights here with them, or at least until Chris met Hyunjin and let him join the pack.

“I’ll take the sofa”, Chris told Felix as soon as they entered his flat.

“Nah, don’t worry, I’ll take it”, Changbin shouted from the kitchen, where he had been cooking dinner before Chris and Felix came in.

“No way. I’m not letting either of you take the sofa”, Felix intercepted immediately. “I’ve been sleeping on the ground for years, don’t worry about me, seriously. A sofa is a luxury at this point”.

Felix was used to saying these things out loud without thinking much about them, so he decided to ignore the apologetic look on Changbin’s face when he said that.

That night, while laying on the sofa, Felix did nothing but toss and turn. 

The sofa was great. Plush, comfortable, but he felt incredibly awkward. After one too many turns he finally decided to shift into his wolf form, curling in on himself on the sofa, and then he truly felt comfortable. It wasn’t that much different from a moss bed; the biggest upside was the fact that it was dry and warm here, so truly, for Felix, this was like a five star hotel at this point.

He’d no longer have to store his few belongings in gym lockers, or use gym showers, he’d no longer have to be aware of every single sound around him in case a hunter decided to come around the corner, or in case it started to rain, or in case one of the wild cats living in the area wanted to start a fight. As he drifted off to sleep, Felix truly, truly felt incredibly lucky.

Even the next day, when Felix woke up to the sight of Changbin’s smiling, swollen face, looking fondly at him still curled up on the sofa, he felt at ease, his wagging tail more than proof of that.

Now, getting Hyunjin to meet Chris, and for Chris and the other pack members to accept him was easy. Felix had no doubts in his mind that Chris and the others would like Hyunjin enough to let him join the pack as well. What was difficult was getting Hyunjin to defect.

He started gradually taking things out of his house. Important stuff, sentimental stuff, documents, anything of value. Hyunjin passed them all to Felix for Felix to keep them safe at the den. The idea was for every material thing he wanted to keep to be taken out before he spoke with his parents–if he spoke with his parents at all.

Hyunjin wasn’t sure yet… If he wanted to just disappear or if he wanted to confront them. He was sure they wouldn’t just let him leave, they’d try to convince him to stay with their impeccable emotional manipulation tactics, so he was leaning more towards the idea of leaving quietly.

All his plans went to shit when they saw him taking out the last bag of his belongings. Or at least, that was what he told Felix when he arrived a crying mess at the den.

The sight of Hyunjin crying his eyes out, the distress in his scent, it pulled at Felix’s heartstrings unpleasantly. He hated seeing him like this, he wished he could make it all better, make him smile again that charming smile of his. As soon as he saw him, Felix pulled Hyunjin into his arms, and Hyunjin started crying harder against his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably as the door to Chris’ flat closed behind him.

“What happened?!” Jisung asked as soon as he noticed Hyunjin’s state.

Hyunjin mumbled unintelligible nonsense against Felix’s shoulder, and Felix couldn’t help but bring a hand to his hair, trying to soothe him. “Shh, baby. It’s okay. Take your time…”

By the time Hyunjin had stopped crying the three of them sat on Chris’ sofa. Hyunjin gulped down the glass of water in his hand, and proceeded to blow his nose on a napkin Jisung had brought him.

“You told them that? Seriously?” Jisung softly caressed Hyunjin’s back, looking almost incredulous. “ ‘Your son is a fruity omega, deal with it’ has got to be the best coming out phrase of all time, honestly. You’re so badass”.

Hyunjin chuckled, blowing his nose again. “I was so angry when I said it. They were so angry when I said it. They started calling me names, saying I was an ungrateful bastard… And I just… Told them to fuck right off and left before they could even try to guilt trip me into staying”.

Felix brought a hand to Hyunjin’s chin, tilting his face towards him, offering him a smile. “You did it, baby. You’re free. We’re free”.

A small smile made its way onto Hyunjin’s lips as he looked back at Felix, his eyes were still a bit bleary and red, but they looked so, so full of hope, Felix couldn’t help but lean in and press a brief peck on his lips.

Jisung whined next to them, and when Felix turned to look at him he had a pout on his lips. “No kiss for me?”

“My God, Jisung. Not everything is about you”, Hyunjin sighed, sounding more like his usual self. He turned anyway, gripping Jisung by the cheeks with one hand and giving him a quick peck. An entirely platonic exchange, not uncommon between omegas, to be honest. “There. Happy?”

“Very!” Jisung was beaming, and it made Felix chuckle. “Welcome home”, he added, with a splitting smile on his face, pulling both Hyunjin and Felix into a hug.

Everything was smooth sailing from there. As smooth sailing as living in a pack of several traumatised werewolves can be. 

Throughout the years, Felix managed to finish his basic studies, he was no longer illiterate in the eyes of the human government, and he had found himself with a career goal. He wanted to be a chef. Preferably a pastry chef. Cooking was still, to this day, one of his biggest escapes. At first it was only regular food, then he started trying more complicated dishes, and eventually he found out how challenging baking could be.

His packmates were often the test subjects for every meal he cooked, especially Hyunjin, of course, who was there with him every step of the way, always supportive, always ready to give Felix an honest review of whichever concoction he had put together.

More people joined Chris’ pack, Seungmin, Jeongin… And eventually, by the time Felix was well into his twenties, came the girls. Or at least, some girls.

Chris’ current girlfriend came first, a human who took the place of Pack Mum before Chris even got the balls to confess his feelings for her… Then came Changbin’s girlfriend, an omega who also defected from her abusive pack and seeked comfort in the only other werewolf she knew. And of course, Minho’s best friend and now girlfriend, who had been coming to the den since Minho joined the pack. Felix liked to call her their honorary pack member, since she really didn’t live here, but she came and stayed over so often she was already like one of their own. 

Felix honestly would’ve never imagined his family would get so big. Because that was what this pack had become to him, the family he never truly had. He knew that he wanted to share his love, and here, with these people, he was able to share it more than ever–at least, his platonic love.

When it came to romance, it always went back to Hyunjin. Felix had dated a handful of people throughout the years. Humans, mostly–not to say exclusively. But things usually fell through when they simply couldn’t understand his relationship with Hyunjin. They always pretended they were okay with being in an open relationship, the reality was, they simply weren’t. So Felix often found himself breaking things off with people.

Hyunjin was a bit more lucky, he had a couple of serious relationships that actually lasted a fair amount of time. But ultimately, things would also fall through. Not because of his relationship with Felix, but simply because people change, their needs change, their wants change… And Hyunjin was one hundred percent sure of what he wanted, so as soon as any hesitancy came from the other party, ties were cut off.

Felix truly, truly never ever believed in imprinting and soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was sure he now had two.

It simply happened one day, while going on a morning run with Hyunjin.

Every other weekend, very early in the morning, Felix and Hyunjin would go to the forest, to the same one Felix used to live in, to where they met for the first time. Felix found comfort in the place, the den was his home, but these woods were the place in which he was reborn, so he enjoyed coming here to connect with that part of himself every once in a while.

Hyunjin came just to spend some time with him, Felix knew it. He wasn’t overly fond of waking up early in the morning, but he never once complained. He understood how much it meant to Felix.

And in that place, was where they met you, too.

As Felix and Hyunjin drank from the clear stream, their ears perked up at the sudden rustle of leaves behind them. Slowly, another wolf came from between the trees, curiously eyeing them both.

Felix felt almost exactly the same way he did when he met Hyunjin for the first time, minus the excessive amounts of trauma he was dealing with back then.

They didn’t make any attempts to run or showed any hostility, since the wolf wasn’t showing any hostility, either. Very quickly they were enveloped by the scent of a werewolf, an alpha, just as the wolf came close to sniff them.

The wolf looked… Intrigued, more than anything. Their dark fur flowed with the gentle breeze passing by, and if Felix thought they were beautiful as a wolf, he wondered how they would look like as a human.

Hyunjin seemed to be in the same state Felix was, entranced, but before they knew it, the wolf took off into the woods again, gone out of their sight.

“So, uhm… I didn’t imagine that, right?” Hyunjin said a while later, as soon as he shifted back into his human form and tugged his jeans up his legs. “Who was that?”

“Dunno. You certainly didn’t imagine it”, Felix slid his plaid shirt on, slowly doing each button. “It felt kinda like…”

“Like when we met”, Hyunjin finished, slipping his shoes on. “Without the ‘growling at me and scaring me to death’ part”.

Felix chuckled, finishing with his clothes.“You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?”

“Never, sweetheart”, Hyunjin winked at him, slinging an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. “You’ll have to be making up for it for the rest of your life!”

“You’re so dramatic sometimes…”

That night, though, Felix could only think about the encounter. He wondered how he could find that wolf again, Hyunjin had told him earlier to simply let things flow, just like he did when he met Felix for the first time. If it was meant to be, you’d meet again.

And you did meet again, although not exactly in the way Felix had hoped for. 

Felix loved his job, he loved baking, and decorating cakes, and working at this bakery specifically. It was fun, especially on days like these, with orders like these. A basic marbled cake, frosted with white and green buttercream, with the words ‘congrats on the sex’ written on it.

He wasn’t usually the one giving the customers their orders, but they were a bit understaffed today, so he brought it out as soon as he was called for it. Thankfully, it was quite slow at this time, so there was only one person waiting by the counter.

Felix called for the customer in the receipt anyway, and that same person perked up, looking at him. As soon as your eyes landed on his, he felt immediate familiarity, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

“So, your cake’s ready. Please check and make sure it’s all to your liking”, Felix fell into his customer service persona anyway, it was hard not to, he practically spoke in autopilot at this point whenever he was behind the counter.

“Looks good”, you mumbled once you took a brief look at the cake. “How much do I owe you?”

“Well, says here you paid half upfront, so here’s the remaining amount”, Felix signalled to the register, and you started to take cash out of your bag. 

What an odd interaction. He felt like there was something on the tip of his tongue the entire time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was missing something.

“Here you go”, you handed him the money, and Felix pressed buttons on the register, getting it to open and giving you the necessary change once he had deposited the bills inside. 

You took the box and turned around to leave. Felix’s brows furrowed, confused, but he didn’t say anything.

However, you turned back around, so fast Felix almost jumped on the spot when you placed the cake back down on the counter. “Were you in the forest the other day?”

Felix was completely caught off guard, but he recognised you then. The alpha from the forest. “That was you?” He lowered his voice, making sure the other lingering customers didn’t eavesdrop the conversation.

“Yes! I’ve been… Uh… This is gonna sound super weird, I’m sorry, but I’ve been looking for you, although I’m not really sure why exactly”, your brows furrowed, and Felix almost wanted to reach over the counter and smooth it out with his thumb.

“Me, too. Well, us, too”, a couple of customers came into the store, and Felix offered them friendly smiles and a quick greeting before turning his eyes back to you. Taking a napkin from the holder on the counter and a pen, he scribbled his phone number quickly, signing it with his name. 

“Text me… If you want”, he added once he handed you the paper.

You looked at the napkin in your hand, then carefully folded it and placed it in your back pocket, giving him a “sure thing, Felix” with a smile on your face as you took your cake. “Have a nice day!”

Work couldn’t go any slower after that encounter…

“A female alpha?” Hyunjin asked as soon as Felix started telling him the story, when Felix had finally made it home and slid inside the bathtub to join him.

“So it seems. Well, they didn’t really tell me their gender or anything, but they were certainly female presenting… A lot of… Cleavage and stuff”, Felix had been too confused earlier to focus too much on it, but now that his mind was a bit clearer, he was remembering… Things. 

“What are the odds… An alpha for a beta and an omega”, Hyunjin leaned back on his end of the tub, extending one of his legs a bit, and immediately, Felix felt the pressure of the ball of Hyunjin’s foot on his length.

Quirking a brow, he looked at Hyunjin with a smirk on his lips.

“Are you trying to rile me up, my sweet prince? Trying to distract me with your low tactics?” Felix chuckled from where he was leaning on his end of the tub, taking a hold of Hyunjin’s heel and pulling him further against him.

“Question is, when am I not, my love?” Hyunjin gave him a smug smile, and it was just as he was about to say something again that Felix’s phone rumbled from where he had left it on the toilet lid. He looked at Hyunjin, and Hyunjin looked right back at him. Before Felix could say anything, Hyunjin was already stretching his arm, taking the phone, and looking at the notification. 

“It’s them”, Hyunjin urged, handing Felix the phone to read the message.

> Unknown Number: hey > it’s me, from the bakery > the ‘congrats on the sex’ cake? > anyway > would you like to go for coffee sometime?

“They could’ve just said ‘the alpha from the forest’, to be honest”, Hyunjin chuckled, still amused by the cake story.

“What should I tell them?” Felix was suddenly nervous. Why was he nervous? He’d done this before. Hell, he wasn’t even the one asking the other out… Was this even a date? 

“Say yes! Give them a date and a time”, Hyunjin urged, nudging him with his foot.

“Are you coming, though?”

“I think you should meet them first”, Hyunjin replied confidently. “I’m intrigued, but you already met them, and you know we usually don’t… Like the same type of people. I really think you should meet them first. See if they are nice, and if they are and you want something with them, see if they’re comfortable with… You know. Us”.

So Felix replied then, a short ‘brunch tomorrow. 11am?’ to which you gave him a positive answer and the name of a café he had been to before, so he knew where to go. All details which he gave Hyunjin immediately.

“That’s great, baby!” He nudged Felix with his foot again, making the other smile. “Now, come here. I want you to absolutely destroy me”.

Felix couldn’t help but chuckle. “Needy, are we?” But he moved anyway, leaning forward to kiss Hyunjin properly.

The next day, while Felix anxiously bounced his leg as he sat at one of the tables in the café, he felt oddly nervous. He reasoned it was because you were a werewolf. Felix had truly only dated humans before, the only werewolf he’d ever been with was Hyunjin–he did shoot his shot at Changbin once when he started to live at the den, but to this day he was sure Changbin hadn’t even registered it, so he let it go. 

“Hey”, you regarded Felix with a smile as soon as you saw him, taking a seat in front of him. God, Felix hadn’t realised yet, but you smelt like the forest. Like pine and the moss beds he used to sleep on, and it almost knocked the air right out of his lungs.

“So”, Felix started once you both had procured your respective coffees and sandwiches. “The woods, huh? Never seen you around before”.

“You go there often? Never seen you around, either”, you replied between bites of your food, and Felix gave you a nod in responde, not wanting to discuss why he went to the woods in the first place. “I go there often, too. My sisters like to hangout around the place. I was looking for one of them when I saw you guys”.

“You got sisters? Never seen any other werewolf there that wasn’t Hyunjin, now you…”

“Hyunjin? That’s the other wolf you were with?” Felix just nodded again, and you continued. “Well, my sisters aren’t werewolves, that’s why. I’m, uh… My pack is not exactly… Conventional”.

“Oh?” Felix couldn’t help but quirk a brow. “I’m intrigued”.

You gave him a sheepish smile, taking a sip of your coffee right after. “Werecats, werejackals, werebats… It’s a very odd pack, we’re all a bit different. I’m the only werewolf in it, actually”.

Felix’s jaw went slack, completely in shock. “…Come again?”

“Uh, well, there are two werecats, one werejackal, two werebats, and we might be integrating a vampire soon, actually. Not the same thing as a werebat, by the way”.

Felix just blinked, and you gave him an almost shy smile. “Damn, it’s like you’re collecting otherworldlies”, Felix chuckled, dragging his fingers through his hair and leaning back on his chair.

“Yeah, well… We got fed up and decided to stick together”, you offered simply.

“All girls?”

“Nah. Some of us, like me, don’t care about gender at all. Some girls, some boys, some non-conforming… You know…” You eyed him intently, almost as if you were trying to test his stance on the matter, and it had him chuckling.

“Oh, I know”, he replied, with a genuine smile on his face. 

You seemed satisfied with his answer, and that, for some reason, made him feel giddy.

That was when you truly started to open up. You were just a bit older than him, you worked at your late parents’ antique and oddities shop, it had been left in your care once they passed away, and your den was located right above it. ‘Got the entire building for ourselves! I’m honestly glad my parents were careful enough to leave me everything they had to their name. I don’t know where I’d be if they hadn’t…’

You were very moralistic, and blunt, and honestly? Really hot. Felix was listening intently to everything you were telling him, he really was. But he could also multitask, so admiring your attributes while he listened was going incredibly well for him.

“What about you, though?” You asked eventually, taking a sip of your now cold coffee. 

Felix shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m a baker, as you probably inferred. I have a mostly werewolf pack, but we’ve got a few humans as well”.

“Your alpha allows humans in their den?” You asked, a bit incredulous, and Felix really laughed out loud at the thought of Chris not allowing humans at his den, all things considered.

“He does. Actually, my pack’s alpha is head over heels for his human girlfriend. Any moment now they’re gonna mate and or get married, I’m sure”.

“And you? Hyunjin?” Ah, there it was. It was time to speak about That.

“Hyunjin’s my mate”, Felix replied honestly, confidently looking you in the eyes. “And just to clarify, I don’t mean a mate as a friend. He’s my mate mate. We’ve been mates for years. But… We’re in an open relationship”.

“Oh?” You leaned back in your seat, and the curious glint in your eyes gave him some hope. “Never heard of polyamorous mates before. Does it really work for you guys?”

“It does. We’re both just… Two guys who love each other, and want to share our love with other people, too”, and they were. They truly, truly were, and Felix believed this one hundred percent. “It’s all about trust and consent and all that, you know?”

“Oh, I know…” Your fingers tapped the table. 

You looked at Felix for a moment, the air was suddenly heavy between you two, thick with something intense, alluring, and Felix could feel the hairs at his nape stand on end when you leaned on the table, resting your elbows on it. “So… If I take you home right now, and fuck your brains out, your mate won’t mind?”

Blunt. Forward. Very much an alpha, you were.

“My mate was the one who urged me to text you back last night”, a smirk made its way onto his lips, and he leaned forward on the table as well, matching your stance. “What about you, though? You’re an alpha. Wouldn’t it bother you? To know I’m also someone else’s? To share?”

“I’m not a possessive alpha. Not like that at least”, you licked your lips, and Felix’s eyes followed the movement like a hawk. “Like you said… It’s all about consent, and trust, and all that”.

“Exactly…”

You stared at him, and Felix stared right back. In your eyes, all dark and clouded with need, he could see it all. In your scent, he could smell it all. Arousal, lust, want… It was honestly almost comical how fast the both of you stood up from your chairs. The bills had been paid for already, so you simply slung your bag over your shoulder and took Felix’s hand, tugging him out of the café.

“My place is close by”, you told him simply, and he followed you without hesitation.

“Isn’t it dangerous for you to show me where you live on a first date?” Felix teased you as soon as you both made it to your building’s entrance–it was more a door than an entrance, but he figured the term still worked.

“I don’t know why, but my instincts tell me I can trust you, Lee Felix”, you said as you started to climb the stairs, and Felix followed right behind you, not even pretending like he wasn’t staring at your ass the entire time. “But anyway, what would you do to me? I could probably snap you in half”, you grinned at him as soon as you made it to your door, hastily getting your keys from your bag and unlocking it.

“You wouldn’t dare! Who’d take care of my Hyunjin if I’m gone?” Felix bit back, stepping into your home.

As soon as the door closed behind him, you pushed Felix against it, pressing your whole body against his own, and that look in your eyes truly reminded him that you were an alpha, that you were very much capable of snapping him in half, and that he’d gladly let you fuck him silly at any time of day.

“Well, if he wants, I can take care of him no problem. I honestly haven’t been able to stop thinking about his apple and pear scent”, you caged him against that door, with your hands at either side of him. “But then again, I also haven’t been able to stop thinking about yours”.

Before Felix could even attempt to respond, your lips were on his. Warm, slightly chapped from the cold air outside, but still moist with your saliva, and his entire body came alight. You tasted like coffee and bread and like the sweetest nectar he’d ever drunk. 

Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as your tongue made its way inside his mouth, devouring him, and he simply took it, pushing his tongue against yours and holding your waist tightly. Felix wasn’t sure if it was the influence of your alpha scent, if it was the fact that you were a werewolf, or the fact that you’d met in the forest, right where he had met Hyunjin, his forever mate, making his brain jump to conclusions, but truly, Felix had only ever felt this ravenous with him before this moment.

“Are you clean of anything?” You asked as soon as your lips disconnected, starting a trail of kisses all the way from his mouth to his neck, licking and sucking on his pulse point, making him whine.

“Yes”, Felix replied simply, slightly breathless, because it was the truth. He got checked regularly, as did Hyunjin.

“Good. Me too”, with that, you dropped to your knees, swiftly undoing his belt, popping open the button of his jeans and opening his zipper. God, he was so hard already, how had he gotten this worked up just by a few minutes of kissing?

It was really hard for him to care at all as you mouthed his length over his underwear. “Let me know if you want to stop at some point, okay? You say stop and I’ll stop. Promise”.

Felix nodded, his eyes fixed on yours as you palmed him. You squeezed him over the fabric, and he was starting to lose it, truly. “Say it, Felix. Say you understand”.

“I–I understand”, saliva had pooled in his mouth, so he swallowed, getting lost in your sinful stare. Felix was usually the one taking the lead, but right now, there was nothing he wanted more than to let you do with him as you pleased, and by that look in your eyes, he was almost certain that was what you wanted, too.

“That’s it. What a good boy”, you smiled at him, a genuine smile that made your eyes disappear, a complete contrast to the way you pulled his underwear down, letting his cock spring free from its confinements.

As soon as you took his length into your warm, wet mouth, he just couldn’t help himself, the moan that left his lips was almost pathetic to his ears, but he didn’t care. Felix let his head fall against the door, lost in the feeling of your warmth around him, on the obscene slurping sounds filling his ears, on the smell of the forest surrounding him completely, making him tremble where he stood.

When was the last time he had had sex with a stranger? But then again, somehow, you didn’t feel like a total stranger, you felt familiar, almost as if he had known you for a long, long time. 

“So fucking good with your mouth–Fuck!” The feeling of your throat around him was too much, you were working him up way too quickly, he had to focus really hard to hold it all in. Maybe it was the mix of your entire being–your scent, your values, your tits that looked absolutely amazing in that low top–or maybe it was the new experience that had him so heated, but he’d usually be able to go longer than this, he had stamina goddamn it.

You pulled away from his cock with a lewd pop, replacing your mouth with your hand, pumping him fervently. Sweet, sweet torture… “It’s okay, puppy. You can come. I’m not done with you, though. You can come and then I’ll work you up all over again, hm?”

Felix nodded, frantic, his eyes jumping from your hand working his cock to your face, to your eyes staring right into him. As soon as you took him back into your mouth he was gone. “Shit, fuck… You’re seriously… I’m gonna come, fuck…”

You bobbed your head once, twice, thrice, and then his mind went blank. An assortment of swears and grunts and moans flew past his lips as he shot his load down your throat, and you kept blowing him through all of it, even when he stopped coming, bringing him to the brink of oversensitivity.

“Shit, wait, too much…” He whined, writhing against the door. For a moment, he thought you wouldn’t stop, he honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t. 

But thankfully–or regretfully, he couldn’t decide…–you took pity on him, finally letting him fall from your mouth and staring up at him with a satisfied smile on your face as you looked at him taking deep breaths. When you stood on your feet and kissed him again, Felix really started to feel lightheaded, drunk on your scent, on his own taste on your tongue.

“You okay?” You asked, and it seemed like you genuinely cared, which honestly made his heart flutter.

“More than okay, holy shit”, Felix replied between kisses, making you chuckle. You instructed him to take his t-shirt, his shoes, his jeans and underwear off, and he did it without hesitation.

“Come here, pup”, you tugged him away from the door, walking a few strides and pushing him to sit on the sofa, straddling him as soon as he was seated. 

His hands came to rest on the curve of your ass, and before his hazy mind could register the movement, you had already tugged your shirt and your bra away from your body. His mouth watered at the sight of your breasts falling into their natural place, and right there, sitting on top of him, you truly, truly looked like a goddess.

“Felix”, your hand came to his nape, caressing his skin softly. “You seem to be very focused on my chest. Just like you were yesterday”, shit, he had been caught, but honestly, he couldn’t find it in him to care at all.

“How could I not? Shit, look at these”, he moved his hands to cup your tits, squeezing them gently. You allowed him to do it for a few moments, but then you took a hold of his hands, placing them on your ribs, right below your breasts.

“Wanna suck on them, pup?” You kept his hands pressed to your skin, and he immediately nodded, sucking you eagerly when you pulled his face to your breasts.

He didn’t know how long he spent with his mouth attached to your chest while you rolled your hips to get some friction from his already hardening length. All he knew was that when you came from the attention he was giving to your tits, from the grind of your still clothed core against him, the sound of your moans and your soft praises had him almost coming again.

That afternoon, after you took him from that sofa to your room, after you slid a condom on his cock and rode him until he couldn’t take it anymore, Felix left your flat all levels of fucked out of his mind, with a promise of another date, and an almost bashful ‘you think Hyunjin would like to meet me?’

As soon as he was back home, he made his way to his bedroom, finding Hyunjin propped on the headboard of the bed with a sketchbook and a pencil in his hands. 

Felix plopped on the bed, sighing contently, and Hyunjin immediately chuckled in response.

“Jinnie, baby. You have to meet her, seriously”, Felix turned to his side and propped himself on his elbow, looking at Hyunjin.

“You think I’d like them?” His mate asked with a chuckle, barely even looking up from the piece he was working on.

“I’m sure you will, shit…”

Hyunjin agreed to meet you, so Felix gave him your contact, and in a couple of days, you two went on a date.

Felix wasn’t sure why he felt so incredibly excited at the prospect of you and Hyunjin going on a date. Maybe it was the fact that they both hardly ever found a common partner, and he was sure he’d enjoy his relationships much more if Hyunjin could be involved.

So he laid on his sofa that day, playing games on his phone and waiting for Hyunjin to come back home.

It was getting dark by the time Felix heard the tell-tale signs of a key going into the keyhole. Hyunjin stepped into the flat with languid steps, dropping his bag on the floor right by the entrance and making his way to the sofa. Felix fixed his gaze on him, looking at his every move. His hair was tousled, his shirt wrinkly and barely even tucked into his jeans, and Felix could’ve sworn he was limping a bit.

Finally, Hyunjin plopped on the other end of the sofa, slouching and staring at the ceiling, and Felix slung his legs over Hyunjin’s lap. He was silent for a while, but Felix didn’t push him, he simply kept quiet and waited for Hyunjin to gather his thoughts. 

“Holy shit”, were the first words coming out of Hyunjin’s mouth, just as he brought a hand to softly caress Felix’s calf. 

“How’d it go?” Felix couldn’t hold back any longer. He needed to know.

Hyunjin gestured in front of his chest, with his eyebrows high on his face. “Tits. Shit…” 

Felix snorted at the comment, amused by the daze his partner was in. “I know, right?”

“That wasn’t normal, Lix”, Hyunjin finally looked at him, with an indecipherable glint of something in his eyes. “I’ve been with alphas before, but whatever that was went completely beyond that”.

“It kinda felt like…” Felix started, unsure if he should say it. 

