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sprinklesandshatters · 3 years

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A Review on NCT 127′s 3rd Album <Sticker>

So NCT 127 just came back with their 3rd Full Album <Sticker> and this is my first 127 comeback since I became a fan last year! Neozone is such a special album for me as it was their first album that I explored entirely. I've known NCT as the group who never fails any expectations so I've kept mine up although I know they'll exceed it anyway. And guess what, they did! I absolutely love their new album hence this review~

This isn't a technical music review—as I am not a musician myself—but rather a listener's honest takes, goofy notes, and interpretation on each of the tracks in the album. I admit I've also struggled to build my own opinions on some of the tracks until I listened to them over and over again.

I have also heard there are mixed opinions on the title track <Sticker> and a lot says it's another acquired taste. But I think it's not just that, as it can be a grower, just like how most of NCT's songs were for me. Maybe after a few listens and a right passage of time, it will grow on those people. The bottom line here is, I like it a lot! 😛

So I listed down the songs according to their respective track numbers and followed each with a bulleted list of my opinions and interpretations.

(Viewer/reader discretion: before you continue, minors, do not interact as there are few 18+ contents under the cut. Thank you.)

1. Sticker

THEY DIDN'T JUST PUNCH A NEW NOTCH ON THE BELT LIKE THAT

THIS SONG SLAPS, LITERALLY SLAPS… AND WHIPS

The recorder at the intro boyyyy I thought something was wrong but then I remember it’s NCT lmao

It already stuck in my head from my first listen from the Instagram audio.

With Taeyong opening the verse with his divine rapping, I knew I'm in for a new ride.

STICK-UH STICK-UGH STICK-UGHGHGH

To those complaining it sounding like noise music, imagine it sounding generic. I don't think it would fit as the title track. Not a b-track or in their repertoire, even. They are called NCT because they define the NEO in the music culture and music technology!

It honestly was an unorthodox, just like all of their title tracks, which I’m inherently here for.

Literally, no one does it like them!

The growls and the vocal flexes and adlibs! (You can tell it has Yoo Youngjin's brand.)

The crisp metronome sound that’s consistently ticking except for the pre-chorus and the dance break adds depth to the soundscape. I love how it’s used instead of the usual snaps.

The production quality blew my mind. Like how can someone think those melodies would sound so exquisite? CAN I CALL THEM GENIUS?

The piano at the back, oh my God—Yes! It adds this mystifying element to the song.

I'm not sure if it's a midi violin at the pre-chorus, but it added thrill to the song. It was a great transition from the bass line in the verses to the combination of the flawless harmony with the same instrumental.

"You treat me like a boy, like a grown-up child chasing a dream" JUNGWOO BABY NO MORE HUH

Taeil, Doyoung, and Haechan—the bridge vocal trinity!

But why the heck are they cowboys? I dig the concept, but why? LMAO

BTW GUNSLINGER MARK I’M ON MY KNEES YEEHAW

This is easily one of my favorite tracks from NCT 127's entire discography 💚

2. Lemonade

(⌐■_■)

Jaehyun starting off this song with his deep voice eee

The song opens to a verse oozing with chill confidence. They're like, yeah you're lurking because we’re cool.

This is such a huge slap to their haters. NCT's not chillin' like a villain, nah they're the main characters!

Well maybe they’re villains, but still ya not cooler than them ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Funny enough how they could have just referred haters as simply lemons whose sour/bitter to the taste, but 127 squad's success is sweeter than all the haters' spiteful remarks so yeah, SIPPY SIPPY LEMONADE 🧃

"WOOF"

I might have just barked too wOW

Yuta’s vocals hooooO his voice just sounds so glamorous mhmm

Also Mark referencing their previous title tracks such as: Firetruck, Cherry Bomb, and Regular (it's Irregular in the lyrics) in his rap part 👌💅

I just love Mark's energy when he raps. HE RESOLUTELY BITES AND STRAIGHT UP EATS EVERY TIME HE DOES.

3. Breakfast

Now breakfast time, oh jeez!

AAAHAHFU—

Summer 127's bestie!

If Summer 127 talks about dancing all night long, Breakfast is the morning after.

You know what it is.

"Even if I gulp and drink you, it's not enough for me." oho Taeyong no you ha—STOP

Sexual innuendos aside, isn't it just sweet if someone tells you they'd want to have breakfast with you every day? Okay maybe I'm melting at the thought 😩🙈💞

And I can see myself dancing to this song as I make breakfast (in the afternoon or at midnight bc I’m crazy)

This was an okay b-track for me at the first skim on the album, but boy it grew on me wildly.

Honestly one of my favorite tracks in this album.

4. Focus

Did I just invade a private call? LMAO

The analog voice filters make it like so.

Dude, this feels intimate in the level of eavesdropping a phone call between seasoned lovers. Then you realize you hear them whispering their kinks over the line and you're ooh, that's sexy! hfgklhfhf

My first listen to this, I almost went feral because,

"I can't wait to eat you…" when it's actually "I can't wait 'til we chill…" aahaha

"Baby call me when you want me." OKAY!

This sounds relaxing and chill. I'd love to play this on a late night drive or just before bed time along with Fly Away With Me, Sun & Moon, My Youth, and Long Flight.

Belongs to ‘make out session’ playlist ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

That was lowkey a playlist recommendation, huh?

I'd be kidding if I don't say I could touch myself while listening to this song AHAHAFGHFJFJ

I didn't know this would grow on me this much lol I love love LOVE THIS!

5. The Rainy Night

Ooh, the holy melancholy!

Piano at the intro—I knew I'd cry to this.

This song isn't just about break-up, but the heartbreak after one.

The yearning; the remnant pieces from the shattering of what was once there.

I think I crumbled from this one.

This hit so hard I felt like I fit in the shoes with the lyrics throughout the entire song.

What’s fascinating is I clearly forgot the title when I mentally said this sounds like a sad rainy day song from the first listen.

Something I’d turn up when it suddenly rains, just because I want to feel the blues.

Taeil and Haechan singing in lower register? I wanna cry :( they’re just one of the best vocalists in K-music industry right now.

