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Hybrid! Yunho OneShot

This hasn't been proof-read so I apologise for mistakes!

Reader - Bat Hybrid Yunho - Dog Hybrid A little something for Valentine's Day because I'm lonely.

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Yunho enjoyed being outside in the winter, the cold was a lot easier to escape than the humid, burning sun.

It was more the aesthetic of going to a coffee shop and cozying up by the window that he enjoyed but he still appreciated the beauty that came with the late season.

It was also the season that managed to spike his Hybrid senses into overdrive, making him hyper-aware of everybody around him and being on edge whenever somebody came near him; even his closest friends had to be careful in the winter which made having a Christmas gathering a little awkward with a Retriever Hybrid constantly trying to bite back his growls.

He hummed as he blew over the top of his coffee, the cold air brushing over his skin as a rather comforting contrast.

Work had gotten too stressful for him and so he had convinced himself to call in sick so he could relax for the day.

He would’ve loved to have a big old fireplace where he could just sit and relax at home but he was certain it would go against the safety code of the building.

Yunho licked his dry lips as he looked around for a spot to sit but ended up pouting when every table was taken, meaning he would have to take one of the outside tables in the freezing cold and he was certain he had heard of a possible snowfall today.

Making himself comfortable, he buried his face into his scar a little more and cuddled his coffee with his bare hands as he was an idiot that morning and forgot to bring his gloves.

His roommate, Wooyoung (a Peacock Hybrid) had even stuck a sticky note on the fridge about not forgetting them, but Yunho had walked straight passed the fridge in order to make the breakfast menu at the coffee shop.

Freshly made croissants were a weakness and Yunho just couldn’t resist.

“E-excuse me?”

Yunho looked up to find a woman shyly peering at him from within her own scarf cover, and tilted his head to the side as he desperately tried to calm his Hybrid half down.

“May I…may I sit here, there aren’t any spaces inside,” she was almost whispering as she spoke and her gloved fingers were clenching and unclenching in a clear attempt to calm her anxieties down; something that made Yunho’s heart ache for her ever-so-slightly.

“Go for it,” he invited with a friendly smile and his tail wagged when she smiled back at him.

Yunho watched her for a few moments, taking note of the unusual ears atop her head and the slight miscolouring of her eyes; he couldn't detect what Hybrid she was and even his Retriever side was confused.

“I’m a bat,” her voice made him jump and she giggled, hand coming up to her mouth as she did.

“I didn’t mean to stare,” Yunho could feel his ears turning red as he replied, “It’s been a while since I’ve seen a Bat Hybrid out and about,” he remarked bashfully as the woman bowed her head with a matching colour of her cheeks.

“It messes with our sense of direction,” she explained with a laugh, “the sun I mean, we’re all a little partially sighted so being nocturnal is just sensible,” she continued as she picked up her own beverage, a fruity herbal tea, and took a sip.

“Is it that hard with sun out?” Yunho pondered with a cute quirk of his eyebrows and a wiggle of his tail as he seemed to forget that agitation the season brought with it.

“I don’t even understand it myself but it is difficult to navigate with the sun, it hurts our eyes even when looking at the ground,” she playfully puffed her cheeks up in mock annoyance and Yunho felt his entire body suddenly flush with warmth and fluttering.

“Wow, the most I have to deal with is winter agitation and getting distracted by people playing football,” he muttered and grinned when the bat hybrid burst into a fit of laughter.

“I have heard of dog hybrids doing that!” she covered her mouth again and Yunho desperately wanted to take her hands away to see what she looked like when she laughed; even though he knew it would still look both adorable and beautiful at the same time.

“Have you ever chased after a ball?” she was now fully facing him now, fingers scratching at her cup of herbal tea and nibbling at her already sore bottom lip.

“I did when I was a lot younger,” he admitted with a cheeky grin, “my friend Hongjoong had to literally tackle me to the floor to stop me and even though he’s tiny, he managed to do it,” he smiled at the memory and took a mental note to call Hongjoong later that day to catch up on things.

“I can’t imagine anybody taking you down,” it seemed she said this without meaning to and covered her mouth once more but this time in embarrassment, “I-I mean, you’re so tall and things,” she nervously giggled and scratched at her fluffy ears.

“Well, Hongjoong can do anything,” he pointed out and felt a sting of pride for his older friend, “even take down a giant,” he added and they both fell into playful banter, the weather no longer an issue and the sun seemingly not able to blind the Bat from the stunning man across from her.

The next time Yunho bumped into her, was when he was fully decked out in pyjamas and a big puffy coat; having run out of instant noodles for his dinner, he had decided to just pop down to the shop near his apartment building.

The winter night was bitterly cold but the sweet Bat hybrid was also doing a bit of late night shopping, which she quickly explained was actually her morning shopping if you took into account that she was normally a fully nocturnal person.

They spoke for so long that the shop owner, who had the heaviest bags under his eyes Yunho had ever seen, finally asked them to leave.

Only when they had said goodbye to each other did Yunho realise that he had forgotten both his noodles and to ask her what her name was.

“Yunho!” Wooyoung’s voice sang from the living room, making the retriever grunt from his bed, nice and toasty from the cold.

“Yunho, my little puppy!” his door was pushed open with reckless abandon and he was suddenly attacked by the younger male, straddling him with a wild grin on his attractive face.

“I had a late night, please,” Yunho mumbled trying to hide his smile as Wooyoung proceeded to nuzzle into him lovingly, behaviour that he did everywhere that made people believe they were a couple.

“And why was that, lover boy?” Wooyoung let out a loud laugh and sat back up so he could look down at his friend, “I’m aware you were speaking with your precious little batgirl, but you don’t have to turn nocturnal yourself,” he poked Yunho’s cheeks before smooching them with an over exaggerated MWAH leaving his lips.

“Okay, okay, get the hell off me,” Yunho laughed as the peacock let out another laugh and finally released him.

“Oh, and just saying,” Wooyoung stopped at the bedroom door, “your little batgirl goes to your Internet Café,” he looked over his shoulder at his now blushing friend.

“How do you know?”

“Yunho, she is a nocturnal hybrid and that’s rare to see in the daytime; she stands out quite a bit when she decides to be a daywalker,” Wooyoung then threw him a flirty playful smile, “you owe me a kiss,”

With a big eyeroll, Yunho threw his pillow at him.

In hindsight, having a crush on a purely nocturnal person probably wasn’t a good idea when your own biology was catered to being awake during the daytime.

But he was determined to get to know her, desperately wanted to see if there was any sort of hope for something to blossom between them.

Yawning behind his large hand, he flopped down on one of the chairs in the café and tapped into the system so he could try to calm his nerves by playing a game.

He was halfway through a dungeon mission when his eyes caught movement by the window he was sat at and quickly typed to his teammates that he’ll be right back.

His tail started to wag violently at the sight of her making her way to a computer in the far corner, not even noticing a very happy retriever but this was understandable as he also noticed the small guide stick, she was holding to help her avoid bumping into things.

He spotted her pulling a controller out of her bag and plugged it into the back of her computer and his lips spread out into a wide grin.

She played games!

It was something else that they had in common and he had to hold himself back from immediately running over to her to ask a hundred questions.

He un-paused his game and continued to lead the march through the virtual dungeons as a powerful wizard; maybe this will help him calm down a bit more before he would even think of going over to her.

It ended up working a little too well as he got immersed in the world he had been playing for years; a frustrated groan leaving him when he died for fifth time in one of the hardest dungeons in the game and he pulled at his fluffy ear out of habit to try and stop himself from yelling at the screen.

“Do you need any help?” he just about jumped out of his skin and grabbed the front of his chest, coughing at the quick intake of breath he just took which in turn made the adorable bat panic and hold onto his hand as if he was dying.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you!” she squeaked and patted his back as his coughing slowed down.

“You’re a ninja,” he commented as he finally stopped coughing, “I’m okay,” he added with a blush when he noticed she was still holding his hand.

“Sorry,” she smiled a bit and sat down next to him, controller in her other hand, “um…I heard you earlier getting annoyed,” she giggled slightly.

“Oh uh,” his ears must be on fire right now, “yeah, we’re having a bit of trouble with this dungeon,” he explained with a pout making his ears droop and the sight made the bat smile warmly.

“Well, I know the Elf class can heal the team a bit but I think you need a full-on healer,” she pointed out and then bashfully pressed buttons on her unplugged controller, “I wouldn’t mind helping you,” she whispered making his heart skip a beat as he took in how she seemed to shrink in her shyness.

“I’d love that,” he smiled before quickly adding, “what’s your name?”

And finally, he got his answer.

Wooyoung smiled as he watched Yunho on his computer, headset on and fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard as he barked orders at his teammates but then had a very soft voice when asking for a bit of healing.

It was quite funny to hear and Wooyoung was tempted to record him just so that he could then show Yunho the double standards he had.

“Are you okay? I have protect ready to go,” Yunho’s voice was soft again and Wooyoung snickered into his bubble tea, pizza in the other hand threatening to let melted cheese fall onto his jeans.

“I said right!” Yunho’s ‘Captain’ voice came out, a heavy sigh falling from his lips as it did so, “don’t go off on your own, we have sixteen levels left!”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes but looked over his shoulder to watch his friend have a battle with himself as he both tried to order and flirt at the same time.

“Do you have a shield ready for us?”

Quiet.

“If you need help, I’m right next to you,”

Wooyoung’s high pitched laughter finally came out and he fell back on the sofa, the actions and sound making Yunho nearly drop his mouse.

“Oh my god, you are so down bad,” Wooyoung cried covering his face to try and silence his laughter, but it didn’t work, especially when Yunho gave him a death glare as he tried to cover up the microphone.

“Yunho, is everything okay?” Y/Ns voice was laced with worry, and he smiled shyly even though nobody could see him apart from the peacock (he was convinced Wooyoung was also part Hyena) on the sofa, “should we pause?” she added, and her character even turned towards his.

“No, no, I’m okay,” he chuckled, “just a film my roommate is watching,”

A little laugh came from his teammates, but it was Y/Ns that made him want to melt into his chair.

Wooyoung was convinced he was going to get himself slapped around the head the moment Yunho got off the game; he quickly sent a text to his friend Changbin, grabbed his keys, boxed his pizza up and took it with him out of the apartment.

“My heal is on cooldown so be careful!” Y/N’s voice came through his headset, “I have aura-heal but that means you’ll have to be stuck to my side,” she muttered clearly displeased with the fact her team couldn’t move freely.

“It’s alright, Y/N, I have potions!” came a response from the archer, Mingi, “I can heal myself,”

“Me too!” the tank, Seonghwa added making his character wiggle around in a playful manner.

“I have potions too and if anybody goes down, I have revivals,” Yunho slumped back on his seat as they all waited for the long loading screens to finish.

“You have revivals?” Y/N gasped with excitement, "I haven’t learnt that spell yet, you legend!” she giggled and he returned his hands to the keyboard as the loading screen finally finished, a fluttery feeling in his chest as eh found he liked the fact that Y/N could rely on him; even if it was just in a game.

“Don’t compliment him too much, his ego will get even bigger,”

“Shut up, Mingi,”

It wasn’t long after having regular game nights, that Yunho finally worked up the courage to invite her to his apartment; mostly to hang out but to also meet Wooyoung.

The thought terrified Yunho, not because he didn’t want them to meet, but because he knew Wooyoung was going to tease him relentlessly.

He supposed it was a blessing that she was quite literally a creature of the night and therefore she would be there quite late, meaning Wooyoung would most likely be in his room trying to sleep.

“You’re going to wear the floor out,”

Yunho flinched at the sound of the peacock’s voice.

“What?”

Wooyoung snorted before looking to his strange alcoholic beverage, plastic umbrellas decorating the rim.

“You’re walking up and down in the same spot, I’m surprised you haven’t worn the floor out and said hello to our downstairs neighbours,” Wooyoung took a sip of the bright green liquid and almost purred at the taste.

“I don’t know how to calm down,” Yunho muttered and as if on cue, he began pacing up and down the hall again.

“Yuyu,” Wooyoung grabbed his friend’s bicep and forced him to stop, “if this woman is as nice as you go on about, then stop worrying, she’ll just be happy to spend time with you,” he explained with a much more serious expression than Yunho was used to, but he appreciated that Wooyoung was genuinely trying to help him.

“Have this,” he offered his toxic looking drink and Yunho pulled a worried face that made the peacock laugh, “relax, it’s Lime-Melon Soda,” he grinned, “it only has a small amount of alcohol because I must get up early tomorrow,”

Yunho chuckled before taking a cautious sniff, decided it was fine and then had a small mouthful.

“Not bad,” he giggled before shyly pulling the other man into a hug, “thanks Woo,” he felt his tail wagging and had to stop himself from rolling his eyes.

Damn thing always giving away how much he liked somebody.

“Just be calm around her, she’s a bat, right?”

Yunho nodded.