But Hyunjin clearly decided to say it instead. “Like when we’re together”. 

“It’s crazy, though. We barely know them”, Felix was trying to find a logical explanation, anything factual, and not based on folklore. 

Hyunjin snorted. “Darling, we’re dogs. What does it matter? Shouldn’t we follow our instincts? How many people can say they’re as lucky as us? I can’t believe we finally found a common match”, he carded his fingers through his hair, slumping further in his seat.

“So, that means that you’d like to… Include her? Like… The three of us being a thing?” 

“After what I experienced today? Hell fucking yes”, Hyunjin chuckled. “As long as they want to. It’s all a bit… New”.  

“Mm, it is”, Felix finally sat down on the sofa, sitting close to Hyunjin and dropping his head on his shoulder. The mix of his and your scent on his clothes had his heart doing somersaults in his chest. 

Dating you was… Interesting. At first, you’d go on dates separately, either you and Hyunjin, or you and Felix, the three of you just getting used to one another. Until one day, finally, the three of you went out together. 

Felix found it incredibly exhilarating, walking around with an arm around Hyunjin’s waist while holding your hand. It all felt just so… Natural. Easy. Just like it had been when Felix and Hyunjin started to get really close, when they figured out what they meant to each other.

It was all just so much fun, and he was having the time of his life. 

Eventually, you needed to meet Chris. If Hyunjin and Felix wanted you to come over, they needed to make sure that their pack’s alpha approved of your presence at the den, and, honestly, Felix respected Chris way too much to not follow this rule, especially because it was one of the very few ones they had at all.

Chris was a bit guarded when you came to his flat to meet him for the first time. He was super stiff, and a bit more stoic than usual. Felix was sure it wasn’t the fact that you were an alpha per se, but the fact that you were an alpha that just wouldn’t stop shamelessly checking his girlfriend out, and it was probably triggering his instincts.

Felix had told you of their relationship before, but maybe he should’ve been a bit more explicit on how looking at her Like That could possibly bring your chances of coming and staying here to absolute zero. 

Hyunjin had noticed, too. And he had been trying his best to distract you enough so you would stop. It wasn’t until Chris’ girlfriend excused herself for a moment, when Chris left the room and followed her, that both Felix and Hyunjin lunged at you. 

“Darling, please. I’m begging… Stop checking her out. Chris is very possessive of our dear mother”, Felix urged, speaking as low as he could. 

“Oh my God. Was it obvious?” You sounded genuinely distressed about it, and it made Hyunjin facepalm himself. 

“Of course it was fucking obvious! You’re not exactly the epitome of discreet, love”, Hyunjin whispered-shouted.

“Shit, I didn’t mean to… I honestly have zero intentions with her. She’s just… Hot. Looks so…” You made squishing motions with your hands. You really didn’t need to say it, their pack’s mother was certainly very soft and squishable, Felix often found himself going for hugs or cuddling, so he understood, but his relationship with her was entirely familial, completely different to what you were doing right now, and it would never trigger Chris’ nature–unless the man was close to his rut, but those were technicalities…

“I’m just… Admiring, you know? Can you blame me?” 

“No”, Hyunjin sighed, dragging his hand over his face. “But please stop looking at her like that. If there’s anyone off limits at this den, it’s her”. 

You pouted, looking slightly annoyed, but you nodded regardless, finally taking a deep breath. “I know you guys are right… I’ll do my best not to start any fights over pretty girls here. No promises, though…”

When Chris and his girlfriend came back, your staring had finally stopped. Regardless, when they returned, Chris held onto his girl like the most obnoxious koala, and as usual, she didn’t seem fazed at all by this. 

You gave Chris a bit of context on your life. Your den, your pack, but most importantly, you told him the values and foundations of your pack, which were very similar to Chris’ own. That, added to the fact that you stopped looking at his girl, had seemed to soften his entire demeanour.

“They can stay”, Chris told Hyunjin and Felix that same evening after you left. “They seem nice and I like what she’s doing with their pack”. 

Felix heaved a sigh, feeling immensely relieved. At least, until Chris spoke again. 

“But, respectfully, tell her to fucking stop looking at my girlfriend like that. At least when I’m around. It fucks up with my head, and it’s incredibly unpleasant, okay?”

Chris didn’t sound particularly angry, mostly just annoyed. Felix knew you wouldn’t make any real advances towards his girlfriend, just like Chris probably knew you wouldn’t, either. Not to say how they all knew his girl just wouldn’t even acknowledge any potential advance. Hell, Felix doubted she even noticed you were looking at her like that at all, she only ever seemed to register Chris in that regard.

But at the end of the day, just like Hyunjin often said, they were dogs, and they often had to fight their animalistic instincts with an insane amount of human self control, which could honestly get quite tiring.

With the approval of their alpha, you started to regularly come to their den–more specifically, to Hyunjin and Felix’s flat, of course. You wouldn’t spend the night that much, though, which was completely understandable. After all, you had a den of your own to attend to. 

Some nights, Felix wished he could be snuggled between you and Hyunjin, he wondered how that would be like quite often. 

When he told Hyunjin about this, he simply chuckled and said ‘we’d need to get a bigger bed, then. You and I can barely fit on ours’, which honestly sounded like an amazing idea to Felix, but Hyunjin shattered his fantasy when he added, ‘how would you be snuggled between us if you love to sleep at the foot of the bed, though?’ which was also an excellent point on his part…

Regardless, you came over often, to meet Hyunjin if he was there, to meet Felix if he was there, or to meet them both if they were both there. It didn’t really matter, you just dropped by and spent time with either or both and left your scent everywhere and Felix honestly loved it more than he could’ve ever imagined. There was hardly anything that made him as happy as the mix of your scent and Hyunjin’s all over him, it made him feel giddy, and warm, and loved.

“That’s it, Lixie, baby… You’re doing so well…”

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. Kneeling on the sofa, with one hand on your hip, the other fondling one of your breasts, and his chest firmly pressed to your back, Felix buried his face in the crook of your neck, moaning against your skin as you kept pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. He felt just so drunk on your scent, on the feel of your ass hitting his pelvis, and the tight grip of your walls around his cock.

“You smell so… Good, fuck…” Sweat collected at his temples, he rolled your nipple between his fingers, making you moan, the sound turning to a blissed chuckle.

“You do, too, pup. Fresh… Like petrichor”, you told him simply, pushing your hips back harder, faster.

How many times had this sofa seen you two fuck in the past handful of months? Felix wasn’t sure, but he was sure it hadn’t been enough, he needed more of it. He loved doing it here, right in the living room. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was the fact that your scent would linger in the fabric after you left and he’d get to smell it for days after when laid down.

Suddenly, you stopped moving, and Felix instinctively stopped moving as well as the sound of his front door opening reached his ears.

Okay, maybe it could also be the fact that Felix knew Hyunjin loved coming back home to the sight of his partners having sex that made him enjoy fucking on this sofa so much.

“You guys are fucking without me?” Hyunjin dropped his belongings at the entrance, pouting, quickly making his way to the sofa.

You chuckled, pressing a kiss on his lips once Hyunjin kneeled in front of you, wrapping his arms around you and Felix, sandwiching you between them. “You were taking too long to come home, Jinnie”.

“Too long, sweetheart”, Felix let go of your breast to grip the collar of Hyunjin’s shirt, pulling him in for a kiss, too.

Hyunjin sighed, burying his face in the crook of your neck, while Felix did the same on the other side. “Got caught up at work…”

“You work too hard, honey”, you told him, wrapping one of your arms around his waist, pulling him further into you, striking a normal, almost domestic conversation as if your walls didn’t have a vice grip on Felix’s length.

“Did you at least manage to fix that part of the mural you didn’t like?” Felix asked, caressing Hyunjin’s hair, continuing the conversation as if he wasn’t rock hard inside of you.

“I did…” Hyunjin pressed his nose to your pulse point, inhaling deeply, audibly, and it made you chuckle.

“Wanna join us? Or are you gonna stay there and watch?” Felix could feel his cock twitch when you asked that, and honestly, either option sounded exactly like absolute heaven to him.

“Have to clean up, I’m covered in paint”, Hyunjin finally detached himself from your neck, looking between you and Felix with a sad pout on his lips. “You guys go on, I’ll join you after a shower”.

With a quick kiss to both of you, Hyunjin hurriedly retreated to the bathroom.

Felix attached his lips to your shoulder, peppering your skin with kisses as you took a hold of both of his hands and brought them to your chest. “Wanna keep going, Lix? Or do you need a break?”

He squeezed your breasts, trapping your nipples between his fingers, and the way you clenched around him with the motion had him salivating, truly making him feel like a dog. Like a really horny dog. “Let’s keep going. Or I’ll die”.

Reaching behind to take a hold of his hair, you turned your head, finding Felix’s lips for a heated kiss. As soon as your hips started to push back against him again, he groaned, the sound getting lost in your mouth while you held him tightly in place, ravishing his mouth.

Tugging his head back a bit, your lips attached to his jaw, the lack of your mouth on his own let his blissed grunts and groans and moans spill freely out of his mouth. He quickened his pace, and you immediately matched the rhythm. Between your scent and the sounds you were making and the slapping of skin and the delicious feel of you wrapped around him Felix started to feel lightheaded, he’d been so close to coming so many times throughout the entire evening he was sure he’d explode at any moment.

“Darling… I’m so, so close”, Felix couldn’t help but groan as soon as you started to move even faster, holding his hair tighter.

“Come whenever you want, sunshine”, when you kissed him again, when you started to rub circles on your clit and clenching so, so tightly around him, Felix knew he was done for, he wouldn’t last much longer.

Holding your hips and burying his face in the crook of your neck to get close to your pulse point, he snapped his hips as hard as he could, chasing that sweet, sweet relief, and as soon as he took in a deep breath and your scent engulfed him fully, his mind clouded.

“Fuck, fuck, Lixie, baby…” A growl resonated from deep within your chest as soon as you got your release, it made him shiver, and coupled with the feeling of your walls clenching repeatedly around his length was enough to send him over the edge. 

Felix came with a deep, low growl, shooting his load into the latex. A low rumble started to resonate within him as he kept coming, and it remained even after your cunt had milked the very last drop. 

“Aww, you’re rumbling. What a cute little pup you are”, you chuckled, slightly breathless.

Felix felt himself flush. Taking a hold of the condom at the base to secure it in place, he carefully pulled out of you, tying a knot and dropping the soiled latex on the floor to pick it up later. He plopped on the sofa, panting a bit, still rumbling, and he couldn’t help but scoff.

“And what about it?” 

“Nothing”, you laid on top of him, kissing his cheeks, making him flush further. “You’re just really cute”.

“‘Course I am…” Felix mumbled, wrapping an arm around your waist and holding you close.

You just chuckled, pressing a loud, brief kiss on his lips.

After a quick moment of hydration, and as soon as Hyunjin was out of the bathroom, you and Felix pulled him into the bedroom, pushing him to the bed, not even giving him a chance to dry himself properly. You kissed Hyunjin fervently, just as Felix sucked love bites on his neck, eliciting a whimper from his mouth.

“Darling…” Hyunjin mumbled against your lips, trying to get your attention. “Want to… Would you let me…” With Felix’s languid strokes on his cock, Hyunjin could barely speak, and it had Felix growing impossibly harder against the curve of Hyunjin’s ass.

“What do you want, puppy?” You brought a hand to his chest, toying with one of his nipples, making him whine.

Hyunjin swallowed thickly, pushing his hips back against Felix’s length. “You… Want to taste you, please”.

“You want a taste?” You quirked a brow, pinching his nipple harder, making him swear and rut his hips harder against Felix. “What do you think, Lixie? Should I give our dear omega what he wants?”

Felix chuckled softly, licking the shell of Hyunjin’s ear, quickening the pace of his hand around Hyunjin’s length, reducing him to a whiny mess. 

“He asked nicely, baby. Our Jinnie has had a hard day today, haven’t you, love?” Felix asked, and Hyunjin simply nodded in response, burying his face in the crook of your neck to get as much of your scent on him as he could. “I think he deserves a treat. Don’t you?”

“Are you turning soft on me now, Lixie?” You chuckled, but you pulled yourself away from Hyunjin anyway. He whined in protest, and you hushed him gently. “But I agree. Today our prince gets what he wants”.

Hyunjin hardly ever didn’t get what he wanted. Just that sometimes, what he wanted wasn’t for you and Felix to pamper him. Most times, he wanted to be ruined, to be played and toyed with however you and Felix pleased, to do whatever you wanted to him. Today didn’t seem like one of those days, so Felix didn’t see any reason to not give him what he asked for, just like you didn’t seem to, either.

Sitting against the headboard, you sat with your legs open, and Hyunjin immediately scrambled to get close to your core. The moment his tongue made contact with your skin, he groaned, and you bit your lip, looking at his every move. Felix just placed his hand on the back of Hyunjin’s head, softly caressing the strands as he enjoyed the sight of his tongue licking you, of his plump lips sucking on you.

“Baby…” You made grabby hands towards Felix, and he could feel his heart swell in his chest just by the way you looked at him, with need, and want, and maybe even love. “Kiss”.

Felix wasted no time, planting his lips on yours, relishing your moans against his lips, relishing the feeling of Hyunjin’s head bobbing and moving between your legs as he held him in place. Your tongue pushed its way inside Felix’s mouth, right as your hand wrapped around his length, and the sudden contact had him moaning immediately.

Your other hand joined Felix’s on Hyunjin’s head, further pushing him against you. Very quickly, the room filled with the sounds of your moans, of Felix’s moans, of Hyunjin’s moans… Groans, grunts, whimpers, and whines mingled with one another, to the point where it was hard to know from whom the sounds were coming out from. But it didn’t matter. All that mattered was Hyunjin between your legs and your hand around Felix’s cock… All that mattered was the mix of your scents in this room on this bed and the amount of lust and love pouring out of all the three of you and bouncing off the walls.

Lately, there was nothing Felix enjoyed more than getting lost on his lovers bodies, than the feeling of you and him and Hyunjin just sharing your warmth, your pleasure, and as he felt you tense under Hyunjin’s quickening tongue, as he felt your grip on his cock tighten the further his mate worked you up, he knew there was nowhere else he wanted to be than right here, in this moment.

Felix detached his mouth from your lips, attaching himself instead to your neck, licking at your pulse point for a moment–just enough to get a concentrated taste of you, quick enough to not trigger your alpha instincts. The contact of his tongue on your neck was gone almost as soon as it started, and he finally moved away from your neck to attach his lips to your cheeks, groaning and moaning against your skin.

“You wanna make me come, Hyunjinnie?” You asked, and Hyunjin nodded, sucking your clit into his mouth, making you throw your head back against the headboard.

“Make our alpha come, Jinnie”, Felix pleaded, pushing Hyunjin further into you. “Use that filthy mouth of yours just like you know how to, and later, you can get my cock, too”.

Hyunjin moaned, the sound strained and muffled as he got lost in your heat. 

“Our sweet prince just wants to have his mouth full, doesn’t he?” You pressed a kiss on Felix’s lips, and he felt you shiver and tense further. “Always eager…”

The closer you got to your high, the more your scent seemed to intensify, and Felix was almost drunk on the smell of fresh fruits and the forest. He rocked his hips, fucking your fist just as his tongue kept dancing against yours.

The sounds of your wet kiss, the sounds of Hyunjin slurping you up, the squelching sounds of your fist around his length had Felix’s head spinning, and when your release washed over you, the feeling of you trembling and the smell of your arousal in the air almost, almost made him come, too.

With a tight grip on Hyunjin’s hair, you got him off of you, tugging him up for a kiss, a kiss Felix couldn’t help but join, moaning at the taste of you on Hyunjin’s tongue. 

“Satisfied? Happy you got what you wanted?” You asked as soon as Hyunjin separated his lips from yours, sounding incredibly confident for someone who was still panting for air.

Hyunjin nodded, whimpering when you tugged on his hair again. “Good. Now be a good boy and lay down for us, hm?”

Hyunjin scrambled, laying on his back and watching as you took a condom from the box that had been hastily thrown on the bed earlier. As soon as you slid the latex on his length and you made sure it was securely in place, you straddled him, sinking yourself on his cock in one swift movement, eliciting a shared groan of relief.

You didn’t move, you just sat on him, watching as Felix got close to Hyunjin’s head, kneeling with his length in his hand. Hyunjin looked up at him, with his eyes all glossy and with flushed cheeks, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. Truly a sight to behold.

“Please, Lixie…” Hyunjin begged, and you chuckled from your place on his lap, making him flush further.

“So desperate, baby. As if you didn’t just have your mouth busy… How needy…”

“If there’s one thing our Jinnie is, is needy. Aren’t you, love?” Felix chuckled, caressing Hyunjin’s cheek briefly, only to finally move closer to him, slapping his length against his cheek, making Hyunjin flush further. “A textbook slut, aren’t you?”

Hyunjin swallowed, nodding. The sound of a hand hitting skin resonated in the room, the slap Felix gave Hyunjin made his mate moan as soon as his palm made contact with the skin, and Felix gripped his chin tightly with one hand right after. “Aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Hyunjin whimpered, writhing a bit under Felix’s hold, and it made him feel tingly all over, tingly with lust and love and need. “Your slut!”

“Good boy”, you chuckled, pinching one of his nipples, making him squirm.

“Indeed. Our good little slut”, Felix let go of Hyunjin’s chin, caressing his cheek after.

“Please… Move, please”, it wasn’t very clear to whom Hyunjin was talking to, to you who had been sitting on his length for a while now, completely unmoving, or to Felix who had his cock so close to his mouth, but not letting it touch his lips at all. Most likely, it was directed to the both of you, but Felix decided to move first anyway.

“Open up, then, my dearest prince”, Felix couldn’t help but groan as soon as Hyunjin’s lips wrapped around him, sucking him eagerly, moaning around his length as he bobbed his head.

“That’s it, sweetheart… You always look the prettiest, the most handsome, with your mouth stuffed full of my cock, you know?” Pushing the tip of his length against Hyunjin’s cheek, Felix slapped the bulging skin a bit, relishing the way Hyunjin closed his eyes and moaned in bliss.

You chuckled from your place on Hyunjin’s lap, placing your hands on his chest for leverage and finally starting to bounce on his cock, making him whine and whimper as Felix kept thrusting into his mouth. “Look at you, Jinnie, dear. So pretty. Moaning for us like the prettiest bitch in heat”.

“Moaning like our perfect slut, you mean”, Felix chuckled, the sound breaking into a moan of his own as Hyunjin started to move as well, meeting Felix’s thrusts, letting his cock ease into his throat.

“That, too”, your pace was ruthless, the sound of his gagging and your skin hitting Hyunjin’s had Felix salivating, and he wasn’t sure where to focus. On his forever mate choking on his cock, or on your tits bouncing with every single one of your movements, or where Hyunjin’s length kept disappearing within your heat… 

Hyunjin’s moans were getting increasingly more desperate, Felix could feel his orgasm grow incredibly close, and as soon as he locked eyes with you while he kept thrusting into Hyunjin’s mouth, he knew he wouldn’t last.

“Come here, Lixie. Let’s give our precious little omega what he wants”, you urged, quickening your pace.

“Fuck!” Hyunjin started to swear as soon as Felix’s length fell from his mouth, his blissed out noises now spilling freely from his swollen lips without the foreign body fucking his mouth.

Felix moved closer to you, just as you got off Hyunjin’s length and pulled the condom off of him, dropping it somewhere behind you to collect later. With his hand around his cock, Felix leaned into you, kissing you sloppily as he jerked himself, as you pumped Hyunjin with a tight fist.

Hyunjin was moaning a lot, Felix was grunting a lot, you were borderline growling, and it was all so much, so intense, Felix could feel his entire body tensing, and he was ready to burst at any second now. 

The second you bit Felix’s lip, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Muttering a quick warning to no one in particular, and with a few more strokes, he finally came, spilling all over Hyunjin’s abdomen, his climax clouding his senses completely as all the tension finally left his body. He opened his eyes just enough to look at your hand around Hyunjin’s length, and if he hadn’t been lightheaded before he would’ve certainly been now at the sight.

“C’mon, Jinnie. Wanna come for us? For your precious mate and your dearest alpha?” Hyunjin frantically nodded in response to your question, gripping the bed sheets tightly in his fists, moaning and swearing and making all assortments of unintelligible noises under your ruthless grip.

With one final, drawn out moan, Hyunjin came, some of his seed dripped all over your fingers, while the rest landed on his torso, soiling him and mixing with Felix’s cum. As soon as the last drop was out of his mate, Felix dived, licking the mixture of their releases into his mouth. With his tongue thoroughly coated in their juices, he kissed Hyunjin, pushing his tongue into his mouth. 

Hyunjin whimpered, pushing his tongue against Felix’s briefly, until finally you came close, and Felix simply moved his head enough so you could join in. And truly, Felix had never felt any more fulfilled than he did in this very moment, sharing that kiss with his two favourite people in this world, in that mess of tongues and lips and fluids.

With a satisfied sigh he dropped on the bed, laying next to Hyunjin just as you left the room, picking up the used condom from the floor on your way out. When you returned with a soaked washcloth in your hand, you cleaned up the mess that had been left on Hyunjin’s abdomen, murmuring soft words of encouragement as you did so. Felix simply took the cloth from you after to wipe the remnants of his release from his length just as you laid next to Hyunjin, pulling him to your chest, and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

As soon as Felix turned on his side, pressing his chest to Hyunjin’s back, Hyunjin started to rumble, letting out a content sight at your soft caresses on his hair and at Felix’s tender kisses on his shoulder.

“You should stay”, Hyunjin mumbled against your chest after a while, making you chuckle.

“I can’t tonight, pup. I’ve got to prepare this whole thing at the den… They’ll be waiting for me”, you answered simply, and when you looked at Felix he gave you his best puppy eyes, adding a sad pout for good measure.

You gave him a smile in response, pinching one of his cheeks. “I really can’t, Lix. Don’t make this any harder for me”.

“We just… Miss you when you’re gone”, Felix pressed his body further against Hyunjin, just as you did the same, effectively sandwiching him further between you two.

“We do”, Hyunjin reaffirmed, practically suffocating between your breasts, probably exactly where he wanted to be.

You sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind Felix’s ear. “I miss you guys, too. But you know I just… Can’t leave my packmates. They’re my family. And I know you guys won’t leave Chris, so… This’ll have to do for now. We’ll figure something out eventually”.

Felix just hummed, closing his eyes for a bit to enjoy the warmth of your palm on his cheek, to enjoy the rumble of Hyunjin against his chest, to ignore the need to find that solution right now. There was no point in dwelling on it when it truly was a bit of a complicated situation, and his post-coital state certainly didn’t make it any easier to make logical decisions.

The three of you laid there for a while, just sharing some body heat, some light conversation, until you moved to the bathroom to clean up, until you eventually had to call it a night and leave.

As Felix laid in bed with Hyunjin that night, curled up in a ball at the foot of the bed just how he loved to do, he realised that, he had truly never believed in soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was one hundred percent certain having one would feel just like it felt when he was with you and Hyunjin.

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Hi ~ it's me again ♡

I'm back with another idea since we talk about it hehe

How about a nice and cute summer fic with our favorite boy changbin 🤭

Just imagine : skz as a fraternkty getting invited to a pool party during summer break and everyone is surprised by changbin weight gain since he go from a pretty fit figure to a verry chubny one and he does seems in denial !

now visualize this scene: changbin falls into the swimming pool, his white t-shirt becomes wet, becoming transparent, leaving everyone with a view of his round and chubby body, much to the delight of his friends who greatly like the view (+ the others scenes we talked about 👀)

Ps : that initialy came from a dream i did 😭

Anyway take your time i love your fics my friend ♡

of course I can write this for you 💜

and I hope you’ll like it, i made some small modifications but I’ll like that !

Enjoy 💜

Pool Party Day

Seungmin had spent the best year of his life, in fact, he didn’t really know if it had been the best, but since he had put his things down in the university dorms, and more specifically in the SKZ Fraternity, he had never been so happy. Whether at the university, during classes, or outside, Seungmin felt like his year had passed in a few seconds, especially since he had made the best friends he could have never suspected meeting. Chan, Changbin, Minho, Hyunjin, Jisung, Felix, and Jeongin had joined the fraternity at the same time as him, which had strengthened their bond, especially with Felix since they had shared the same room during this year. One might think that he was sad and angry that this year was over, but something even better was about to take place, the fraternity’s annual pool party. Seungmin was just so excited about that that he was planning everything and couldn’t stop talking about it whenever the opportunity arose.

In fact, he was so excited that he had even spent his last few days going to the gym with Chan to prepare his body for this party. It must be said that with classes and exams, he hadn’t really been able to take care of himself, but he secretly hoped that his efforts would show and that he could potentially seduce the boy he liked. He wasn’t particularly superficial, but the way he thought about taking care of himself and getting handsome boosted his confidence.

That’s how he spent his last days, and finally, the big day arrived. He could hear the noises in the house and the music through the window, which meant the party had already started. Seungmin looked at himself in the mirror, fixed his hair, and adjusted his swimsuit properly before deciding that it wasn’t necessary to wear a t-shirt in this heat. He then took a deep breath, and finally, he left his room. As he closed the door, he ran into Jisung, who was also coming out of his room with a towel around his shoulders. Jisung approached Seungmin, smiling before lowering his eyes to his body.

“Well, I see you’ve made yourself look good for today. Come on, tell me! What’s got you so excited about a party like this?” Seungmin started blushing and looked away.

“Nothing...it’s our last party before we all go on vacation, so we might as well celebrate it properly, right?” said Seungmin, trying to convince himself.

“If you say so...come on, before the others get to the pool. Minho told me he would push me in, so I might as well get wet first!” said Jisung, starting to walk towards the stairs.

Seungmin started laughing and followed him, keeping his smile because nothing could ruin this beautiful summer day. Seungmin then opened the garden door, and as he stepped outside, he saw his friends around the buffet, chatting, while others were already dancing at the music. The garden was lively with the music that echoed almost through the neighborhood, and finally, Seungmin’s eyes landed on him, but he was slightly surprised, and his breath caught.

“Fuck…” he said under his breath, and Jisung didn’t notice, running towards Minho, who was standing at the edge of the pool, to start turning around him and teasing him about pushing him in the pool.

Yet Seungmin couldn’t move, his eyes were completely absorbed by Changbin. Since when had he gained so much weight ? When his belly started to cover his waist ? Since when did his chest droop and form a larger chest than some women ? Seungmin looked at his wide thighs rubbing against each other, the rolls of flesh on his back accumulating with every movement, and his heavy arms struggling to lift the food to his mouth. His hands were thick and pudgy, and his feet, too, were large and swollen. But above all, his protruding belly hung low, nearly covering his pelvis and causing his swimsuit to appear almost comically ill-fitting. His belly had a soft, sagging quality to it, with noticeable folds that jiggled with every step. Despite his efforts, Seungmin wondered what the underside of his underwear looked like, with its deep creases and the way it dug into his flesh, highlighting his body's bulk. Seungmin stood there, speechless, yet his whole body was boiling so much that even the cool water of the pool couldn’t have cooled him down.