Could have been also nice if they added Yuta to the vocals.

"My selfish heart who waits for you to come back," OKAY WHO HURT THEM?

And the fact that they sang it so good that it translated every ounce of the emotions well even before I looked up for English translations is the reason why I love this song too.

6. Far

Hmm… What the hell?! Do I like this? Wait...

Alright!

The jumpy vibe from the first verse to the pre-chorus set the mood for this song. It sounds merry and heavy. It was honestly too much to take until I’ve reached the chorus part.

Honestly, I think this song could fit NCT Dream better, as it gives off a vibe similar to Hello Future's b-tracks. If some credible source say this could have made HF’s track list, I might believe you too fast.

Also Dream’s Deja Vu where they go na nananananana na na na~

Playful yet confident! That’s what I mean!

As usual, the vocals are insane! Vocal flex from left to right!

I swear Jungwoo sounded a bit like Taemin at the second verse that I had to replay it hahaha

I love hearing Johnny as a vocalist! SM, how many signs do you need until you utilize his vocal talent???

Taeil's part where he sings, "go nuts, go nuts, 'til we go bust, go bust" IDEK BUT I SNORTED A LAUGH AT FIRST LISTEN HFCAHKFHK

Not my favorite, but still great though!

But wait it’s actually stuck in my head???

7. Bring The Noize

Yes, they never beat those noise music allegations

HERE'S SOME NOIZE, BITCHES

I love me some noisy percussions. AND THE BASS YO

This screams so much confidence!

The build up from the pre-chorus to the chorus—FIRE!

This song reminds me a lot of SuperM's Super Car, especially with the engine roar samples and the battle cry-like singing at the chorus.

JAEHYUN RAPPING? You mean Jaehyun the visual, the vocalist, the actor, the model, the funny dude, aka my everything?! (markie bb look pls look away for a moment)

THEY DELIVERED IT STRAIGHT FROM NEOCITY THAT'S SOME NCT MUSIC RIGHT THERE NO ONE DOES IT LIKE THEM

When I said I'd play Focus on a late night drive, and if I add this in the playlist, VROOM VROOM SPEED LIMIT WHAT

OUTTA MY WAY

“We got no shame” ouh TAEYONG’S FLOW IS JUST VERY HIM AND HE’S IN A LEAGUE OF HIS OWN

You know what's so clever about this song? It's how it ended with Mark's final rap without any instrumental, leaving you standing there with a doppler effect-like post experience.

A super car on a super speed just whooshed past you and you look its way as it zips through the road. It's gone in an instant but you're floored dumbfounded at a sidewalk. That's how I describe this song.

8. Magic Carpet Ride

This song… Wow. Oh gosh it's so beautiful.

Their harmony in the chorus—it makes me want to kiss someone so passionately that I'd cry.

This makes me want to feel love that transcends the universe. Literally, just please take me on a magic carpet ride :(

The background harmonies too oh my goodness—HEAVENLY.

Jaehyun's voice is so warm and soulful it fits perfectly with songs of this genre.

Okay alright Doyoung Grande!

And Taeil makes me feel like I'm listening to old school R&B.

The first time I heard this from the track video, I can't stop replaying because it's just that great.

This makes me want to love. I think that sums it up.

9. Road Trip

This is such a soothing song for me, especially how I easily become nostalgic thinking about the road trips I've had.

Whenever I listen to this, my brain immediately conjures up thoughts of my ideal getaways. Gazing at the sky through the car window, stirring up from a nap in the middle of the ride, and eventually reaching your destination.

Oh, to travel around anywhere... (curse you covid-19)

Okay that's it. I'M PACKING UP.

But where do I go—

I could also imagine Mark playing this on the guitar and the other members sing along together, something like that.

Just Wholesome™ vibes.

I love how it evokes such a nice emotion within me effortlessly.

This isn't my favorite, but I still love this.

10. Dreamer

Eyyyy such a refreshing song!

This song is so bright it makes me want to dance. I play this first in the shower!

It reminds me so much of Elevator (from Neozone)

The horns make it more lively I think!

Yuta and Jungwoo's voice suits lively songs like this.

The background vocal in low register in Taeyong's part in the first verse is so good ahhfhf

Taeil, the R&B vocal king you are...

There's this part where Doyoung and Johnny harmonized, that at first listen they seemed to clash, but it sounded actually fine after a few listens. Maybe it's just that I've never heard them do it before.

And I think it's Doyoung's laugh at the end of the bridge? Oh my goodness I really love this too!

11. Promise You

MY FIRST LOVE AND MOST FAVORITE SONG IN THE ALBUM!!!

The first time I heard this from their NCIT Sharehouse Sitcom, I fell in love with the song already.

It sounds like something you'd feel from a warm, welcoming hug.

The lyrics are so beautiful and endearing. It's definitely a be-there-for-you type of song that will touch your heart.

It definitely sounds like a promise.

A song about platonic intimacy.

This really fits to be the closing song of the album. It's like the end of it but holds a promise that says “see you soon.”

Because they cherish their fans like that.

It's also like I've watched a movie with a happy ending, where the camera pans up to the clear sky and this song starts playing.

Speaking of ending, I would love to hear them sing this as an encore stage in their concert. You know, that moment just before the stage lights die down at the end of the concert where they send final blows of flying kisses to NCTzens. Then you come home smiling and crying.

This wasn't supposed to be this long since I originally planned to write this with just simple phrases and emojis but I got too engrossed lol. I also meant to include my own ratings but I figured it’s pointless since I can’t really decide about them hahaha

I really enjoyed the whole album and I love how they're progressively defining what NEO means by breaking through standards. It's not NCT music if it doesn't make you say "WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?" But then you realize it’s stuck in your head and you’re enjoying it already.

✨ OVERALL RATING: 127/10 💚

if you’ve reached until here, thank you for letting me share you a braincell or two 💞

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vin-taege · 5 years

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espresso shot (m)

summary: catching your boyfriend’s co-worker jacking off in the cleaning closet may have been the best thing to happen to you

genre: smut, pwp, fluff

pairing: barista!taehyung x reader x barista!jimin

warnings/notes: established relationship, threesome, oral sex (f receiving and m receiving), vaginal sex, anal sex, dirty talk, sir kink, cum play, double penetration, pussy slapping, brief subdrop, aftercaaare

words: 6k

a/n: this takes place a few months after decaf. if you want, you could read decaf here, or you could read this as a stand-alone fic!