“So, she’s very aware of things around her,” Wooyoung then placed his hand on his own chest, “we gentle creatures are like that,”

This single comment sent Yunho into a fit of laughter with tears streaming down his face because out of all the words to describe his friend, gentle, would not be one of them.

“It wasn’t that funny!” Wooyoung shrieked before puffing his hair out of his face and walking into his room.

Once his laughter had finally stopped, he found himself staring right through the peephole to see if she was there yet almost jumping out of his skin when he realised that she was on the other side pacing just as he had been; clearly nervous herself.

“She’s here,” Yunho whispered before remembering that Wooyoung wasn’t beside him anymore.

He tried to focus on making sure that his tail wouldn’t wag when he heard her soft knocks on the door; taking a deep breath, he pulled the door open slowly to not startle her senses.

Her face practically lit up with both happiness and anxiety when they locked eyes.

“Come in, come in!” he ushered her inside and adjusted the heat in the apartment to making it slightly warmer.

If he was going to spend money on warming the place up, it was when Y/N was there.

“Wow is that your gaming area?” she gasped, and he couldn’t help but laugh when she practically hopped on her way to the set-up he had.

“Yeah, I have a set-up in my room as well,” he felt a little flustered admitting that he had a lot of gaming equipment but thankfully, she was also a very big gaming enthusiast.

“You’re so lucky, I can’t find the new Playstation anywhere,” she giggled and stroked the top of the machine, making Yunho flush as he thought about receiving a pet on the head from her.

“Well, he hunted it down,”

Both quickly turned to see Wooyoung peering out of his doorway at them with a knowing smirk on his lips.

“I’m Wooyoung, his roommate!” he explained and approached her with a slow pace.

“I’m Y/N, I’ve only heard you in the background when in games,” she admitted with a shy laugh.

“Because he’s a loudmouth,” Yunho commented and as if to prove his point, Wooyoun let out a shriek of denial.

“I’m the reasonable amount of volume, thank you very much, now I shall bid you good day,” he turned his nose up at them and strutted back to his room.

Y/N smiled up at Yunho once they were alone and he just about felt his heart plummet through his body as he realised why he had actually invited her.

“Um, would you like something to drink?” he stuttered and she nodded, fingers clutching her arm nervously.

“If you have anything blueberry flavoured,” she nibbled her lip as she walked towards the kitchen with him.

“I have a ramune,” he pulled it out of the fridge and handed it to her.

“Thank you!” she gasped and excitedly pressed the glass ball down to activate the drink, the bubbles jumping around her nose as she took a big gulp.

Yunho fixed himself an energy drink and they made themselves comfortable of the sofa, conversations about gaming and manga filling the air.

Both getting very expressive with their passion; Yunho was pretty sure that he’d never heard Y/N be this loud before.

“He was one of my first ever obsessions,” Y/N seemed surprised by her admission and buried her red face into the crook of her arm, “sorry, that was too much information,”

“Y/N, you seem to be forgetting that I have a poster of 2B from Nier on my wall,” he pointed out and nodded his head in the direction when she looked up.

“I guess we both enjoy pixel people,” Y/N snorted and took another gulp of her drink.

“Yeah, but having somebody real is good too,” Yunho chuckled and shuffled around on the sofa, so he was completely facing her.

“Yeah,” she agreed quietly and Yunho watching as several emotions washed over her face; her ears twitching in thought, “can I ask you something?”

“Of course,”

Y/N took a deep breath and locked eyes with him, making his breath catch in his throat.

“I don’t…” she paused, “I don’t know how to do this,” she laughed anxiously, “but I uh…” her eyes dropped from his and she almost seemed to curl into herself.

“Take your time,” Yunho encouraged as he heard his blood pump in his ears loudly.

“I really like you, Yunho,” she whispered with a shaky voice, “I don’t want to lose you as a friend though,” she added quickly, using her hair to try and cover her bashful expression.

Yunho all but started to choke on his own spit, causing Y/N to burst into panic and quickly rushed to get him a glass of cold water.

“Are you okay?!” she squeaked and handed him the glass, patting his back as he tried to get his breath back.

“M’fine,” he coughed and cleared his throat several times, hands shaking as he took a few sips of water, “I’m so, so fine,” he continued and gently pulled her down to his level, “I really like you too,” he finished with another clearing of his throat before pulling her towards him and gently kissing her.

Yunho’s large hands pulled her next to him on the sofa, where he then laid them on her waist and the back of her neck.

Y/N shivered as she tried to keep up with him, not experienced in these matters, but she practically beamed with pride when Yunho let out a small moan when her small fangs bit down on his bottom lip.

Her hands fixed either side of his neck, thumbs stroking the side of his face, an action that truly made Yunho feel treasured and it made his tail thump against the sofa; causing them both to start laughing into the kiss.

“Sorry, has a mind of it’s own,” Yunho grinned brightly when he noticed how out of breath she was.

“It’s cute,” she replied and brushed her fingers down it and took note of how Yunho sounded as if he was going to start choking again.

“Are we…” Yunho started as their lips met once again, “are we together now?” he groaned as Y/N’s arms threw themselves around his neck.

“I wouldn’t kiss anybody I wasn’t wanting a relationship with, silly pup,” she playfully bit his jaw, and it took everything in the dog hybrid to hold his hips from jerking upwards at the action.

“Good! Hopefully he’ll stop being a whining moron now!”

Y/N started to laugh again as Yunho let out a growl of annoyance and rested his head on the back of the sofa; the atmosphere changing in an instant.

“I’ll steal your feathers and sell them!”

[thetypingpup]

imagine san coming home after a hard day’s work to pup!you and pup!wooyoung, his puppies always meet him at the door to help San get comfortable and you can smell the stress waving off of him :( so to help him out you both pull his cock out and lick him up and down like a lollipop while he rubs you and wooyoungs head and scratches behind the ears 🥹 you and woo love the praises he gives (especially you) that you’re soaking wet, woo is such a great multitasker so he helps by pulling your panties to the side and gives you two fingers to ride on 🥹

you 🫵🏾 were sent to destroy me wtf anon 😤

please this is so fucking hot. just imagine how good wooyoung's fingers feel when you're rocking back and forth on them, feeling his digits effortlessly slip in and out of you. you can feel the puffs of air from his breathy whines against your lips, right around the turgid flesh of san's cock. your ears twitch at the sounds of wooyoung's whines and san's deep groans of pleasure, your tongue darting out to please him more. you start to get lost in the pleasure of wooyoung's thrusting fingers, those surges of pleasure just too enticing to ignore. you sit back on your heels, shamelessly rocking your hips against his hand, trying to drive his fingers even deeper. wooyoung smirks at your distracted state, taking the opportunity to wrap his lips around san's cock and gulp down the emerging precum for himself.

"mmm, good boy." san groans out his praise, reaching down to scratch between wooyoung's fluffy ears. wooyoung hums happily at this, suckling on the tip and letting his lips slide down lower. you hadn't even realized your eyes were closed until you opened them sharply, and you whine at the attention wooyoung is getting. you mouth at the rest of san's length, tongue laving over all his sensitive spots, pawing at his thigh, determined to get him to pay attention to you too. your motions falter when you feel a thumb press firmly against your clit and stroke the sensitive bud in smooth motions.

"aww, you seem a little distracted, puppy." san chuckles at your desperation, seeing how frantically you clamor for pleasure and attention. he knows just how overwhelmed you are, seeing how your tail wags wildly in excitement, hearing how you struggle to form sounds let alone words, watching as you bounce on wooyoung's fingers while your tongue fervently laps at san's cock. it's endearing, how lost you get in the eroticism of it all, and the desperate gleam in your eyes only turns them both on more.

"wooyoung, be a good boy and keep making her feel good." san nods to the other pup, who nods and starts thrusting his fingers even deeper, reaching that spot within you that has you howling in bliss. with a smirk, wooyoung wraps his lips around the head of san's cock, keeping an eye on your trembling form. san scratches behind your ears, and the added affection has you cumming around wooyoung's fingers in no time.

"good girl. that's a good girl." you hear through the haze of your orgasm, and even as you lose yourself to ecstasy, your ears strain to hear more of his praise,

[kuromiiy]

two is better than one

.pairing. foxhybrid!wooyoung x reader x cathybrid!san

.warnings. smut, fingering, pussy eating, blowjob, breeding, spanking, toys, threesome, humping, cum

.synopsis. your life with your two loves.

.tags. smut, fluff, hybrids, polyamory

first of all, both of them acquire your unwavering attention

if they don’t, they’ll form an alliance (like always) and act like they’re dying from heavy neglect

always so dramatic i swear

especially woo, both in fox or hybrid form he’ll lie on his back, paws up and all, acting like he got shot and acts as if he’s dead

the first time he did this you almost had a heart stroke

sannie will pout and get all teary eyed at you

it always works and he knows that very well

anyways, they have soooo much love to give so they need the love they give back

only makes sense to them

they will follow you anywhere, back then when you adopted them it was cute but now…

even when you need to use the bathroom, one will sit on the sink and the other will lean on the door

chatting as if it’s completely normal

hate when you leave without them!!

but hate it even more when you take one of them and the other has to stay at home, the jealousy is real

like, one time you had to take san to the vet and you figured it would be better if woo would stay at home

woo didn’t understand that tho so he accused you, that you rather go out with sannie than him

as if you never go out with him smh so you took him with you

end of story, the vet suggested to take a look at woo too and best believe he never utters a word anymore when he has to stay at home lmao

so back to jealousy

normally both of them aint jealous at all, they always share and willingly too but sometimes

sometimes they (read san) get jealous over the smallest shit

wooyoung got a new toy cause he destroyed his fave one? sans jealous af he wants a new toy too! not fair

but you always try to treat both the same, get them the same stuff etc so it doesn’t really happen often

san and woo love to shift and play

they will chase each other around the whole house and play hide and seek

so adorable to watch, except they really don’t give a damn about their surroundings

it took you 5 new vases to finally set some ground rules

woo builds nests with your clothes and blankies and its so cute to see him roll around in them

and at the beginning he let no one in, not even san, who would beg on his knees

so the day he grabbed you both and dragged you into his precious nest was so overwhelming

you cried a little tbh

since then you also love to lie in there and chill

you might not know but it makes woo so happy to see you in his nest voluntarily he could move trees

cuddling is a must. everyday, same time, for 1:30h

if out of whatever reason its not doable they will sulk and whine about it for WEEKS

will scent you every 30mins too its just necessary. yeah, thats the whole explanation

but you love the feeling for them curling in your arms, faces in your neck and the purrs

THE PURRS

sannie purrs very very steady and loud

sometimes he starts just from looking at you

he loves you that much!!

woo also purrs but its more subtle but its there

so whenever y’all lie together there will be purrs for days

woo also squeaks when hes happy or excited

both are pretty possessive

so when you have people over, they’ll both try and sit on your lap and kiss and scent your neck like crazy

your friends told you it looks really funny

as mentioned they’ll go against you often so expect to be hugged by woo so tight you can’t move, while sannie literally attacks you with smooches and kisses

apropos kisses

they’ll line up to get their goodbye kisses, hello kisses, good night and good morning kisses

they take this very serious

mature content

very very high sex drive

both of them

everyday when you wake up, you feel something hard against your ass

sometimes they’ll wake you up with humping against you

morning sex basically isn’t negotiable as they need relief to start the day in a good mood

you love to suck their cocks buttt

your pleasure is the most important thing especially for san

will never cum before you and wooyoung

good luck getting him to move from between your legs

very very good at eating pussy and he’s so enthusiastic about it too

will purr because you taste so good

he always doms too, no matter for who

he likes to get his rim eaten but would actually hiss if someone would try to put a finger in there

he cums a lot, like A LOT

to the point where the whole bed is straight up wet

thick cum too and he loves to cum on your and woo’s face

he’s so sexy while cumming too, groans loudly and pants like a dog (don’t let him hear that)

always includes woo too, for example

he’s fucking you into the mattress, his left hand draws steady circles on your clit and his right hand fingers wooyoung open

will mark you two but only sometimes cause he’s too busy yk?

loves to praise you and woo

“god, aren’t you my good girl?”