Let me take you back a few months before. When Seungmin arrived at the fraternity, he immediately fell under Changbin’s charm. He behaved like an older brother to the others, supporting them all when they arrived, and helping them adapt to university life, as he was already in his second year. Seungmin and he had grown closer, but nothing more had happened between them. But as the months went by, Seungmin noticed that Changbin was spending more and more time working on his classes and less time going to the gym, and that he had found a job on the side in a neighborhood fast-food place, which also allowed him not to have to pay for his meals there. This had increased his consumption of fatty food, and Changbin had started to gain weight, but none of his friends had really noticed. After all, it wasn’t their bodies, and they had nothing to say. But the more months passed, the more Changbin’s appetite grew, and the weaker Seungmin became in his presence, watching him fill his belly and seeing his cheeks full when he ate, watching him gently massage his belly after a big meal, or simply watching him made Seungmin completely shy to be by his side, and maybe a little too excited.

That’s how, in a year, his first university crush transformed and became even more incredible in his eyes, which he hadn’t looked away from him since he stepped foot at this pool party. Hyunjin then arrived by his side and hugged him.

“I’m going to miss you so much, Seungmin. You’re coming back here next year, right?” he said, looking him straight in the eyes, and Seungmin smiled.

“Of course I am, who do you think is going to help you grade papers?” said Seungmin, teasing him slightly.

Hyunjin pouted slightly before starting to laugh and asking Seungmin questions about his vacation. They chatted quietly when Jisung started shouting that the last one in the water would have to do the dishes. Hyunjin then rushed towards the pool, running, leaving Seungmin rather surprised by his friends’ reaction as they all hurried to run towards the pool, but Seungmin didn’t move. His gaze simply turned towards Changbin, who also started running, or rather trying to run. Seungmin’s eyes focused on his belly that wobbled each time his foot hit the ground, and it was the same for his arms and thighs, even his double chin jiggled when he “ran” at that pace. Changbin then positioned himself above the pool and jumped in. Seungmin watched him, not wanting to miss any of the spectacle, and saw the water splashing all around the pool, and he even felt droplets hit his body. Changbin then resurfaced as the pool was still swirling from the movement of the water under his weight. The others acted as if nothing had happened, and they all started playing in the pool, and Seungmin didn’t notice Felix slipping beside him.

“Impressive?” he said, looking at Seungmin, who turned his head towards him, surprised.

“Wh-what?” he said, feeling his heart race and his cheeks turning red.

“Changbin...you’re not the only one who’s noticed his recent changes...oh, don’t worry, I’m not going to steal him from you. I can see how you’ve been looking at him since the beginning of the year...”

“Felix no...it’s not that...I…” Felix then started laughing.

“Stop reacting like that, you’re too cute when you act like nothing’s happening. Anyway, I’m going for a swim, so...enjoy doing the dishes!” said Felix, laughing and leaving him to realize that he was indeed the last one in the pool. Seungmin then sighed and dipped his legs in the water, sitting by the edge and watching the others play in the water when he felt a weight on his legs and saw Changbin holding onto his legs while keeping his body in the water.

“Are you having a good day? You were so excited about today,” said Changbin, holding onto him.

“The best day, yes, I’m going to miss you all,” said Seungmin, blushing.

“We’ll see each other in a few weeks, and then, why aren’t you swimming? Don’t you want to enjoy it a bit? Come on, please,” asked Changbin, curious to see him staying on the sidelines.

“If you insist like that, I can’t refuse you, Binnie.”

Seungmin then slid into the pool and found himself facing Changbin, shirtless, his fat shaking with the movement of the water and his wet hair highlighting his chubby face. Changbin then pulled him into the water, swimming, and he let himself be led, following him by kicking his feet. Jisung then pushed him to clear the middle of the pool to start a race. Seungmin then found himself against Changbin’s chest, feeling each of his rolls against him, and he couldn’t help but blush. He then moved aside and clung to the edge, watching the others swim in the pool as if it wasn’t obvious that Chan was going to win.

“You look cute today by the way…” hearing Changbin’s words beside him, Seungmin couldn’t help but freeze, almost hearing his heart beating despite the commotion. He then turned his face towards his friend, trying not to seem unsettled.

“Thank...you look...very good...too…” he said, trying to sound natural.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to return the compliment...I was stressed about today...I wasn’t like that last year and I notice how you keep looking at my belly...but...I guess I can’t really stop it now,” Seungmin’s heart was about to burst, and he couldn’t think straight when he heard that Changbin actually noticed that he was looking at him.

“No...you don’t have to change! I would never judge you, never! I...sorry if I gave you that impression...actually, it’s quite the opposite?”

“The opposite?” asked Changbin surprised

"I couldn’t…take my eyes off you…you’re so perfect that…I can’t…stop thinking about you…" Seungmin noticed Changbin's cheeks turning red and the way he adorably looked away, biting his lips.

"Well…you’re not the only one…" Seungmin felt himself falling apart, and if their friends hadn’t called them back to the terrace for dinner, he might have just let himself sink into the pool, his legs were shaking that much.

Seungmin then turned around in the pool, noticing there wasn’t a ladder. He furrowed his brow, realizing they must have forgotten that detail when organizing the party. The others didn’t really pay attention and climbed out by pushing themselves up with their arms. Seungmin’s heart started to race as he watched Changbin head towards the edge. He began to push up on his arms, but the gap between the water and the edge was bigger than expected. Also, since the fraternity had once been the university’s swimming club, the pool didn’t have a shallow end. Seungmin noticed Changbin struggling to pull himself up and moved closer to him. Changbin's arms flexed with effort, his brows furrowed in concentration, but there was a noticeable struggle. His movements were slow, labored attempts, his muscles strained, but his body didn’t cooperate the way it usually did. There was no denying it, Changbin’s usually toned physique had softened a bit, making this simple task a lot harder than it should have been.

"Do you need help?" Seungmin asked shyly, not wanting to be rude.

"I…yes…please…" Changbin said, letting out a little groan of frustration. He used to be so muscular and fit, and now he couldn’t even lift himself from a pool.

"Guys…" he said loudly, and the others turned to look at him. "Can you help me? It’s hard to get out of the pool for…some of us…" Seungmin said, trying to be nice.

"Oh my- yes, of course!" Chan said, jumping back into the water, followed by the others. He quickly swam over to Changbin's side. Felix followed right behind as well as the others.

"Come on, we’ve got you!" he said, positioning himself on the other side of Changbin. They both tried to lift him out together, but it became clear that it wasn’t going to be enough. Seungmin, who had been watching from the sidelines, sighed and got up.

"On three, ok?" Chan said, taking charge as usual. "One, two, three!"

Seungmin started pushing and pulling together with the others to help Changbin out of the pool. Chan and Jisung supported Changbin from under his arms, while Seungmin and Hyunjin took hold of his back and legs. Felix guided them from the front, making sure they were lifting in sync. With everyone’s combined effort, Changbin finally began to rise out of the water. It wasn’t really a smooth process—there was a lot of splashing, laughing, and even a few slips—but after a few more grunts and pushes, Changbin was finally sitting on the pool's edge, water dripping off him as he caught his breath.

"See? Eight is fate, we always need all of us!" Chan said, clapping Changbin on the back with a proud smile. Seungmin saw Changbin looking around at all of them, a mix of gratitude and embarrassment on his face.

"Thanks, guys," he muttered, still trying to catch his breath. Seungmin smiled, feeling a bit flushed from the situation; maybe he was also trying to catch his breath. Seungmin noticed Jisung approaching Changbin with a teasing look in his eyes. Jisung always liked to tease Changbin, and Seungmin knew he couldn’t resist one last quip.

"Next time, we’ll just bring a crane." Seungmin watched everyone burst into laughter, including Changbin, who shook his head in amusement but still felt a little shy about it. Seungmin then approached Changbin and sat next to him.

"You’re okay?" he asked, delicately touching his hand.

"That was a little bit…ridiculous, wasn’t it?" Changbin said, biting his lip and looking at his belly. Seungmin couldn’t help himself and placed his hand over Changbin’s, which was resting on his stomach.

"This. Will never be ridiculous. I love it as much as…I…like you…" he said, feeling his heart race, and Changbin smiled.

"So, that’s why you were so excited for today!" Changbin said, starting to tease him back, and Seungmin blushed.

"At least I can still get out of the pool by myself," Seungmin said, crossing his arms and looking away.

"Good thing I have you by my side now…maybe I’ll need you more often…" Seungmin blushed and leaned closer to Changbin’s face, just a few inches away.

"Bin…if I’m by your side…you’ll need help much more often…because there’s no way I could say goodbye to that belly…"

"Help him make it bigger then…" Seungmin looked at Changbin with a bold look and finished by teasing him one last time.

"Jisung was definitely right…next time…eight people won’t be enough…"

[minisugakoobies]

*cackles evilly* Um, I mean- *coughs and smiles*

How about Mr. Bahng with (getting pinned against a wall) and ("God, you’re making me so fucking hard right now.")? Because, you know, you were one of the culprits who sent me down delulu land for him? 😒🧃💕

AJ, my beloved, anything for you! I'm still not sorry about the Chan brainrot 😆 and I can't wait to dig into Spin You soon 💕

Title: Keep It Secret Pairing: Chan x Gender Neutral Reader Rating: M(18+) Genre: Smut, Friends to Lovers Warnings: dirty texts, sneaking around, implied sex

(Apologies for any typos, ya girl is buzzed) The thing about sneaking around behind your friends' backs is - you're supposed to keep it secret.

But as you sit at the restaurant table where your group of friends are toasting to Minho's promotion, you're starting to worry that the others are going to know that you and Chan have been fucking.

Mainly because you can't stop looking at the texts he's been sending all night:

Channie: You look so fucking good tonight

Channie: Did you wear that dress just for me?

You bite your lip, thumbs flying over the screen, hoping the others don't see you. Because if they catch you texting, they'll be all up in your business faster than lightning. Your friends are amazing, but they're also the nosiest fuckers you've ever met.

Which is why you and Chan haven't told them about the hookups. The nights spent in each other's beds. The afternoons on your couches, him as deep inside you as he can possibly get. They'd have too many questions, want to know about labels. Neither of you want to deal with that.

So you try to hide it.

You: Yeah, I did. You like?

Casually, you lean forward, reaching for the bottle of wine Felix graciously bought for the table. But really, you're just letting Chan get an eyeful of your cleavage as he covertly gazes at you from the other side of the table. His blond hair falls gently over his brow as he bows his head over his lap, where his phone must rest.

Channie: Fuck dessert

Channie: Gonna eat you up instead

His last text has you shifting in your seat, rubbing your thighs together, desperate for any sort of friction. Jeongin, sitting next to you, notices.

"You okay there?" he asks, tilting his head with curiosity.

"I'm fine! Just… been a long week. Ready to get out of here and hit the dance floor." That's the plan for the evening - dinner, drinks, and dancing. But you're hoping to find time to fit something else in.

(Or rather, someone.)

The waiter comes around with everyone's desserts. You scoop up a spoonful of Makgeolli ice cream. Everyone's attention is on Minho as he tells a story. Everyone, that is, except Chan, who watches with naked interest as you close your lips around the cold treat, eyes fluttering shut as the sinful sweetness hits your tongue.

The spoon comes out clean, but a drop dribbles down your bottom lip. When you open your eyes, you stare directly at Chan as you lick the errant drop away. Delicious.

Not even a half second later, your phone buzzes in your hand.

Channie: God, you’re making me so fucking hard right now

You can't wait a second longer. Rising, you smooth down your skirt, letting your fingers brush over your thighs, knowing he's looking.

"I'm just going to use the rest room."

It's probably not the smartest idea, with all of your friends here, to do this now. But two minutes later, when there's a knock and another text -

Channie: Let me in, baby

and as soon as you open the door, he pins you to the wall, you realize that even if they figure it out -

It's worth it.

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Masterlist.

🦋✨🌻🖤 catch my most recent stories here:

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I wanna know everything, all about you // .starved // Coming back to you // Things that made him run from you // Things that made him run to you

You're sick // AM hours. // Conversations with love // backseat love. // nightmares // Acts of intimacy // daddy fever // on kinjaz

Can I see you tonight?

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Comparisons // Insecurities // sweet whispers // christopher. // all the feels // in character // construed // just another day at the dorms // you make me blush // cooking up a storm piece of cake // an honest talk

// Alternatives // Leave you Loving you Part 1 // Leave You Loving You Part 2 // hardships // 🍊 // serum 💦 // for good // ONS PROBLEMS // you get what you are // just another day at the dorms // not the christmas party you had in mind // bubbles // how to tame a cat // 🥀🖤🌹

home workouts // Handle you // we can't date // just another day at the dorms // dummy, dummy, I love your tummy

KEEP ME UP // DOPAMINE. // dating ban // sleepy 💤 (sequel to dating ban) // artist's pov // rotten fruit // wanna bet? //conditional // manifested // deceptive bonds // Unsent, Unheard 💌

AVOIDANT (short series) // fitting room. // Reassurance 🌹 // Flirting with Yongbok in a club be like // just another day at the dorms // fighting with felix be like // Felix lovin' you through your body dysmorphia // Articulate // bokkie's quest for tears // fake date me please? // oopsie daisy 🌼

sofa sessions // the extra mile // Marilyn. // brr brr // just another day at the dorms // scarred

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Tsundere ツンデレ // 🏀 Ballin‘

pushpull // For us

one of his girls // one of his girls pt.2 - choose your fate // to you, lil' kookie

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I don't really write for SHINee but Taemin lieves rent-free in my head

taemotional support system // long distance // bite me // similarities // don't leave my side no // sleepy no more // LOVING U IS A CRIME // I want to live a different kind of life with you

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BM // gettin to know Taemin // Paris Nights with Taemin // christmas with taemin // taemin as your ex // family time with taemin // cheating on taemin // domestic taemin

[toonedoutofficial]

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🌈Happy pride month, y’all. Have the gang in their colors. 🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

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❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

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And ofc, this is all apart of my AU, so if you disagree, thats okay. :) Some of these may be changed, but only time will tell. Btw, the hearts, whether upside down or not dont really mean anything, other than represent the toons social status.

I just hope all of y’all can have a happy pride month! -AroAce and They/Xe Enby (Now genderfluid) poster

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Mickey: Pansexual and Asexual, Panromantic He/Him- Trans Ally.

“I care about who someone is, not what they are or made of!”/”I dont know what a non-binary is, but I love it already!”

Oswald: Allo-Cis-Het LGBTQIA+ ally, He/Him.

Quote: “Science is diverse.”/”PEOPLE ARE COMPLEX. USE YOUR BRAIN, THE THING IN YOUR HEAD!?”

Julius: Aromantic, Asexual- probably all the way, He/Him. Former homo/transphobe will progress. :)

Quote: “What the fuck is an ‘AroAce’?”

Felix: Bisexual/Bicurious, He/Him.

Quote: ”Why have one when ya’ can have em’ both!?”

Bendy: Pansexual, and Bigender, any/all (preferably He/She)

Quote: “Being a boy an’ a girl is the most normal thing, so now I’m double normal!”

Cuphead: AroAce all the way, Trans Ally, He/Him.

Quote: “Ya’ have a problom with my brother, then ya’ have a problem with me!”/”The only thing I is in love with is adventure! An’ money.”

Mugman: Non-Binary, He/They. She/Her only when in fem presenting clothes.

Quote: “I’m jus’ bein’ me.”/”Felix an’ Julius are a lil’ confused, but they got the spirit!”

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[changbinsboiledegg]

PLEASE I loved your bsf skz reactions and now I want to request head canons for skz as your internet friends? - 👽

F is for friends these days, it seems. Also, I'm so happy you loved them! ILYT. 💜💜💜🫶🫶🫶

Warnings: Swearing.

Note: I liked coming up with these head canons, I hope you guys enjoy them as much as I did! :)

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Chan

Where you met? Anywhere. He’s probably had you as a mutual for months prior. How do you know he’s not your moot now? Eh?

Now, he says he’s always watching, but baby so am I. That doesn’t scare me.

Okay, seriously. I see him as the type that frequently checks up on you. Just wants to hear from you and about you. Whether you’re happy or sad— Especially when you’re sad, he seems like the type to listen and offer advice, so that’s nice.

Probably doesn’t text much but y’all know why. Man’s in the studio.

The type to send good morning/night texts. Chan strikes me as the person to text you at the ass crack of dawn with a “Good morning! :D” and whole time you’re passed out like a non-idol human would be. (joking. anyone can be awake at ungodly hours)

Probably sends out-of-pocket posts stays make because some of y’all have no fears. Be real, he probably already does this in the gc. If not him, then I’m betting at least Felix.

“Why are they like this?”

“Ask.”

“You ask. You're not the famous one.”

Makes sure you’re watching his lives when he does them because If you aren’t watching his lives, you’re getting tossed.

Kidding. But it would make him feel happy that you joined despite the time zone differences depending on where you are in the world, it could be the middle of the night, too early in the morning, or within the same time zone. If you aren’t watching, you better get the footnotes or something, otherwise you’ll get a message, “I see you have other friends to watch.”

Obviously as a joke, I don’t see him as the type to force people to watch him, I mean the dude barely posts, but this is a head-canon so I do sense joking/teasing if you miss a live.

Lee Know

Where you met? Fuck if I know… jk lmao, probably the Pinterest comment section. I Just feel like that’s very Minho… I won’t be elaborating further.

He would send hella pictures… Of his cats.

And of himself, but with the filters he does because I find them endearing and y/n head canon, you’re his hype person.

Remember when he blocked a stay on bubble for getting his cats name wrong?

Yeah. Tread carefully. Learn their names if you haven’t already. He probably won’t block you in this case because you’re his friend, but expect to be left on read for a while.

Fr though, if you don’t like cats, then this head-canon isn’t for you. In fact, riddle me this: How ARE you in this hypothetical situation where you are internet friends with Minho???

I see cat memes in your future. Me personally, I am a dog person. HOWEVER, I like cats too. And I see cat memes and videos because of my cat loving friends. So, if I were Minho’s friend, I would send every cat related post I see. As should you, in this situation.

Obviously, he would do the same too.

I also feel like he’s the type to send a video of something you would be envious of and caption it with, “bet you wish that were you HAHA.”

I once had a dream Minho kept asking what the names of certain songs were, so I’m rolling with it. The man would use you as a human shazam. Hope you can guess the song by the first second. <3

OH imagine spilling tea with Minho. He would be all here for the drama you have to offer, granted that it doesn’t involve him at least.

And of course, not in a way to get himself involved in other people’s drama but everyone who sits similarly to Minho has loved hearing some piping hot tea.

I will not elaborate further on why by the way. All I’m saying is, anyone I’ve met who has the same sitting mannerism as Minho has never passed up the opportunity to hear some tea.

Changbin

Where you met? Part of me wants to say Instagram. And part of me wants to say twitter. Take your pick.

(My fault, ‘X’ 🤪😒)

Listen,,, basing this on bubble, this mf used to spam my shit. Whether it was about his work out or what he ate or just random photos/ voice messages. He. spammed. my. SHIT.

He spams!!!!

Also, y’all saw how fast he answered TXT’s Yeonjun’s call?

Yeah. I see him as a ‘call me’ type of dude. Lmao. I think he prefers calls because he likes to hear your voice and it makes him feel more connected to you.

I feel like he would also listen to your problems. Make sure you’re okay, eating well, especially if you were having a bad day/night/etc. Like Chan.

And if y’all are his friend, you better do the same or you’ll get thrown. (by me &lt;3)

Come on y’all are breaking my heart, y’all know he doesn’t like doing anything alone, he likes being around someone or talking to someone and you’d be the first person he’d talk to when he’s particularly excited or intrigued about something.

He’ll always wanna chat with you or even stay up with you on a call because you or he couldn’t sleep and I’m not saying this because I’m biased, STOP. I’m gonna get out of here before I cry.

Chan, if you see this, since you’re ‘always watching’, tell Changbin to reject me already. Like actually cause I’m down astronomically bad for this man.

Hyunjin

Hyunjinnnnnnn sweetie, you’re up.

A whole sweetheart.

Where y’all met? Instagram. Hands down. Fight me, bite me, whatever. I stand by this.

He’d send pictures of his art before he posts because he wants to show you. :,)

He would be fun to talk to. Like if you say something funny or send something funny, I bet he would smile at his phone and earn suspicious looks from the others or be teased.

Hyunjin strikes me as the type of friend that would send you links or screenshots when you have a question or when you need help with something neither of you have the knowledge of.

Or if you list your symptoms when you’re not feeling well? The sweetie plugs them into google.

Turns out you’ve been dead for the past five years.

Similar to Minho, expect random pictures of Kkami. On topic, off topic, before you wake up, when you wake up, or when you’re sad.

And any pictures you send to him, whether it’s of yourself, the scenery, your own pets— I’m positive he’d love to see the world through your eyes. <3

Lmao I remember this one dream I had where Hyunjin kept taking photos of me so they could be used on a wanted poster for the authorities to find me easier.

…

Point of that was, I think he would take hella candid's of you if/when y’all meet up one day. And trust me, that day is about to be the most fun day you’ll have.

Prepare to explore, try new things… Or do the same things but together. Your pick.

Han

Where you met? Online video game OR YouTube comment section. Fight me, bite me, whatever part 2, I stand by my head canons unless you present me with a VERY good argument.

In the most RESPECTFUL way possible, I feel like he leaves you on delivered for days on end… Accidentally ofc. It’s an introvert thing.

Another introvert thing, he’s probably not into calls. However, when y’all call, I bet it would be hella fun. If you’re a gamer? Y’all bet it’s all comms in whatever multiplayer video game you decide to play.

Even if you aren’t a gamer, you are now. Unless you want to meet him in the comment section of a random YouTube video.

This is slowly turning into a gamer boy head canon but dude, I feel like he’s pretty quiet when gaming online because he’s focusing but then depending on the game, he’ll scream at random and you’ll rip your headset off because he startled you.

“I forgot you were still in the game.”

“I forgot you were still in the call.”

If it’s a horror game, I can already see you with your headset off and just hearing the chat from a speaker or something, otherwise you’ll wake up the next day with the same hearing you get after being front row at a concert near the speakers.

And if you jump easily or get scared easily to the point where you also scream, best believe Jisung isn’t taking chances either.

Anyways, I know I said he would leave you on delivered for days but like Hyunjin, talking to him would be hella fun. I mean, the man is one of the funniest idols in my opinion.

And for free too?

Just know you’ll be laughing so hard you enter a different plane of reality.

You would have the friendship where if one of you are sad or needs to vent, you’ll drop everything to be there to listen. Doesn’t matter if you’re busy or in a vastly different mood, it’s all ears.

Fighting the urge to not put ‘he would listen’ for every member but I genuinely do believe they would LISTEN.

Jisung seems like the type to send voice messages rather than texts. I KNOW y’all remember that one voice message he sent.

Before I move on; Anime nights with him. Just you two on a call watching the same anime and syncing up the times so neither of you are ahead or behind. :]

Felix

Where you met? Probably TikTok. Bet.

Let me set the scene: You’re scrolling on TikTok when you see a TikTok of Felix. You comment on it. Boom, internet friendship has blossomed.

He would send you TikTok's, reels, or shorts. Whatever the man finds funny tbh. It doesn’t matter if YOU find it funny. If he finds it funny, he’s sending it. Now, he would send videos or memes that reminds him of you and ones he knows you would find funny, but the majority? Buckle up.

Bet he would probably get lost in it all and you’ll open your phone to see the ‘57 new messages’ banner. lmao.

“FELIX??? 57???”

‘3 new messages’

“Oh, my bad.”

And then you probably spend nearly an hour trying to watch all of the TikTok's he sends because they are funny. The man has taste.

Danceracha pun intended.

Anyways, it goes both ways too. I did not intend to make Felix sound like a TikTok addict. LMAO I meant… Whatever, y’all know what I meant.

OH expect recipes and pictures of his work in the kitchen. Expect to read mini reviews about his thoughts on these dishes.

I can see you both having the type of friendship where you can freely roast each other and not have your feelings hurt because you know in the end, it’s jokes about you’d both defend each other if anyone else roasted you like that.

Maybe nicknames that sound hurtful to a third party but are actually terms of endearment/ inside jokes between the two of you.

Seungmin

I think it’s funny that every crack edit/ snapchat meme AU I see, Seungmin is the one that sends ‘streaks’ snapchats and it gets me every time so I’m going to keep that going here.

Where you met? Wrong number situation but then you move to snapchat every so often.

“We have an ⌛.”

“LET’S PLAY 8 BALL!”

“WE STILL HAVE AN HOURGLASS.”

… A few seconds later, you get a message indicating it’s your turn on 8 ball.

No but Seungmin is such a sweetie, idc what y’all have to say about that. I see him as the type to watch/read/do something just because you like it and want someone to talk about it to.

Even if he isn’t particularly interested, he just wants to talk with you more, even if it means treading into territories he swore not to.

Back to snapchat… Or any social media, anything you post, he’s usually always the first person to see it. Unintentionally, but hey, you’re the one posting at the same time he decides to come online.

Always so happy when you message him, letting him know you’ve preordered their albums or even just watched/listened to their comebacks. Your support means a lot to him and he hopes to/is as supportive to you in the things you choose to pursue.

Even hobbies, he doesn’t judge.

I also think he, like Felix, has the ‘roast each other without consequences’ dynamic.

Seungmin loving train does not STOP and I hope y’all choo choo the fuck out of the way if you’re gonna disagree.

I.N

Where you met? Haha, he actually met you irl first and because he was only in the area for a day, you swapped info and now you have a time zone separating you.

Luckily, he didn’t text you once and then became another follower!

I feel like he’s the chaotic internet friend. If you’ve been on the internet long enough, I know you’ve had one.

Y’all probably think it’s Jisung that would have this title, and it probably is, but Jeongin??

For example, Y’all remember that one live he did where he drank hella energy drinks & 3racha was in the states?

Yeah. Unsupervised time go brrrr. Okay? and you’re the one that hears about it first hand because he’s doing chaotic shit over video calls or texting messages and you can’t do anything.

He knows you can’t.

“Hey :)” - “Guess what?”

“God damnit.”

“I bought four giant bags of sugar.”

“wHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH FOUR GIANT BAGS OF SUGAR?????”

He likes to joke with you a lot. For example, he was kidding about having four giant bags of sugar.

But your reaction was funny to him, therefore he will keep joking around like this because he loves your reactions and he loves that you haven’t blocked him for giving you so much grief.

[minminyoonjii]

I need birthday triplets Felix Han and reader where the other members worship the three. I’ve seen so many stories where the reader has their brithday and gets all the praise and worshipping, but I know many (me included) who share their birthday with a member

I can’t stop thinking about it 🥹

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🕯Summary: Birthday Babies deserve a thorough pounding, including you. There's no escape once you're in.