Taehyung rarely got the night shift. However, the staff ran short after a few of them called in for a sick leave, each one with a different excuse, yet ultimately none of them being actually sick. Hyuna had a date planned out with her boyfriend, Jungkook had an e-game tournament all the way in back in Busan, and no one really knew where Jinyoung slipped off to. Namjoon didn't even bother, used to the staff's antics. Jimin and your boyfriend on the other hand was more than compliant to cover their shifts. It was almost 10 pm, and you were just waiting for them to close up shop. Thank god you were on break, so you didn't have to worry about staying up late on a week night, not that you were used to it. Ever since you started dating Taehyung, he has been nagging you non-stop to fix your sleeping schedule. You eventually did, along with picking up a lesser intake of instant noodles. He was very strict in keeping you healthy, and you found it so adoring. The "closed" sign hung from the door. Namjoon already left ten minutes ago, trusting the boys enough to leave the cafe to them. Jimin was re-checking the inventory while Taehyung counted the day's profits. All the chairs were placed neatly upside down on the tables, except for yours. "Sweetheart, are you okay there? Sure you aren’t hungry? We have some left over pastries I can reheat for you.”

You looked up from the book you were reading. Taehyung was tucking away the cash bound in rubber bands, though his eyes remained on you. “I’m fine, Tae. I’ll wait all night if I have to.”

“Luckily, you don’t. All I have to do is mop the floor, then we can go home. Jimin hyung said he’ll cover the dishes,” he rounded the counter, taking long strides toward you. He bent down, swiftly pecking you on the lips. “Thanks for waiting for me.”

“Of course,” you grinned. “Do you want me to get the mop for you?”

He nodded, grabbing a chair and setting it down to sit on it. “Thanks, babe. Really. My back is is starting to ache and I feel like my feet are about to fall off.”

Chuckling, you made your way to the back of the store. A glance towards the sink told you Jimin was true to his word - the enormous pile of dirty plates earlier only reduced to about less than ten pieces, all of which were drenched under soapy water. You figured they might’ve had tough stains, and the boy soaked them for easier removal.

Weirdly enough, you can’t find Jimin anywhere. All of the other counters were clean, and the storage room was already locked. Thinking he might’ve stepped out for some fresh air, you made your way to the cleaning closet.

There were legends of the cleaning closet housing different mysteries of the cafe. The stories became almost tradition to the staff, most of them too absurd to be true. Some say a trainee once found a box of condoms in there, then resigned the ext day, never to be seen again. Others say Jungkook stashed his alleged hentai manga collection just behind the bottles of dishwashing liquid.

By the looks of it, one more story was going to be added. From far away, the cleaning closet seemed normal, aside from a slightly ajar door. The closer you got to it, the more you heard faint grunts coming from the inside, as well as an occasional squelching noise.

“Jimin, what are you- Holy shit!” You covered your eyes as best as you can, screeching your head off. Jimin yelped, dropping the makeshift fleshlight he was holding - a sponge squeezed into a tall container plus some other things you weren’t able to look at.

“Don’t look, don’t look!” Panicked, he tucked himself back into his pants, though his boner still strained against the fabric. He stood up in a hurry, accidentally stepping on the “fleshlight” and toppling over into a stack of buckets, the mop you were supposed to get falling on top of him.

“Is everything alright there?” Taehyung’s voice hollered from the front of the store, followed by footsteps. You looked at Jimin with wide eyes. Tae couldn’t see you like this. Before he could get a glance at the room, you rushed over to him, pulling him out of the kitchen. “What happened? I heard the two of you yelling and then something crash. Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Your voice came out higher than expected. You cleared your throat and cupped Taehyung’s cheeks in our hands, bringing his face closer to yours. “Yes. I’m tired. And so are you. Let’s go home.”

You began tugging him towards the door, but his more muscular built made it easy for him to stay in place. He frowned at you, “What happened?”

“___ thought she saw a mouse so she screamed and surprised me. The thing you heard falling was me kicking the shelves to see if it would come out. Turns out it was just a ball of hair,” Jimin emerged from the kitchen, face still flushed red, thought he looked more composed.

You mentally thanked him for covering your ass. Taehyung looked back and forth between the two of you, huffing as he bought the explanation." Thank god it wasn't a mouse. We could've been shut down for being unsanitary."

"Not if we kill the health inspector."

"No, Jimin. We do not base our plans off Spongebob again." Jimin scoffed at the lack of honorific. Taehyung turned towards you. "You ready to go home?"

You nodded, already wanting to get out of the awkward situation. Jimin couldn’t look either of you in the eye.

Taehyung’s apartment was small, but welcoming nonetheless. With enough help from his father, and from the cash he earned from his job, he was able to afford the cheap space. You decided to stay with him over the course of the summer break since Seulgi went home to her parents, and yours were still out of town. Plus, he was the one who insisted anyway, and who were you to pass the opportunity up?

The second you stepped into the room, Taehyung tackled you onto the bed. You giggled as he smothered your face with sloppy kisses, pausing to slowly press his lips against yours. You hummed into the kiss, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“Jesus, you’re sweaty,” A low laugh rumbled from within his chest. Still, he kept pecking at your neck. You groaned, “Tae, we should shower first.”

“We’re gonna get sweaty again anyway,” he whined. “Unless you want to fuck in the shower?”

“No, it’s almost midnight. I want to sleep,” You tried pushing him off, which resulted to him plopping himself onto your body. You feigned annoyance, lightly slapping his back and whining for him to get off you. “At least let me eat you out.”

You stilled at the idea. You could feel him smirking against your skin, knowing you took the bait. And you were about to give in too, if it weren’t for the memory of catching Jimin in the cleaning closet coming back to you.