“fuck woo, such a sweet hole, all mine”

“i love you both so much, fuck, gonna stuff you full. both nice and bred”

wooyoung on the other hand is very subby, a bratty sub but never too extreme

loves to get fucked by the both of you

will literally cum at the sight of your sweet cunt hovering over his cock and sannies huge dick on his entrance

he’s extremely loud in bed, always whines and moans, if you’re hitting his sweet spot he’ll straight up scream your name

loves to use toys and get spanked on his juicy ass

he’s pretty possessive of both of you so he marks you up to the point it hurts when breathing

will bite a lot and hard

you and san always end up looking like an wild animal attack you

such a huge tease, will present and shake his ass to get what he wants

so basically whenever you come back from who knows where, you’re greeted with panting, moaning and skin slapping

he’s got a filthy mouth

“aaahg sannie! fuck me harder, love your huge cock”

“i wanna have your kittens so bad”

“please, yn, faster! wanna cum in my pussy so bad”

longest yall fucked were almost 2:30h

you and woo passed out and san literally couldn’t get hard for 2 days lmao

you and woo love to dress up to surprise sannie

like you wore a sexy red lace set and woo wore a slutty bralette with a waay too short skirt with knee highs

san almost collapsed but made sure both of you couldn’t walk straight anymore

[atinycafe]

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- longing for your owners!ot8!ateez, who had left hybrid!you alone at home, you reach for the phone seeking comfort. - hyungline!ateez headcanons about the first time u meet them - atz headcanons about reader being unusually silent when drunk - atz headcanons about reader hugging a pillow 2 sleep - atz headcanons about making out with them on a chase atlantic beat - atz headcanons on them using "tiny" during sex [nsfw]

ddeonghwa

- biker!seonghwa vs bimbo!reader [suggestive] - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help)

joongi

- a long-awaited reunion in hongjoong's creative studio leads to soft moment - hurt 2 comfort with hongjoong [light angst] - hongjoong and your first subdrop [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - primal play with predator!joong [nsfw] - soft sex w joong [nsfw]

yunni

- during a late-night math session, you're visited by spiderman!yunho - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help) - yunho fucks your nightmare away [nsfw] - choking kink w yunho [nsfw] - some boxer!yunho timestamps

hehetmon

- you admit something to vampire!yeosang [suggestive] - prince!yeosang rubs oil in your hair (cuz he loves brown girls) - yeosang and his oral fixation aka he loves boobies [nsfw]

sanni

- babying and doing san's eyebrows - ceo!san leaves u alone in ur bed 4 a meeting - sangi taking care of sick you - phone sex with daddy!san [nsfw] - pregnant reader faints [slight angst] - emperor!san x empress!reader

mangi

- mingi taking care of drunk you - sangi taking care of sick you (i have a thing 4 mingi taking care of me and i think it shows) - roommate!mingi is a big pervert [nsfw]

wooyo

- wooyoung playfully interrupts your asmr session, expressing his jealousy in a dramatic yet affectionate manner. - hybrid!wooyo plays a little game with you in your bathtub [nsfw] - overstimulation w meandom!woo [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - zombie au

jjong

- exbf!jongho misses u but u... miss him too? - jongho teases u

other works can be found here

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THE 'U' IN 'US' - AN ATEEZ SERIES - MASTERLIST

Summary: You weren't really the lonely girl™ of campus, but it does feel like it when you look around, and there's no one by your side when everyone else are talking and whispering between each other. You did have "friends", more like "group projet friends" that you managed to get for yourself, but they were the ones that were real close, you were there only when they had an extra empty seat. But it seems like the gods above took your nonchalant facade as a challenge. Oh, you don't think you need friends to survive through college? Bet.

Pairing: Non! idol OT8 ateez x reader (friendship)/ a secret pairing will be coming 👀

Tags: college! au; hybrid! au; ateez! au; fluff (a whole lot of fluff and wholesomeness); angst; hurt/comfort; mentions of loneliness and insecurities; mentions of hybrid mistreatment and abuse

WC: 7,5 k

If anyone it's interested in being tagged, let me know!

Ateez Masterlist

Part 1 - New Encounters

THE INTRO

CHAPTER ZERO

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

Part 2 - New Life, Same People

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR coming soon

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Ateez Reaction:

Them being hybrids with a human S/O

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Hybrid Ateez and their human S\O

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HongJoong:

HongJoong being a wolf hybrid. wolves being know for loyal, educated, Intelligence and strong tie to families. Being the leader in his pack of mix hybrids, he always cares and defends his friends and family. He was mostly a lone wolf without a mate until he met you.

You and HongJoong met at a hybrid café tho you were a human. You two met a few time before Hongjoong asked you out on a coffee date. From there you as his s/o have been with Hongjoong for near 4 years. There has been a few time that Hongjoong thought he may be not good enough for you cause he was a hybrid but you proven him wrong. He's happy to have someone like you in his life either as A human or a hybrid.

You are his Mate

SeongHwa:

Seonghwa the charming yet sweet red panda hybrid. being the oldest in the group of mix hybrids. Seonghwa is loving and protective but in his way that only those close to him knows about. Being a red panda has it perks at times but it also has it con except when he was out on his walk and met you.

You was on the bench doing some sketching on your drawing book. When you as Seonghwa as he was looking at you, you were shy by his beautiful charms and red panda energy. You two chat over for a bit and for a while, you got to know Seonghwa as he did the same for you. Soon you two started dating cause Seonghwa and You grew feeling for each other over time. You were getting used to Seonghwa hybrid side which you alway from cute and would get to pet his ear.

Seonghwa was more then happen to have you as his human S/O

Yunho:

Yunho as fox hybrid is beautiful, sly and playful. Being one of the tallest hybrids in his friends group. Yunho loves to pick on and teases those who are shorter then him while he best friend his Mingi.

During the day it was snowing. Yunho met you at a store as you were trying to reach something on a top shelf. Having a big heart and playful expression. You and Yunho met up quite a lot on days he wasn't busy. Soon you and Yunho started dating, You get to play and touch Yunho ears and tail since he finds it comfortable.

Yunho is more then happy to have you as his human S/O cause he get to share his passion with you

Yeosang:

Yeosang as Racoon hybrid usual has a few flaws. Raccoon are usual known to be a pest and thieves but not Yeosang. Yeosang is sweet, insecure and kind to those in his family and friends. Yeosang is normally insecure for his markings cause he finds them ugly and thinks he looks unattractive with them.

You as he S/O of 3 years love everything about him. His markings, his expression and everything about him attracts you to him. You met him at a skate park as he was skateboarding around before he accident ended up crashing into you. After many apologies and offer to repay for crashing into you, You get to know him well and his hybrid side as he is very shy being himself around you.

He's grateful you don't find him disgusting

San:

San as a sugar glider hybrid tend to sleep a lot during the day. His cheery and mischief are active during the night. So when he was out to do some late night activities, He met you at a festive as you saw him covering his ear cause of how sensitive they were. You were sweet to have earmuffs and cover his ears so the loud sounds were muff as San blushed while smile at you kindness.

After that day You two had met up a lot til he asked you out on a date. Now your his S/O of a year and 4 months, He was warm and cuddly during times when you two take a nap. Being a human san had sure to not harm you with his sharp nails when you two hold hands or have intimate sessions.

San's happy to have you in his life.

Mingi:

Mingi another tall get in the group would be a Panda Hybrid. Cuddly, shy and clingy he may be but don't let his cute side fool you. He can be quite the handful guy til he opens up to those around him.

You as his human S/O love this big man. Going on dates with him when he isn't busy with tour or work was lovely. He met you during one of the events with him and his team as you were just minding your own business. You were surprised at first to see someone like him but happy to get to know him and is now dating this Panda Hybrid.

Mingi was more then happy to show you off to the world if he could get the chance to lol

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung a tiger hybrid is smug, clingy, cheeky and sometime passive aggressive. Wooyoung loves attention and is easily jealous when he attention is taken from him. Especially if his S/O attention was taken from him.

You as his human S/O knows the wrath if Wooyoung is jealous. Luckily always manage to get around it by giving him kisses, making his favorite food or spending long session with cuddles. Wooyoung takes pride as he know brags about how he luck to have someone like you in his arms and no one else.

"Babe of course I would show you off if it means to show everyone your mine"

Jongho:

Jongho the fearsome Lion hybrid. He take pride in what he does for his group of friends and family. If you make him angry, well might not see another day. He's very protective and supportive to the one's he love, even his Human S/O.

You as his Human S/O is his precious treasure. You and Jongho met during his tour as he found you the most charm/beautiful human he ever saw. Getting to know each after exchanging numbers, You manage to capture his heart as he did the same to you as now you two been dating for over a year. Jongho can easily jealous if another human tires to hit on you when he is or isn't around.

In his eyes, your his lioness and the love of his life...

[kitten4sannie]

27 - ꜰᴜʀʀʏ/ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ - ᴡᴏᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ

ꜱᴘɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍɪʟᴋ

pairing: fox hybrid! wooyoung x cat hybrid! reader (fem) feat. owners seongjoong

summary: you mess around with a new hybrid playmate while your owners go out to eat.

w.c: 3.4k

warnings: dom leaning! wooyoung, sub leaning! reader, these mfs are in HEAT, pet names, praise, kissing, food play, nipple play (m receiving), grinding, breeding kink (it’d be an actual crime if i didn’t include this) unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: on all levels except physical i am a kitty - meow

okay but fr i’ve always wanted to write a hybrid au so i’m so glad i finally did!! it was so fun ahhhh <3 also there's only one more fic to go ;; thank you for coming on this filthy journey with meee <3

FFF Masterlist

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“Y/N, I’m home!” your owner Hongjoong called out, standing near the doorway of his apartment next to his friend Seonghwa, who he had a fat crush on, and of course, his companion Wooyoung, a beautiful red fox hybrid who was a sneaky little troublemaker with a heart of gold. “And I brought company, so make sure you have some clothes on!”

Ears twitching at the sound of your owner’s voice, you pulled yourself out of the cat nap you were taking on Hongjoong’s bed and pounced into his open closet to find one of his oversized hoodies and some booty shorts to put on. Yawning dramatically, you headed out into the living room, seeing Seonghwa give you a smile and a wave. You reciprocated, but suddenly went still upon seeing the hybrid you had never encountered before besides the times Hongjoong made you interact with him over FaceTime, your tufted ears now on high alert.

Wooyoung reacted differently, his mind yelling ‘Kitty! Must scent!’, immediately heading in your direction to do just that, but getting pulled back when Seonghwa placed his hands onto his shoulders, hearing him go ‘uh-uh-uh.’

Hongjoong walked over to you and gave you a hug, running his hand down your fluffy tail to get it to go from a standing position to a relaxed one. “Don’t be so scared, sweetheart. You’ve talked to him before. He’s been really excited to meet you in person, you know.” Seeing your apprehension, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, stroking your hair in a comforting manner. “I just thought you could hang out with someone new. Do you remember me telling you about this a couple days ago? How Daddy wants you to meet new hybrids so you can socialize?”

You thought about it for a minute, going back through the past week, your freshest memory being of your trip to the mall with Hongjoong. He bought you a new plushie and some new cat grass after you tossed the other one off of the balcony when you were having a fit. He used half of the spray bottle on you that day.

“Uh…not really,” you replied honestly, idly grabbing onto Hongjoong’s sleeve and holding it, looking past him, studying the fox that was staying still in his owner’s grasp. He didn’t look too scary now that you weren’t so caught off guard by a person who wasn’t your owner or his boyfriend. Friend. You weren’t sure because Hongjoong always got pouty whenever you asked. You tilted your head, finding Wooyoung’s outfit to be really adorable. He had a few pink heart-shaped clips in his hair, keeping some of his cherry-red bangs out of his eyes. He was wearing a cute oversized sweater too, one that was hanging off one of his shoulders and had a tiny heart over the breast. To make you ever more jealous of his look, he was wearing your favorite brand of athletic shorts, ones with white stripes going down the sides. You wanted to take a trip to his closet one day. You were tired of exploring Hongjoong’s, only ever finding empty bottles of cat nip that you had raided without his knowledge and random books about romance.

Wooyoung’s white-tipped fox ears perked up upon eye contact, his nose twitching a few times, taking in your scent from far away. It was comforting. Like fresh laundry and some kind of soap. Sniff. Kiwi scented soap, to be exact. Would your skin taste like kiwis too? He would have to conduct an experiment. Hopefully, you would like him, so he could get close. He loved kitties. He really liked to tease them and get them all riled up, always wanting to watch their tails puff up, but Seonghwa told him not to do that anymore. It worked out though, because his favorite thing was when he made them purr. It always made him feel really warm inside, sometimes so warm he felt like his tummy was on fire.

Hongjoong sighed, but gave your head a reassuring pat, causing you to push your head into his hand when he started to pull it away, patting it some more as a result. “Well, it’s time you met Wooyoung in person, don’t you think?” You gave him a small nod, opting to climb onto the large plush couch and sitting with your tail curled around you. Hongjoong walked over to you and murmured, “You might become good friends, sweetheart. Plus, he brought you some snacks so be a good girl and tell him thank you, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy,” you nodded, nuzzling your owner’s hovering hand, before looking to Seonghwa, who gave you another soft smile and released his grip on Wooyoung. You blinked for a second and the eager fox hybrid was already sitting on the couch next to you, setting down the plastic bag he had and leaning in to give your neck a few sniffs. You smelled even better up-close, unknowingly encouraging him to move his face into your soft hair, his nose brushing over your human ear, making you shiver. You stayed still, getting used to his scent as well. It was warm like cinnamon sticks and sweet like maple syrup. Yummy. Neither of you spoke, simply taking in each other’s scents and body language, exchanging intense eye contact, as though you were figuring each other out.