🌹CW

Handjob|Squirting|Multiple Orgasms|Very Rough Sex|Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Spitroasting|Dirty Talk|Threesome|Cum Eating|Cum Play|Facials|Untouched Orgasms|Blowjob|Face Fucking|Double Penetration|Orgy|Spanking|Scratching|Mating Press |Coaxing|Teasing|Dom! OT6|Degrading Praise Kink|Free Use Aes|Manhandling|Exhibitionism|Everyone Likes It Rough|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.3K

"Lixxie, did you get any messages from the boys?" you asked, nibbling on your bottom lip. He shook his head, "None, it's like radio silence," he murmured, hooking his leg over your waist. You moved your head, "Sungie, what about you?" you asked, rubbing his cheeks. Jisung gulped, shaking his head, "Nothing from my side either," he said, sulking against your palm. 

All three of you felt your hearts sink, "You don't think they forgot about us right?" you whispered, sighing deeply. Felix clicked his tongue, "No way, Stays have been boasting about it since September began. There's no way right?" he whispered, trying to find hope in your eyes when a soft hic came from Jisung. "What if they actually did?" he cried, tears spilling down his cheeks. 

You teared up too, empathy running high, "If you cry I'll cry," you sobbed, burrowing into his chest. Felix's lips wobbled, "You can't have a cry session without me," he hiccuped, clinging close, crying against your neck. Your cries were far from quiet. It was deliberately loud for attention. The boys swung open the door, seeing the three of you bundled together with tears streaming down your puffy cheeks. 

Chan brushed back your hair, "What's wrong, bubs? What's got you so upset?" He asked, giving a give big hug. Felix sniffled, "Not one of you wished us happy birthday," he sulked, squinting at them with his tear brimmed eyes. Seungmin frowned, "We didn't mean to make you feel neglected. It's just that we got distracted by work," he explained, rubbing Felix's nape. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows, "What work? We're off for today," he asked, looking at him. 

Minho stepped in, "Since you three decided to have a cuddle day, we prepared a little something," he said, pinching Jisung's cheek. You perked up, "What is it?" You asked, excitement buzzing through your body. Changbin chuckled, "Why don't you come find out?" he asked, easily carrying Felix in his arms. Chan carried Jisung and Minho carried you, "I swear to God, we leave you alone for a bit and it's suddenly a sob fest," Minho teased, bopping your nose. 

You giggled, nuzzling his shoulder. They walked into the kitchen, the dining table filled with your favorite dishes and cake. "Woah!" Felix exclaimed, seeing everything. The group placed you in your seats, "Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to our Sunshines. Happy Birthday to you," they sang, taking a video of your reactions. 

You beamed, nuzzling your partners, "Thank you," you said, blowing the candles with Jilix. Hyunjin smirked, standing behind the three of you, "Now to make your wishes come through," he teased, locking collars around your necks. You gulped, staring at the hungry gazes watching your every move. You held Jisung and Felix's hand, "We're fucked," you murmured. Jisung nodded, "Totally fucked," he answered.

"Too big, hah hhgh," Felix moaned, clawing Minho's chest. Minho chuckled, keeping his relentless pace, "But you love my big girthy cock," he teased, thrusting his cock deeper past Felix's puffy rim. Felix groaned, tossing his head back as Minho’s throbbing cock head brushed against his prostate, "There, hyung. There," he babbled, digging his nails into Minho's shoulders. 

Minho hooked his arms under Felix's thighs, "Shh, shh. I know," he  growled, pounding his cock at those sensitive bundles of nerves. Felix's back arched, his cock dribbling precum all over his torso, "Hah, fuck, fuck. I'm cumming, hyung," he sobbed, crying out from the constant pleasure buzzing through his body. "Cum for hyung, baby boy. Let hyung see your pretty cock get messy," Minho grunted, pumping Felix's cock in tandem with his thrusts. 

His fingers rubbed the sensitive tissue under Felix's hard red cockhead. Felix released a loud broken moan, cumming hard onto his chest. Streaks of white painted his pale skin. His jaw slacked with drool drying by the sides. Minho cooed, keeping the tip of his cock pressed against Felix's swollen prostate, "Take a breather, baby. Let's hear the others scream," he chuckled, hearing Jisung whine out behind him. 

Seungmin gripped Jisung's hair, his cock buried deep down his throat, "Your throat was just meant for cock, prince," he chuckled, thrusting his hips at a languid pace. Jeongin hissed, his cock clenched hard within Jisung's tight ribbed walls, "Keep praising, he loves it," he groaned, spanking Jisung's plump ass. Seungmin smirked, hearing Jisung gag around his cockhead, "You're doing so well, pretty boy. Warm tight mouth feeling so good around me," he cooed, stroking Jisung's cheek. 

Jeongin picked up his pace, thrusting at a merciless pace. Drawing muffled whines and whimpers from Jisung. "Fuck sake. I don't think I can hold it if you're mmh gonna keep, hah doing that," he growled, thrusting his cock in tandem with Jeongin's pace. "Cumming, fuck, fuck," Jeongin cried out, pumping his hot searing load up Jisung's tight hole. Seungmin hissed, ejaculating down Jisungs throat soon after, "Good job, you did so good," he rasped, stroking Jisung's hard. 

Hyunjin chuckled, "Poor baby, came untouched twice. His poor leaky cock looks spent," he teased, tugging on Jisung's  veiny cock. Jeongin whimpered when Jisung clenched hard around his shaft, "Shit, shit, shit. Hyung!" He exclaimed, swatting at Hyunjin. "Sorry, sorry," Hyunjin cooed, kissing Jisungs forehead. Drool dripped down your lips, your mind hazy and clouded by pleasure overwhelming your senses. 

Chan easily manhandled your body up and down his and Changbin's cock. Your cunt was stuffed to brim with Changbin's girthy wide cock. Chan's cock buried deep up your ass, your holes puffy and swollen from their constant deep thrusts. You stared up at Hyunjin with a dazed look, orgasm after orgasm pulled from your pliant body. "Such a creamy hole, your puffy cunt is just leaking with cum isn't it?" he asked, swiping the ring of cum by the base of Changbin's cock and tasted it. 

Chan groaned, "Go give Lixie some attention, he's been hard since Minho allowed him to rest," he grunted, rubbing your swollen clit from the back. Changbin latched on your nipples, his teeth and tongue stimulating your body to the brink. "Hah, huh, hhgh, hah," you slurred, barely coherent with your words. Hyunjin held your jaw, kissing you softly, "Sweet," he whispered, sucking  on your tongue. Your eyes rolled back, quivering around their cocks as your orgasm squirted onto Changbin's lap. 

Changbin growled, pumping a heavy load up your womb, coating every part white, "Shit, angel. You took me off guard," he chuckled, kissing your jaw. Hyunjin pulled away, "Don't make her pass out," he teased, walking towards Felix. "How's my little boy?" He asked, stroking Felix's leaking cock. Felix bucked his hips, craving the friction, "Feel good, Hyunnie," he slurred, moaning quietly at the pleasing pleasure. 

Hyunjin smiled, aligning his cock with Felix's, "Rest, I'll take care of you," he reassured, pumping his wrist around their cocks. His hand easily held them in between. "Hah, hah, hhgh,”  Felix whined,  clawing the couch below as he obediently took the pleasure Hyunjin gave. Hyunjin groaned, rubbing their slits with his other hand, "Mmh, feels good doesn't it, hah, ah, fuck," he grunted, stroking their cocks at a needy pace. 

Felix whimpered, "Cumming, cumming!" he cried, painting his torso white once more, his cum hitting his chin. Hyunjin growled at the sight, ejaculating hard onto Felix's face. Felix moaned at the warm facial, darting his tongue out to taste. Hyunjin  felt his cock twitch, "Fuck, baby. You're so perfect," he said in awe, kissing Felix's nose.

"Aww, look at them," Chan cooed, tucking the three of you in warm cosy blankets. Minho chuckled, "They look too innocent. It's dangerous," he teased, putting a plush in each of your arms. You whined and squinted at them with tired eyes. Seungmin stroked your hair, "Go back to sleep," he whispered, humming a soft lullaby. It didn't take long for the three of you to melt into the mattress with smiles on your face.

[shadowofahope]

Possibilities

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, aggressive alpha tendencies, swearing, near-death experiences, mentions of heat and suppressants

Pairing: Nonidol!Changbin/Nonidol!Minho x Reader

Premise: Omega Primes were rare, being forced to reproduce with other Primes. You never liked the idea of mates, forced or not. A runaway Prime, with two alphas to catch their fall and open up a whole new realm of possibilities.

Author’s notes: Soooo, I'm like secretly/not so secretly obsessed with both of these men right now. When I had originally written this I had no plans to post it, but here we are. Months later with the inability to let it go. I hope you enjoy it regardless! This was definitely written purely for me and my soulmate @jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue to drool over💜

Word count: 8.8K

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“Chan when I say, hold your breath grab Felix and run. Don’t stop until you have Felix safe.” Chan nods to you, he might now know exactly what your plan was but he knew as well as you did that you both had to get Felix out of there. 

“What are you thinking y/n? We can’t leave you here.” Felix huffs, his breath getting harder to release from his lungs. Chan holds him up, arm under his shoulder keeping him close.

“I’ll be fine Lixie, I’ll catch up Yea?” You give him a reassuring smile, followed by a wink. Focus still on the hoard of Alphas that had unfortunately followed Felix on his attempt to escape.

“Y/n-“

“Now chan!”

You hear him inhale deeply before he’s holding it, grabbing Felix hand and see them dart forward. Heading towards the exit from the roof.

In an instant you release your pheromones. Inducing your own heat.

All alphas that had followed Felix up to the roof had now turned on you. Now forgetting about the preheat omega.

Releasing a ragged breath, lungs thick with hot air. It’s like you can feel every bone in your body, every inch of your skin triggered by electricity. Your clothes feel itchy against your heated flesh. 

You barely register the door reopening, this time without the receding Alpha and Omega, but in a mere blink 2 new alphas had joined the swarm. You’d roll your eyes if you could. 

Fucking Alphas.

It’s only a matter of time before one of them advances on you, in any attempt to pounce and take you. Take you as the others join in. A shiver of disgust runs down your spine. The saliva in your mouth is feeling too much now. 

You take a step back on sinking legs. Taking a distracted moment to peer behind you. 10 stories, you could make that…well uninjured wasn’t likely but at least you would be away. You’d need at least a few hours to be able to reel in your heat. Your foggy mind reminds you to stay focused on the alphas in front of you, which would normally be your most pressing issue however in your escape-deciding thoughts the two new alphas that have joined late are now directly standing in front of you. 

And they’re snarling in the direction of the swarm. That’s when your muddled senses detect it. Like freshly baked bread on a cold day, with a hint of something sweet. Aired out bed linen left outside on a warm day, something toasted dances within it. The scents fused together, getting stronger and stronger by the second.

Your eyes adjust briefly, Minho and Changbin stand off against the triggered alphas. 

“Well that’s new” You manage to mumble. As you watch them snarl and defend you. If you were in another state, you’d say you were impressed. Maybe your scent was just really repulsive to them? If you could remember, you’d ask later.

You fight through the Omega need to find an Alpha to satiate your rising hunger, pulling out all of your Prime strength you can. If there was ever a time to be thankful for being a prime it would be now. 

Even if the two could fight through the mass, too many people would be hurt.

Your spine straightens, eyes flashing to Prime, voice taken over.

“ALPHA.” Your Prime voice makes everyone halt. The alpha voice might be a terrifying weapon for alphas to use against omegas, but they had no idea what the Prime voice could be capable of. “DOWN.”

Your command is taken instantaneously, the swarm of alphas on the roof all drop to their knees. Their bodies shake with their inability to control themselves. 

“LOWER.” the voice growled from you. On their knees, hands and chest to the roof the alphas went in unisent. 

All except two alphas. They continue to stand vigilant. Which once again, if you remember you’d ask them about that.

You know you can’t hold it for long. Your body almost giving into the full heat you’ve thrown yourself into. 

Speaking of throw, without another thought you feel your control snap. Simultaneously as you throw yourself over the railing plummeting down to the concrete below. 

The last thing you hear is the voices of the two alphas above scream your name, as your feet slam into the ground.

----

“Most primes are protected. Then there’s you, inducing your own heat and then throwing herself off 10 story buildings.” Your specialist doctor chastises as he finishes taking your vitals for the day..

“You’d be bored if I was like regular primes.” You jest. He shakes his head, but doesn’t look at you. It's the same old song and dance with you two.

“If your family-”

“If my family cared, I’d have a legion of guards to protect me. But they don't, so I take care of myself.” You finish for him, he finally looks at you. Eyes pleading as always.

“A broken leg is taking care of yourself?” He gestures towards your very large cast, covering from your foot to your mid thigh.

“I didn’t say I was the best at it, did I?” You give him your best fake sincere smile.

“Fine. But could you atleast think about finding someone to bond with?” His sigh of defeat sends an itch over your skin. “I don’t care if it isn’t an omega, hell it could be an Alpha or even a Beta. But atleast that would be some form of safety net for you.”

You don’t answer. You never do. For as long as you’ve been alive you’ve been told you had to mate with another Omega Prime, keep the family line strong. But you cut ties with your family long ago and couldn’t find it within yourself to feel comfortable with the idea of a mate. 

“I worry about you.” He goes back to packing up his things, keeping his back to you. 

“I know.” It’s all you can manage.

You hear him sigh loudly again as he makes his way around the room, hesitating by the door.

“Hey doc.” You call as his hand is on the door knob. “Thanks.” 

You had a lot to thank him for. Not just this time, but continuing to look after you when you left the Prime courts. He could have easily walked away from all your ridiculous behaviour and you wouldn't have falted him for it, but he chose to push on being your doctor. Helping you in any shape and form you needed. 

“I’ll see you soon.” He smiles at you before opening it. “Hello Felix, are you feeling better?”

“Yes Doctor, a lot better. Is she awake?” You hear the fake light tone from the hallway. 

Ah shit.

“Yes she is.” You look away, you weren’t ready to apologize for what you did. You did what you thought was right. 

You listen as he enters. Shuffling as the door closes.Theres a moment of silence before he speaks.

“You said you’d catch up.” Felix sniffles from the end of your hospital bed, you look at him. 

“And I did.” You try to lighten.

“A broken leg wasn’t part of the deal.” His angry eyes bore into you. “You could have been really hurt.”

“I know, I’m sorry. But I’m alright.” You motion for him to come closer, shifting slightly to give him enough space to climb on the bed with you. When he snuggles in you feel his body relax. “Just a little sore. Nothing to worry about. I’m just glad you’re safe.” 

----

A few days in the infirmary felt like years with the amount of boredom you were in. The only highlight was Felix joining you when he had some down time. 

Another day of Felix fussing over you, running back and forth to make sure you had food and liquids and you weren’t in pain. Eventually he settled down to eat with you, your conversations turning back to that day.

“I was terrified when the Hyungs passed us on the stairs. Chan tried to yell at them not to, but it was too late.” You can see the crease between his eyebrows as he thought about it. “I really thought they’d become like the others. But now I’m so glad they were there.”

You don’t say anything, your memories coming back are fuzzy. A drowsy flash of two alphas snarling in defense, rage and protectiveness aimed at keeping you safe. 

“I knew Changbin and Minho have really good control over their instincts, but that? I really am impressed.” He chuffs, proud of his older members for keeping themselves in check. 

In a cloud you remember their backs, the muscles tight with Alpha stances on full display. But…. Had you managed to direct your Prime voice to only the lost alphas? In a normal circumstance you wouldn’t second guess it. However, inducing your own heat had made it almost impossible to differentiate one alpha from another. The musky clouds of Alphas making your stomach feel like it was made of cement, your Omega instincts could still smell the two. 

Wait, have you ever really smelled them before? It was them wasn’t it? You don’t go around smelling others for the reason that most scents are slightly nauseating. So with your Prime abilities you forced your Omega instincts down. But did that really mean you just never noticed that you completely ignored others scents?

Glancing over at felix you let out a hesitant sniff, a citrus burst with a dash of caramel. Ok, you could smell him, he smells like he always does. So why did you….

“What do Changmin and Minho smell like?” 

You watch him pause, taking in your words. He looks up at you visibly confused.

“You’ve never noticed?” There sounds like there’s something hidden in his voice, something you aren’t sure what it is.

“I guess not.” You contemplate. “I think I smelt them on the roof, but I don’t think I’ve ever actually paid attention to it before.” 

“Ah, well they have kind of off putting pheromones.” Felix gently tries to explain. 

“Off putting?” That does shock you. What you smelt on the roof was nothing like that.

“Yea, um.” An awkward cough escapes him. “Minho Hyung kind of smells like… pure sugar? Too sugary, sickly sweet? If that makes sense. And Changbin Hyung smells…well…. burnt.”

You think back to the scents from before, letting your senses reimagine them. The comforting pheromones filling your lungs, even now makes your brain go cloudy. Was it them you had smelt then, or was it different Alphas in the throng of chaos. 

“They both take some special suppressants to kind of dampen them, but I try not to breathe too deeply around them. It’s not as uncomfortable as it used to be, but you can still smell it.” 

“Huh….” 

“Was it them?” His question is genuine. “It would make sense for them to be emitting really strong pheromones during all that.”

“I’m not sure.” You shrug, you don’t need the younger omega to worry about anything else right now. “It’s ok, I’ll just sniff them later.”

“Well don’t forget that I warned you.” He laughs off your words. Back to eating the homemade food he brought with him.

A hint of warm baked bread dances on the food. Which seems odd because Felix didn’t bring any.

----

The next day you had another visit from your doctor, he checked your leg and vitals, making sure your heat was down before agreeing to sign your release papers.

“I’m only agreeing to this because if I don’t you’re only going to make it worse for all of us.” He exclaims. You could tell he was tired. He was extremely busy. Being a Beta and scent deaf meant he could treat all subgenders without any issue of pheromones getting in his way. It was one of the reasons he had stayed with you since you were a kid. It’s why he even became a doctor. “However, I have arranged for you to be looked after while you finish healing.”

“Is that really necessary?” You whine, shifting yourself to the side of the bed, carefully bringing both feet to hang down. 

“Yes.” 

Ok, no room for debate clearly. You silently sat there as he collected himself, coming over to stand in front of you. Without realizing it you were already pouting.

“Just….please. Heal first, cause mayhem later.” 

You nod, pout still there. “But who-” 

The door swings open and your eyes sparkle. 

“Ready to go?” Felix asks from the door, the bubbliest smile on his face, a large duffle bag in his hands.

“Really?” The giddiness almost taking over. 

Felix was always so busy with his group, you and he barely had time to spend together. So to have him being the one to take care of you, you are excited to say the least. 

Your doctor rolls his eyes at you, “Let’s get you home.”

----

Having Felix as your temporary caretaker was probably the best 2 weeks you’ve had. 4 more weeks of Felix and you having movie nights, letting yourselves indulge in more Omega oriented activities. By that you meant creating one big nest for the two of you to sleep in together. Your bed wasn’t big enough to create the perfectly comfy nest to happily tingle your omega needs, so you two had chosen to make it in the living room under your large sky light. Pushing your couch back slightly to make room. He had brought all of the bedding and blankets and pillows he owned to yours, and you had instructed him where you kept the thick comfy quilts. 

You hadn’t made a proper nest in a long while, and as comfy as it was, as perfect as it was…something was missing. You just couldn’t explain what, so you didn’t mention anything. It really wasn't necessary. 

Felix did an amazing job helping you in your mundane everyday tasks. Honestly, it had never been so much fun. But a foreboding was approaching; Felix’s heat cycle was shorter than others. So within the next week he would be slipping and he wouldn’t be able to look after you and you sure as hell wouldn’t be able to do anything for him. 

He had asked if he could take half of his things and half of yours with him when he was away for that week. Him saying your omega scent would help ease the time. Of course you agreed wholeheartedly. You offered him every piece of fabric that smelt like you that could be moved. 

You had been able to get around with crutches now, but some things were still difficult. Simple things felt derailingly exhausting, without completing things you’d need a 2 hour nap to recuperate. On the day his pre-heat began he let you know that someone would be by to check up on you later in the day. Leaving you with breakfast and a half nest. You had hugged and bid goodbye. Your now vibrant apartment now stark and boring. You sigh to yourself, annoyed with your already darker demeanor. 

Giving up you climb back into the half made nest, too tired to fix it. The scent of citrus barely there. You push away your thoughts as you fall into a light slumber.

—

Your sleep groggy mind reacts before your body. You feel too heavy to move, sleep threatening to pull you back in. Was someone baking a pastry? If they were, it smelt delicious, you hoped they would save you some. You rolled slightly, to alleviate the pressure you were putting on your cast, you must have curled oddly in your sleep. A wave of clean bedding wafted over you. Did someone bring you some new things for your nest? That was nice of them. 

You compelled your eyes to open, on your back staring up into the sky light. Too much sun beaming down on your face causes you to outwardly groan, rotating to prop yourself up eyes adjusting to your apartment again. 

You watch the figure in the kitchen, wearing your apron tied snuggly around his waist, shuffle back and forth, chopping and then back to something on the stove. You drag yourself with your hands and good leg onto your couch to observe them better. His light brown hair, catching in the sunlight, almost dances a copper tone. His feline features once and a while angled better for you to catch glimpses of his concentration. Contentedly you watch him, sitting silently as he doesn’t realize you’re awake. 

That is, until the itch to know becomes too unbearable.

“Lixie says you and Bin take pheromone suppressants.” It's not a question. You watch him halt his movements, but only for a split second then resuming his cooking.

“Yes.” His voice is relatively mellow. At least he doesn’t seem annoyed talking about it. So far.

You hear the bathroom door open from the hall, heavy footsteps coming into the main area. 

“You’re awake” Changbin smiles at you. “How are you feeling?”

“Tired. I’m bored of being tired.” You explain away. “How can you both need them? I was surprised when he told me. Especially when I thought I smelt you both on the roof that day.”

Changbins weary look is directed at his hyung, he had no idea what you were talking about. 

“The suppressants work well.” Minho continues working. “You would know if you smelt us.”

“Burnt and sickly sweet right?” You recall what Felix said that day.

“Yes.” Minho answers again, this time looking at Changbin he nods sheepishly. Almost looking disgusted with himself. 

“Can I smell you?” 

“What?” Changbins head shoots up to look at you. 

“You want to smell us?” Minho, finally forgoes the cooking to fully face you. 

“Haven’t you smelt us before?” Changbin tries to deflect.

“Maybe, but I’ve never noticed anything… ‘offensive’ coming from you two.” You explain. “So I want to check for myself.”

They exchange panicked expressions. 

“You don’t have to, but I would like to.” Your petulant pout adorned on your face.

Eventually Changbin speaks up, “We, uh don't mind. We’re just worried about you.”

“I promise I will not throw up.” You chuckled at them. 

“Ok but don’t say we didn’t warn you.” Minho shakes his head in disbelief.

They cautiously make their way around the couch, coming to stand in front of you. 

“Who first?” You exclaim cheerfully. Once again they exchange weary looks then roll their eyes at your nonchalant attitude of this impending wave of disgust to hit you. 

“Me.” Minho kneels on the floor, making it easy to get close enough to his scent gland without causing you too much physical strain. You shift forward, leaning into his neck making sure not to make any contact. You give a hesitant sniff, the suppressants they are on must be really strong. You inch closer, taking a deep inhale. 

The smell hits you instantly. You keep a straight face.

“Changbin.” 

By the gods you managed to get your voice out in a steady tone.

Changbin follows his hyungs position, Minho now standing to observe. 

This time knowing how close you needed to be to actually smell their pheromones, you move right away. Leaning in and taking a second deep inhale of the night. 

Your face blanks, as they now stand together waiting for your definite repulsion. You take a moment, not able to see the look of dejection on their face. 

“Well…It was undeniably you two that I smelt on the roof.” You finally manage. “But I need to ask you both something. When I used my Prime voice on the alphas, and when you came in contact with my heat pheromones, what was running through your minds?” 

They looked at you quizzically, “we…our instincts wanted to protect you. That’s what we were thinking.. Well we weren’t actually. Our alpha instincts took over.”

“As for the voice… I don’t know how to explain how we felt but… it was like if someone didn’t obey it we would make them? Almost giddy, I guess.” 

An airy laugh leaves you. “That’s new. How many more surprises are there gonna be with you two?”

“What-? Our scents?” Changbin redirects back to their previous worry.

“I’m glad you guys take suppressants, because you have the most delicious pheromones I’ve ever smelt in my life.” 

“Did the doctor check to see if you hit your head?”

“Ok, rude.” You huff. “I am never giving you a compliment ever again.”

“You’re sure it was us?” Changbin points between them.

“Yea. 1000%, like a puff pastry with powdered sugar on top and toasted chestnuts in the  morning wrapped in clean linen.” You pout, body slouched back on the couch angrily.

“We’ve never heard those before.” 

“Well, I'm sorry to burst your gross bubble, but you two don’t smell gross.” Shrugging them off you turn your attention to a new curiosity. “What’s for lunch?” 

----

Over the next few days none of you bring up the pheromone conversation again, nor do you bring up their reactions to your Omega. It does however continue to remain an inquiry for you. You wait patiently for today to finally ask someone about it. Cast changing day. 

You let your doctor remove your cast, asking you pain questions and general health ones. As he is casting the new one you finally let yourself ask.

“What would it mean if an alpha didn’t respond to an Omega Prime voice?” The nonchalance in your voice is clear. 

“That would depend, was it intentionally directed to avoid them or was it an all for one?” Keeping his eyes trained down, his hands don’t stop moving, wrapping the bands around your calf.

You let yourself think over the situation before answering.“Since it couldn’t have been properly controlled, let’s say all for one.”

“Well…..”

“Hm.” You contemplate his words. “And what if an alphas' instinct was to protect instead of mount, with an omega in heat?”

“Please don’t say mount.” He grimaced, eyes still down but hands pausing briefly to show his dislike even more than with just his face.

“Aright, instead of ‘try to take by force’.” You stifle your laugh, but continue in your questioning. 

“It would suggest…..”

“Uh huh.” You struggled to take in his answers, but the gist of it wasn’t lost on you. “Last question, what if an alphas pheromones and natural scent was repulsive to everyone around then except one omega, to that omega they smelt really good. What would that suggest?” 

“Why are you so weird today?” He stands to examine your face, finally looking at you. He knew something was going on, it’s not like you were hiding it.

“More than normal?” You give an over exaggerated grin. 

He stares at you blankly for a moment, like he’s considering letting you feign ignorance or pushing you for information. Luckily he doesn’t take too long to decide, he already knows if you’re going to tell him you will. 

“No.” Is his final answer. “It would most likely mean…..”

“Ah.” You flomp back on the mattress, eyes now trained to the ceiling. Your face scrunches up in annoyance as you piece the puzzle together. A puzzle you never asked to have to deal with. You didn’t like complicated things like this, you preferred simple and easy to push along.

“What is this all about?” He sounds worried, he was always worried.

“I think I may have found….”

----

The mindless boredom you had begun to feel while stuck at home, was starting to give you an anxious itch. If you were right about it, and the information your doctor told you did in fact back that up, it would be a time if the boys found out. 

So you kept quiet, no issues if you didn’t bring it up. Clearly they thought differently.