It was weird suddenly thinking of him this exact moment, just as you were about to receive mind-blowing oral from your boyfriend. You just never thought you’d ever see him like that. Cute, charming Jimin. With his pouty lips and cherubic face, which, now that you think of it, looked more sharp a while ago. He was attractive, you couldn’t deny that. But nothing could beat your love for Taehyung.

“Hey,” you pushed him gently, separating your bodies just enough for you to see his face. “I’m sorry, baby, but I’m really sleepy right now. We can have sex in the morning if you want.”

Taehyung pouted, though he got off you, sitting on the edge of the bed instead. “Ok, goddess. Whatever you say. You can shower first if you want?”

“It’s fine. We can shower together?”

“No, ladies first. Plus, I have to check up on Jimin. Make sure he got home in one piece, you know?” he winked at you. The mention of his best friend’s name made you flustered. You nodded, getting up to quickly lock yourself in the bathroom. The sooner you got a good night’s rest, the better.

In contrary to what you had promised him Taehyung the night before, you woke up an hour before noon. You patted the spot next to you, confused to find it empty. He was off duty today, so where on earth could he be? You were still groggy from the sleep, but the scent of pancakes and bacon made you perk up. At first, your mouth salivated at the idea of the meal – but then you remembered. Taehyung wasn’t exactly the greatest chef.

Stumbling up from your bed, now fully awake, you made your way towards the kitchen, stopping to find Taehyung happily solving a crossword puzzle on the small dining table. His eyes lit up when he saw you. “Good afternoon, sleepy head,” he said rather loudly.

He ushered you to sit on his lap, feeling him half-hard through his sweats. A smile smile played on your lips. “My goddess,” he murmured, mouth against the back of your neck. “I know you just woke up, but I have something to ask you.”

“Yes baby?” you purred, pushing your ass back onto him. He let out a hiss, hands grabbing at your waist. He hooked his chin on your shoulder, lips a few centimeters away from your ear. He blew lightly at the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your spine. In the height of it all, you forgot what made you so alarmed in the first place.

“What are your thoughts on threesomes?”

You froze. Even when you stopped grinding, you could feel his cock twitch beneath his sweats. “Is this a trick question?”

He let go of your hips, hands curling at his stomach instead as he threw his head back in laughter. You got off his lap in favour of sitting on the chair next to him instead. “I mean,” he wiped an imaginary tear off his eye. “No, not really.”

“I was just thinking,” he grabbed his pen, filling out one of the blanks in the forgotten crossword puzzle, before looking back at you. “It would kinda be hot? In your favour of course, because when you’re turned on, I get more turned on. And, I don’t know, the idea of sharing you, seeing you get extra… wrecked… I think it’s hot.”

Your hands went to smoothen out your tangled hair, suddenly feeling conscious. You never thought Taehyung would be into that, considering how needy for attention he was. “And you’re asking this because?”

“I know what happened between you and Jimin hyung last night,” you paled, speechless. He noticed how tense you suddenly got, and quickly added on, “Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I trust you, and I also trust him. I just thought I’d rather do it with someone I trust, rather than someone I’m not entirely comfortable with.”

Taehyung remembered how Jimin comforted him the fateful day the nude was sent and he felt like shit. He was always there to give him that extra push, or give him words of advice. Jimin definitely had a special place in both of your hearts.

“And hey, I know how attractive Jimin is. Between the two of us though, I don’t think he can really compare to-“ he gestured towards his crotch, tracing his v-line with his hands. You laughed, before biting your lip. At this point, his dick was visibly straining against the fabric. Not yet fully hard, but he was getting there. “So, sweetheart, just tell me what your verdict is. No pressure, okay? I want you to feel safe and comfortable in anything we do.”

“Well,” you started off. You kept thinking about it, not finding any harm in having a little fun. Jimin was close enough to both of you that it wouldn’t be weird or awkward after. He knew his boundaries. “If you’re okay with it, then I’m okay with it too. I’m totally down.”

He beamed, leaning closer to you. “Perfect,” he gave you a deep kiss, before pulling away. He yelled towards the kitchen, “Hyung, did you hear that? She said she’s down.”

You jolted up, eyes wide when Jimin emerged from the kitchen, a plate of pancakes in his hand, and a spatula in the other. A pink apron reading “Kiss the Cook” was messily tied over his clothes, what you recognized as Taehyung’s gag gift for him last Christmas. He set the plate down on the table. “Good morning, ___.”

“It’s noon.”

“It’s morning for her,” Hearing them bicker normally made you feel a bit more relaxed. So he was the one cooking. That’s why the smoke alarm didn’t go off even once. “Don’t even think of getting another one. You ate five pieces a while ago, Tae. Five pieces.”

Jimin slapped Taehyung’s hand away, about to grab the pancakes. The younger boy grimaced, pulling his hand away and crossing his arms over his chest like a child. “Bacon’s on the way. Let me just find another plate.”

When Jimin got back in the kitchen, you hurriedly whispered to Taehyung, “I’m sorry, why is he here?”

“I thought you were down for the threesome?” he asked confusedly.

“Yes but- but what if I said no? What were you planning to do then?”

“Well, first of all, I knew you weren’t going to say no. And secondly, if you did, then we’d play video games instead, I guess? He’s here for some kink negotiations, and so that we could establish some ground rules.” He tore off a piece of the pancake, shoving it in his mouth. He got a second piece and fed it to you. You had to give Jimin some credit; his cooking was amazing. No wonder your boyfriend had five.

“And when did you find the time to organize all of this?”

“Last night, when you were in the shower,” he said through a bit of the pancakes. So that was why he wanted you to shower first. You stared at him mouth agape. He chuckled, feeding you more pancakes. “Yes, I know. I’m a fast worker.”

Jimin reappeared with the bacon, sitting on Taehyung’s other side. “Now that all of us are here, we can start the discussion.” Taehyung clapped his hands. “___, go first.”

“Well,” you shifted in your seat. Your eyes were glued to the food on your plate, the attention from both boys making your cheeks heat up. “Just don’t knife me, or whatever. No bleeding. Yeah, that’s all I got.”

“No bleeding, got it,” Jimin scribbled onto a piece of paper. You stared at him, surprised. “You’re actually writing this down?”