Hongjoong walked back over to Seonghwa and leaned against him, elbowing him gently in the ribs through his long, black coat. “Do you think they’ll be fine on their own?”

“I think so. They’re both well trained.” Seonghwa nodded his head, smiling down at Hongjoong, suddenly rubbing his stomach and groaning when he felt hunger pains. “We should probably head to the restaurant soon. I’m starving.”

Both Hongjoong and Seonghwa said bye to the both of you, but neither of you were really paying attention, only waving your hands in their direction, your eyes still locked onto one another’s, getting closer and closer as time went by.

Hongjoong grabbed his bag and coat, then headed to the door with Seonghwa, only stopping once he closed the door behind the both of them. Seonghwa walked a few feet down the hall, but staying still when he realized that Hongjoong was standing still. “What’s wrong?” he asked, pushing a hand into his coat pocket.

Locking the door, Hongjoong caught up to Seonghwa, saying concernedly, “Y/N hasn’t been fixed. Is Wooyoung fixed?”

Walking down the hallway at a leisurely pace, Seonghwa hit the elevator button, realizing, “No, actually. Do you think that’ll be a problem?”

Remembering how cautious you were around Wooyoung, Hongjoong shook his head and laughed at the thought of you actually engaging with Wooyoung in such a way. Plus, you never showed that kind of interest in anyone, except for him. He didn’t have anything to worry about. “No, I think we’re probably fine. She’s a good girl.” Stepping into the elevator with Seonghwa, he looked down at his friend’s hand, which was mere inches away from his, gulping, his ringed fingers twitching slightly.

“Wooyoung’s feisty, but won’t push anything on another hybrid if they disapprove.” Watching the numbers on the elevator slowly go down, Seonghwa pressed his shoulder into Hongjoong’s smaller one, able to notice how he tensed up. The backs of his fingers just barely began to brush over his friend’s, making him feel warm, but not able to pull through and actually attempt to hold his hand.

“That’s good.” Hongjoong focused intently on the numbers on the screen above him, taking in a deep breath and moving his fingers against Seonghwa’s, just barely interlocking their pinky fingers together.

“Good, yeah,” Seonghwa replied softly, his heart about to beat out of his chest, swallowing his nerves down like he would with the wine he was about to drink at the restaurant. He squeezed Hongjoong’s pinky against his own. “Very good.”

“Absolutely.” Hongjoong felt like he was going to melt into the floor, not realizing he was holding his breath until he started to feel a little lightheaded.

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“Youngie,” you accidentally blurted out, shivering as Wooyoung’s rough tongue came in contact with your neck, whining when he pulled the collar of your hoodie down to get better access to your collarbone area. He said he wanted to see if you tasted like kiwis because of Hongjoong’s shampoo. You weren’t sure if it worked like that, but it couldn’t hurt to try. Though, it tickled a lot and Wooyoung’s scent was making you feel really warm.

Wooyoung let out a small chirp-like sound of approval at your nickname for him, stopping mid-lick to push his head into yours, nuzzling you. “I like that, Kitty. Keep calling me that.”

Your ears flattened into your hair, and your heart thumped away inside your chest. “Okay, Youngie. Please call me Kitty from now on too. I like it.” Running your fingers over the wet sections of your neck, you asked, “So did it taste like kiwi?”

“Uh-uh.” Wooyoung pouted for a second, only to smile brightly when he remembered about the snacks he brought. He turned his body to reach into the plastic bag next to him, pulling out two cartons of strawberry milk and handing you one, taking out a bag of de-pitted cherries as well. Seonghwa always took the pits out so he didn't have to worry about Wooyoung choking. “Snack time!”

Poking the straw through the box and taking a few gulps of the drink, you jumped slightly and turned your body towards the other hybrid’s, remembering Hongjoong’s words. “Thank you, Youngie.”

Slurping a couple cherries into his mouth and gobbling them down without much thought, he turned his body towards yours as well, speaking with his mouth full, “Welcome, Kitty. Want a cherry?” When you nodded, he took a bite of another one and pressed it to your lips, tilting his head to the side when you gingerly nibbled on it, your cheeks flushed. “Something wrong?”

“It’s an indirect kiss,” you murmured shyly, taking the rest of the cherry into your mouth when he pushed it inside and chewing it.

Wooyoung took a sip of his milk, batting his long eyelashes at you, his big, bushy tail idly flicking at one of your bare thighs. “You want a direct one?”

“I-i mean, well, um…yes…” you stuttered out, barely able to handle Wooyoung pouncing on you, almost making you knock your milk carton over. He smelled so good. So yummy. You really wanted to taste him.

“Here I come, kitty cat.” Resting one hand near your head on the cushion below and leaning down towards you, he took a bite of a cherry and chewed, pressing it down onto your lips and rubbing the juices around. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips onto yours, idly licking the sweetness off of them, slowly deepening the kiss once you lowered your carton to the floor and wrapped your arms around his neck.

He blindly reached for another cherry or two. Kiss. kiss. kiss. Lick. Lick. Lick. Wooyoung’s tongue began to eagerly explore your mouth, licking at the roof of your mouth and at one of your inner cheeks, eventually focusing on your rough tongue, slurping it into his mouth like he did with the cherry and sucking on it. With your bodies and fluffy tails entwined, the fox hybrid began to rut himself against you out of habit, his hardened cock rubbing deliciously on your clit, the material of your tiny, thin shorts offering you pleasure as well.

Mewling into the hybrid’s mouth, you broke the kiss, your glistening lips connected with a few strings of saliva, your combined pheromones making the both of you feel like you were on fire and in need of more stimulation. Now feeling comfortable, you took the half-empty milk carton from his hand and pushed him onto the floor, hearing him let out a surprised yelp, not wasting any time landing down onto him with one leg in between his and the other pressing on the outside of it. “Kitty wants to play. Kitty wants to taste Youngie.”

Wooyoung took the carton from you and lifted his sweater up and over his tiny pink nipples, tilting the carton, pouring the milk onto the both of them, purring, “Taste me, Kitty. I know you want milk.”

As your irises grew to the size of saucers, you leaned yourself down onto him, lapping the sweet, sticky liquid from his nipples one at a time, sucking on them to make sure you cleaned them properly. “Mm, yummy. More, Youngie. More milk.”

Flustered and turned on, Wooyoung felt like he was about to blow his load from feeling your tiny sandpaper-like tongue on his sensitive chest. He poured a bit more milk onto himself, the liquid trickling down his abdomen this time. When you dove back in to lap up the milk from his nipples, your tongue slid back and forth over them at an increasingly desperate speed, making him moan more and more, unable to hold back. “Feels really good. Kitty’s making Youngie feel so hot.”

Your pussy pulsed and your ears twitched slightly from the praise you were receiving. It made you want more. You dragged your tongue down his soft body, still lapping at the milk, moving lower and lower until you got to the waistband of his shorts. Sniffing at the smell of pre-cum soaking through the thin material, you instinctively rubbed your cheek against his clothed cock, giving it a few experimental licks, feeling it twitch against your tongue.

Wooyoung whined softly, pulling his shorts down, his cock springing up into your face, your eyes focusing on the shiny reddened tip. “I have more milk for you, Kitty. Lick and suck, and it’ll come out.”

“Okay, Youngie.” You were familiar with oral because Hongjoong always let you do it to him when he woke up with morning wood, giving you a tummy full of cum to tide you over until breakfast. Feeling your shorts stick to your pussy with a heavy amount of arousal, you licked up the shaft like you were working with a dripping ice cream cone, slowly allowing it into your warm mouth and bobbing your head at a steady pace, drooling onto it.

Wooyoung arched his back, grasping at the carpet below with his free hand, whining and moaning, his voice coming out higher-pitched than before. "So good," he sighed out, gazing down at you with glossy, dilated eyes. "Don't stop, Kitty..."

You alternated between licking all around it and sucking on it, your rough tongue sending shivers up his spine, his fluffy tail jolting every now and then. When you pushed the majority of Wooyoung's pulsing cock into your mouth, the fox moaned wantonly, letting go of the milk carton, not noticing when it began to leak out into the plush carpet. He was too focused on how good it felt to have a pretty kitty play with his cock. So good, he might-

“Mmm…!” you reacted, feeling Wooyoung’s cum spilling down your throat, pulling away to have it shoot out onto your tongue in spurts. You swallowed it down in gulps, his cum so hot and thick it made you crave more, but wanting it inside your pussy instead. “Want more milk. Want it inside me. In my special place.”

Wooyoung’s ear rotated in different directions, his cock instantly coming to life upon hearing your soft-spoken request. “Kitty can have all of my milk,” he answered, reaching down to help you slip out of your shorts, a long, thick bead of arousal dripping off of your cunt and onto his twitching length. “Come on, kitty cat. Let’s breed~”

Wooyoung’s words made your brain short-circuit, not even realizing what was happening until got onto the hybrid's lap, feeling something warm and heavy filling you up to the brim, your tight cunt already clenching around whatever was pumping in and out of you. Oh, Youngie’s thick cock. It was already deep inside you, sending pleasant chills up your spine, your fluffy tail coiling around one of the fox’s thighs. "Youngie," you purred, not even moving yourself, simply letting the fox eagerly slam his hips up into yours, the loud slapping sounds like music to your fluffy ears. You loved the sound of breeding. It made you feel so warm. So hot.

Panting, Wooyoung made a low, guttural sound, his irises blown wide, suddenly grabbing your body and switching your positions, this time laying himself down against your back, the front of you pressing into the soft carpet. When you looked back up at him with surprise, your eyebrows still drawn from the pleasure, Wooyoung responded by fucking you a lot faster than before now that he was in full control. “This is a better position for breeding, Kitty. Want you to have a full litter.”

All this talk about breeding and having kitties of your own, fox hybrid kitties at that, made you almost feel a little dizzy. You just met Youngie in person today, but you already wanted him to take care of you when you were full for him, have him protect you from harm, and love you. “Give Kitty Youngie’s milk. Want your kits in me. In Kitty’s breeding hole.”

Hearing you talk about the kits that he could help you produce sent him into an instinctive frenzy, fucking you hard into the soft floor, his hands squeezing into your bouncing ass on each side, kneading it and watching his cock disappear inside your slick cunt over and over. Making you let out deep purrs mixed with whiny, desperate mewls, Wooyoung hunched over you, burying his face into your neck, licking and sucking it, murmuring, “Kitty sounds so pretty. I like hearing Kitty’s pretty purring and moans…”

His praise and his ability to send you in an almost mind-melting state of pleasure made you revel in the fact that Wooyoung was your new special friend, hoping you could see him again soon in case he didn’t successfully breed you this time. “Youngie, it’s coming out,” you moaned, only having to get filled up with his cock one last time, before your release began pouring out of you.

“Kitty’s so wet and warm,” Wooyoung sighed deeply, slamming his hips into yours a few more times, your extra tight hole drawing whiny-sounding moans from his lips, his body starting to jolt. He squeezed your ass tightly, spurting his thick seed deep into your womb, barely able to moan, “Take my milk, little kitty. Wanna see you so full for me next time I see you. Wanna see you make your own milk for me.”

“Kitty wants Youngie’s kits…” you purred back, your lower half shuddering a bit after getting creampied. “Wanna make my own milk so that you can taste it.” You looked back at him to give him a sheepish smile, your tail swishing around and tickling the hybrid’s chest.

“I’ll give you my kits, kitty cat,” he reassured, pressing his lips to your head, rubbing your hips in a soothing way. He licked your earlobe, drawing more purrs from you. “And I’ll be sure to drink your milk. I promise~”

You began to purr even louder, relishing the thought of being Wooyoung’s mate, able to get bred and tasted by him whenever you both felt like it. Feeling Wooyoung slowly pull out, you whined at the emptiness and the feeling of his seed slowly dribbling out of you. You rested your sweaty face against the carpet, so fucked-out your small tongue slid out of your mouth, still feeling your heart pound inside your chest. You really liked Youngie. You wanted to see him again, and you were about to tell him, but the door unlocked and swung open.

“I told you not to have that last glass, dumbass,” Hongjoong scolded Seonghwa, despite the fierce blush on his face. His friend was leaning against him and nuzzling the side of his head, sufficiently drunk. Seonghwa mumbled something incoherently, his eyes shut, but suddenly opened them up when he heard his friend gasp out loud.

“No! Bad Y/N!” he started, already running over to the kitchen to grab the spray bottle, encouraging you to tiredly crawl into Wooyoung’s lap and rest your face in the crook of his neck, purring softly from taking in your mixed scents. Hongjoong stood in front of the both of you, looking between your naked sweaty bodies, slowly lowering the bottle to his side as to not ruin an (admittedly) cute moment. He instead faced Seonghwa who plopped down onto the couch and sunk into it, ready to fall asleep. “Aren’t you upset, Seonghwa? Wooyoung isn’t fixed. He probably–”

Seonghwa shook his head, pointing down to the carpet where a spot had formed on the dark carpet. “No, I think we’re good. He definitely pulled out. Just like I taught him.” He reached down to pat Wooyoung’s head, smiling softly down at his companion. “Good job, sweetie.”