“We think something is going on.” Changbin announces from your kitchen. They had come over together to help you complete some work and make you dinner. Felix had something come up and they had volunteered. 

“Well I’m hoping it’s not something bad with my food.” You nonchalantly throw over your shoulder, fingers typing away on your laptop from the couch. 

Your nest still a mess on the floor. Felix had offered to fix it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to let him. Something was still missing.

“With the three of us.” Minho finishes. AH, so they noticed something. Your hands still, recline back arm over the back of the couch, you lounge out. 

“And what exactly is happening?” You inquire, body calm, mind ready to receive any information they might have dug up.

They gave each other a mild once over before exchanging a nod. Approaching you with hesitant energy but sure steps. You could smell them stronger than normal today, maybe that was because they were nervous? Or maybe because your Omega was trying to smell them out? Either way, you ignored it.

“We’ve done some research.” Minho supplies. “About you not finding our smells repulsing.” 

“The only things we could find are research papers on the idea of the rarities of fated mates.” The words come out of changbin so fast you’re surprised you even understand it. 

“It’s a possibility that one of us could be your fated mate.” Minho simplifies. 

“Smart boys.” You chuckle. “Looks like we’ve come to the same conclusion then.”

They stare at you dumbfounded. 

“I was also curious about my Omega pheromones having certain effects on your alpha instincts.” You continue. “And it seems they have also indicated that. However, I’ll tell you both now. Just because it appears that way doesn’t mean I’m about to jump on either of you.” 

“We get that. We just want to make sure we're all on the same page with what this could possibly entail for us.” Minho confides, emphasizing their sincerity. These boys knew you well enough and what your view was on ‘mates’. 

You sigh heavily, how was the idea of the possibility of having a fated mate this exhausting? 

“And we want to be honest..” Changbin directs your attention. “We both have felt drawn to you. If this possibility was right and you felt something for one of us over the other, we’d be ok with that. But we also don't want you to feel like you have to do anything.”

You gave them a soft smile. “Thank you boys. If it had to possibly be anyone, I’m glad it was you two.” 

Upon some form of conclusion for the night, they helped you hobble over to the kitchen table to eat for the night. 

But there was still a lingering thought playing in the back of your mind that you couldn’t quite settle.

----

“A FATED PAIR?!” Felix screeched excitedly from the other end of your couch, flailing pillows and plushies toward you.

“The possibility of a fated pair.” You correct, dodging each oft blow with a giggle. You knew he would have an over the top reaction, which honestly was one of the reasons why you did want to tell him, but also you didn’t want to spend the evening answering his million questions.  

“But TWO?!” His excitement wasn't about to die down. “Holy shit. How are you going to choose?”

“Lix, I’m not going to choose.” You hush him, wanting to bring an end to this interrogation. “Listen, I won’t choose someone just because my omega wants me to. I need to actually like the person first. I need to know them.”

“It’s Changbin and Minho.” He reminds, giving you a pointed look.

“I know, but you and I both know how badly couples can end just because they go along with their sub genders needs. I’d rather be sure.” You recall past mutual friends of yours and how disastrous their situations turned out when they let their instincts fully take over. It had left the friend group shattered with no amount of apologizing and forgiveness could mend what had been hurt.

“So you are going to pick one of them?” He still pushes.

“I’m not saying yes and I’m not saying no.” You finish, huffing before mumbling to yourself. “We could still be wrong.”

----

Work had called you asking if you could come in, there was a specifically rude alpha writer that demanded the editors who worked on his last piece to be there. He had first come in requesting only Alphas to work on his writing. The manager had told him that they would do the best they could but they had limited Alphas available. The top editors in the firm were you, two other omegas, an alpha and a beta. However, that didn't seem to be good enough.

Apparently he had just realized that it was 3 omegas who had been credited for the editorial, even though the 3 of you had also worked on his previous project. To top it off he was also very into his hierarchy of the subgenders. 

Thankfully for you, you had just entered the free standing boot phase of your recovery. You hobbled into the firm, the receptionist welcoming you back, and warning you of what might be in the conference room. She also let you know a little piece of extra information about said writer. He was a dominant alpha male.

Upon entering the room you are enveloped with the intense heavy set musk of dominant pheromones. The need to vomit crept up on you, leaving a nasty taste in your mouth.

“Sorry for being late,” You respond normally, pretending not to notice the provoked alpha on the far side of the room. Not to mention, the two omega editors cowering in at the side table, looking meek and shaking in their chairs. “I’m still a little slow on my feet.” 

Your Alpha manager rushed over to you to help you alongside the others, the shallow tremble in him didn’t go unnoticed. “No worries, y/n we were just going over the issue.”

“Is there an issue?” You ask cheerfully. First you get a read on the hostile energy. The dominant alpha stands tall, smug expression on his face as he watches everyone in the room struggle to keep themselves together. 

“I would say there is, omega.” His voice instantly makes your brain itch, and not in a good way. Gross. Also his need to identify your sub gender to the room really tests your ability to hold your eyes from rolling. “I requested alpha editors to be a part of the project, not three omegas. I need my work to be looked over carefully and with exceptional skills. I am sure you three are adequate but I don’t like being kept in the dark about my own work.” 

You pretend to mull over his words, this man clearly needs others to bow down and grovel at his feet. 

What an unfortunate choice for him.

“As I recall your novel hit #1 on the charts for 4 weeks and it was completed before the deadline.” Your professionalism is on full display. “I am sorry if you do not feel that your work has been properly looked after. But our firm never promised for an alpha only team, just as you did not feel the need to read over the creditors before releasing. On all the paperwork you were given about the piece, our names and subgenders were clearly marked. You did not raise a complaint nor concern at the time.”

“So you’re saying that was my neglect then, Omega?” His vocal demeanor changes to a lower tone, rasping out as the room spikes with more pheromones. He evidently was trying to will you to submit, which once again was unfortunate. 

“Could you please not refer to me by my subgender, I do have a name.” You sigh, how annoying.

“You don’t like to be reminded that you are an Omega?” It almost comes out as a snarl at this point. This time you can’t stop from rolling your eyes. 

You push the rollie chair away from the table, turning to face him front on. You side glance over to you manager, then to the antagonistic male then back. Asking for permission, you could see him struggle to nod. The Dominant pheromones now getting to his inner alpha, his instincts fighting to not submit either. You look at your fellow omegas and they are truly a mess. Tears streaming down their faces, heads down, already submitted a time ago. 

“It’s not that I need a reminder. I am very well aware of what I am.” You stated coldly. “You, however, need to be educated.”

His sick chortle of a laugh fills the room. One you were more than happy to silence.

Your Prime voice ready to extinguish his joy.

“SIT.” 

He’s instantly on the ground, mid laugh causing him to choke. 

“CRAWL.” 

You watch him fight against his body, as he trembles onto hands and knees moving towards you. When he’s close enough for your amusement, you hear the omegas behind you stop crying. You can also hear your manager finally take a deep breath. 

“STOP.” 

He sits there on the dirty carpeted floor in his stupid looking designer suit at your feet. You stay seated, comfily reclined in your chair. 

“The only reason this firm worked on your piece in the first place was because it was a favour for your uncle. The amount of work that went into salvaging that piece of crap you spewed is ridiculous. Not to mention no other firm would work with you.” You reprimanded. “You should feel thankful that our manager agreed to it, thankful that you had two of the most professional and invaluable editors we have.”

“You are free to go to another firm, at this point we’d all be grateful if you did. I will remind you, Omega or not you have NO RIGHT to compromise another with your pheromones. It is against the law and we will not hesitate to file against you. Understood?” 

Your eyes glower at him with the intensity of a Prime, he nods sheepishly. 

“Now apologize to my coworkers and manager for wasting their time and disrespecting this firm.” 

His hurried words of begging for forgiveness meant nothing to you. You watched him collect himself and retreat out of the room. The omegas hugging you in thanks.

“I’m surprised you were able to hold off from that alpha. You made it look so easy.” They seemed mesmerized by you. 

“It was.” You stated confidently. “They're not my Alpha.”

----

“A horde of alphas isn’t enough for you? Now you’re tackling aggravated dominants?” Your doctor insisted on an omega specific checkup. Even for you, over exerting yourself while still healing could be dangerous.

“It was only one this time.” You mutter, back in his office once again. You swore you might as well live here with how often you keep showing up. The receptionists and cleaning man were all on a first name basis with you.

“Does your alpha know that you’re making dominants submit to you?” He muses from his desk, looking over your test results.

“My what?” You try to contain your shock, but then again he could read you pretty well. 

He gives you a ‘cmon really’ type of stare, “I’ve known you long enough to know you don’t ask questions unless they’re relevant and of interest. It’s easy enough to put two and two together.” He stands to place the blood pressure wrap around your arm. “So how does your alpha feel about it?”

“They’re thrilled.” You stone face, eyes locked on your arm.

“Really?” 

“Giddy even.” You pout defiantly. 

“I know it’s a touchy subject, but do you have any plans to mate with them?” You could hear the sincerity in his voice. You didn’t want to hide anything from him, if anything he would be the one to help you figure it all out. 

“I-There’s two.” You look up at him.

“Two?” He gives you a perplexed look, before lightly chuckling. “You definitely don’t make things easy.”

“Yea yea. I’m the definition of the perfect patient.” You roll your eyes, a smile breaking out on your lips.

“This might be an idea, but maybe you should test their scents against your heat?” He suggests, pulling the monitor away.

“...how would I do that?” 

“Well, your heat is coming up shortly so I would say to ask each of them for something to have with you during it. If your Omega reacts more to one scent then the other you know at least you know where part of you stands.” 

That could be a piece of the puzzle you could use.

----

A day out. You desperately needed a day out, especially with your heat approaching. Bless Felix for planning with everyone to finally get you out of the house. And like the bundle of sunshine he was, he decided it would be best to hit up all your favourite local pier. One that happened to be equipped with a few rides, bowling alleys, mini golfing courses and other small activities. 

Of course the first plan of attack was a couple of the rides, your boot and all slugging into mechanisms. The last one being a sort of enclosed type tilt-a-whirl, which to be fair did have some pretty steep drops. The line was a little longer for this one, so you all cued together. When you got to the front of the line you had just begun sorting into smaller groups.

“I’ll sit with Changbin and Minho” you volunteer, hand raising in the air. The two started to pack themselves into the enclosed bubble.

“Really?” Seungmin quips almost astounded that someone would want to. You roll your eyes, heading to follow them in.

“It’s groups of 3, and there’s 9 of us. Does anyone else want to be crammed in a tight space with them?” You challenge, the look of horror on their faces was more than enough as an answer. “Exactly.”

As you begin to enter the ride Minho holds his hand out for you, steadying you as you step over the gap. Changbin, waits for you to sit before closing the door behind you. 

“Are you sure y/n?” Changbin asks, settling himself across from you. 

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.” Your tone annoyed but strong. “I like your scents, even if there was someone else wanting to come in with you I’d still be here.” 

Minho turns away to try to hide the smile on his face, changbins sheepish smile is turned down to the floor. You couldn’t help admiring how cute they were. 

How did you not notice that before? ….. you knew, being one disappointment after another you had turned off and locked down your omega. Becoming unable to view anyone as anything more than a friend. It was safer that way. In your old world only other primes were eligible for you to mate with. But maybe now it was time to turn it back on, let yourself notice things, let the possibilities in.

“Oh I wanted to ask you guys a favour.” You pull them back, the ride slowly inching forward to let the next 3 in. “I don’t know if Felix mentioned it but my heat is starting in a couple days and -“

“We know.” Changbin cuts in. “Uh, we know but Felix didn’t tell us.” 

You eye him for a moment, there was something he wasn’t saying. You glance at Minho.

“We can smell it.” Minho to the rescue.

“Smell it?” You give yourself a quick sniff. You couldn’t smell anything. At least you don’t normally until the day of. “Huh. Ok? Well I was wondering if I could borrow something from each of you during my heat?”

Their eyes spring back to you. Shock is not the right word to explain what you see. 

“My doctor told me to test my omega. It’s been mostly dormant for a long time because of my upbringing, so if there is something going on with us” you motion in a triangle “seeing the reaction my base instincts might be helpful, you know? My omega might gravitate toward one of you.”

You could see it in their faces that they were contemplating your words carefully.

“I mean, it does make sense.” Minho agrees.

“But what about you not being swayed by your omegas needs? Your choice?” Changbin seemed concerned.

“I will not let my omega mount either of you before this me decides how we might feel.” You give them the Boy Scout salute. 

“Mount?” Changbin bursts into a full laugh. Finally the mood lightens again. The three of you buzzing by the time the ride actually gets into full swing. You and changbin both needing to hold onto Minho as he yells about wanting to get off. Changbin just screams incoherently and you can’t stop laughing. 

Thankfully the rides controller takes pity on them and slows it down to let your group off. Both boys stumble out but still manage to help you off. The rest of your entourage wanting to go again.

You decide to head into the building that holds the bowling alley, your incline down the last steps proves to be a little slippery as your booted foot slides out from under you.

The impact with your ass and the carpeted floor makes you grunt. They both let out maniacal fits of laughter at your landing. 

“Ha.Ha. Help me.” You demand, pout uncontrollably appearing.

“Watch out if we don’t help her back up she might use her prime voice on us.” 

“Yea because that worked so well last time” you rolled your eyes and huffed. Thankfully they still help you into a seat next to an unused lane. “Besides, if anything it would just make you two high or something.”

“What do you mean?” That causes them to stop laughing.

“Apparently it’s another possibility. That being fated to a prime means the voice doesn’t work on you like other people. Alphas have no choice, their inner alpha hates it. Like nails on a chalkboard. But with fated it hits the serotonin and dopamine thrill.” You smirk, flashing them bright eyes batting your eyelashes. 

“Our own personal dealer?” Minho chides.

“Nice.” Changbin retorts, they high five. “I’ll grab you shoes….or a shoe.”

“I’ll grab drinks. You.” He points to you, then your chair.

You wave him off in indifference to scan around the alley. You guys hadn’t been here in almost a year. It was almost scary how it hadn’t changed at all. Still a musky smell of ocean water, easy pizza and burgers, as well as a hint of BO. The workers were younger than you remembered, but you were also older than you remembered. Chuckling to yourself at the nostalgia. Your eyes find their way over to Minho in the line for the concession. 

His broad back and slender waist turned to you. He wasn’t as slim as a lot of the members, Ji specifically. No one could beat that man's waist. He never really wore shirts that were tight fitted, which in hindsight could be quite a shame….that went for Changbin too. Minho was taller, with sharp features, but still soft to look at. But that was him, wasn’t it?

He looked cold from the surface, not really responding or speaking but he was extremely observant. If you had to guess his love language would definitely be acts of service. He wasn’t good at accepting compliments, which made it all the more fun to dish out. Watching the blush creep up his face as he tries to hide it. He really was dependable. There was no doubt about that in your mind. He had such a deep caring nature for those he cared about, anyone would be lucky to be bonded with him.

Just as you fall deeper into his silhouette, Changbin appears in front of you.

“Shoe!” He chimes cheerfully. A single show for you and two pairs for them. Before you can say anything in response he’s down on one knee in front of you. 

Pulling your good foot by your ankle he rests it on his leg, untying the laces and slipping your foot out. He’s extremely fluid and delicate in his movements, it’s weirdly mesmerizing. His strong hand reaches over to grab the single bowling shoe, sliding onto your foot with ease. 

How did he know your shoe size? You’re sure that’s something you’ve never brought up before. You can see the top of his bleach dyed hair, his roots vaguely noticeable. Another observant one, he and Minho clearly shared that in common. However he seemed more like a words of affirmation type… He always knew exactly what to say in any situation. Always knew how to make someone feel better, he was truthful in a way that seemed more uplifting even with sour news. His shoulders were broader than your other friends, his ability to gain muscle was something to be desired for sure. His obvious soft eyes could turn fierce in a second if he felt he had to. 

It took everything in you to not reach out to feel his hair run through your fingers. 

And just like that you snap back out. Your shoe on and laced up, and Changbin standing to accept his drink from Minho. Minho doesn’t say anything as he places a drink down next to you. You peer over at it not sure what you were expecting as you hadn't told him what you wanted. 

He notices you staring at your cup. 

“Water.” He states, sipping on his drink. “Too much caffeine doesn’t sit well before your heat.”

He turns away, both men now replacing their shoes. They had moved on to another conversation. But you felt stuck.

‘Water…water…’

How did he know caffeine makes you feel gross during your heat period? You’ve only ever mentioned it to Felix. Did Felix tell Minho about the caffeine? Did Felix tell Changbin your shoe size? How did they know…. When did they know?

Just as your minding your words to ask them about it, the others in your group come barrelling down the stairs. Laughter stealing your attention, maybe later. You’d ask them later.

----

Later your ass. You never did get round to asking, your mind in a sort of whirlwind since. But still  the day before your heat Minho and Changbin showed up at your apartment, they both had decided the best thing to give you were one of the most worn hoodies. Apparently Felix told them you tended to get really cold between waves of need. Changbin had brought a black one and Minhos was a light gray. They had made sure the day leading up to they had worn them without taking suppressants. So they slept, ate, worked out (per your request) in the hoodies. 

You thanked them, letting them know you’d wash them before returning and you were sorry for however state they ended up. They laughed and said they knew what they had agreed to. 

And with that you locked yourself away, awaiting the pain and insufferability of going through your heat alone again.

Your doctor's idea was a good one….well it would have been if you were someone else.

----

The day after your heat ended you had managed to clean yourself and your apartment up. Your fridge was now empty of the premade meals that Felix had given you. Now understanding why they had an underlying smell of a bakery, Minho was the one who made them for you.

You had your answer post heat, but did it really change anything? Should you tell your doctor? Felix? Changbin and Minho? 

You were already emotionally mentally and physically exhausted, but this was just ready to make your head explode. Deciding fuck it, you placed both sweaters unwashed in sealed bags. Keeping them separate from each other and from stinking up the whole building. Throwing them in your backpack and slinging it over your shoulder. You texted Minho asking if they were both home stating you had to talk to them. He instantly replied that they were and you could come over anytime.

You rushed to get your shoes on and head over to their shared apartment. Of course they would share, now it makes more sense because of their pheromones and your understanding of them. Clearly something you once again didn’t notice before.

Your fist against the door sounds a lot more aggressive than you meant it to be. Changbin opens the door, almost taking you by surprise, but don’t let it stop you. Dropping your backpack onto the middle of their living room floor. 

“Are you ok?” Minho questions quickly. “You smell…sour?”

“Did something go wrong?” Changbins clearly worried. They both are. 

“No…well…it did tell me…things, I guess.” You fumble your words, which is most definitely not like you. “I just had to get out of there. I was thinking too loudly.”

“We get it, it’s a lot to ask of you” Minho reassures. Why did that make you feel even shittier?

“My backpack.” You look down to the mass on the floor. “I brought your sweaters back…”

“Before you say anything y/n.” Changbin walks across the room to you. “We have a favour we’d like to ask of you. Or at least we hope it could help?”

“We were thinking, what if we each took an item from you for out ruts?” Minho joined him in front of you. “It might not be the same as your heat, but at least you’d be reassured on our end that our alphas are 100% wanting this. Just like…..we are.”

“You-?” Fumbled, seriously now was not the time to lose your ability with words. 

“We both have genuine feelings for you. Alphas or not. People to people. If we could have it our way, honestly we’d be willing if you wanted both of us. Our alphas agree…” Changbin smiles softly. 

You take a step back, baffled by them. Two of the most capable human beings wanted you, you as a person. Not because you were a prime…and their alphas wanted to be with you too. Alphas wanting to be with a Prime, not only that but share? This was beyond a possibility. This was impossible. You let out a dry airy chuckle, now standing confident to face them.

“In my backpack, are your hoodies. I didn’t wash them.” From confusion to mischief, the look in your eyes hypnotizes them. You reach down, pulling out each sealed ziploc piece of clothing. Tossing them at the males they catch them effortlessly, without looking away from you. 

“I think I’ll let you find out for yourselves.” 

They blink themselves back, glancing down to the packages in their hands. You see their jaws lock in place. Could it be worry, or they’re both ready for their chance to be disappointed or is it the thought of being able to smell what you smelt like during your heat. 

Regardless it didn’t matter now. You all needed answers, you had heard theirs. Now they need to know yours.

Hesitantly, with shaking hands they open the bags in unisent, letting the smells intrapped inside to explode out. They both swallowed down a lump in their throats. You can see them inhale deeply and shudder. Something about watching them on edge, waiting for their answer, both wanting awakens your omega. Instead of fighting them down you let them watch, to take in the sights and scents with you. You can feel your left eye be taken over by your omega. For the first time, in your life your omega and you were working together. 

During your heat you found a harmony within yourself you didn’t know you could have. 

Changbins shoulders roll back as the stress vein on Minho's neck protrudes. They reach in, taking a moment to look at each other exchanging a nod and pulling the garments out. The fusion of your scent on full blast and theirs erupts. It feels so thick it will probably stick to every surface in their apartment.  

They scan over their individual pieces, you can see when they and their alphas understand what they are holding in their hands. Your omega purrs, feeling the pheromones of a pleased alphas circulating. They both hear it when you let the sound come out of your mouth. One eye normal, one omega taken. 

“It’s difficult to wear two hoodies at all times.” Your voice sultry, vibrating with the purr from your chest. “Maybe one of you should give me some pants next time.” 

You smile widely at them. Their alphas are just as shocked as they are, looking to each other and what's in their hands it sinks in. 

You wore both. The whole time your omega needed an alpha, you clung to both. You used both to fight for release. 

“Or how about instead, you both join me?” You smirk. “Because I’ve already starting falling for both of you.” 

The smile on their faces was beyond breathtaking. To think you might have missed this. You never wanted to miss this. Miss them. 

The possibility seemed so unreal months ago, but now could only have been a definite since the beginning. 

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[joyswonderland1108]

Things you learn in this fandom

You know what? These past days taught me that, some Army aren’t really homophobic and those who are actually allies don’t really dislike “assuming” that JK or Jimin are in a relationship with a man.

Because they had no problem giggling at that fake dating rumor between JK and Felix, they also had no problem shipping JK with Mingyu from a less than 2 mins live, no problem shipping Jimin with Taemin after a dance challenge was posted. 

The problem here is specifically associating JK with Jimin, i’m saying specifically because they also have no problem calling JK or Jimin with another member a “couple”. 

So now touching, eye contact and dancing together is considered romantic, a sign and hint of undying love HM. 

Again you don’t have to see Jikook as duo who are into a romantic relationship really, if you want to call us delusional, do your thing you’re free to do that, you are entitled to your own opinion on someone else’s belief (Still doesn’t give you the right to attack people for their beliefs that you disagree with tho just to make things clear) but going out of your way to completely belittle the bond between Jimin and JK?

At this point it’s not that you just don’t want to “ship” them, you absolutely despise the idea of them being even slightly close to each other. Motherfuckers over here trying damn hard to stick that “brothers” label on them, i swear if these people were given two choices on their deathbed either get a second chance for life or have more arguments to label Jikook as brothers they’d go for the latter.

And after oh so proudly deleting content about Jimin and Jungkook or not even posting about it their whole argument is “I don’t want to bring shippers into my account” while also posting about other “ships” and bringing the vilest of them all under their comments and qts.. 

So this 

And that

This

And that

Are absolute and undeniable proof of years of romantic feelings, yearning to be with each other and seek for freedom to parade the love of their lives. But this

Is shipping two brothers from another mother and being absolutely delusional, disgusting shipper, making up stories of things the boys NEVER (they did) share with us, making up dates (that they very clearly went to), you name it. 

Again, as i said above, if one doesn’t want to “assume” there’s something more going on between these two, FINE it’s not like they’re making it obvious or anything you know, just two bros biting and sucking on each other’s skin, no homo tho. 

But in all seriousness, you really don’t have to support them in that way if you don’t see them that way, you also don’t have to go out of your way to belittle their bond just because you don’t want to look like a “shipper” or don’t want to rile up the “jokers”. One can still appreciate a bond without necessarily seeing the romance in it and still be detached from a particular group of people they don’t really like to associate with, although they have no problem associating with a whole ass cult just saying.

All in all, you’re not really being that “very good person” you oh so want to make yourself be by “not assuming someone’s sexuality or their relationship to someone else” you just really feel uncomfortable acknowledging that Jimin and JK are in fact very close towards each other, you just really don’t like their closeness that you would rather jump off of a cliff falling after baseless rumors of them dating different people than admit that they “might” actually be dating each other. 

With that being said, Jikook love each other and you and your opinion can sit on a cactus, you have other “matters” to worry about than Jikook being a thing. As our dear Jeremy F. said “Suck my dick and choke on it i yield my time. FUCK YOU!”

SEVEN IS COMING, SET YOUR STREAMING GOALS FOR A HEALTHIER AND LONG LIFE!!! 💜

[hyunsvngs]

skz and where they would reck you in public, like, this has been in my head for wayyy too long and you are the best author i know so would you be ok with this? also can i be anon💜?

i am SO okay with this. i briefly touched on this in a previous ask about exhibitionism but i cannot find it rn.

chan - studio. STUDIO STUDIO STUDIO.

minho - he'd love to fuck you in the dorm with the others watching, i think that would realllyy get him off.

changbin - definitely would love if you ran your foot over his bulge in a restaurant and would wanna fuck you in the toilets after. ALSO car sex with changbin sorry i have to say that because he is SO FINE when he's driving

hyunjin - i think hyunjin's lowkey a whore (affectionate) so you could try and touch him anywhere and he would get off on it. never full on sex though, he sees that as lovemaking and wouldn't want to tarnish your bond yk?

jisung - anywhere. let him fuck you anywhere he has 0 shame and does not care it just gets him off so bad. his favourite place to fuck is in like random roads that no one walks down, fully in public where you still can't be caught

felix - he's another hand up the leg type guy in a restaurant. also potentially on a train and in public toilets

seungmin - i don't think he'd get off on this too much. if he did wanna fuck you in public, it'd be in the back of a car or somewhere relatively secluded

jeongin - on a train!! and alsoooo imagine jeongin taking you shopping and dressing you up in clothes just to make you moan in the dressing room <3

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Hi! Thank you so much for your continuous hard work and absolutely amazing recs! You’re my safe heaven. 💖💖💖 I was wondering if you have any recs about addiction? Harry or Draco being addicted to a potion and the other is helping them to recover? I know it might be a strange concept but I thought if anyone would know stories like this, it would be you. Thank you ❤️

Hi anon, you’re very welcome! Your kind words made my day, thank you 💜 addiction is a heavy theme for me so I don’t read it often but I’m listing a few fics I’ve really enjoyed below. I’m sure my followers will add more. Check the tags and stay safe!

again, for the first time by @aibidil (E, 14k)

Five times Draco lied about why he wasn't drinking, and one time he gave an honest answer. Or, a love letter to sobriety.