“For notes, of course. If you’re stuck on ‘don’ts’, let’s move over to ‘dos’.”

“Okay,” you shrugged. “Uh... I’ll sub for this one. You guys can use me however you please. My safe word is ‘d.va’ but we also go by the traffic light system.”

The boys smirked, simultaneously looking at each other. Jimin leaned closer to Taehyung, whispering though you still heard what he said. “I thought you said she was dominant?”

“She is, usually. But she lets me dom from time to time. She switches on either extreme ends of the spectrum. One day, she’s a few seconds away from pegging me, and then the next day, she’s a very bratty sub.” You sent him a pointed look, Taehyung only giving you a sheepish smile. “She likes name-calling in subspace.”

“Have you guys tried anal?” Jimin directed the question towards Taehyung. The younger boy nodded, looking towards you. “Yeah, a few times. Are you okay with it, sweetheart?”

“I don’t mind it.”

“How about fluids? Spit, cum, any preferences?”

“Spit and cum are nice. Anything outside of that, no-no,” You gave Jimin time to organize his notes. The feeling of nervousness was long gone, replaced with excitement. Taehyung’s hard-on had grown soft with the lack of stimulation, but you could tell it’d be a matter of time before it came back.

“Okay. Tae, any ground rules for me?”

“The moment she feels uncomfortable, we stop.”

“Of course,” Jimin smiled. He adored how protective Taehyung was of you; always putting your happiness first. He felt honored to be invited to take part in something so special and intimate between the two of you. “Anything else you want to discuss?”

You both shook your head. “Mhm, When do we start?”

“After lunch,” Taehyung scooted his chair closer to yours. He laid his head on your shoulder, slightly nuzzling into your neck. “Tae, it is after lunch.”

“Well then,” He didn’t complete his sentence, opting to kiss you instead. Taehyung didn’t hesitate to slip his tongue in already, the kiss gradually becoming sloppy. The sweet taste of syrup from the pancakes still lingered in his mouth, a flavor you chased after. He grabbed at your waist, pulling you off your chair and into his lap, prompting you to straddle him.

Jimin kept watching you kiss all-throughout, hand palming at his jeans. You still felt a little shy, not used to having a third person with you. But when Taehyung dipped his hands into your shorts, palming at your heat from behind, all your shyness was replaced with arousal.

He pressed his middle finger against your panties, directly at your core. He started nipping at your bottom lip, making you whimper. Faintly, you heard Jimin get up. The older boy moved behind Taehyung, grabbed your chin and tilted your head up to face him. “May I?”

“Please,” You gasped, Taehyung pushing your panties aside to slide a finger into your wet lips. Jimin forced your head forward, making your body press against Taehyung’s, his plush lips meeting yours. Getting deeper into the kiss, Taehyung slipped another finger in, spreading your wetness from your lips to your clit.

“Fuck, look how wet we made her,” you whimpered when Taehyung retracted his hand. He held it up, fingers previously inside you now coated with a glossy sheen. Jimin pulled away from the kiss, licking his lips at the sight of your arousal. “I want to taste.”

“Bedroom,” Taehyung lifted you up, carrying you into the bedroom, Jimin hot on your heels. Once you got in, he dropped you on the bed, stepping aside to let Jimin crawl on top of you.

He sucked experimentally on a small part of your neck, teeth lightly biting at the skin. His mouth moved swiftly against you, until he nipped at one spot that made you moan out. “Found it,” he mumbled, biting harder.

While Jimin was busy sucking love bites into your neck and collarbone, he moved his legs so Taehyung had access to your lower body. The younger boy tugged your shorts and underwear down, until the only article of clothing you had on was his over-sized shirt. He licked his hand, from the bottom of his palm to the tip of his middle finger, then lightly smacked your throbbing pussy.

The yelp you let out made the two boys chuckle. Jimin detached his lips from your skin, eyes catching on your hardened nipples pressed against your shirt. They got Taehyung’s attention too; your boyfriend unabashedly reaching out to pinch at one. You moaned out, Taehyung continuing to pull and roll the bud, the rough fabric giving you a new sensation.

Jimin reached underneath your shirt, flicking at your neglected nipple. He spread his hand over your breast, squeezing it lightly, nipple in between his in ring and middle finger. “She likes getting her boobs played with,” Taehyung explained to him, encouraging his ministrations.

“Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” A sharp slap landed on your clit, making you cry out. Pleasure soon replaced the sting, a thumb circling your clit. You looked down to see it was Jimin, the one, you assumed, to be gentler of the two. “Yes, sir.”

“I hope she likes getting eaten out just as much,” Jimin whispered, taking his place in between your legs. Before he could go any further, Taehyung stopped him, whispering something into his ear. Jimin smiled wickedly, nodding as he moved away from you.

“I want that mouth here,” Taehyung pointed at the ledge of the bed. Compliantly, you changed your position, knowing exactly what he wanted you to do. You laid on your back, head hanging off the bed. Jimin resumed his position between your legs, waiting for Taehyung to give him his go-signal.

One of Taehyung’s biggest kinks was having his dick in your throat. Whether it be face-fucking or cock warming, having his large cock snug in your mouth turned him on massively. He had gotten rid of his sweats, said cock hanging intimidatingly above your face. You sneaked a glance below you, finding Jimin had done the same thing, now only in his briefs.

Taehyung held his cock in his hands, giving it a few pumps. He let the pre-cum pool on top of his angry red tip, dripping down straight onto your lips. “Tongue out. Don’t waste even a single drop.”

Meanwhile, Jimin had his fingers on you again. His thumb pressed roughly down on your clit, index finger sinking knuckle-deep inside your pussy. You moaned, following Taehyung’s command, hanging your tongue out invitingly. “Please, sir, let me suck your cock.”

The younger boy took his time, however, lightly hitting your cheeks with his dick. He clicked his tongue, acting as if the whole process was a chore for him. “You just can’t get contented with one cock, hm?”

Jimin chuckled darkly, adding another finger in, curling them inwards to brush against your g-spot. You shuddered, bucking your hips to chase after the pleasure. He placed a hand firmly at your lower abdomen, holding you in place. His touch was fleeting, never truly hitting the spot, making you whine. “Tae, shut her up already.”