Wooyoung chirped at his owner’s praise, still nuzzling you, holding you close, finding the vibrations of your constant purring to be extremely therapeutic.

Hongjoong walked up to the carpet and leaned down, inspecting it closely. “Are you sure this is cum? It’s not white or anything.” He placed his hands on his hips, looking down at Wooyoung with a stern expression, making the fox hybrid gulp. “What is that stain, Wooyoung?”

Knowing he wasn’t lying, Wooyoung rubbed your back in small circles, chiming with a proud smile, flashing his canine teeth up at the man. “It’s milk.”

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[hwashotcheeto]

I've sent this to another account but I have to say it here. Black Cat hybrid Wooyo x Witch/Wizard Reader

👀 Anon, you get a gold star for this.

⭐️

I'll make an exception for lil ramble thoughts because I love this.

Fluff first, smut below, no warnings, have fun. 💜

Black Cat!Wooyoung would be so cute. 😭 With his fluffy cute ears, his little tail, aughhh I love kitty hybrids.

You're doing your little witchy things in your cottage, looking over your spell books or sorting through your herbs when he comes along and nudges you for attention.

"What you doin?" He asks you as he nuzzles his head into yours, hugging you from behind.

"Working," you say, continuing your task.

But Wooyoung wanted your attention. He didn't want you to bother with the herbs, or the books, he just wanted you.

When you brought him in on that dark night he pawed at your door, he knew you were a witch, and he didn't care, he was just happy to have a home.

And slowly, a love grew between you two. He loved you, he adored you, and everything you did. You loved your sweet, chaotic kitty.

Except now, when he was deliberately trying to pull you away from your current task.

"But love, I need your help," he whines, hugging you tighter, trying to pull you away from the counter.

"Wooyoung-"

"Pleaseeee, you've been working all day, I want attention."

You turned around to tell him off, but when you saw the big eyes he was giving you, the pout, the way his ears were down, your frustration and resistance melted away.

"Okay, fine, we can cuddle, kitty," you sighed. Wooyoung happily mewed as he hugged you tight again, and you smiled as you hugged him back.

Smut under here 👀

But could you IMAGINE how Wooyoung would squeak and mew when you fuck him?? SO SUBBYYY!

Riding him or fucking him bent over, making him scream and squeal, mewing out desperately, crying out your name for more.

"Mistress/Master, please don't stop! I can take it, please, give me more! Don't stop!"

And so you do, and you watch him melt and cry and squirm, screaming your name, so blissed out and overwhelmed, just how he wants.

Because he's so obsessed with you, your touches, the love you give him.

And if he eats you out/sucks you off?? LORD I love the idea of Wooyoung going down on you-

Looking up at you with his pretty eyes, hoping you'll pull his hair and smack his face. Calling him a little desperate slut, a dirty whore.

He LIVES for it, he LOVES it.

His little black tail swishing behind him, curling up when you pull on his hair, oh my God-

He'd let out the prettiest cries when he's overestimated. His ears folded down, tears streaming down his cheeks, his tail curled up tight as he's mewing and sobbing your name.

"Mistress/Master, please, enough! I was good, please, no more!"

But we all know he loves it.

Such a pretty boy, screaming when he cums, arching his back, oh, so beautiful.

And of course, you'd cuddle him and pet him, clean him up, tell him how good of a kitty he was afterwards.

Because he's a good kitty. He deserves it. 💜

Imma go lay down now 😵‍💫 Kitty Wooyoung, fuuuuck yes 🤤

[yeeehwa]

Shock and Awe Mini Masterlist

“For those who cross my path, death becomes inevitable.”

Chapter 1

[yuyubeans]

pda >-<

pairing: wooyoung x kisses

genre: fluff

wc: 67

let's be honest, he love talking but esp to you, telling you stupid things he did as a kid, asking if he can put the fan/AC on when it's like 50c out, acts like he just saved your life after making you a sandwich, "you'd be dead without me fr" (as if hed know what he'd do without you) , always being pain meds just incase, and fucking LOVES PDA, like he's like a fucking virus in a computer, esp when he has lipstick or gloss on, you're basically that red ass angry bird when you can finally get him off you, youre always on his mind, you and your cute little cheeks, he loves you paint in kisses

A/N:

wooyoungie cutie

© yuyubeans, 2024.

[flurrys-creativity]

Beast behaviour

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung (Ateez) x Fem!Reader; Genre: Hybrid AU, SMUT; Rating: nsfw, 18+, MDNI; Warnings: Fox hybrid Wooyoung, who gets unbearable during his ruts, bunny hybrid reader, unprotected sex, knotting, also whiny woo, semi-public sex; Wordcount: 3.373

Summary: Just like everybody got hangry when they missed a meal, Wooyoung got unbearable when he didn’t follow his fox hybrid instincts during his ruts. He would have kept in his room and fought through it like any other year but with his roommates insisting on meeting someone, he followed their request. Only to meet you, a bunny hybrid.

A/N: Pleaseeee... whoever gave him those fox ears hairband.. thank you!!! Didn’t know I needed that mental image... 

“WHAT?” Wooyoung nothing but yelled at the interruption as he turned in his seat and glared at the slowly opening door. His pointed ears drew back and the edges of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to bare his fangs at the intruder at any moment.

Yeosang peaked through the gap of the door with a nervous smile on his lips. “I just wanted to know if I should order something to eat for you too.” 

Wooyoung growled at his friend while his tail flicked behind him with agitation. Right now he had other worries than food and his friend should know that - or at least so he thought. “Leave,” Wooyoung snarled at Yeosang, eyes narrowing threateningly.

“Alright, alright”, Yeosang murmured and retreated, closing the door behind him. “You’re such a pain in the ass during your rut!” Before Wooyoung could storm out of his room and tear him apart, Yeosang fled the scene, sharing one knowing glance with their roommate Yunho, who stood at the edge of the hallway and waited for him.

“I assume he’s always like that?” Yunho asked and turned towards the living room, plopping down on the couch while he waited for Yeosang to answer.

Yeosang plopped down as well and sighed deeply, throwing one arm over his eyes as he leaned back into the cushions. “It gets worse every year. It seems.” Another sigh left his lips. “He should seek help during his rut but instead he just holes himself in his room until it is over.”

“But with every year without a mate it gets harder”, Yunho finished and nodded slowly, understanding the annoyance his roommate felt to some degree. 

Even though he only got to know both of them at the start of their college years, Yunho connected quite well with the duo. Most of the time it wasn’t that noticeable that he didn’t know them since kindergarten like Yeosang and Wooyoung did. Only moments like these made him realise that Yeosang and Wooyoung shared a deeper bond together.

“You said he should seek help, right?”

Yeosang removed his arm from his eyes and glanced at Yunho, who grinned knowingly. “Yeah?” His voice was tentative, unsure what kind of idea Yunho had produced now.

“I heard from Mingi about a service to help with ruts.”

“I don’t think some service-”

“No, no, no! It’s not really an official service! But there is this bunny hybrid in one of our classes and apparently she offers to help others during their ruts. Rumours have it she doesn’t even charge for it because it fulfils her desires.” Yunho straightened in his position, conspiratorially leaning towards Yeosang. “She’s often in the music rooms. Which are soundproof by the way.”

Yeosang contemplated the information, rolling his head from side to side. “I still don’t think Woo would be up for something like that.”

“Maybe not but maybe he would be”, Yunho mentioned and shrugged with his shoulders, “it wouldn’t hurt telling him about it. He can still decide whether he’d follow it or not.”

“Yeah, okay. Write down the details. I’ll slip the note into his room before I head to bed this evening.”

~~~

Wooyoung stared at the scribbled words on the note, his brows furrowed in disdain. He read over the name and the location again, scoffing at the little added sentence ‘she can help you’ and the winking smiley in the corner of the piece of paper.

His thoughts wandered into dark places as he tried imagining the person behind that name. A sensual figure danced through his mind, a soft fox tail wrapped around the body to cover all the intimate parts while the pointed red ears focused on him.

Wooyoung palmed himself through his sweatpants, his own fox tail swishing behind him from excitement. Maybe he should go and seek some help otherwise the next few days would become close to painful.

After tugging himself away, Wooyoung made his way to the campus grounds. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and drew his shoulders up to his chin. It felt almost wrong to be outside while his rut was in full swing. Wooyoung knew every other hybrid that passed him, would be able to smell the spike in his pheromones and in the worst scenario they would want to jump him immediately.

Not that his fox side would complain about finally hitting it off but Wooyoung wanted to keep some sort of class. At least he tried telling himself that.

Once he reached the music rooms, his pace slowed and he pulled the piece of paper out of his pocket, checking with the scribbles again. No room number. Wooyoung stopped in his tracks and stared along the hallway, seeing at least a handful of closed doors in front of him.

When a door opened out of nowhere, Wooyoung jumped back and hid around the corner. His heart pounded inside of his chest while his ears swivelled around, listening in on the students that came out of the room.

“Thanks Y/N”, a male voice said, spiking Wooyoung’s interest. 

The fox glanced around the corner, seeing a male hybrid - seemingly a canine - standing with his back to Wooyoung and another hybrid in front, bent over.

Wooyoung swallowed harshly, feeling his dick twitch in his sweatpants from that ass hugged tightly in these jeans. 

He only regained some self control again, when the person straightened and turned around - a cute smile displayed on their lips. 

“Really, Y/N, you’re the best!”

Wooyoung frowned, the name feeling familiar, before he raised his hand with the note and read over it again. His eyes widened momentarily while his heartbeat sped up again. So he found the one he was supposed to meet.

His eyes left the piece of paper and focused back on you. His gaze shamelessly roamed over your body and he already started imagining all the things he'd do with you, until his focus landed on your hybrid ears. Wooyoung nearly growled upon seeing the bunny ears, the edges of his mouth twitching into a snarl.

You leaned forward and nuzzled your nose against the other hybrid’s nose with a smile. “Stop flattering me, Jongho. I love to help out.”

Wooyoung had enough, your sweet voice not helping in keeping his disdain for the idea of asking you - a bunny hybrid nonetheless - for help. He was the superior hybrid, he was the fox. You should be cowering in front of him, begging for your life not the other way around.

“Hey, you’ve been out?” Yeosang greeted his friend as he stormed into the apartment, but as soon as he sensed the mood he quickly hid behind the dinner table and kept his distance from Wooyoung.

“Did you really send me to a fucking bunny hybrid?” Wooyoung snarled and slammed his hands on the table, glaring at Yeosang.

“First of all, I did not send you. You went on your own choice.”

Wooyoung growled as a warning for Yeosang to consider his next words.

“Second of all, your pride will bite you in the ass one day.”

This time Wooyoung barked at Yeosang and rounded the table, desperately trying to catch his friend so he could tear him apart. To his dismay Yeosang was faster and slipped into his own room, hiding away from Wooyoung, who then pounded with his fists against the closed door.

“So what if she’s a bunny hybrid? It’s not like you need to become her boyfriend or something. You need a good fuck to become bearable again and as far as the rumours go, bunnies should be perfect for that!”

Wooyoung stopped pounding against the door, considering Yeosang’s word. “Shut up!” He then growled and stormed off into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Inside Wooyoung dropped almost immediately on his bed, turning on his back and staring up at the ceiling. He closed his eyes while his hand wandered down to his cock, leisurely pumping it to relieve some tension. Low groans escaped his lips as he started to imagine not his own hand squeezing him so good.

A sweet voice rang through his mind. “I love to help out.”

Wooyoung groaned again, grabbing himself even tighter and moving his hand faster and faster. He pictured the soft smile and the bunny ears flopping from the rapid movement, feeling his own release closing in.

Until his mind caught on to his thoughts. Wooyoung immediately stopped touching himself, hissing as if he burnt his hand on the stove. Why the hell would he think of a bunny? Why the hell would he get turned on by that? And why the hell couldn’t he get your image, pumping him so eagerly, out of his head? Most importantly though, why did he want to see the real deal doing it?

~~~

“If you don’t get laid by tonight, I will personally fuck you up!” Yunho threatened through Wooyoung’s closed door, finally having had enough with his antics. With no answer to his threat, Yunho groaned in annoyance and walked away, getting a broom to clean up Wooyoung’s tantrum in the kitchen.

While cleaning up the shards, Yunho heard a door open, some rushed footsteps and the front door closing and slamming shut again. A smirk played over his lips and for once he didn’t mind cleaning up after Wooyoung.