Between Myth and Man by @slytherco (E, 16k)

Draco, lost and a little broken, navigates post-war reality convinced that people like him should not be allowed to make their own choices. To solve the problem of his self-sabotaging tendencies, he starts taking a few drops of Veritaserum every morning. A story about the complexity of choices, repressed desires that come to the surface when we least expect them, and the utter hopelessness of truths built on a foundation of lies.

Thunder by keyflight790 (E, 21k)

The storm will disappear; the rain will subside; but what's left in its wake will last forever. A story of love and loss, redemption and thunder.

Strange Bedfellows by ravenclawsquill (E, 30k)

When Harry encounters a frail and fidgety Draco Malfoy at the Ministry, he just knows something is wrong and he’s determined to get to the bottom of it. A story about Deadly Nightshade, crippling insomnia, excellent wine … and finding what you need in the strangest of circumstances.

Dreaming Darkly by @quicksilvermaid (E, 40k)

It's five years after the war, and Harry is not okay. He hates his job. He hates Robards. He hates Ron's promotions and Hermione's concern. He chases oblivion in booze and weed and quick dirty fucks, but it's never enough. Then Draco Malfoy's face comes up on the case board as a murder suspect and Harry is thrown into an investigation that will take him to dark and dangerous places.

Super Rich Kids by @thusspoketrish (E, 81k)

Draco Malfoy has become disillusioned by the glitz and glamour of the scandalous lives of the Post-Second Wizarding War Pureblood Elite. Enter: one existential crisis, one group of thieving cynical friends, and several terrible, terrible decisions.

Nor All That Glisters by @sweet-s0rr0w (E, 110k)

Lonely and frustrated on house arrest, with no prospects for the future, Draco begins brewing Felix Felicis in an attempt to improve his lot. Just in the short term, of course. He isn’t a total idiot. But before long he finds himself with a thriving business, a nice flat, some actual (albeit irritatingly Gryffindor) friends, and a very satisfying sex life. What’s more, no-one is hexing him in the street. And Harry Potter is single, and gorgeous, and giving Draco decidedly interested looks. Stop taking the Felix? You must be joking…

[ificouldhelpyouforget]

Two of a Kind (Double!Felix x OFC)

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Summary: When two versions of the same Yongbok Evelyn has come to adore show up at her apartment, her life gets a little more complicated... but she's not complaining.

A/N: Okay, so this is a lot for me to post. I hope it's good or at the very least enjoyable. It's not getting a lot of attention on AO3, so I'm giving in and posting here in hopes that I can find the positive affirmations I'm craving. Anyway, enjoy, I hope?

Warnings below cut.

Word count: 14,657

WARNINGS: Fairly fast moving; Smut (I'm not warning against specifics, just know this is a polygamous sort of situation so there is definitely double penetration here); fluff; a lot of dirty talk/language; porn with plot; breeding kink; mention of a dildo, but isn't present; science fiction/magical unexplainable situation; Felix and Yongbok are two separate persons, but also the same; this is just raunchy and dirty, so if you choose to read this, be aware of the content I have put out and you are taking in. Please be responsible about it. 💜

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She stares, lips parted and eyes wide. Two sets of the same deep brown eyes she knows better than her own look back at her, assessing her reaction. Identical faces on identical bodies stand outside her apartment door. The only noticeable difference between them is their hair. Even the freckles across their face are the same. The blond she’s confident she has known since middle school, but the dark-headed version of the same face she is unfamiliar with. She was sure Yongbok didn't have a twin.

Still in shock, Evelyn doesn’t stop Yongbok from dragging the stranger into her home, a pleading look on his face when he does. He shuts the door behind them and that’s when she snaps out of it.

“Wait, wait, wait, who the fuck is this and why does he look like-like you?”

Yongbok brushes his longer hair out of his face and scratches the back of his neck. “Um, something might have happened that I can’t really explain.”

“Well, I need you to find a way because I’m kinda freaking out here.”

The dark-headed Yongbok’s gaze shifts to her and back to the blond, also waiting to see how he will describe the situation that brought him to be.

“You’re freaking out? I’m freaking out! I don’t know what the fuck happened! I was walking out of the office and I saw someone left a light on in a room I didn’t even know we had. I went to turn it off and some freaky shit happened and now there are two of me!” Yongbok pouts and grasps her shoulders. “I need your help, Evelyn.”

“We… We’ve gotta take a deep breath. We’re gonna… We’re gonna figure this out.” She looks at the other Yongbok. “Do you know what’s going on?”

He shrugs, the leather jacket on his shoulders shifting when he does. “All I know is I’m him. Some sort of alter ego, I guess. A dark side maybe?”

Evelyn stares her Yongbok down. “Do you even have a dark side?”

“I wouldn't say 'dark' necessarily...”

“What the hell room did you walk into??”

His shrug is exaggerated. “I swear I didn’t even know there was room there!”

“Okay, okay.. So there are two of you now. Do we call him Yongbok, too, or do we make up a name?”

“Felix.”

They look at the duplicate. “Felix?”

“That’s my name.”

Evelyn deadpans and looks at Yongbok. “Are you telling me that your ‘dark side’ has a name? Are you kidding me? Do you have other names for different versions of yourself in your silly head?”

“I-I-I might!." There is heavy side eye from Yongbok. "It was Chris who started it! When he performs, he becomes a different version of himself. When he’s with his girlfriend, he’s a different version of himself. But he’s all still Chris. They just have different names he calls them, even his girlfriend uses the names as a joke. I thought it would be fun to try it, too.”

“Sure, but why the hell do you have a ‘dark side’ of yourself?”

“I don’t know. Sometimes I kinda wish I was more confident, or I came off as more sexy than cute, not so happy all the time. I wanted to show a different side of myself.”

“Well,” she looks at Felix, “you are certainly letting people visualize a different side of yourself. Although I’m not sure how he’s that much different other than the hair.”

There is a moment where Felix opens his mouth, ready to explain just how he’s different from Yongbok, but the blond points and glares. “Don’t you dare say anything.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything about that, but I guess you still haven't said anything based on your reaction.”

“What do I have no idea about?”

“It-It doesn’t matter. Don’t worry about it.” Yongbok changes the subject. “Can he stay with you until we figure out how to fix this?”

“Excuse me, you want him to what?”

Felix raises an eyebrow and purses his lips. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“No, but it’s our only option because you don’t have income to get a place of your own and I can’t have you staying with me because my landlord is already up my ass trying to find a reason to kick me out. He hates me. If I suddenly have a roommate, he will throw me out on the street.”

“I get that, Yongbok, but what if my family finds out there’s a man living with me? They’ll roast me.”

“I guess they don’t know about the men you let sleep over?” Felix questions, an innocent gaze on his face while his eyes gleam in mischief.

“How the fuck do you know any of that?”

“It’s what you’ve told him. I used to live in his head, so of course I know.”

“I’m never telling you anything again in case this happens again, Yongbok.”

“Evie,” he whines. “I didn’t even know this was possible! We tell each other everything..”

“Not everything.”

“Oh my God, just shut the fuck up, Felix,” Yongbok says before turning back to Evelyn and gesturing between him and Felix. “This is some sort of freaky science fiction shit that we won’t let happen again once we fix it. I swear. No more opening up weird doors.”

A pause. Evelyn shifts her gaze between the two men. “Fine. He can stay, but we are going to fix this as soon as fucking possible. He can’t stay forever.”

Yongbok wraps her up into his arms and squeezes. “Thank you! You are the best, Evie. I swear I owe you my life.”

“Yeah, you do.” She’ll ask about what Felix meant some other time.

—

When Yongbok said they would try to fix the oddity that is Felix’s existence, Evelyn wasn’t expecting it to take months and for them to still have no answers. Yongbok told her that the next day he was at work, he tried looking for the door, but it was gone. It was as if it never existed. She didn’t believe him until he had her come by during lunch and he brought her exactly where the door was supposed to be. There was nothing but a wall. They have stewed over what they can do to fix their problem, but it doesn’t seem they’ll ever find a solution.

But despite the apparent halt in their search, Evelyn has grown oddly fond of Felix.

Maybe it’s partially because he looks like Yongbok, but he also acts so much like him. It shouldn't surprise her, yet it does.

He’s sweet in his own way, kind even, but he’s also devious. The man flirts more than anyone she knows and he has a bit of a—dare she say—sexy aura about him. He knows he’s hot and really plays it up especially to torment her. It feels weird to equate Yongbok to being sexy in any capacity, but something about Felix makes it feel like it’s just Yongbok with dyed hair. His confidence is making it harder to keep Yongbok in the cute category she usually keeps him in.

One night, Felix comes home a little tipsy from a secret venture to a nearby bar—one that had Evelyn scolding him for being so reckless.

“You have to be more careful, Felix. Someone who knows Yongbok could see you and it could cause a lot of problems.” Evelyn makes him sit on the couch before grabbing him a glass of water. She hands it over and makes sure he takes a sip before speaking. “I don’t want you or him to get in trouble for something we can’t explain. I… I don’t want to lose either of you.”

Felix rests his head on the back of the couch, giving her a soft smile. “You won’t lose Yongbbokie. He’ll be perfectly fine.”

“Yeah, but you’re part of Bbokie.”

He gazes at her, a warmth growing in his chest, probably from the alcohol.

Evelyn mutters something about getting him some food to soak up what he drank, but as she gets up to leave, Felix grabs her wrist to stop her. She looks at him and he speaks before he can stop himself.

“He’s in love with you, you know... That’s what he’s afraid of me telling you, one of the few things he’s kept from you. He doesn’t want you to know how much he misses you when you’re apart or how much he hates seeing you go home with some guy you met at a club. I’ve always been part of your Yongbok, but I’m the side of himself he’s been too afraid to let out. He’s always wanted you to see him more like this, confident and hot. He wants you to know he’s more than just cute Yongbok.”

She freezes. Yongbok loves her? As more than best friends? He’s never shown signs, interest. He’s just been the Yongbok she's always known.

“I’m all the flirting he wants to do with you. I’m all the secret thoughts and feelings he’s had about you when he’s alone. I’m the version of him he wishes you were taking home. I’m everything he’s afraid to show you, afraid to give you.”

“Y-You need to eat,” she says, slipping her wrist out of his hold. Evelyn isn’t sure if she should be timid, shocked, nervous or… excited? She’s so confused. Yongbok is in love with her… Was he ever going to admit it to her?”

“You can’t tell him I told you. He’ll hate me.”

Without words, Evelyn grabs some crackers and the last cookie from the batch she and Yongbok made days ago. Yongbok had such a big smile on his face while they baked, a sight she remembers each time she ate a cookie. She gives Felix the food, silently encouraging him to eat. He did, but he stared, too. Evelyn couldn’t get the courage to look at him. The one time she did, her heart beat a little too fast.

Curse him for not only being attractive, but for the smug look on his face that screams he knows he's good looking. It doesn’t matter if he’s a little inebriated. It’s second nature for him to be, well, hot.

“Stop looking at me like that, Felix.”

“You’re pretty, you know. It’s no wonder Yongbbokie fell for you so fast. I bet it eats him up that I’m here and he isn’t.”

She half wishes he was there to keep Felix in line.

“I bet he’s thinking about sitting on this couch with you, finally telling you how he feels, and then kissing you the way he’s dreamed about for years.”

“Cut it out.”

He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Maybe he’s imagining finally getting the courage to fuck you, like I’ve seen him visualize mere hours after spending time with you.”

Evelyn’s face is burning, and her hands are shaking. “Shut up, Felix.” She starts toward her room, combating the sudden images of Yongbok that spawned in her mind. “I’m going to bed and you should, too. Maybe sleep will get that alcohol out of your system and put some sense back in your head. Goodnight.”

Felix’s teeth show as he grins toward her now closed bedroom door. He hopes he, Yongbok, or both of them taunt and tease her in her dreams. It could start the chain reaction of a confession, especially if she realizes that she’s just as much in love with Yongbok. All they need is a little more pushing.

Evelyn leans against her bedroom door to settle her racing heart. Yongbok loves her… Yongbok. Loves. Her. Her best friend is in love with her. Her knees feel weak.

Yongbok has always attracted a lot of attention for various reasons. He’s been popular since she’s known him because no one can deny that he is a good-looking guy. The dark expressive eyes, his tanned skin littered with freckles, the way his smile lights up an entire room… Evelyn has never been blind to his looks. But to hear he loves her? She’s lucky to call him her best friend.

She can’t say she loves her friend in the same way, though. She can’t say simply because she’s never thought about it. Yongbok is likeable and clearly easy to fall for. He’s kind to everyone no matter who they are or what they do, and he’ll go out of his way to help wherever he can. She would be insane to ignore his feelings.

Her eyes drift to an old photo of her and Yongbok grinning wildly at the camera, both finishing each other’s hearts with their hands. Her high school sweetheart had dumped her that morning and Yongbok came over with snacks, drinks and a ton of movies to keep her distracted from her broken heart. It mended a little that night when they fell asleep on her bedroom floor with the Tangled title screen playing on her laptop. He always knows how to make her forget what breaks her heart because he’s her Yongbok.

Evelyn smiles, two fingers running along the glass of the photo frame.

It’s easy to fall in love with him... because it seems she already has.

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“Hey, sorry I’m late. We were finishing up a project for tomorrow’s meeting.”

Evelyn smiles at Yongbok. “No worries, Bbokie.” She stands up from the kitchen table where she and Felix had been talking when Yongbok let himself in. Her arms wrap around his middle and she presses her face into his warm chest. His cologne has faded, but he still smells good. “We waited for you.”

Yongbok hugs her back and peers at Felix, who is watching with a smirk. For a few weeks now, he’s noticed his darker counterpart acting more devious and flirty with Evelyn. Most of the time, she ignores or scolds him, but lately she flirts back. It’s getting on his nerves because it should be him. He’s wondered if Felix has tried anything more with Evelyn and if she let him. The thought makes his heart hurt.

“What’s wrong?” Evelyn cups his face, sensing his mood change. “Are you not feeling well? We can hold off eating together a different night if need be.”

Yongbok shakes his head. “I’m okay. I got a little distracted. Maybe I’m just hungry.”

She smiles. “Then I think it’s time we eat, hm?”

Felix stands. “I’ll get the table set.” Yongbok doesn’t miss the way Felix touches Evelyn’s waist as he walks by.

Her gaze follows Felix for a moment before she brings it back to Yongbok. He sees something cross her features that makes him nervous about the dark-headed man. But her palms resting on his chest bring him from his thoughts. “Why don’t you go change into some cozy clothes? I recently washed a bunch of the stuff you’ve left here. We’ll have dinner on the table by the time you’re finished.”

“Right. I’ll be out in a minute.”

Felix watches him go and chuckles. “Looks like he’s jealous. I wonder if he’ll finally tell you.”

“Stop trying to make him. This is Yongbok you’re toying with.”

“Yeah, who is also in love with you and feeling extremely intimidated by me right now.”

She silently gathers up dishes for the table, feeling Felix’s eyes on her. Evelyn stops and looks at him. “So… does this mean you feel the same as Yongbok?”

“Of course, I do.” He traps her between the counter and himself, hands resting on the countertop on either side of her. “He and I are the same person, except I’m not afraid to act on what I feel.”

Her gaze is hard when she pushes him away from her. “You’re not taking away Yongbok’s chance with me, Felix.” Evelyn may or may not have let it spill to Felix that she wouldn’t be too upset if Yongbok confessed to her the day after she decided her feelings for the blond man.

“You know, you could have both of us.” Felix leans in too close. He grabs her hips to keep her from stepping away from him. “I don’t mind sharing.”

Both? Evelyn stops the thoughts before they can go too far. “Fuck off.”

A chuckle. “Think we can convince him?”

“There will be no convincing because you are going back in his head where you should be.”

“Hmm, but what if we never find a way to put me back?”

“Well, then you can go anywhere and live how you want.”

“If Yongbok stays, I want to, too.”

“I can’t have two—That won’t work, Felix. Even if Yongbok confesses and you stay your own person, it’s gonna look fucking weird if someone sees two of you with me. And if they find out that you’re both my boyfriends? We’ll never hear the end of it.”

Humming, he reaches up and brushes some of her hair behind her ear, bottom lip between his teeth. “You care too much about what others will think. What do you think, Evelyn? What do you want?”

She flounders under his stare, trying to find a way out of answering him, but she soon falls victim to the slight upward shift of Felix’s lips. Evelyn sighs out of frustration. “I don’t think I can have Yongbok without you or you without Yongbok. Happy? Is that what you want me to say? That I love him and since you’re part of who he is, that also means I love you?” She looks down. “I don’t know if anything will come of whatever is going on between you and me or me and him, but I can’t say I would be upset to have you both. Is it selfish of me? Maybe, but I can’t have Bbokie without you or you without him.”

Her back being pressed against the countertop barely registers in her mind. Her distraction being the soft touch of Felix’s thumb along her bottom lip. His near black eyes are glittering and focused so intently on her lips. He leans closer.

“Yongbok will be very happy.”

A feather light touch of his lips on hers nearly takes Evelyn’s breath away, but he pulls back before ever completing the kiss at the sound of the bathroom door opening. Felix studies Evelyn’s reddened face and steps away the moment Yongbok enters the kitchen again. She immediately looks at the ground when she catches the surprise and hurt on Yongbok’s face.

Yongbok isn’t stupid. He glimpsed how close Felix was to her, the bright red tint to her skin. Not a single dish is on the table. No food is in sight. Leave it to the persona he hoped would help him make a move to win his best friend’s affections. Having him live with her probably wasn’t his best idea.

Evelyn opens her mouth, clearly ready to explain away what he walked in on. She wants to reassure Yongbok that whatever just happened between her and Felix doesn’t ruin his chances. There is a single second where a thought crosses her mind and in that second, Evelyn acts.

“Fuck it,” she says, more to herself than the guys. In two steps, she stands in front of Yongbok and pulls him into a clumsy kiss.

He grunts in surprise, eyes wide initially until he feels the gentle touch of her hands on his face when she pulls away, only to go back in for another less awkward kiss, one he’s more prepared for. His hands go to her waist to bring her closer, his eyes shutting as he kisses her back. He must be dreaming.

Felix almost laughs. He was so close to kissing her the same way Yongbok is now, her hands on his face, his arms, his chest. Yet all along he knew it was supposed to be Yongbok to have her in his arms where he can kiss her like he’s always wanted. If Felix wasn’t his own person, it would have been Yongbok anyway.

“He told you, didn’t he?” Yongbok whispers, ending the kiss and pressing his forehead against hers.

Her hands trail down from his face to his chest, where she can feel his heart racing. “Weeks ago.”

“Weeks ago?” Yongbok looks between the two, mouth open. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“She had to make sure I wasn’t lying,” Felix answered. “She’s been driving herself insane trying to read into your entire friendship… and every interaction you two have had since she realized she loves you back.”

Yongbok could cry. “You… You love me?”

“Yeah,” Evelyn breathes. “Once I got away from his drunken yapping, it was pretty obvious I have been for a while. It just took me some time to figure it out.”

“Hey, I wasn’t drunk.”

Evelyn scrunches her face at him, which Felix finds ridiculously adorable.

Yongbok pulls her into a tight hug, pressing his face into her neck. Goosebumps rise on his back when she drags her hands across it. “I love you.”

“I know. Also, I love him, too,” Evelyn says, nodding toward Felix after stepping out of their hug.

“You’re fucking kidding me.”

Felix laughs. “Sorry, Yongbbokie.”

“Bbokie, you two might be separate people now, but he is technically you. If I love you, then of course I’m going to love him. Think of it more like I love another version of you, every version of you. If that weird room made more versions of you, I’d love all of them, too.”

The two men stare at each other until Yongbok sighs and looks back at Evelyn. “You’re right. If you love me, then it makes sense you would love him, too. So, I guess until we figure out how to fix this… you have two of us.”

“That’s not so bad, you know.”

“She is ecstatic about there being two of us,” Felix teases, his voice deepening slightly.

“Shut up, Felix!”

Yongbok laughs, grabbing her hand and bringing her back to him to kiss her once more.

—

Living a life with two men, who are one and the same… kind of, is an interesting ride, to say the least. Some days it’s harder for Evelyn to comprehend that there are two versions of her best friend that she gets to love and even more so when she’s reminded that they still have no explanation for Felix’s existence outside of Yongbok. She’s accepted at this point that she has two loves and it’s worth it when she finds herself cuddled up on the couch between them most nights. There’s no place she feels safer.

“You should leave the fucking place and just live here, too,” Felix says to Yongbok. “Your landlord is a piece of shit trying to find a reason to kick you out.”

Yongbok’s head falls against the back of the couch. “I know, but the rent is too good for apartments in that area, and it’s pretty close to my job.”

“We’ll split the rent here. I'll find a job and that becomes a three-way split. I bet it’s cheaper than what you’re paying there and you get to live with Evelyn.”

There are some days where Evelyn feels almost guilty that she lives with Felix only, getting to spend a lot more time with him day and night. Yongbok sadly can’t be over all the time and it gets difficult to make time to see each other if there’s a project he has at his job or Evelyn has to meet up with clients during his free time. She misses him when she can’t see him, even though she has Felix to combat that loneliness.

“We can make it work, Bbokie. I love the idea of you living here, too, plus my landlord won’t try to kick you out for no reason. I’m pretty sure he adores you, actually. He might even bring the rent down if you move in.” She kisses his cheek and brushes through his hair with her fingers. “We’d get to spend a lot more time together, too.”

He hums deep in his chest as he ponders his options. “What kind of job do you think you’d get, Felix?”

“I don’t know. I could try streaming or something. I have heard that being a cam boy is profitable.”

Yongbok nearly chokes and Evelyn’s eyes go wide.

“You want to… to do that on camera? You know that’s my body, too!”

“I’ll get a tattoo or something then. No one will recognize me… or you.”

Evelyn purses her lips. “What if I would rather my boyfriend didn’t do that?”

“Relax. It was a thought. I probably wouldn’t do it, anyway.”

“For some reason, I don’t believe you.”

Felix leans over Evelyn. He chuckles as she presses herself back into Yongbok’s side to keep some distance as if there was any distance to have. “You could join me sometimes. I bet they would send a lot of money to watch you fall apart for me.”

“Hey, cut it out, Felix,” Yongbok says, wrapping a protective arm around Evelyn after smacking Felix’s shoulder.

“You can join, too, Yongbbokie. I know people go nuts for threesomes.”

Evelyn’s knees press together, and she hides her face against Yongbok.

More recently, since accepting having two men to call hers, Evelyn’s thoughts have been a little far from wholesome. When both men are extremely handsome, even by society’s standards, it’s nearly impossible to avoid thinking about them in that way. It also doesn’t help that Felix constantly “forgets” to get changed in the bathroom after a shower, walking around the apartment with a towel around his waist and no care that Evelyn is getting bombarded by his half naked torso—she was speechless upon seeing the faint lines of abs when he first walked by her with a smirk. And to make matters worse, Felix cannot be bothered to shut a door properly, particularly his bedroom door, so she’s caught him pleasing himself more times than she’d like to count since they became a trio. Whereas he’s unreasonably hot letting her find him in the situation, the images of Yongbok doing the same have nearly broken her fragile brain. How easily she falls apart at the thought of being with her boyfriends in that way should disgust her, but more often than not, she shuts herself away in her room to alleviate some of her own sexual frustration. But talking so openly, teasing or not, about the three of them having sex together is too much.

“Can we just agree that camming isn’t a job you’re gonna do? It’s too risky right now and I don’t want my body shown off like that.” Yongbok pats Evelyn’s head.

Felix pouts. “You’re no fun.”

“That sort of fun is better in private.”

“Oh, so you’re into it as long as there’s no camera. Good to know.”

Evelyn suddenly stands up, face a bright red as she scampers into the kitchen. “So moving? Do you think you’d wanna move in with us, Bbokie? We can easily make space for you.”

Felix and Yongbok share a look upon realizing how much their conversation affected Evelyn. Yongbok also has slightly pink cheeks.

“Let me see what I can do.”

“I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun together,” Felix says, pleased to hear Evelyn squeak from the kitchen and Yongbok exhale to get out whatever emotion is bubbling up inside him. “Also, how will your family feel about you living with two men?” He laughs upon receiving a middle finger from the woman doing everything in her power to ignore how badly she wants both men right then and there.

—

Evelyn groans upon returning home after a rough day at work to find Felix leaning against the kitchen counter while he types on his phone. Grey sweats are the only thing on his body. “Please put on a shirt or something.”

Since living with the two practically identical men, Evelyn has quickly realized that it is both a godsend and a nightmarish hell. Both Felix and Yongbok are extremely helpful around the apartment and doing their part by paying bills. Felix is streaming games as his job and became a relatively quick success—she suspects his looks and deep voice are the reason views soared—but being able to cover his side of expenses took a little time, but he’s proactive making up for the delay. Both she and Yongbok, thankfully, were okay to take over his costs until he completed his set up.

Despite the wonderful help and support from them, Evelyn’s hell began soon after Yongbok officially moved in. Felix and Yongbok decided they needed to work out to keep up their lithe and toned physique, so they go to the gym a few times a week after Yongbok gets off work. The problem stems from the fact that neither seems to care that she’s right there when they strip their sweaty clothes off on the way down the hall for a shower. It’s not like she’s never seen them shirtless, but as she notices the subtle growth of more and more muscle, Evelyn is going insane. She’s embarrassed to say the prank gift from her overseas friend of a ridiculously enormous dildo—the name Fenrir on the discreet packaging—has been extremely useful in her dilemma.

Felix sets his phone down and tilts his head. “Why?”

“Because…”

“Wow. Such a deep reason. I can’t believe I didn’t realize.”

It’s almost instant when tears build up in her eyes. “Please. I can’t deal with you today.”

The smirk that was building on his face instantly fell away. Felix stands straighter and pulls her into a tight hug. “What’s wrong, baby?” He fights back the shiver when her fingers trail softly along his lower back.

“Work was bad. I made one mistake and my boss kept yelling at me about it, so I made more mistakes. I… I don’t want to think anymore today.”

Lips press against her hair. “What can I do to help?”

“Just… don’t toy with me tonight. I can’t handle it right now and I don’t want to end up angry with you or Yongbok.”

“Okay,” he says, squeezing her tighter for a moment. “How about you take a little nap? It might help you feel better. Yongbok is in the shower, but I’ll let him know not to disturb you.”

Evelyn looks up at him. A single tear rolls down her cheek that he is quick to wipe away with a pout on his lips. “Can both of you cuddle with me?”

Those pouty lips press against hers sweetly. “If that’s what you want.”

She nods. “Please.”

“We’ll take care of you, baby. Go get changed and get comfortable. I’ll go let Yongbbokie know what’s going on and I’ll be there in a minute.”

With yet another nod, Evelyn trudges to her room, glancing at Felix as he disappears into the open door of his and Felix's room. Her movements are a little slow as she changes into some shorts and a pink hoodie that she’s “borrowing” from Yongbok. After shutting her door, she buries herself under her covers and waits. Silent tears spill down her face, dampening the pillow under her head, as the events from work wash over her, the fear of termination crossing her mind when she remembers how frustrated her boss was by the time he told her to go home. She truly tried her best like she always does, but today just wasn’t her day.