“With pleasure.”

Just as Taehyung pushed his cock in between your lips, Jimin wrapped his own lips around your clit, sucking harshly. Your moans sent vibrations all over Taehyung’s cock, making him let out a low groan. He kept pushing in, not stopping until he was entirely sheathed in your throat.

You tried focusing on breathing through your nose, but Jimin was making it difficult, fingers pumping in and out of you in a gradually fast pace, combined with his tongue sending fast licks on your clit. Taehyung groaned, wrapping a hand around your throat and pressing his thumb at the center of it. He could feel his cock against the tight area, pressing his thumb down lightly.

Ignoring the slight gag you let out, he pulled his hips back, only to plunge his cock back in. Even after doing this numerous times, you still weren’t used to the sheer size of him. It was a struggle to open your jaw wide enough to accommodate his girth, and it was more of a struggle to breathe with his cock jammed in your windpipe.

Choked gasps and moans reverberated around Taehyung. Jimin started dipping his tongue in and out of your pussy, slurping your wetness up noisily. He clutched your thighs, hooking them above his shoulders to bring you closer to him.

You were already starting to feel lightheaded from the pleasure on both ends. Taehyung wasn’t holding back, fucking your mouth with his hand still wrapped around your throat. Saliva and tears ran down your face, your body sticky with fluids.

“You said she can take anal, right?” Jimin pulled away from your cunt, a string of your fluids still connected to his tongue.

“Yeah,” Taehyung moaned out, pace not breaking. “You should try her mouth first. It feels so warm.” He said it so casually, like talking about sharing food.

He pulled out, leaving you in a coughing fit. His dick was coated in spit, hard against his stomach. Jimin discarded his boxers and took his place in Taehyung’s previous spot. Pre-cum spilled from the head of his cock, just as much as Taehyung’s. Even through your fucked out haze, you managed to smirk; you were the reason these boys were so turned on. In a way, you were still on top of it all.

“Did you fuck her brains out? I think you broke her,” Jimin narrowed his eyes at you. Taehyung scoffed, rummaging through your bedside drawer. You couldn’t take a proper look, but you knew there was something in his hand. Jimin glowered above you, “I’ll give you something to smile about.”

His dick was shorter in length compared to Taehyung’s, but his girth made up for it. He was impressively thick, sporting a delicious curve. You licked your lips, only adding to the wet mess on your face. He placed his cock in between your lips, thrusting in slowly, in contrast to Taehyung a while ago. “Prep her for me.”

“Way ahead of you,” Taehyung whispered. There was a generous amount of lube coating his fingers. You flinched when he pressed against your rim, the lube initially cold. “Don’t worry baby, it heats up. Gotta get you nice and opened up for us hm? Relax for me.”

You hummed around Jimin’s cock, thoughts already too foggy to catch onto Taehyung’s every word. Jimin was fucking your mouth nice and slow, taking his time to savor you. It allowed you to have control more – to press your tongue onto his cock as best you can, the angle making it more difficult. You hollowed your cheeks out, swallowing around him whenever his tip hit the back of your throat.

“How are we gonna do this, Tae?” Taehyung looked up from his work, raising an eyebrow at Jimin. “How’s the fucking gonna go down?”

At this point, your boyfriend already had a finger in you, just slipping in another one. He scissored them slowly, giving you time to adjust. He was so focused on stretching you out properly that he almost didn’t catch Jimin calling him again. “Y-yeah, I don’t really know. Take your dick out for a second, yeah?”

Jimin complied, pulling out and tapping your lips with it. Taehyung’s voice was low, “How do you want us to fuck you, sweetheart? Jiminie here wants your ass, while I’m contented with that sweet pussy of yours. Who do you want first?”

You cleared your throat. It felt so raw after all the fucking, your voice barely a croak. “Both of you.”

They stared at you with wide eyes, Taehyung’s fingers stilling inside you. Jimin was first to break the silence, “At the same time?”

You nodded, to which Taehyung slapped your pussy with his other hand. “Words, disrespectful slut,” he growled.

“I want both your cocks in me, sir,” you purred out. The idea of having them in you at the same time made you clench at nothing, Taehyung noticing it and smirking.

He waved Jimin over to his side, the two boys watching in awe as he stretched you out. Taehyung managed to squeeze in a third finger, making you moan out loud. “Condoms or no? I’m clean, but if that’s how you guys do it, then I’m cool with it.”

“No need,” Taehyung grunted, slipping all his fingers out. You moaned, already feeling empty. “We’re both clean, so no need to worry, hyung. Help me get her up. I’ve prepped her enough.”

Together, they slowly helped you into a sitting position, thighs spread apart. Jimin sat behind, while Taehyung was in front, effectively sandwiching you. You could feel both their cocks - Taehyung’s pressed against your stomach, and Jimin’s in between your ass cheeks. “Color?”

“Green. Fucking get in me, Tae!” you practically yelled. Though he lost his dominant facade, the way you commanded him only turned him on more. You gave out a vibe more of an impatient dom than a bratty sub; it made him question if he was still the sub here all along, only liberated because of his mistress’s wishes.

Pursing his lips together, he guided his cock to your pussy, filling you up in one thrust. You threw your head back in a moan, arching into Jimin. Taehyung groaned, your nails digging into his shoulders. Jimin took the opportunity to lay a trail of wet kisses from your shoulder to your neck, stopping to whisper at your earlobe. “Hold yourself open for me, baby.”

You let go of Taehyung, sliding your arms back to grip your ass. Spreading your cheeks with trembling fingers, you waited for Jimin to enter you.

Without even a second passing, his tip was pressing against your rim. He pushed in slowly, entranced by the way you stretched around the head of his cock. You clenched involuntarily around Taehyung, making him whine. “Hyung, hurry up. I can’t hold on any longer.”

“You should’ve went easy on the face fucking,” Jimin grumbled out, though he slid in the rest of his cock, still careful not to hurt you. Once your ass was sitting snug against the base of his cock, the three of you moaned out in unison.