Once again Wooyoung found himself hiding behind the corner towards the hall of the music rooms. Once again he saw you exiting a room with some other hybrid. This time it seemed like a squirrel, if that bushy tail was anything to go by.

“You should take it easy with your throat for today”, the squirrel said and placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. “You did amazing though today!”

Wooyoung frowned, feeling somewhat annoyed as he saw you smile and touch your throat with your fingertips, chuckling softly. 

“I’ll do my best, Hongjoong!”

That Hongjoong guy giggled and leaned forward to nuzzle his nose against yours. “I will ask San if you actually even tried!”

You shrugged with your shoulders. “I won’t be at the apartment until later in the evening, so he won’t be a good judge for that. But don’t worry, I’ll be nice today. Tell Seonghwa I said hi.” You waved with your hand and watched Hongjoong walk along the corridor.

Wooyoung stepped out of his hiding spot and walked towards you, eyeing your form again. You hadn’t noticed him yet and Wooyoung used every second he got to look at your ass shamelessly.

You jumped when you turned around and nearly bumped into someone else, quickly stepping back.

“I was told you could help me”, Wooyoung murmured and looked you up and down, a smirk playing over his features.

Realisation dawned on your face and your expression quickly shifted from surprised to understanding and then to resignation. 

Wooyoung noticed how your nose wriggled slightly, knowing his pheromones must be affecting you already.

“Alright”, you mumbled and turned to the open door, walking into the empty music room. You knew of your reputation, knew it stemmed from you being a bunny hybrid and how you mostly kept to yourself and met up with different hybrid breeds every now and then didn’t help to stop the rumours from spreading. Though you never thought someone would actually approach you for that.

Wooyoung closed the door behind him, locking it and then leaning against the wooden surface. He quickly scanned the room, seeing a table with two chairs, a keyboard and a music stand. His fantasy already pictured the possibilities to take you within this space until his eyes landed on your form.

You leaned against the table, one leg crossed over the other, hands beside your hips on the surface and head tilted to one side. 

Wooyoung swallowed harshly. That position highlighted all your feminine features. Legs, he wanted to be wrapped around his torso; hips, he wanted to grab onto while slamming into you; tits, he wanted to bury his face into. 

“So, how are you expecting this to happen?” You asked and switched from one foot to another, trying to dismiss your own nervousness - especially with a fox hybrid, who looked like he wanted to devour you whole, in the same room. You grabbed one of your ears, brushing over the soft fur as a measure to calm yourself.

Your eyes wandered over his features, his sharp cheekbones, his pointed nose and hungry eyes, his incredibly red hair that nearly hid his fox ears. You noticed his simple get up - a white shirt, dark sweatpants and a leather jacket.

“How long have you been in your rut?” You asked and walked over to him, swaying your hips with every step.

Wooyoung shrugged with his shoulders, his eyes trained on your hips. “Dunno. A week?”

You giggled softly and stopped right in front of him. You let go of your ear and let your fingers glide along his chest instead, seeing him shudder from your simple touch. “It must be painful by now, right?”

Wooyoung nodded slowly, entranced with your presence. His eyes followed your fingertips and he wished for nothing else than your fingers to go even lower. He nearly whined when you stepped back and stopped touching him at all.

You knew you shouldn’t give in like that, you knew you should get away to regain a clear head again but your instincts held you in place. So instead of running away and keeping a clean vest, you wanted nothing else than to get railed by this fox hybrid. You bit down on your lower lip as you grabbed the hem of your top and pulled it over your head, leaving you in your bra and skirt.

Wooyoung licked over his lips, watching as you unclasped your bra and let it fall to the ground. His erection pressed against his sweatpants, yearning to be set free but he couldn’t move, frozen in his place while he stared at you.

You smiled and turned around, leaning slightly forward while your hands wandered up your thighs and to your butt, pushing your skirt up until you could hook your thumbs under your panties and wriggle yourself out of them. 

You walked back over to the table and propped yourself on top of it, placing your feet on the surface and sliding them apart to spread your legs. “What’s your move, pretty boy?” You placed one hand on your core and spread your lips apart, dipping a finger into your hole with a soft moan. You pulled your finger out and moved it to your mouth, sucking on your digit. 

You repeated the movement again but before you were able to suck on your finger, Wooyoung stood in front of you, hand wrapped around your wrist. He looked you in the eyes as he moved your hand to his lips and enveloped your finger, tongue swirling around it.

“I want to fuck you. Now.” Wooyoung breathed once he cleaned your finger.

“Then do it”, you teased and wriggled with your hips, getting Wooyoung’s attention back down to your entrance.

He furrowed his brows in concentration, groaning slightly in pain from holding himself back. He had to make things clear before he actually fucked you. “There won’t be any foreplay. Just fucking until I’m spent for the day. I won’t check for any of your needs.” Wooyoung breathed heavily, using the last ounce of self control to look back up at your face. “You understand that, right?”

You rolled your eyes and leaned back on your elbows. “As if a hybrid in a rut would be able to have any control whatsoever”, you laughed dryly, “I know that and I accept that. So, darn it, just fuck me already, pretty boy.”

“Name’s Wooyoung”, the fox hybrid grunted as he discarded his jacket and shirt, smirking upon seeing your aroused reaction. He pushed his sweatpants and boxers down in one swift motion, not even giving you the chance to admire his hard on before he slammed his dick into you.

A high pitched gasp left your mouth from the pleasurable pain Wooyoung inflicted on you. 

He grabbed your hips and pulled you towards the edge of the table, holding you tight and keeping you in place as he continued drilling into you.

You arched your back, ignoring the pain in your elbows and the slight cramp in your leg. There was no way you would stop the fox nor would he be able to stop in the first place. He pounded into you, stroking just the right spots inside. 

Your vision blurred and white spots appeared at the edges of it, all while your lower stomach tightened. 

Wooyoung groaned as he felt your walls clutching tightly around his shaft, making it even harder for him to move. Though he refused to lower his pace, fucking into you with new found determination.

He tipped you over the edge, fucking you through your orgasm. Your legs spasmed and grew limp shortly afterwards. At the same time you lost your strength in your arms. 

You would have fallen on the desk, if Wooyoung hadn’t snaked one arm around your torso and pressed you against himself. His other hand grabbed your thigh to keep your legs spread, nails digging into your skin.

Even after you came down from your high, Wooyoung continued to slam his hips into you. At first you felt a slight discomfort, face twisting slightly, before a new wave of pleasure hit you.

“Shit”, Wooyoung groaned, his hips stuttering slightly in their pace.

You lost track of time and count of your orgasms by now, head somewhat lolling to one side. Still, you asked: “What is it?”

Wooyoung continued to push into you, grunting several times. “I might just cum soon.”

“So?”

“Means I’ll knot”, he grunted through his teeth. 

It took you a moment to understand what that meant. It took you even longer to form some sort of response. “Is okay, you can do that.”

Only seconds after you said it, the base of his dick swelled, spreading your hole almost painfully. You winced and your face twisted in pain. Yet, when you felt his cock twitch inside of you, a moan of pleasure bubbled up in your throat.

Wooyoung stilled, brows furrowed and eyes scrunched up until he spilled every last drop into you. He then carefully lowered your back on the table, resting his head on your chest with a satisfied sigh.

“Feeling better, pretty boy?” You tilted your head a little to get a better view at his face, a smile crossing your lips from his content expression. With a little effort you raised your arm and placed your hand on his hair, playing with it while you waited for his answer.

“Filled you all up”, Wooyoung murmured, his fox tail swishing proudly behind him.

You chuckled softly and closed your eyes, enjoying the nearly intimate moment with him. You only pried your eyes open again, when Wooyoung suddenly started to paw at your breasts, nibbling and licking your skin. “What are you doing, pretty boy?” You chuckled again and scratched the base of his ears, somewhat endeared by the complete turn of his demeanour.

“Wanna fill you up more. Fill you up and see your belly swell with my cups.” He nosed along your skin and even whined when he couldn’t reach your throat and face unless you closed the space. 

You pushed yourself up on your elbows again with a soft smile on your lips. “Such a tame little fox”, you teased and brushed a few strands of hair out of his face, “just needed some pussy to behave again.”

Wooyoung whined and buried his face between your breasts, inhaling your scent deeply. He felt the knot at the base of his dick reducing again but it did nothing against his erection. Slowly Wooyoung pulled out of you, smirking when you whined from the loss. He raised his head and looked up at you with wide eyes and a pout on his lips. “May I?”

You raised an eyebrow and waited for him to clarify his question.

“May I fill you up again?”

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Taglist: @xavi-in-kpopland​ @songsoomin​ 

[horanghoe]

a saturday-night kind of love

MAIN M.LIST // ATEEZ M.LIST

members/group: Seonghwa, Wooyoung — (one sfw scene with Hongjoong) // ATEEZ

pairing: Reader x Seonghwa x Wooyoung // Hybrid!ATEEZ x Hybrid!Reader (Fem perspective)

rating: 18+ (adult content)

genre: fluff, heavy smut, practically 3some PWP, established relationship with Seonghwa, hybrid!ateez, !! minors dni !! warnings below the line !!

word count: 14.9k

Music to listen to while reading ♡ (in no particular order)

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - (Cigarettes After Sex)

Meet Me in the Hallway - (Harry Styles)

Dandelions - (Ruth B.)

Crazy for You - (Adele)

Hu Man - (Greentea Peng)

Wasn’t Looking - (ELIZA)

Kiss Me More (feat. SZA - (Doja Cat, SZA)

Addiction - (Dja Cat)

Actually, p much any doja song, f it team, go wild

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - (Maneskin)

Music To Watch Boys To - (Lana Del Rey)

Kill Of The Night - (Gin Wigmore)

Follow Me Like the Moon - (Sammy Rae & The Friends)

& ofc

Horizon - (ATEEZ)

Fireworks (I’m The One) - (ATEEZ)

Answer - (ATEEZ)

T/W’s: all fem perspective

heavy three-way smut with frequent mention of hybrid features; this is purely fiction and not intended to harm. If you don’t like hybrid!au’s, please scroll on, peace and love!! Stuff happens between the boys (member x member x reader). Power dynamics are for you the reader to decide, but predominantly dominant Seonghwa, switch reader/Wooyoung. Light restriction, voyeurism, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms for the reader, soft-dom demands, water play & If you squint there’s a praise kink in there (definitely not a self-insert lkasdjmfdks).

All safe and consented ~ just happy filth <3 Enjoy <3

(Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added ♡ )

You had been in a similar position before. Between a counter and your husband's hips.

But never so close to leaving for a party.

———————–

Seonghwa had been on edge the whole week. A lot rested on his shoulders at the moment, and you knew this. Behind every great man is a greater woman, after all.

For a bunny hybrid, you were somewhat conniving.

Nothing like your patient cousins; nothing like your anxiously twitching mother. Nor doting teachers, or colleagues plastered with that weak face and openly pleading eyes.

The thought made you smile; arms crossed confidently against your chest as you spied on your handsome partner in the mirror; the reflection catching his hands anxiously clenching together, head and hair in his hands, sharp black ears folded back in annoyance.

Tonight the two of you were attending a work party. 

But it was much more than that. 

As shown by the weakly discarded whiskey bottle and expensively-frosted glass placed haphazardly on the table in front of the large feline. Half drunk and misted by ice and hot breath. Fingerprints showed where the glass had been so desperately grasped.

You twirled your hair around your finger, admiring him for a moment inside of your refuge. His broad shoulders. Fixed hair. Stylish silhouette. All of it covered the gentleman you knew him to be.

And you even laughed to yourself. Had to bite your lip and cough harshly to disguise the noise of coy snickering. Not that Seonghwa had even heard - too caught up in his own world to notice the flash of red being swiped from the nearby closet and whooshing past the slit in the door.

Red silk. That oughtta get him out of his grouchy mood. 

Better a blowout-playfight than a big anxious kitty having to make massive business deals on a bad rain night. Oh, you could just bite his cute little frown right off.

And so you dressed to kill. 

You picked out a maxi silk dress with a deep v line; a true bright red to catch his heart. The leg slit sat high against your thigh; just enough to catch his eyes. And your clear strapped heels were sharp enough to put a dent in that god-awful marbled floor you were mere hours away from encroaching upon.

You heard Seonghwa set down his empty glass after swishing the sharp liquid back against his palette a third time in the last ten minutes. Poor angel; he was sure to drown himself in liquor at this rate. And you had no doubt it burned his palette via the sour look on his face.

Pulling out of your thoughts, you smiled at the distant frown gracing his brows. You loved him so deep in your soul - worries and all.

“Baby ~” You called as gently as possible. Almost cooing to catch the attention of his heavy mind. Your eyes stayed sharp to Seonghwa’s body through the limited reflection you had managed to secure. Curious as to how much you would have to work tonight.

Said man's ears perked up on instinct; shoulders perking up and eyes pulled out of his daze as if a whip had cracked beside him. Ah - he was not yet a lost cause. His ears swivelled in your direction before folding back against his hair, once his eyes followed. Blinking away his bleary anger as his face settled.