There’s a soft knock at the door, her response as quiet, letting who she assumes is Felix enter her space.

“How’re you feeling, princess?”

“Not good.” There’s no hiding the shake in her voice.

The bed shifts as he makes himself comfortable on her bed. Felix reaches toward her and guides her against his now covered chest, where she continues to cry.

“It’s okay now,” Felix whispers, petting her head. “We’ll cheer you up and take care of you, Evelyn. Yongbbokie is getting dressed right now and then he’ll be here, too.”

Evelyn grasps the front of his t-shirt. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you.”

A few minutes of quiet words and more tears go by before Yongbok makes his way into Evelyn’s room, Felix greeting him. The second Yongbok settles behind Evelyn, she turns and finds refuge against his chest. Felix scoots up behind her, wrapping his arm around her middle and his lips pressing against her shoulder while Yongbok cradles her head to him and does what he can to soothe the fresh tears falling from her eyes.

The next thing Evelyn knows is she’s waking up. Her sleepy gaze falls on the blond in front of her, who smiles and brushes her hair off her face. Behind her, Felix rubs her side and back, raising goosebumps across her skin.

“Sleep well?” Yongbok asks, running the backs of his fingers across her cheek.

“Yeah… Thank you for staying with me. Both of you.”

Felix kisses the spot behind her ear and then the top of her shoulder. “Happy to help.”

Evelyn rolls onto her back between them to get a better look at both of their faces. “How long did I sleep?”

“Maybe a half hour?” Yongbok kisses the end of her nose. “We’re gonna take care of dinner tonight, by the way. Does ordering in sound good?”

“Yeah, thank you.” She glances between both men. “I love you.”

“We love you, too, baby.” And Felix leans in to give her a proper kiss on her lips.

She hums and kisses him back. The fact Yongbok is lying beside her while they kiss makes her stomach twist. It’s her who deepens the kiss, her hand cupping the back of Felix’s neck while her other can’t decide if it wants to trail along his sharp jawline or rest on his shoulder.

It’s not like Yongbok hasn’t seen her and Felix kiss before or vice versa, but something about being between them in her bed and him silently watching her respond to Felix’s affection so strongly is titillating.

Yongbok’s lips part as seconds go by where his counterpart and his girlfriend make out beside him. There’s a shift in the room. He’s not sure what got Evelyn eager to respond to what he thought was an innocent kiss, but he knows whatever it is, it is resting heavily around them now.

Felix breaks the kiss, leaning away with a corner of his mouth raised. “Did our baby wake up a little needy?”

Evelyn’s eyes are wide with want. “Please don’t tease.”

Yongbok to the rescue. He litters her face and lips in sweet kisses. “We won’t tease you,. Just tell us what you want and we’ll take care of you.” He means it innocently.

It was now or never. She had been struggling to push away weeks of thoughts, but now she had the opportunity to speak up. “I want both of you.”

“You have us.”

“No… I want you.”

The two men look at each other and then back at her, blushing a bright pink under their gazes.

“Are you asking to fuck?” Felix asks. No need to beat around the bush.

She nods, turning a darker pink. Yongbok also gains some more color to his face.

They all knew that one day their relationship would take a sexual turn because none of them have been sexually inactive, but aside from Felix occasionally teasing Evelyn about it, there was never any hint it was going to happen soon. There was no need to rush it.

“Are you sure?” Yongbok says.

“Yes. I… I want it to happen.”

“And you want both of us?”

“Yeah.”

Felix presses the backs of his fingers against her burning cheek to feel how much heat her embarrassment is producing. “You really want to do this, Evelyn? This is a big step.”

“I want to… if you want…”

“Oh, we definitely want, baby,” he chuckles, kissing her lips. “Yongbbokie? Care to make our sweet girl comfortable while I go grab us a few things?”

Yongbok clears his throat. “Y-Yeah, I’ll take care of her.”

“I know you will,” he winks. He rolls off the bed and strolls out the door with a little bounce in his steps.

Moving to hover over her, Yongbok timidly presses kisses along her neck and jawline, one hand running along her stomach. “Are you sure you’re okay with this, Evie?”

“Yes. I’m so sure.” She pulls him close to kiss him, her tongue timidly swiping across his lips once before she’s met with the soft touch of his tongue against hers. Back arched, she presses her chest against his, pulling him closer, one leg hiked next to his waist. “Help me forget how bad my day was, Bbokie.”

“You had a bad day?”

“Work was shit,” she says, kissing along his jawline.

He brings their lips together again, nudging her nose with his. “We’ll help you forget, Evie. We’ll make sure the only thing you can think about is how good we make you feel.”

Upon her breathy plea, he reaches for the hem of her hoodie, lifting it enough to stick his hand under. His touch feels like fire on her already warm flesh, but she hums against his lips, feeling the gentle glide of his hand across her stomach. “I bet you’ll feel much better if we get you out of these clothes, yeah?”

All it takes is a nod before they work together to pull the hoodie over her head. The cool air of her room and maybe Yongbok’s heady stare causes Evelyn to shiver. The way Yongbok sits back on his heels to take in her almost naked torso is almost too much for her to take. And then his fingers are running across her stomach, up her sides and over the heather grey bra. When he barely grazes the tops of her breasts, instant goosebumps rise all over her skin.

Yongbok caresses her chest with a single pass of his hands before smiling and dragging them down to the waistband of her shorts. He takes no time untying them before tugging them down her legs, revealing a cute pair of red and white striped underwear. He bites his bottom lip over how cute she looks, gazing at him with large wanting eyes in her mismatched underwear. Yongbok leaves a kiss on her tummy above her panty line and then crawls back up to kiss her properly.

“Aw, you’re so cute, baby,” Felix coos once he reenters the room, a box of condoms and a bottle of lube in his hands.

Yongbok scrunches his nose. “Why the hell do you have those here? Were you expecting something to happen?”

“Chill, Yongbbokie. One, something is happening. Right now. And two, did you expect me to stay sexless if nothing happened? Nah. A man should always be prepared, just in case.”

“But you had that here… in Evie’s home.”

“And? Were you expecting me not to do anything if our beloved Evelyn wanted to do this? I was always pushing for you to make the first move, but I wasn’t going to turn her down if she came onto me first.”

Yongbok argues with Felix, unaffected by the touch of the woman under him when she grabs his waist. He doesn’t see the needy gaze she holds on his profile while he scolds Felix. But when she looks at the brunette, silently begging for them to stop arguing, Felix notices immediately.

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry. We’re completely ignoring you, aren’t we?” He sets the items in his hands on the bedside table and sits on the edge of the bed to caress her warm face. “No more arguing. We’re here to take care of our princess here. Right, Yongbbokie?”

They recognize the annoyance on the blond’s face, but he pushes it aside as he sits beside Evelyn to give Felix room to coddle Evelyn. “Right,” he says. “This is about making you feel better, Evie. Do you want us to take the rest of this off now?” A single finger snaps the elastic of her underwear against her skin.

She nods eagerly, sitting up on her elbows. “And you, too. Both of you. Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” Felix stands back up and tugs his shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere in her room. He chuckles when her palm presses against his stomach, feeling the firmness of the muscles there, especially when he flexes his abs for her touching pleasure. “Touch all you want, princess.”

“Show off,” Yongbok mutters.

“As if you don’t look exactly the same.”

Evelyn turns her head, one hand still touching Felix’s abdomen, the other grasping at Yongbok’s shirt. “Bbokie, lemme see.”

At her request, Yongbok doesn’t hesitate to rid himself of his shirt as well. He stares at her hand that runs across his stomach to feel the same dips and planes that sit under her other hand.

“So cute,” Felix says. “Shoulda known by the men Yongbbokie was so jealous to see you go home with.”

“Stop,” Yongbok whines.

A laugh leaves Felix. “Yongbok, please help our sweet girl out of that bra.”

“Is that okay, Evie?”

She nods, lifting her hips when she feels Felix tugging her panties down her thighs. “Please...”

He calmly reaches behind Evelyn to unclasp her bra and he pulls it away from her. Both men cuss, taking in her fully nude body.

“Always knew you were gorgeous, princess, but holy fuck,” Felix says.

Yongbok chimes in, too. “You’re so pretty. So fucking lucky to have you.”

She whines. “You’re supposed to be naked, too.”

“Impatient, aren’t we?” Felix tugs off his pants and underwear in one fell swoop, grinning at Evelyn’s unwavering gaze on his naked form. “Your turn, Yongbbokie.”

Evelyn is quick to turn and watch Yongbok pull his sweatpants and underwear down, albeit less gracefully, sitting on her bed. 

Once he is as bare as the other two, he smiles weakly at her. “Now we’re even.”

“Why are you nervous?” Felix tilts his head. “She likes you. She likes us. She likes the way we look, too. Stop doubting yourself.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” she says, sitting up to kiss Yongbok deeply. Evelyn straddles his lap, sitting directly on his erection, which makes him moan into the kiss. “So hot… My beautiful, Bbokie.” She rolls her hips and gasps against his lips from the delicious friction.

A second pair of hands rest on her waist as Felix presses a kiss to the side of her neck. “Slow down, baby. We haven’t even discussed how you want us.”

She looks over her shoulder at him. “Inside me.”

“Yes, we know, but where? How? We have to make sure we’re all on the same page before we put anything in you.”

“I… I don’t know.”

Felix smiles. “No, I think you do know. You’re just too shy to tell us.”

She hides her face against Yongbok’s neck. “No… I don’t know.”

“Do you want us at the same time or not?” Yongbok’s voice is softer, doting.

A pause. “Same time. Definitely at the same time.”

“Okay, we’re getting somewhere. Mouth? Cunt? Ass?”

“Jesus, Felix,” Yongbok scowls. “Could you try to be more gentle?”

“That’s your role. You made me this way.”

“Well, I didn’t think you would exist outside of my head!”

“I want you both to fuck my pussy.”

The men freeze at Evelyn’s words, more shocked to hear that sentence leave her mouth.

“Are you sure, Evie? That’s… That’s probably going to hurt.”

“I can take it.” She grins, pushing on Yongbok’s chest to make him lean back onto her pillows. She follows an invisible path with her fingers down his chest, down his abdomen, to his cock where she barely touches him, teasing. “I’ve fit bigger than the size of your cocks in me.”

“F-Fuck…”

Felix groans, biting the flesh of her ass since she so kindly didn’t sit back down on Yongbok, giving him the perfect few of her ass and cunt, causing her to yelp. “Fuck, baby. Gonna take us both like it’s nothing, yeah?”

“Y-Yeah, I’ll take you both so… so well.”

Yongbok pulls her into a kiss, sweet and deep, one hand reaching up to grab one of her breasts to squeeze just enough to make her whine into his mouth. “We’ve gotta get you ready for us if you want us both. We don’t wanna hurt you.”

“Bbokie…” she whimpers against his lips. A sudden “ah” followed by a moan comes from her at the sudden intrusion of two fingers in her cunt. “L-Lix, oh my God.”

“You couldn’t wait?”

“She’s practically dripping, Yongbok.” Felix pumps his fingers in and out, causing her to arch her back to present herself better to him. “Such a good girl letting me take care of you like this.” All three moan when the wetness pooling around his fingers makes a sound.

Yongbok pulls Evelyn’s hair out of her face, watching the bliss on her face while she moves with Felix’s fingers. His grip tightens when she wraps her hand around his cock and squeezes. “Fu-uck, Evie.” He breathes heavily, watching her tremble enough that she lets herself collapse on him, her face pressed into his stomach. But her hand doesn’t let go of his dick.

“Feel so good you can’t give Yongbbokie proper attention? Are you going dumb on my fingers?”

She attempts to jerk Yongbok off—an action that gets his hips moving for more friction—but the second Felix pulls his wet fingers out to rub her clit, her orgasm sneaks up on her. She can’t even warn them.

“F-Fuck!” Her grip on Yongbok is almost too tight, his tiny yelp making her let go to focus on letting the ecstasy roll across her body.

“Look at how you clench,” Felix says, fingers still caressing her folds to help her through her pleasure. “Can’t wait to feel that around my cock.” And in a bold move, he leans in to swipe his tongue over her hole, humming, when a line of her slick breaks from his tongue as he pulls away. He licks his lips and then his messy fingers. “Fuck, you taste good. Yongbbokie, why don’t you have a taste?”

Yongbok tries to move away from Evelyn, but her hand goes around him once again. He groans and kicks his head back from the feeling.

Felix laughs, reaching over to detach her from Yongbok. “It’s okay, princess. Let’s put you on your back, yeah? Let your Bbokie eat you out and you can have my cock in your hand instead. Come on.”

With needy whines, Evelyn lies on her back, head resting on her pillows. Yongbok settles between her thighs and Felix lounges beside her, his head held up by his hand.

“Go ahead, Yongbok.” Felix takes Evelyn’s hand and wraps it around himself before caressing her stomach and her breasts. When he pinches a nipple, her grip tightens, and he chuckles. “You can do that all you want, baby. Yongbok is going to make you feel so good.”

Yongbok’s lips trail across her thighs, making her whimper. She grasps at the sheets and Felix the closer he gets to her heat. Felix laughs from her grip and returns the favor by leaning in and biting her breast hard enough to make her whine in a high-pitched tone that they both file away in their heads. But the first moment Yongbok connects with her cunt, his tongue licking a fat stripe from her slick entrance to her clit, Evelyn begs to come again. “Want you both… so bad,” she cries, blindly grabbing and scratching at Felix when Yongbok goes in again for another taste.

“Fuck.” Felix watches the immediate red marks show up on his skin from her nails. “Can’t even focus on my cock, huh? Yongbok already making you feel good?”

“Wanna… Wanna come… n-now.”

“Oh, but you’re not ready, baby. Your Bbokie has barely had his fill. He’ll get you there once he’s satisfied, okay?”

“B-Bbokie, please.”

“Be patient, love,” Yongbok says, dragging his tongue over her clit. “I’ll take care of you. I won’t tease.” He puts her legs over his shoulders and spreads her thighs farther apart. “Gotta make sure you can take both of us.”

“I can,” she pouts, peering at Felix with her pupils blown wide and her bottom lip jutting out.

Felix doesn’t waste time leaning in to capture her bottom lip between his teeth, followed by a long kiss where their tongues meet in a desperate and messy way as Yongbok works her up to her second climax of the evening. “Should’a fucking done this sooner, huh?” he says against her mouth. “Could’a had you like this months ago… that first time I mentioned it.”

Yongbok gazes up at the two, his tongue dipping into her hole several times before he takes her swollen clit between her lips and sucks on it. He groans against her, watching how her stomach contracts and her kiss with Felix pauses to allow the prettiest moan he’s heard from her yet fill the air. His response is a sweet kiss to her clit, but then he goes back to devouring her.

Felix lets her catch her breath, gazing at the blond between her legs, his hair messily falling over his face. He sits up, combing Yongbok’s hair to one side to not only help clear his face, but to get a better look at the way he eats Evelyn out. “Baby, why don’t you help Yongbbokie with his hair, hm?” Felix takes her hand and places it in Yongbok’s hair, grinning when she grasps so tightly that he moans into her. Felix’s deep chuckle resonates around them, watching Evelyn roll her hips against the blond’s face. “There you go. Why don’t you use his face to get yourself to come? He’ll keep his mouth on you. You move how you need, baby.”

Evelyn rolls her hips again… and again until she finds a rhythm that brings the knot inside her taut. Her hand in Yongbok’s hair keeps him against her, not that he’s interested in parting from her while she desperately uses him. Felix watches in delight, lazily drawing shapes around Evelyn’s neck and chest, and oh how he could watch her lose herself like that for the rest of his life. The sounds he’s heard from her room in the late hours of the night when she thought he was asleep do not compare to the beautiful whines and whimpers from her now.

“Ah, Bbokie,” she breathes, a whiney sound. “Gonna—” Her back arches and a moan from the depths of her chest fills the room.

Yongbok takes back over then, giving kitten licks to her clit to help her through her climax yet not overstimulate her so soon. He watches her slow descent back to Earth, just as enraptured as Felix. She looks so beautiful in front of him. It isn’t until her hips jerk away from his tongue when he stops, peppering kisses across her thighs.

“You did so well, didn’t you?” Felix coos, brushing through her hair while she catches her breath. “And you did better warning Yongbbokie you were coming. Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Felix,” she whines, embarrassed by his babying. At the same time, she feels proud of doing well for him and Yongbok.

He leans in, leaving open-mouthed kisses to her neck and collarbone. He knows why she’s whining his name. “Aw, you like it when I praise you like that. You like it when I say you’ve been so sweet to us, so good to us. You blush so cutely every time. Now I wonder how you’ll react if Yongbok praised her. Would you get even more flustered hearing your best friend call you a good girl?”

Yongbok is blushing now, sitting on his knees between her thighs and rubbing his hands across her skin lovingly. “Felix, we said we wouldn’t tease.”

“I’m not teasing. I’m raising a point.” He kisses her mouth. “Do you want him to tell you how good you’ve been, too?”

Evelyn would have begged Yongbok to tell her, except said man hovers over her to kiss her skin along her jaw and up to the ear opposite of Felix. Her breath catches in her throat, feeling his teeth nibble on her earlobe for a second.

“Is that what you want, Evie?”

She can’t think. Not with his voice reaching such a depth right in her ear. She swears she can still feel the vibrations of his voice after he quiets.

Yongbok, on the other hand, turns a darker shade of red when the only response to his question is a quiet moan that is just as close to his ear. And the way Evelyn grabs his sides, sliding her hands across his back in want… He wishes he was already inside her.

“Go on, Yongbbokie. Tell her what a good girl she’s been.”

Her nails press into his back. He grunts in her ear from the feeling. At the soft whisper of her nickname for him, he can’t hold back the affection and lust and smashes his lips to hers. He’ll tell her in a minute.

Felix chuckles, watching them have their moment. Whereas he is involved in their sexual escapade, he’s always known that everything has been between Evelyn and Yongbok. Felix is important to her, too, but what happens between her and Yongbok means so much more than anything he’s involved in. And Felix is happy to sit back so they can have their moments; a silent encouragement for the less confident Yongbok.

“You’ve been so good,” Yongbok finally whispers against her lips. “Perfect for me—us. I love you.”

“Love you, too, Bbokie.” She kisses him, arms going around his shoulders, fingers tangling in his hair.

With a grin, Felix pushes down on Yongbok’s lower back to make him rest on top of Evelyn. The closer they’re pressed together, the sooner they can get to the best part of their evening.

Yongbok grunts and Evelyn hums, feeling his cock pressed snuggly against her abdomen.

Felix pets her head after she kisses Yongbok again. “Think you’re ready, princess?”

“Please.”

He reaches over the couple’s heads to grab the condoms, chuckling when her hand press against his abs in an exploratory manner. After he sits back on the bed, he taps Yongbok to get him to sit up, but he hands Evelyn the foil packet. “Go ahead. Put it on him.”

“What about you?”

“Don’t worry about me.”

“I wanna help you, too.”

Felix stops opening his, eyes heavy on her pretty form. He lies down on his side beside her. “Whatever you want, baby.”

Evelyn leans in to kiss Yongbok then, her free hand seeking out the hard appendage between his legs. Once she finds it, he groans into her mouth as she wraps her hand around him and slides her hand up and down a few times before breaking the kiss. She focuses on getting the condom out and rolling it down his cock, staring at him with big pleading eyes when she’s done.

“G-Good job, love,” Yongbok mutters, feeling a little lightheaded from her touch. “Take care of Felix now, yeah?”

Feeling confident after Yongbok’s praise, Evelyn takes the packet from Felix and silently pushes him to lie on his back. Much like she did with Yongbok, she sweetly jerks him off a moment before rolling the condom down until it’s secure. She finishes by leaning over and kissing his mouth, tongue sweeping across his lips until he parts them for her. The kiss deepens instantly.

That’s when Yongbok makes a bold choice, at least for him. While she’s busy loving on the brunette under her, he gets behind her, cunt still swollen and glistening from her previous orgasms. He runs his hands across her hips a few times to let her know he’s there. In the next moment, he’s guiding his cock into her warmth. She takes him with no resistance.

Evelyn gasps, heading falling on Felix’s shoulder from the stretch that feels too good to be real. “B-Bbokie,” she says, instinctually pushing her hips back to get all of him inside her faster.

Felix grins and brushes her hair out of her face. He lifts his head up enough to see the absolute bliss on Yongbok’s face when he bottoms out. “Does Yongbbokie feel good, princess? Is he filling you up nicely?”

“Yes…” she breathes against his skin, moving her hips to find some sort of friction. “Touch me, please.”

“Aw, you asked so sweetly, too.” He reaches between them to rub her clit with two fingers. “Better?”

She hums.

Yongbok finally moves, pulling out a little and pushing back in until he finds a comfortable rhythm that has Evelyn whining and meeting his gentle thrusts.

“F-Faster, Bbokie.”

“If he goes too fast, he might come before we both stuff you full. Let us help you come again like this, okay? Then we’ll fuck you however fast you need.”

“Wanna come…”

Felix picks up the pace with his fingers, grinning when her body trembles out of pleasure and weakness. “You will. Just keep using Bbokie and we’ll get you there. Don’t change your pace, Yongbok. If you can’t hold out, then use your fingers.”

Yongbok nods, but continues what Evelyn deems is a torturous pace until she squeezes him so tightly that he has to pull out before he loses it. At her whimper, he speaks soft words and shoves two fingers into her cunt. There’s a small smile that comes up on his face from her moan. 

Felix laughs, seeing Yongbok so enamored by the woman between them. “Make it fast, Yongbbokie. Just like she asked when it was your cock.”

Evelyn is surprised by the sudden and relentless way Yongbok's fingers fuck her. She nearly collapses onto Felix, her limbs wanting to give up when he continuously hits that spot inside her that takes her mere seconds away from the edge. She can’t even hear the words Felix says to her as a burning heat she’s never felt before starts in her toes and makes its way straight to her core where it turns into something scalding. A loud and unsuspecting “ah” spills from her lips at the same moment she spills around Yongbok’s fingers, and wrist, and Felix’s lap, and the sheets. Her silent cries turn into heavy pants when her limbs finally give in and she falls onto Felix, both men still using their fingers to help her ride out the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm she’s ever had.

“Fuck,” Felix grunts, feeling her release drip off his skin and onto the sheets below them. “If I knew you were gonna make her squirt, I would have had you put a towel down.”

Yongbok pulls his fingers from her, a pathetic sound coming from her, and he spreads his messy fingers gently around her cunt just to hear the sound again. “Didn’t know she’d do that. She said faster, so I gave her faster.”

“I think you did too good of a job.” Felix kisses the side of Evelyn’s head while she continues to catch her breath atop him. “Do you need to stop, baby? I bet you can’t even move right now.”

“M’okay. Wanna still… please. Gentle.”

“We’ll be gentle, sweet girl. Think you can sit up and help us make this work for you?”

"Gimmie… a minute.”

Felix kisses her head again. He looks at Yongbok. “Care to hand me the bottle over there?”

Yongbok gets the bottle of lube and passes it to Felix. “Should I… also use some?”

“Probably. C’mere, baby. Let’s sit you up real quick.”

Evelyn groans as both men help her sit back against Yongbok, allowing Felix to spread lube along his length, wiping the excess carefully around her sex, especially around her entrance. He smiles when she moans from his touch.

Felix takes her into his arms and helps her straddle his waist. “We’re gonna help you sit down on me, okay? You tell us if we need to stop.”

“But you’ll… you’ll fit the same,” she says.

“You’re tired. We don’t want you to hurt yourself. Just take it slow.” Felix lines up at her entrance, his tip pressing into her. “Ease yourself onto me, okay? Yongbok’s got you. I’ve got you.”

The two men help Evelyn sit on Felix’s cock, her head falling back onto Yongbok’s shoulder the deeper he slides in. She pants from the overstimulation, but continues until he’s fully sheathed inside her.

Felix momentarily loses his breath. “God, you feel fucking amazing,” he moans, hands gripping her waist. “Okay, baby. Lie down on my chest. You don’t have to move anymore. We’ll take care of you now. Just relax.”

She gladly settles on him, relishing in Felix’s sweet touches across her back and shoulders. She mutters a soft “I love you” to him with a soft press of her lips to his neck. He chuckles and returns her love just as softly.

“You sure you want us both in the same place, Evie?” Yongbok asks, covering his cock in lube as well. “It’s gonna be tight.”

“S’what I want.”

“It’s what she wants, Yongbbokie. Take it slow and let her tell you when she wants more.”

“Okay.” Like Felix, he presses his tip against her already stuffed entrance and slowly pushes in.

A choked cry falls from her lips. Both men freeze, but she begs for Yongbok to keep going, forcing herself to relax to let him in.

The push is unbearably slow. Yongbok goes in a centimeter and Evelyn has to relax. Another centimeter, another few seconds to breathe and relax. And each bit of Yongbok that gets in presses against Felix’s cock, which makes it harder for him to keep still. Her gorgeous whines and moans in his ear are not making it easier for him, either.

When Yongbok finally fits all of him in, he leans over and kisses all over her back and shoulders. Both men shower her in praises and love while her walls flutter around them, attempting to get used to the intrusion. But soon enough, Evelyn completely relaxes.

“Hm… I could sleep like this,” Evelyn breathes. Her eyes close. “So warm… full.”

Felix chuckles. “Yeah? Do we make you feel that good? You wanna nap with us buried deep in your cunt?”

She stretches between them, all three moaning from the movement. “That’d be so… nice.”

“Maybe next time we’ll stuff you full and let you fall asleep. But I think Yongbbokie has held on for too long for that. You don’t want him to be in pain any longer, right?”

Evelyn looks over her shoulder. “It hurts?”

“I’m okay. It… It doesn’t hurt that badly.”

“It’s a good hurt, baby,” Felix says. “You just feel so good and he’s been inside you twice. Think you’re ready for us to move?”

Nodding, her head falls back onto Felix’s shoulder as she braces herself for what’s coming.

It’s awkward at first trying to find a rhythm that works between them. Evelyn enjoys the movement all the same, but they have to work together not only to please her, but to get them across the threshold. At first they move the same way, but when they almost fall out of her, they alternate their thrust. After a few experimental shifts, they finally get something going that has all three of them feeling good, their cocks rubbing against each other so snugly in her.

“So full…” she moans, her hips twitching.

“Do you… Do you wanna come again?” Yongbok asks, voice breathy even when he straightens up to get better leverage.

“I don’t have to. Just wanna feel you both.”

“You like having your boyfriends use you? Want us to feel good even if you don’t come?”

“Mmhmm.”

Yongbok’s thrusts get a little sloppy, but he keeps up his rhythm, a low whine falling from his lips.

“Sounds like your Bbokie is close,” Felix says. “I’m not, though.”

“S’okay. Come when you want.” She hums when Yongbok’s cock slides a little deeper inside her.

“Fuck,” he grunts, pounding into her harder, trying to reach that depth again.

“Ah, Bbokie… feels… mm, good.”

Felix lifts her head up and pulls her into a fervent kiss. He nips at her lips. “Think about how our cocks are rubbing together as we fuck into you, princess. I bet you find that so hot, don’t you?”