You felt so full, two huge cocks stretching both holes. Incomprehensible words stumbled from your mouth, mind reduced to mush when they started moving. The bed creaked under your weight, slow groans matching yours. The build-up of pleasure was too much, from Jimin’s skillful tongue on you to Taehyung’s slender fingers stretching you out beforehand. Your fingers slipped from their hold, arms giving out along with the rest of your body.

Taehyung caught you in time. He wrapped his arms around your waist and back, not only bringing your torso closer to him, but also making your ass jut out more for Jimin. His hyung let a moan out in content, bringing his palm down your ass. You whined, slightly rocking your hips back and forth to match their thrusts.

Slowly, their thrusts grew faster, rougher. The pleasure was so mind-numbing, you couldn’t do anything else but to take what they gave you. Head slung over Taehyung’s shoulder, drool dripped off the corners of your mouth. You took in a sharp breath after one particularly hard thrust from Taehyung, ass and pussy clenching around both cocks.

“Shit, baby, keep doing that,” Jimin groaned. “So tight, so tight. Doing so good for us hm? You wanna cum?”

The only word that made it through the haze in your mind was “cum”, enough for you to understand. You shook your head eagerly, letting out desperate “uh-huh’s” ending in moans. “What do you do before you come, sweetheart?”

“Please,” you mewled. Unsatisfied, Jimin pinched your ass cheek, soon rubbing his thumb soothingly over the red mark. “You can do better than that.”

“Come, sir, I want - I want. Ple-ase. Let me, please. I want-”

“Do it properly, or you’re not coming at all tonight. Use your big girl words.”

Taking a deep breath, you let the sentence out as best you can in one breath, “Please, sir’s, I want to come, please let me cum.”

Taehyung squeezed your sides lightly, a sign of his approval. Jimin ran his hands through your hair gently, in contrast to the sharp snaps of his hips. He leaned closer, whispering a quick “come, baby” before watching you shudder as your orgasm ripped through you.

They fucked your through your orgasm, holding your spasming body upright. Taehyung hissed when you dug your nails into the sides of his thighs, going in so deep you knew they will still be slightly visible even until next week. You were clamping down so hard on them that they stilled for a moment, taking in the feeling of your walls all around them.

They could feel the outline of each other’s cocks through the fleshy barrier, the realization driving them closer to the edge. Taehyung was the first to come, shooting his load against your cervix. With the last bit of strength in you, you clenched around him, desperately trying to keep his cum inside. Jimin felt the pressure from your walls just as much as Taehyung did, sending him over the edge.

For a while, the whole room was filled with your irregular breathing. You were so spent you couldn’t even open your eyes. Your hearing was slightly muffled, so you had no idea what the boys were talking about - if they’re talking.

Jimin was first to pull out, having more left over stamina. Your hole twitched, still slightly open from his massive size. Cum dripped down from your ass, the older boy sitting back on his thighs, mesmerized by it.

“Hyung,”

He look towards Taehyung, who looked equally as fucked out as you. Hyuna was right calling him baby boy. The thought of him being dominant towards you almost seemed impossible if it weren’t for him witnessing it first hand. Maybe you’d get back at him; Jimin didn’t know.

“Do you want me to get her for you?”

“I’ll just-” he took his time to catch his breath. Your boyfriend rubbed your back soothingly, seeing that your thighs were still quivering post-orgasm. “I’ll just get us some water.”

Carefully, Jimin lifted you off Taehyung - and in turn, his cock- to let you lay on him. You whined, feeling uncomfortably empty and sticky. Their cum was starting to spill out of you, making a mess on your inner thighs. Shakily, Taehyung got off the bed and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He went up to you, kissing your cheek. “Baby? You did so well for us tonight. Taetae’s just gonna get you some water, okay? Jimin hyung’s here for you, so if you need anything, just ask him, okay? I’ll be right back.”

When Taehyung left the room, Jimin gently propped you in a more comfortable position. You could feel him get off the bed as well, making you frown. It was getting cold very quickly, you were getting irritable, and they just disappeared. You couldn’t think straight, but all you knew was that you were alone.

Suddenly, a warm, damp cloth pressed against your heat. Fingers threaded through your hair, lightly scratching at your scalp. “I’m sorry, I had to find something to clean you up with,” Jimin’s voice was soft, calming. “I’m here now. I’m so proud of you.”

Taehyung arrived soon after, carrying two glasses of water, new bedsheets slung over his arm. Jimin cradled you, tilting your head up so you could drink. Taehyung offered him the other glass, which he gladly accepted. “Hyung, can you carry her up for bit? I’m gonna change the sheets real quickly.”

“Sure.”

After the boys got you cleaned up, a new pair of panties on you and Taehyung’s t-shirt, they began to sort themselves out. Luckily, Taehyung’s clothes fit Jimin as much as they fit you. Although Jimin initially insisted to go home, Taehyung convinced him to stay the night at his place. Now fresh and dehydrated, the three of you were back on the bed.

“Cuddle,” you murmured, more of a command instead of a request. Taehyung chuckled spooning you on his side. Still, you felt something missing. Sleepily, you opened an eye slightly, looking for Jimin. He was next to you, still sitting cross-legged awkwardly. He noticed the both of you staring at him, his face turning red. “W-what?”

“She said she wants to cuddle,” Taehyung smiled at him, a soft smile getting the message across: It was okay.

He laid down, hugging you from your other side. He thought about how cute your relationship was, how perfect you are for each other. He didn’t know if the subdrops were common for you, but he found it endearing how much Taehyung coddled you when it happened. He looked over at Taehyung, finding him with the same far-away look he had, before the younger met his eyes.

“Thank you for tonight,” Jimin whispered. He didn’t know what else to say. Taehyung lifted his hand towards his arm, giving it a squeeze. Between them, you slept warm and contented. Everything felt in its place, and he went to sleep knowing so.

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Reasons to never attend anything run by Jeff Mach

We’ll let him speak for himself. Published on Medium on 2/25/19. Not directly linked because he shouldn’t get the clicks. TW: Rape, consent violations, general grossness

TL:DR as posted elsewhere by David Christman: Jeff Mach, the former owner of Steampunk World's Fare and Wicked Faire, boasts about how being accused of sexual misconduct has made him more sexually desirable.No. Really. He brags about it. That he's more desirable since being labeled a sexual abuser.This is the kind of person Jeff is. This is the twisted pile of flaming garbage he truly is. And he's no longer trying to hide it.