“Yes, love?” He called back; low voice hushed by anxieties.

“Could you help me with this necklace when you’re done in there please ~ Thank you ~“

You almost hated yourself for the way your voice flowed so freely out to the hallway; entrancing Seonghwa into instantly standing to attention. If only with a little tension in his chest at his heart aching to follow you.

“Coming.” He mumbled with a shrug and sigh to himself. Gripping at his glass to take down the last of the liquor in his cup, he placed it back on the table and adjusted his suit before moving numbly beyond the sofa.

You quickly moved to action; kicking the door with your heel to balance it skillfully shut on the latch, flicking your hair over your shoulder and grabbing your lipstick to bend at the waist, leaning close to the mirror. 

Upon tapping lightly on the door with his knuckles to check your decency; you sang a noise that signified he could enter.

Pressing the door open, Seonghwa’s ears swung around to the front of his hair at full alert, face shocked at such an unfamiliar sight before him.

Mostly, he was staring at your exposed leg. The shape of your thighs and ass. The curve of your spine into the dip of your breasts greeting him in the mirror.

It took him a moment, but upon you turning to place a hand against his chest, Seonghwa regained himself.

His tail quivered harshly against his thighs as his solid grip caught your wrist.

“Is something wrong, angel? You seem distracted and so uptight tonight.” 

You uttered coyly, discarding the lipstick to the surface behind you. His eyes sharpened at your overly-keen smile. Nostrils flaring to intake your heaviest musk perfume as you winked up at him.

It took him merely one tug of your arm, pulling you back and looking you over, to realise the act you were pulling. 

So sharp, even for a feline.

Despite the obvious agitation settling into the cluttered frown on his face, a purr rippled softly against the fabric of his blazer. And you giggled, smiling at his scowl.

Tugging you back to his body Seonghwa struggled to speak. The words of annoyance and the avoidance of upsetting you muddled into a sharp question and glossy eyes.

“This dress?”

Oh. You had hit a nerve. Beautiful gameplay on your part.

And you didn’t miss the way his eyes fuzzed over with lust as your droplet earrings tapped against your pulse; head tilting to tap at your chin in faux thought.

He considered ripping the fabric from your body. Leaving you here to figure it out later. So unprepared for you to directly challenge him that his mind struck a blank.

The two of you had very few rules, but one of them was that some outfits (on both persons) were purely for private nights. Dates, socialite activities, or otherwise.

This happened to be Seonghwa’s dress. His preference for any specially arranged outing. More accurately; his dress, period.

“What? I thought it was your favourite? You’ve always loved this dress, Hwa ~ Thought it might help ease your nerves, baby…”

His lips twitched up into a sneer as you leaned to press a kiss to his cheek. 

Seonghwa’s mind plunging into sin gave you enough of a gap to slip so easily from his weakened grip, like a well-trained seducing artist.

You just knew him too well. Knew what it took to get him where you wanted him. And you knew how much he loved to play.

“It is my favourite. That’s the issue.”

He let you leave his presence. Crossing his arms as he leaned back against the doorway with a solid purr thrumming against his ribs. If he had to watch you play your little games of attention-stealing for the night then he would at least enjoy the show.

And enjoy it he certainly did.

Since the last time you had worn the silk slip - a hole had been expertly placed at the base of your tailbone. Big enough to allow your bunny tail to find purchase; matching your ears flopped on either side of your cheeks and enveloped in large airy curls.

“You’re such a fiend, little bun-bun.” Seonghwa practically growled through deep purrs, eyes sharply attached to your fluid and bobbing movements as you twirled to show him your entire profile.

A wash of arousal washed over you, tail bouncing to attention and steps faltering as you walked over to the jewellery boxes on your dressing table.

“Ah, I don’t know what you mean, Hwa. I’m just trying to look pretty for my husband -”

Turning around sharply at the sound of movement, you intercepted Seonghwa’s attempt at trapping you against the counter by pressing a large chunky necklace against his chest. Your ears dropped back behind your shoulders as nerves fluttered in your belly and a pulse began beating in your core.

Naturally inclined to fight his every movement; so unlike a usual bunny hybrid. This was why you two had worked so well together. Seonghwa melded under your thumb, this much was clear, but he also had his own ways to sweep up your vivacious spirit into a blushing mess.

Seonghwa examined you with a look of knowing - your game had been named without a word - and took the necklace out of your tacky palms with a roll of his eyes. Body full of excited nerves, you met his skin as you pulled your hands away. A skim over his delicate wrists caused him to release a handsome purr, despite what he may have wanted to show.

“Turn around.” He instructed gently but with firmness. “Please, love.”

Seonghwa stepped away to allow you to turn to face the same mirror you had been spying on him from before. Adding the lax please to appease your game. You both knew who would be holding the reigns tonight.

The feline's eyes met yours in the mirror, hips and larger frame now trapping you against the cupboard via a solid step forward. But before your heart could leap from your chest to your mouth, he placed the large-gemmed droplet up and over your head. 

“You look deadly, and beautiful, my little bun. But you’re mistaken if you think anyone but me can see you in this… In a hall of very rich and filthy-minded predators… It’s almost like you want me to get possessive sometimes.”

He fixed your necklace as he went, hands smoothing down both shoulders to hear your breath catch and arms grip your chest. His purr rippled against your shoulder blades as his eyes met yours in the mirror again.

“Do you? Want me to get possessive over you, Y/N?” The question hung heavy in the air for a breath, but your spry giggles caused his felt ears to twitch forward in curiosity.

“Mmm, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt.” 

Seonghwa pinched his eyes at you before sighing through his nose and settling his nerves. 

“You look so handsome tonight, my pretty feline. But far too highly strung…“

Seonghwa’s ears had begun to ease forward. A less agitated and more familial smile on his dashing face. 

“Let us play right under their noses. It’ll make the whole thing a hell of a lot easier. I promise.”

Seonghwa dipped his head as he bit his tongue with his canines, shaking his hair to laugh softly.

Your thoughts cut short as his fingers gripped at the top of your ribs. Bringing his hot breath and purring mouth closer to your ear; until he pressed a feather-light kiss to your pulse behind your jaw.

To your dismay, a soft sigh released from your body. Your husband smiled knowingly against your skin. Inhaling as he pulled up; drawing one arm up and under your armpit to grip at your throat.

Each part of your body twitched. The tables had turned and his dominance was quickly sweeping you under the crushing wave of opposing force.

Your ears pulled back as Seonghwa used his grip on your chin to tilt your head against his other arm planted on the counter.

“Sit pretty, bun.” He purred against your hair, watching you nod softly in the mirror before biting at the juncture of your beautifully soft and long ears, chuckling at the easily scored moans, picked out from the memory of your body. 

Seonghwa released your pulse to let you gasp a breath, arms struggling between supporting yourself and gripping his flexing forearm slotted delectably between your collarbone and breasts. His grip moved to your jaw, swiping his tongue up against the length of your neck while winking in the mirror at your wanton short whimpers; your legs pressing against his thigh tucked up against your pulsing core.

“I appreciate the thought, my love -” He mumbled, before placing a large and lewd open kiss on the spot directly above your racing pulse. 

Your nose and expression twitched restlessly as a wash of lust came over you; his proximity making the sweet hormones swim directly to his brain. His purrs only grew more intense. Biting his lip to resist gnawing at you like his favourite old fish bone.

“But you know how I feel when so many eyes are on you. I don’t trust them.”

The annoyance in his voice was translated by the nip at the newly sensitive patch on the side of your throat - tactfully placed to be easily hidden by your hair.

“Never took you as a sour loser, Hwa. What’s wrong with a little competition every now and then?”

A solid thwap sounded as his hand swiped your thigh. 

“Haven’t lost any of your little games though, have I bunny?” Seonghwa sneered into your hair as you cheeped something frightful.

You mumbled something close to an apology for pushing him; before sighing as he moved his palm gripping tightly at your aching jaw to smooth down the length of your body.

His palm lay heavy until he landed just close enough to your core for you to wriggle. He glided his fingers under the slit of the fabric, dragging his large palm over the expanse of your lower stomach, and subsequently causing his arm to brush up over the string of your high thong - your husband's purr and eyes piercing your own defiant ones caused his lip to twitch, pulling away with a roll of his eyes. 

Subsiding the battle, for now.

This was far too close for the feline. If he had any hope of lasting the night he needed to temper your moods. The smell of your attraction would be stuck to his sleeve all night now, no doubt soaking his slacks as you moved your hips endlessly.

His hand pulled back to smell the aroma so filthily stuck to the fabric of his blazer. But he loved you too much to fight. Seonghwa’s expression turned weak as his pupils blew wide, eyes drooped in lust and his tail swooshed to curl around your calf. 

He tried a softer approach; pleading with you.

“I don’t trust the way you pull people in so easily, bun… like some kind of drug. It’s unfair. Makes me feel… like I need to claim you… need to mark you, otherwise, you might slip away… Let’s send a pre-emptive warning, shall we, my love?” 

Seonghwa’s eyes flicked to your own. Your heart thrummed against your chest as you nodded, bathing in love at his ask for consent to mark you. The thought made you ground down on him slightly in excitement. 

“Good bunny.” He purred directly into your ear. Lips quirking into a loving smile as you swallowed, eyes glued to him as he moved to hold your jaw against his shoulder, maintaining eye contact the whole time.

Pulling his tongue up the length of your pulse, he immediately attacked your throat. Kissing and biting and sucking such lewd and mind-melding hickeys from your jaw down to your jugular until he settled in one particular spot that made you moan in a high pitch. He gripped your jaw to pull you even further back against his body with his thigh propped up even higher; until finally, you whined loudly enough that he pulled away with flicking ears and a content smile. 

So obviously claimed; the whole thing sent the two of you for a whirl.

Seonghwa held you steady as he pulled his body away, allowing you to recentre for a moment before you twisted in his hold to shyly meet him for a reassuring kiss. He brushed your hair over your shoulder as he smiled down his eyelashes, his consistent low thrumming purr letting you know he was content.

“I’ll let you test your theory - and my limits - tonight love. I could use the distraction, you’re right. But remember the rules. I don’t have the energy nor want to argue with you anytime soon. Okay?” 

A wash of joy flooded through you as you bounced joyfully on the pads of your feet, pulling him down by the neck to place a kiss on his cheek. "Of course. Nothing public. No more than two. Safety first." Giggling at the sheer lipstick marking the love and trust of your husband on his high-arched cheek, he fussed you out of the room, pretending to ignore the glee on your face.

Truly, you were a grown woman and you could wear whatever you damn wanted.

But as Seonghwa slipped your silk and faux fur scarf over your shoulders, he knew from your trust that you trusted him with your body, your soul. Trusted to keep you in his best interest. And he had a good eye for beauty.

As you pressed at the bruises against your skin in the lift down to the waiting taxi, you smiled up at your husband. Kissing the ring on his finger before wrapping your scarf up and around your shoulders like an old Hollywood star. You knew Seonghwa was so doting, so serving and patient, and so, so willing to lay everything on the line for you. 

And you could already guess how hard he was going to fuck you later.

———————–

The night was going well. 

For you at least.

Seonghwa stood around a table of weathered elderly men. 

Due to the job roles, positions, and social biases; almost all of them were predator types. If hybrid at all. His eyes flickered to find you occasionally. Amused to watch you mingle with his peers. Like a lighthouse looking out for his favourite boat on distant shorelines.

Being a prey hybrid made you a little more likeable by default. But you worked extra hard to keep a neutral disposition tonight to fit in with the crowd. Any opposition here could become dangerous. And you had a quick temper that only one man could handle.

“So,” You snapped out of gentle eye contact with your husband to re-focus on the young male sitting beside you. 

He was, by all accounts, chatting you up at the bar. But he was a familiar face you wouldn’t mind having a little fun with until the night spun out. Familiar in a deja-vu sense. You weren’t able to put a finger on it, but you knew him from somewhere. You sipped at your drink with a slight nod to continue.

“What brings a little bunny like you out to a posh and stuffy hall of predators? Hmm?”

You laughed benevolently behind your hand, but the laugh began at your belly and shook up through your shoulders, so it was a little hard to hide. Setting your drink down, you watched his reaction to what you had to say curiously. His response would be vital and telling to how the night would continue.

“I believe I run your department. And might be older than you by a small chunk.” 

Wooyoung blinked, before shooting a squeaked “Oh - no shit?”.

You laughed but ended with a shrug. Nodding at his curious eyes scanning over you in a new light. 

“Yeah, but I mostly run the place from home. I am here as a plus one though, so…”

The young fox tweaked his ears; clearly annoyed by this news. You placed a hand on his chest, a smile of playfulness stuck to your features. Unbeknownst to you, his eyes followed his nose; flickering to the bruise peeking out of your slightly dishevelled hair. He was entirely absorbed by you; having followed your scent across the room and to said bar stools. A fox and a bunny - what could go wrong in that match-up?