“S-So fucking hot, Lixie.”

He grunts at a hard thrust from Yongbok. “Mm, I like when you call me that. It’s cute, like when you call him Bbokie.”

Evelyn, not quite paying attention to Felix’s words, whimpers and a deep sense of desperation bubbles up in her chest. It brings tears to her eyes. “Wish… Wish you would fill me with your cum. Want it so bad…”

As much as Yongbok wishes he could stop himself, her words throw him over the fictional cliff into the best orgasm he’s ever had. His deep voice disappears in his moans and whines as his hips slow, cum filling the condom.

Felix, on the other hand, stops and waits for Yongbok to come back to Earth before he speaks careful words to the woman now silently weeping against him. “Why’re crying, princess? Did we hurt you?”

She shakes her head.

“W-What… What is it then?” Yongbok, still snug inside her, rubs her back.

“I said it too late.”

“Oh, sweet girl.” Felix holds her head to his chest. “Did you want us to not use protection? We wanted to be safe for you.”

“I know…”

“Tell us what you’re thinking.”

A deep sigh leaves her. “I kinda… like the idea of you… fucking each other’s cum into me.”

Both men cuss.

“But what if you get pregnant?”

“I have both of you to take care of me…”

Yongbok and Felix share a look, both continuing to soothe her with their touch.

“Felix didn’t come yet,” Yongbok offers.

“I want you both.”

“Our greedy baby can’t get enough from me, can you? You wanna make sure you’re good and bred by us both?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“I’m… I’m still hard, so… I could take the condom off and, um, put it back in. There’s cum all over me.”

“Do you like that idea, baby? He can fuck his release back into you before he gets soft.”

“Mm, please. Please, Bbokie.”

“Okay, we’re gonna pull out really quick, and he’s gonna take care of you until I get back. Think you can be a good girl and be patient? It’ll take a few seconds,” Felix explains. “We gotta move fast.”

Yongbok laughs sheepishly. “Actually… talking about getting her pregnant has, um, made me kinda, uh, horny again.”

“Did you hear that? Yongbok likes the idea of fucking a baby into you. Think we can get him to come again? Double our chances?”

Tears still rolling down her face, Evelyn laughs. “Can you do it again, Bbokie?”

“Maybe? But nothing might come out.”

“That’s okay, right, baby? Just as long as we both work together to breed you, yeah?”

Evelyn hums, nodding with bright eyes as she looks back at Yongbok.

Together, the two pull out, grunting with her, and hastily remove their condoms. Yongbok does his best to keep whatever cum he can on him.

“Come sit on me, Evie.” Yongbok taps her side as he takes Felix’s spot, except he sits up, leaning against her headboard.

Felix grins, watching Evelyn clumsily climb onto his lap and sit on his messy cock. Both of the moans they release in tandem bring a chuckle from his chest. “Look at your Bbokie, taking the lead, letting you take his cum while you wait for me. Would you say he’s being good to you?” He takes more lube and covers himself with it, even though he’s sure there will be little resistance.

She rolls her hips, brushing back Yongbok’s messy hair as he gazes up at her watery eyes, lips parted in awe of how pretty she looks. “S-Such a perfect boyfriend,” she gasps, feeling him deep inside her. “You treat me… so well. Wanna-Wanna marry you… have your baby… be with you forever.”

“Ah, Evie,” he groans, pulling her into a heated kiss and whispering that he wants that, too, against her swollen lips.

Felix comes up behind her, hands on her hips since Yongbok’s are busy holding her face. “What a sweet story of best friends to lovers. You’ll be the cutest couple around.”

Evelyn turns her head to look at him, eyes full of lust and need. “Wanna marry you, too, Lixie. Want you both forever.”

“You’ll have us both, sweet girl.” He kisses her. “Ready to do this again? We gotta get back in position so we can fit.”

She nods. “Need you.”

They shift around into the same position as before, but Felix is behind her now, cock drilling into her without the barrier of thin latex. He’s not nearly as careful as Yongbok was, but he still takes it slow more to let her feel every ridge and bump of both their cocks.

“Bbokie, pl-please touch me. Changed my mind... Wanna come again.”

Two of his fingers quickly find her clit despite how close they’re pressed together, and he sets a pace that has her squeezing both of them tightly.

“Fuck, keep squeezing us like that and I’ll fill you up right now,” Felix moans, grabbing her hips to pick up speed.

That time she clenches around them of her own volition. “Please come, Lixie. Fill me up… Breed me.”

Yongbok’s lips attach to her throat before he speaks against her skin. “You talk so dirty to Felix.”

“Mm, I want you to fill me up, too, Bbokie.” She clenches again, feeling that sweet buildup of her orgasm coming so close to bursting. “Are you close?”

“So close,” Felix moans behind her. “Can’t hold out much… longer.”

Yongbok shakes his head. “M’hard, but I don’t think I can come again.”

“S’okay. I asked, ah, for… too much.”

“No, no, you didn’t, love.” He cups her face again and kisses her lips. “Our timing was off. We’ll… We’ll try again next time.”

“You’ll come inside me?”

“Y-Yeah,” he breathes at the thought. “I promise.”

“Ah… fuck,” Felix grunts. His thrusts get erratic and sloppy. There's a single breath from when he says he’s coming to when he’s filling her up.

Yongbok’s thrusts intensify to help Felix fuck his cum deeper into her. “Let go, Evie.”

Although he’s still catching his breath, Felix pulls out and brings Evelyn to a sitting position where Yongbok can get better access to her clit while he squeezes and tugs at her breasts to bring her to another orgasm, one that is quieter and sweeter than the others. Felix litters her neck and face in kisses, praising her for how well she did.

“Mm, both… so good… too,” she mutters, nuzzling into Felix’s neck while Yongbok eases himself out of her. “Wish it didn’t have to end.”

Felix laughs. “Baby, you can barely keep your eyes open.”

“I just feel so loved and content.”

“Exactly what we wanted. Let’s go get you cleaned up now. We still have to feed you and continue to take care of you.”

Her gaze falls on Yongbok. “Are you okay, Bbokie? You’re… still hard.”

He smiles. “I”m okay, love. I just need a minute to come down from everything. It’s not every day your best friend asks you to fuck her raw while you’re showing her how much you love her. I’m a little thrown off, but I’ll be okay.”

“I’m sorry,” she giggles, a fluttering in her chest at the reminder that they are best friends first.

“Hey, why don’t you two go start a shower while I take care of the sheets? I’ll join you once I’m done,” Felix suggests. It’s different admitting feelings between two friends versus showing those feelings in one of the rawest forms of intimacy, and it’s time for those two to talk, to process everything as a couple. He can sit this one out for now.

“Will you help me, Yongbok? My legs kinda feel like jello.”

“Yeah,” he smiles. Slower than usual, Yongbok climbs off the bed and gently takes her from Felix’s hold, holding her in his arms like he would a princess. “Let’s get washed up.”

“Don’t take too long, Lix,” Evelyn says with a dreamy smile toward the brunette.

“I won’t, princess. I’ll be there soon.”

In the master bathroom, Yongbok helps Evelyn sit on the toilet while he gets the shower going. He blushes and turns away immediately when he goes to move her to the shower and she’s sheepishly looking up at him while she relieves herself. Of course, she reminds him he’s seen everything, so it shouldn’t be as weird anymore for them. But he still keeps her back to him until she mutters that she’s done and he helps her stand to wash her hands before leading her into the warm shower.

“Can you stand on your own now, Evie? Or do you need a little more help?”

“I’m okay.” She gazes up at him with round eyes and a small smile. “Can you hold me for a bit?”

“Yeah, sure. Of course.”

Together they stand under the showerhead, arms wrapped around each other to keep them close. A minute of this goes by before Yongbok finally speaks.

“Did you mean what you said out there, or was it just a heat of the moment thing?”

Evelyn knows immediately what he’s asking about. She tightens her hold. “Yeah, I meant it. I do want to get married to you. I want to start a family with you, too. If the family happens before the marriage, that’s okay… I just love you a lot. Sorry if it was a lot to take in…”

“Don’t apologize. I want that, too… Whenever it happens.” Yongbok cups her face between his hands. “I love you so much, Evelyn. I’ve loved you for so long.” He kisses her shortly. “I never thought I’d ever get to be with you like this… that I would ever call you my girlfriend.”

“Why not?”

“I never thought I’d have the guts to admit my feelings to you. Never in a million years did I think you would see me as more than your best friend. Those guys I watched you go home with? They were all big and muscular, so I just assumed I wasn’t your type.”

“Honestly, Bbokie… it never occurred to me I could be with you,” she admits, caressing his back and hips. “You were my best friend—are my best friend—and I didn’t picture us as more. When Felix told me how you feel... I was shocked because I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of you in that way, and then it was so easy for me to accept that I love you just as much.” She runs her hands over his shoulders and to his biceps where she squeezes them. "I like you for you. Muscles or not."

“I guess our freak accident turned out for the better.”

“Do you think Felix will always be around? It’s been so long since we’ve looked for any answers.”

“He might. I honestly half expected us to merge after all that.”

She giggles. “You mean after having sex?”

“Yeah… like some crazy sci-fi thing or something.”

He is so cute and still her Yongbok. She gazes at him fondly.

“Will you miss him if we find a way to put him back?” he asks.

“Well, yeah. I understand that he is you, but he’s also himself. I love him as Felix and as you. I love two separate people, but I also only love one. I’m sure I’d eventually stop missing him as much because I will still see him in you. But it will be hard to say goodbye.”

“Should we… stop trying to figure out how to fix it, then? Will it make you happier if he sticks around?”

“Does it matter when he’s part of who you are?”

Yongbok responds by kissing her, one hand tangling in her hair and the other gripping her waist. “Your happiness means a million times more than getting that part of myself back.

“Yongbok,” Evelyn sniffles, her heart swelling to a point it could burst. “Make love to me, please.”

His lips part with a sharp inhale, his eyebrows pitching in and up. “But you just… I-I-I don’t know if I… Now?”

“Please. I know we’re both exhausted… and you might not… you know, but… I want to know what it feels like when you alone love me. And I want to love you the same way. Just us.”

Just the two of them. How it would be if he hadn’t walked into that room… if had the courage to say something on his own. The effect is immediate. “You’re not too… sensitive?”

“Doesn’t matter. Are you still hard?”

“I wasn’t really, but now I am. It’s… It’s kinda embarrassing, actually.”

“I think it’s cute and really fucking hot.”

His exhale is shaky. “What if Felix walks in?”

She smiles. “Somehow I think he’ll understand.” Evelyn kisses him with an exaggerated smack of her lips when she pulls away. It makes her giggle. “I love you, Yongbok.”

His heart flutters, knowing that out of all the times she’s told him that, this time means so much more to the both of them. “I love you, too.”

Without words, Evelyn jumps into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist, and starts kissing his lips and around his face. She can’t keep her laughter at bay when he returns the favor, pressing her against the cool shower wall—they both chuckle at her shocked gasp—her back arching away until her body heat warms the tile. They kiss, they caress and they share little grunts and hums. They learn about each other differently, without words and without a viewer. It’s only them in that moment.

When Yongbok finally sheathes himself inside her for the fourth time that night, Evelyn unexpectedly starts tearing up. He pauses, hoping she's okay. When he notices the subtle shake of her head and the needy way she kisses along his neck and jawline up to his ear, where he hears every sound she makes amplified, he realizes that they're tears of joy. They’re nothing for him to ease. They’re for him, for what they have.

Yongbok can’t remember what his life was like before he met Evelyn. Frankly, he doesn’t want to think of those years where he didn’t have her beautiful smiling face in his life. And now, as he thrusts so surely into her, listening to her gasps and whines and moans of his name, he doesn’t want to waste the time thinking back. He wants to be in the now, to think of their future as not only best friends, but lovers. When he reaches between them to circle her sensitive and swollen clit and she breathes out his name, he can’t believe he’s so lucky.

He presses his face into her neck, his teeth nibbling on her skin as he moans, feeling that second orgasm he couldn’t reach before creeping up on him the harder she squeezes him. Her airy “please” and professions of affection also push him deeper into that bliss. He hopes he’s doing enough to bring her to another orgasm despite her exhausted body. It didn’t take her long to slump over his shoulder from a lack of strength, but she begged him to keep going. Of course, he’s going to use every ounce of his energy to do just that.

“Bbokie… love you,” Evelyn mutters, suddenly clenching so tightly and then spasming against him, a long drawn-out and shaky moan spilling from her.

It’s the final straw he needs to reach his own peak, a feeling that lasts a few seconds more than what he’s used to. It actually brings some tears to his eyes as he tries not to drop Evelyn.

Yongbok's shaking from his orgasm traps her between the shower wall and himself. Evelyn wants to get out of his hold to let him recover, but his grip is still so tight on her. Instead, she brushes her fingers through his hair until he lets her down. But he doesn’t let her go.

The water isn’t as hot anymore. Both realize the silent tears falling down their faces and try kissing them away. Soon enough, soft laughter spawns between them, changing the atmosphere into something silly.

Felix lies back on Evelyn’s freshly changed bed. His lips turn up, hearing the two giggle in the shower like a couple of teenagers in love. He fully intended to join them once he took care of the sheets, but when he heard the sounds of their lovemaking, he lay down until they finished. It is a time they needed alone, and he is happy to give that to them when they need it.

“It worked then?”

Felix turns his head to see the being that allowed him to become his own person. The man-like entity sits on the edge of the bed in a loose white button up and black slacks, his almost black eyes alight in curiosity as he brushes back his lengthy black hair.

Felix looks at the ceiling. “Yeah. They get it now.”

“Good, good.” The being glances around the room with a smile. “I suppose you want me to put you back in his head now?”

The soft voice of such a powerful creature brings a different smile to Felix’s face. “Actually, I wanna stick around for a little longer. Maybe forever.”

“She’s that special to you?”

“You don’t know that half of it. She loves him. She loves me because I’m him, but she also loves me. I’m not just Yongbok, I’m Felix in her eyes. She didn’t hesitate accepting both of us when she realized her feelings for Yongbok. Now here we are.”

The entity tilts his head, eyes fixated on the door, when Evelyn shrieks and Yongbok laughs, clearly a playful incident between the couple. “Will you not join them?”

“I was about to, but then you showed up. I’m starting to get a little chilly, actually.”

“I suppose putting on clothes was unnecessary?”

Felix shrugs and sits up. “Not really. I’d have to take anything I put on off to shower, plus there’s no reason for modesty after what we just did.”

There’s another shriek, but from Yongbok followed by Evelyn’s cackling.

“You should get in there. Sounds like fun.”

Humming, Felix stands and stretches his already sore muscles. “Yup. I guess I’ll see you when I decide it’s time to go back, huh?” He turns to look at the being, but he’s already gone as if he was never there. “What the fuck? Did I just get Batmanned?”

In the shower, Evelyn massages Yongbok’s scalp, sudsy shampoo all over her hands. She coos over the dreamy daze her fingers put her beloved Yongbok in. She leaves a kiss on his nose that he can’t help smiling about.

The bathroom door opens and Evelyn’s face lights up. Yongbok’s heart warms seeing how her eyes brighten when Felix finally steps into the shower behind her.

“Tight fit,” Felix smirks, hands snaking around Evelyn’s waist. “Sounds like you two had some fun.”

Evelyn helps Yongbok rinse the soap from his hair, her eyes full of stars as she gazes at the blond. “Yeah. It’s a shame you missed out.”

His lips find her neck. “Nah, you two needed time alone.”

She turns in his arms, sighing when Yongbok starts washing her hair. “Thank you, Felix.” She gives him a long kiss. “I hope we can be alone some time in the future, too.”

“Anything you want, princess. I’m at your beck and call.”

“Can I help clean you up, Lixie?”

“You can. Make me as squeaky clean as Yongbok, okay?”

Evelyn giggles, and then Yongbok sticks his finger in her ear. “Bbokie, stop it!”

With some playfulness and laughs, eventually all three are adequately clean and they get out, finally ordering some dinner. It isn’t until they start a movie after when Evelyn finally crashes from the day, snug between Yongbok and the back of the couch. Their heads rest on Felix’s thigh as he remains sitting up. Felix combs through her hair, her face pressed into Yongbok’s chest.

“Thank you.”

Felix glances at Yongbok who’s staring up at him. “For what?”

“For telling her how I feel, for helping her realize her feelings… for giving us time alone earlier.”

“It’s nothing really.”

“No, it’s everything, Felix. I don’t know if I would be so gracious to help you like you’ve done for me.”

“You would. I only know how to be this way because of you, Yongbokkie.”

Evelyn hums and sighs, moving her head to breathe fresh air. Yongbok kisses her forehead.

“You’ll always take care of her, right?”

“Of course. That’s silly to ask, Felix. I expect both of us to take good care of her whenever she needs us.”

“Even if I’m not around like this, will you take care of her?”

Yongbok peers up at him. Felix isn’t looking his way, but at the sleeping woman they both adore. “I’ll always take care of her, Felix. I’ll keep her happy and safe for as long as I’m alive.”

“Good.” Felix looks at him and then smirks. “Just gotta make sure you aren’t in it just for a good fuck.”

“Yah! Of course not! What the fuck?”

Evelyn stirs and pouts. “What’s wrong, Bbokie?”

Felix chuckles. “Go back to sleep, baby. Your Bbokie just got a little heated.”

She doesn’t need to be told twice. Evelyn’s back in dreamland with a mumble and a deep sigh.

“Why the hell would you ever assume that’s all I want from her?” Yongbok’s voice is a harsh whisper.

“Well, you did think about her a lot when you were—”

“That doesn’t mean I only wanted her to love me back for that! Sure, it’s nice… amazing really, but I always wanted to be her person. I wanted her to get all dreamy-eyed over me and not the beefy bartender down the street. I just wanted her to love me back.”

“I know, mate. You’ve always been head over heels for her. I just have to make sure and tease ya, ya know?”

There’s a brief moment of silence between them.

“You love her, too, right?”

“Yeah.” Felix gazes at her, her hair slipping through his fingers as he continues to brush it. “Yeah, I do. Loved her the moment you conjured me up. Hard not to seeing her through your eyes. Didn’t change when I saw her through my own. Feels like we’ve won the lottery with her.”

Yongbok hums in agreement. “I hope she feels the same about us.”

“You don’t see the way she looks at you. She definitely feels that way about you.”

“What about when she looks at you?”

Felix shrugs. “Well, I am you, so…”

“But you’re also yourself.”

“Then maybe… I’ve only cared that she’s happy with you, Yongbok.”

“I think you make her happy, too. Her entire face lit up when you joined us in the shower.”

A little smile appears on Felix’s face. “I like that I can make her light up the way you do. That feels good.”

Yongbok also smiles, kissing Evelyn’s forehead again.

Both men quietly dote on their sleeping girlfriend while the movie continues in the background. They both hope their tender touches transfer their affection into whatever dreams she’s having because maybe in her dreams she can truly see the vastness of how much they love her.

[eddiethedeppressing]

THIS IS ALL ABOUT ME :D🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🧚‍♀️

[Btw welcome to the blog of Chaos >:3]

I’m a minor :) so ,20+ , please go away:3

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

I’m transgender,bisexual :3

I use he / him please use them( i mean it🤺🤺/j)

My names are : Edward ,Eddie , Felix and/or shark :D ( please use them all :3 or you could choose one ☝️:]

Btw my birthday is on the 28th Nov >:3

ANDY SAMBERG❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈

I’m a therian :/ and my theriotypes are : Red fox , border collie and robin !

I am mentally ill :( i have depression, social anxiety, anxiety, separation anxiety, and probably more .

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

I know how to skateboard ( i am absolutely shit at it ) i also have an electric guitar that I don’t know how to play :D

I am not good at school. lol

🦕

I have a GAY friend group

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙

There is a king ruling my country ( *cough cough im British 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧

C-PTSD

Rhincodon Typus 🦈🩵🩵🩵🐋

TV SHOWS I LIKE: BNA , Rick and morty , heart stopper , the owl house, gravity falls, star vs the forces of evil , HEATHERS, Bluey, Bee and Puppycat , Kipo and the age of the wonder beasts , Hilda , Helluva Boss , I am not okay with this , tadc and B99 I am planning on watching Good Omens it’s just I don’t have time:)

🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸

Musicians/bands I like :cave town , Noah fincce, mother mother , the wallows , TX2 , TV girl , Clairo, Alex g , cults , Good Kid , Oscar lang ,Sum 41, Madeline Mae , AC/DC and weezer🫧

I’m neurodivergent: I have ADHD and autism lol🧍‍♂️

The founder of bread sluts🍞🥐🥨

I REALLY like animals . I even remember some scientific names of foxes a red fox is called ‘ vulpes vulpes ‘ and an Arctic fox is called ‘ vulpes lagopus’ . Pretty cool eh?

🌈🌈🌈

I have sensory processing disorder😭😭

Sagittarius :D

I have a BILLION teddies/plushes hdjdhevgshshshsjsjsjsbsnjsjsjdjdjdnsvsgsghshsudjbckjsfwvjdodgwcsjcidggebskxjsfsgsmdj:))

I'm literally batman

I also really like flowers, I have millions of drawings and fake 3D ones . My parents don’t trust me with real flowers so they give me fake ones :|

🌱🌼🌸🌺🌹🌷🥀💐🌾🍄🍁🍂🍃🌿🌲🌳

I’m in your walls

My favourite colours are BLUE and YELLOW

OMG JAKE AND JOHNNIE AAAAAAA AND SAM AND COLBY AAAAAAAAAAAAAA ( I’m not one of Sam and colbys creepy fans like I don’t want them to fuck me , I just like their content and Humor )

PLACES I WANT TO GO: Florida , Australia, Tokyo , Paris and Germany :D🇺🇸🇦🇺🇯🇵🇫🇷🇩🇪

Please don’t be a dick.

Have a good day :D🧚🧚‍♀️🧚‍♂️

Bread slut😊

[ninadove]

Miraculous Masterpost

Because I did not expect to write about this series as much as I did, so now my Random Ramblings Masterpost looks like a never-ending shopping list, and we can’t have that.

Generic 🦋

Miraculous’ philosophy of consent: all’s fair in love and plot [S5 E19]

A word on show-don’t-tell (Get it? A word? On show-don’t-tell? I’ll see myself out —) [S5 E18]

London Callin’ (Maybe) (We’re not sure) [S5 E24]

The Shadow Weaver-ification of Gabriel Agreste — Part 1 [S5 E26]

The Shadow Weaver-ification of Gabriel Agreste — Part 2 [S5 E26]

The Shadow Weaver-ification of Gabriel Agreste — Part 3 [S5 E26]

I love the Sentimonster Theory Canon and you can pry out of my cold, dead hands [S5 E26]

Felix Graham de Vanily / Argos 🦚

"Duusu, spread my feathers!" — A queer reading of the Sentimonster theory [S4 E26]

Felix is a little b*tch (affectionate) [S4 E26]

Taking risks in Strikeback (Get it? Risk? Strikeback?) [S4 E26]

On the beef between Felix and Chloé [S5 E18]

Felix’s masterplan was brilliant, actually [S5 E18]

Leave my fucking child alone — Part I: "There’s only one thing worse than Gabriel —" [S5 E18]

Leave my fucking child alone — Part II: A very chill rant about Adrien’s amok [S5 E18]

Reminder that yes, Colt SUCKS, but he’s not the only one [S5 E24]

On cracked rings and broken chains [S5 E24]

Surviving child abuse through humour [S5 E24]

Badass in the arena [S5 E24]

TRANSMASC. FELIX. PROPAGANDA. [S5 E24]

Plushie Parallels [S5 E24]

Felix is a ray of fucking sunshine [S5 E24]

On Felix’s wish [S5 E26]

Kagami Tsurugi / Ryuko 🐉

To wear one’s heart on one’s sleeve [S5 E18]

Cutting off contact(s) [S5 E19]

Thinking about Kagami Tsurugi ❤️ [S5 E24]

On Kagami and the cousins’ silly antics [S5 E26]

Feligami 🦚🐉

On Feligami and the (absence of) masks [S5 E18]

Beware of first impressions [S5 E18]

Feligami Fastburn my beloved [S5 E19]

Feligami Flexes [S5 E19]

It’s the way they hold hands, your honour [S5 E19]

Some Ship Bingo Ramblings [S5 E19]

Incoherent screaming over Kagami’s amok [S5 E19]

Feligami / Gabemilie parallels [S5 E19]

Pretension 🥺💜❤️ [S5 E19]

The quickest prison break ever [S5 E24]

You come to MY post, you disrespect MY blorbos — [S5 E24]

A word on jealousy [S5 E24]

Finding beauty in the monstruous [S5 E24]

Feligami’s couple cosplays [S5 E24]

A word on monsters [S5 E24]

Feligami Writing Guide [S5 E24]

From queer neurodivergent child abuse survivors to lovers [S5 E24]

Draw me like one of your British boys [S5 E26]

Felix doesn’t get the monopoly of the heart eyes [S5 E26]

On defying the narrative [S5 E24]

Ryukomori x Argos… Argomori? [S5 E24]

*Fireflies from Owl City starts playing* [S5 E26]

Beauty and the Beast AU

Felix’s fanfictions

Coup de foudre

Adrien Agreste / Chat Noir 🐈‍⬛

Remember kids: necromancy bad — [S5 E26]

On the S6 Redesigns Dread™ [S5 E26]

Graham de Family 💍

Flairmidable’s formidable costume [S4 E26]

Transmasc Felix Propaganda [S5 E18]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part I: NEWSFLASH, ASSHOLES!!!!! Felix has cared about Adrien the entire goddamn time [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part II: The Path to Isolation [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part III: L’Enfer est pavé de bonnes intentions [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part IV: Sun and rain [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part V: Sun and moon [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part VI: Mirror, mirror [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part V: First draft [S5 E24]

The Senticousins Agenda — Part VI: Everything I did… [S5 E24]

#LetAmelieStabABitch2023 [S5 E24]

On Felix, Emilie and Solitude [S5 E24]

On Felix, Emilie and loneliness [S5 E24]

All I’m saying is, Emilie should have been a lesbian [S5 E24]

Some thoughts on Sentisouls [S5 E24]

Adrien is a disappointment to his entire lineage (and we love him for it) [S5 E24]

Hands again! [S5 E24]

Let’s play Animal Crossing: Happy Home Paradise! [S5 E26]

A word on accents and guillotines (with a title like that how can you NOT want to click)

Aroace Adrien and Demiromantic Felix propaganda

Marinette Dupain Cheng / Ladybug 🐞

Do NOT talk shit about Marinette [S5 E26]

In defense of Ladybug’s suit [Miraculous World: Tales of Shadybug and Claw Noir]

Love Square ❤️

Queer coding! Queer coding everywhere!

Chloé Bourgeois / Queen Bee 🐝

Can a bee change her stripes? [S5 E18]

That one time I accidentally made myself a Chlolila shipper [S5 E22]

Master Fu 🗝️

Ah yes, the good old cycle of abuse and neglect

Lukadrien 🐈‍⬛🐍

A word on… Swear words