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Jeff Mach

Feb 25

So when I was a Fetlife darling, one of the top ten Kinky and Popular writers, running well-known fetish events, I got quite a lot of offers — partly due to those things, partly due to my book on submission, my visible skills, and the knowledge you earn after 25 years in the kink world. And partly, of course, due to my politics, my strict social-justice, ban-’em-all-and-let-God-sort-’em-out stances.

When I was accused of horrible misconduct and “Jeff Mach allegations” became the phrase which followed me on Google, all that stopped.

…YEAH, RIGHT!

I can’t begin to describe how many more offers I get from people, now that I am “banned”. As it turns out — and this is not public knowledge — I’m recovering from my divorce; I have trust issues; and I have dedicated myself to rebuilding things like Evil Expo and recovering from the ending/divorce of a 13-year relationship. I am actually a celibate. But that’s not the point.

It’s true. I have experienced a 90% drop in offers short-haired (and blue/pink/green-haired) women who wear politically progressive t-shirts. Which is a pity, because I’m a fan of those people.

But I’ve received about a 200% increase in somewhat more traditional women who have asked if I’d like to “get together”, “spend a weekend”, or, in many cases, “take a quick trip to the restaurant”. I thought “want to try my new whip?” and “I’m not wearing panties” were pick-up lines of the 90s. But no, they’re quite real.

I’m NOT denigrating people who are offering my sex or play — not by any stretch of the imagination. I feel grateful, I feel flattered, and some of them have been the most interesting, articulate, attractive people I’ve met in almost three decades of the scene.

I’m just fascinated.

I embarked, by choice, on a trip of semi-celibacy, and semi-monogamy, especially during the first year of my exile, while I was working hard on myself.

But I simply had no idea what was going to be offered to me.

And I don’t go to kink parties — I wasn’t a big partygoer back in the day. Doesn’t matter. Happens at Goth events. Happens at concerts. Happens online. And these aren’t people who are ignorant of the allegations, or even people who think they’re not true.

They think the allegations are true, they think I’m a Dangerous Top, and they consider it HOT AS F*CK.

I’m not sure how to feel here. I was never a “consent advocate” to get laid. I expected that I’d date people with similar politics. But those things were never part of how I met or played with people; those things tended to rely on short discussions in person, then long, long correspondences, long negotiations, long discussions in person, more negotiation…

…..a lot of people dropped out during this process. Or were pretty much picked up in front of me by people who said, “Hey, let’s go do a thing. Just tell me where I can’t leave marks and what I’m allowed to penetrate.”

Now that I’m labelled a Dangerous Top, an Unsafe Dominant, a Manipulative Monster Who Forces His Will On Those Around Him…

…..I could start a Japanese vending machine with all the panties that get handed to me. I could take a vacation just travelling to the places where people invite me to their homes and hotel rooms.

Here’s a thing, O best beloved:

The Kink Scene of 2017 was a time of shakeup, power plays, and redistribution of authority. Applying current social norms to kink events of five or ten or fifteen years later meant that most people who’d done a reasonable amount of play were now considered Guilty of Abuse — and the more people who label you guilty, the more others are encouraged to come forward. It’s natural; they see others getting acclaim and support and status and (frankly) social media clout and influence by taking you down; they hear you’re a Horrible Person; and suddenly, they remember that scene they had with you ten years ago, when you did That Unmentionable Thing.

(Current favorite moment of irony: I have a very vehement accuser who claims that I did [nonsexual] play with a [legal] sixteen-year-old college student. I’ve got a picture of him beating her — in public. It’s ironic. And it’s sad. But his friend runs the website that’s gone after me; they’re not going to post stories about him.)

And it doesn’t matter, because this is all a sidenote. To the proponents of Social Ostracism and Shaming, I say:

It ain’t working.

Or — I definitely know some of my brethrin who, like me, are heartbroken, unsure about the world, traumatized, and spending their time in self-recrimination.

But we don’t have to be. We COULD just be screwing our brains out.

And those of us who are accused, but just plain don’t care? (Yes, Tim, you’re the first person I look at.) Well, everything he said is starting to make sense. Is he giving submissives what they want? Does he deserve to be at the top of everyone’s playlist?

I don’t know. All I know is that M has gone silent and underground. I’m here, writing books. But it’s really, really clear that there are a LOT of bottoms who were turned off by my bland, hyperconsent-focused, heavily-negotiated, cautious, “Let’s talk more” kink, who figure that now that I’ve left that world, I’m DTF, hardcore, and ready to give them erotic satisfaction like Robert Downey, Jr. being paired with the Winchester brother’s in someone’s 300-page erotic BDSM novel.

So now I know a secret. I’m not sure I wanted to know this. I don’t know what to do with it — so far, I’ve done nothing (except, of course, write):

Being taken down for #MeToo allegations, in the kink community, has opened up the doors to more kink opportunities than I’ve had in the past 25 years combined.

In addition to all the other problems — the witch hunts, the mob mentalities, the cultures of fear, the damage to (and death of) kink events, the discrediting of kink in news media, the disillusioning of a younger generation —

— it’s just possible that the “punishment” of exiling a dominant for being “too much like the sexy, rapey protagonist of the stories to which we get off” might not actually work.

If I could sail, do needlework, or take vacations, I’d be able to hoist a mast made of panties sewn together, and set off for Tahiti.

I really feel like that’s not what was intended when people decided I was a monster.

Here’s the bottom line:

Mob justice doesn’t work. Social shaming is a blunt instrument which does extraordinary harm, whether or not it also does good. But even if you ignore those things —

Calling #MeToo and shutting off kink practitioners, trying to remove their voices, attacking them and never having conversations —

— simply results in a world where they have more opportunities than you can imagine.

This is a bad method for dealing with consent issues. We need a better one.

Jeff Mach

(author, educator, dominant)

#baddom stayaway

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