“Don’t leave so soon.” Your voice brought him back into focus, eating your words whole with that sly foxy smile. His tail jerked a little, despite his timid nod. “We’re open, with a few rules and regs. If that’s something you’re interested in?”

Wooyoung took a solid inhale before his mind could work again.

“Define open?” 

You had found a new little plaything.

———————–

Seonghwa watched from across the floor space as a hand was placed on your knee; pillowed by twenty minutes of flirtatious laughter and anecdotes. 

He was pretty sure Wooyoung was 99% unaware of your partnership, because if the younger hybrid was able to link the dots - scent, ring and last name aside - he would be 900 yards away from ever even speaking to you.

Come to think of it, he may have tried to flirt with you even more with that knowledge, just to get under Seonghwa’s skin. 

Wooyoung was like Seonghwa’s little brother, in a very loose and hierarchical sense. But he was also a flirtatious and annoying brat, in every situation and scenario they had ever been in together.

A laugh sounded beside Seonghwa and his face contorted into something sour. 

Upon standing to move closer to the bar and catch a mental break from the stale, tense business talk; his best friend cruised to stand beside him, twirling Seonghwa’s anxiously flicking tail around his wrist before patting his behind familiarly. 

The shorter male, Hongjoong, caught your eye from across the bar, smiling to himself. You could pick up on the feline's anxieties from a mile away. Hongjoong winked with a knowing smile and waved until you were comforted enough to return the wave, focusing back on Wooyoung once more. 

The otter was aggressively clever and had sensed the tense game of cat and mouse playing out between the two of you as soon as your sharp heels had tapped onto the marble flooring earlier that evening.

“Loosen up, pretty boy.” He chuckled under his breath, reaching to buy a drink for the two of them. “She knows what she’s doing.”

Seonghwa shot the otter a sharp scoff, ears pinched back against his head. “That’s exactly my issue.” He mumbled something unintelligible over the rim of his glass, closing his eyes to try and temper the angry swishing of his tail. 

Hongjoong rolled his eyes. “What? What is it? You’re worried she’ll take Fantastic Mr Fox home and not you? Leave her favourite house cat on the streets for an idiot-street-smart Canidae?” 

“No - she would never.” Seonghwa scoffed again, shaking his head and shrugging like it was obvious. 

“Then - what’s your issue exactly?” 

Seonghwa groaned with dramatics; rolling his eyes and flinching at the sound of your laughter echoing down the glass pane of the swish bar. Thank god you were separated by groups of people, Hongjoong thought. His friend looked truly miserable.

“I don’t know. It’s unfamiliar. I’m on edge.” 

Seonghwa spoke through his teeth. The old drink was quickly discarded before snatching his new drink from the bar and clinking a cheer of unspoken companionship with Hongjoong, both swishing back the cold and smooth whiskey on a dime. 

"Such a feline." Hongjoong however, laughed, despite the male's tense aura. It was a peal of gentle, understanding laughter. 

“Just follow her lead, Hwa. Figure out your boundaries - and theirs, as the night follows through. You’ve both been wanting to try this for months now; don’t pull the rug for some nonexistent small ass anxieties.” Seonghwa peered at him, choosing not to comment. His relaxing ears gave him away, however. “As long as everyone’s safe, clean and consenting - truly, what is the issue here?” 

Seonghwa struggled to find an answer - before blurting out a sharp “Wooyoung is a mouthy brat who has no idea how to follow rules or respect boundaries.” before his brain or sober mouth could catch up.

Hongjoong blinked at his friend for a second before reeling back with laughter, settling with a hand on Seonghwa’s shoulder. He dropped his gaze, biting his lip before pulling Seonghwa’s ear down to his mouth level. 

“Then show him how to.” Hongjoong pulled away with a nonchalant shrug, “Or don’t. Y/N seems to be handling him just fine. Have some fun, Hwa. And loosen up for God’s sake, you big broody panther.”

———————–

From Hongjoong’s reassuring presence at your obviously tense husband's side; you knew Seonghwa would ease before time was up.

You tried to stay focused on the rusty skill of flirting, but you were starting to grow anxious without your big cat at your side. Separation anxiety, in its finest and most unwelcome degrees.

“You’re pretty cool, you know. Feisty, for a rabbit. And pretty as fuck.” 

Peering over Wooyoung’s features, your eyes softened. Shifting slightly in your chair as his palm slid in a steady pattern against the inside of your knee; causing you to wet your lips. He looked different suddenly; handsome, and alluring. By nature or design, you weren’t sure, but you hummed softly. Leaning even closer to his space. He smelt like fresh lemon grass and it was dizzying.

“Those words don’t suit you very well, baby boy. Try hell instead.” 

The cogs turning in Wooyoung’s brain were almost audible. Until his brain caught up and in a minorly drunk haze flurry he yelped a quick “P-pretty as hell, bunny.” 

His face burned a bright red as you laughed, considering how much he may have overstepped this time. Your laughter was loud but full of harmless amusement. As you drew back into your bubble, you lifted his chin gently with a wink, before meeting his lips in a domineering kiss. 

Wooyoung whined mournfully as you pulled away, practically melting in his suit as he struggled to stay composed.

“I’m not - I don’t -” He stuttered as you moved back slightly, a smile resting on your cheeks. 

He looked panicked, exposed.

“It’s okay. Don’t be shy, handsome. You’re cute, Woo. Plus, everyone has their vices.” Swallowing harshly, he nodded, seeming to be thinking before glancing at his hand resting on your thigh, the ring on your finger, the mark on your neck, your words of invite; before finally joining the dots together.

“And your husband - he d-doesn’t mind?” 

“It depends.” A familiar voice spoke behind the space behind the two of you. Low in tone and bare of any amusement. You smiled up behind you, placing a hand on the one at your exposed leg to stop Wooyoung from pulling back in fright. It barely helped.

“Whether you’re going to make this any more difficult than it needs to be.”

Seonghwa met your eyes. So much said by nothing. This is ok, it read, I trust you. And your heart swooned. A sound high and shrill escaped from the fox beside you both, snatching your attention to look at the mixed expression in front of you. The fox’s tail had sparked up into a small bush in shock.

“W-WHAT? The fuck?! SEONGHWA?” 

Seonghwa released a groan of annoyance, making you look between the two of them with a scoff.

“You guys - know each other?”

The response was immediate. 

“Unfortunately.” Muttered a tired Seonghwa. 

“KNOW EACH OTHER?!” cried a perturbed Wooyoung.

“I’ve worked with Wooyoung for years.”

“Yeah, but I never knew you had a wife. Or that you were DTF LIKE THAT.”

“Never knew you you had a praise kink, pretty kit, but here we are, hmm?” 

Seonghwa’s ears flicked at your movements to turn and face him. Wooyoung’s Adam apple bobbed, mouth agape and searching for words.

You couldn’t hold in the snicker aching at your cheeks, laughing at the two of them fully. Despite the initial reaction, there seemed to be an unspoken agreement going on between the two of them. 

Seonghwa pressured Wooyoung to his limit until he eventually averted his gaze with bent ears and a quiet yip. A soft purr could be heard as your husband placed his hand on the younger male's neck. Pulling his thumb against the thin hair there.

Any untrained eye would see this as a platonically friendly gesture, but the way Wooyoung twitched made you giggle in hubris. Hands clasping in his lap as all the cocky nature from flirting with you in the past hour dissipated into thin air.

Seonghwa removed his hand with a sigh once Wooyoung had glanced back up at him with newly encaptured and glossy eyes. 

Gripping the back of both your chairs he dropped his head with a shake, only to look back up with a tight smile. 

"You sure know how to pick your men, my beautiful lop." His smile was kind but drenched in sarcasm. 

It was silent between the three of you for a few long seconds, Wooyoung shifting in his seat, but his eyes trained on you. His hand had now been retracted, body demeanour tense. 

You tutted, pouting up at your husband and standing up from your seat to meet his chest with yours. You reached for his hand, intertwining your fingers and kissing his chin to soften his sharp expression.

“You’re scaring him, Hwa. Play nice ~” 

Seonghwa purred softly through open lips, having forgotten how sweet he had made you smell before the two of you left the apartment. He hummed in agreement, brushing your hair behind your ear to bend a kiss to his previous marking. Irises unpinching as soon as you were directing, in a way Wooyoung had never seen from his elder.

Your butt and hip rested on Wooyoungs thigh as Seonghwa pressed you back. Slotting you back and in-between the smaller male's legs, totally dazed as he held you from falling against the bar. His fingers dug desperately into your hips as you held onto your husband's shoulders, entranced by your chemistry.

"Y-you smell so fucking good." Wooyoung whimpered quietly. "Both of you…"

Seonghwa maintained eye contact with the fox as he made you wiggle in a struggle to stay quiet, another hickey pressed against your bruised pulse. Your tap against his shoulder told him he was pushing his very own rules; caught up in the game.

When Seonghwa pulled away, Wooyoung gulped audibly. 

But upon peering back at him over your shoulder, he didn’t seem anxious in a bad way anymore. His eyes were wide, ears perked to attention and nose twitching occasionally. You giggled, allowing Seonghwa to rise over the two of you, Wooyoung practically holding you to sit on his inner thigh.

And with his tail curled over his crotch so obviously, you couldn’t help but coo at him.

“Shall we do this, then?” Seonghwa offered. Voice still low and tense, but eased slightly. “Whatever this is.”

You nodded, looking at Wooyoung for an answer. 

He seemed to be thinking about it. Withdrawing into himself before you placed a gentle kiss on the edge of his lips. Laughing like bells as his ears folded. He peered up at Seonghwa, seemingly regaining his confidence in small steps. He nodded, at both of you.

“Use your words, Woo. We won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. This is new for us, too.” Seonghwa mumbled, low enough for people to not hear. 

You melted a little; your husband had mellowed his behaviour to make the fox more comfortable upon your request.

Wooyoung nodded quickly, seemingly sharp-minded once more as that sly smile returned. He laughed nervously, itching at the heat on the tip of his ears.

“I’m good. Sounds like fun. And I’m pretty comfortable with you guys separately, already, so… Fuck it, live a little.” 

"Are you happy to discuss the details when we're inside our home? You’re free to leave whenever, just discussing it there would be a little more…" Seonghwa’s voice dimmed into something dark as he licked his lips. Wooyoung’s eye contact seemingly affected him; amplified by the way he stood over him pressed tight against the bar.

"Private!" You finished for him. Seonghwa humming as he pet over your head in one solid stroke. You shivered in delight, thighs tight together as Wooyoung’s nose twitched.

"Sure. Sounds good." The fox moaned softly. 

Seonghwa paused. "Are you clean?" 

Wooyoung scoffed softly, a sly grin back with a short laugh. 

"Dirty mind, clean body, Hwa. You guys?"

He never knew Wooyoung to lie. Wicked humour with a kind heart. Seonghwa grumbled with a roll of his eyes before nodding, you nodded too. 

"We're clean! And happy to be hosting you ~" You beamed happily.

Seonghwa’s nerves settled even further purely via the expression of joy on your face. He smiled with a small chuckle before releasing your intertwined hands to move away.

“I’ll go ask for our ride.” 

But he paused before moving away completely. Sensing something was off by sixth sense and sharp intuition. And his nose picked up on something he hadn’t quite expected yet.

Seonghwa purred loudly, flicking his tail as you sent him a finger heart with a giggle and poked your tongue out between your teeth. Wooyoung’s palm and fingers had been playing with your tail and causing a rush of hormones to tint the air ever since you had landed on his thighs. And no doubt being the reason for you moving around so much, or being so happy.

Being so tense, the feline hadn't noticed. But now that he had moved away; he quickly realised that he needed to move the both of you out of there and fast before anyone else noticed. The people beside you were already sparing glances.

Sly bastard, Seonghwa thought to himself.

“At least keep it in your pants until we get home, please.” Seonghwa reasoned in a hushed voice, sighing through a pinched nose. “both of you.” 

At the added instruction, Wooyoung snickered, using his grip on your thighs and your dizzying head to pull you closer and run his nose up against your cheek. You swooned quietly, carding your nails through his hair.

“No promises.” The fox whispered, biting at your skin.

Seonghwa yowled lowly in annoyance; quickly tempered by your intervening pinch to the fox’s ears. 

"Go on, baby. Nothing public. I promise. I love you."

Your husband watched you cautiously before giving a nod. “You too, bun.” Leaving to call your ride.

———————–

The ride home was reasonably long. Around an hour.

You soon found yourself in the back of the taxi, Wooyoung pressed tightly between you and Seonghwa’s tall frame. And seeing him squirm so much made you beam. 

After giving some instructions and a wad of cash to the front of the car, Seonghwa leaned back in his seat. Gesturing for the chauffeur driver to roll the partition up before looking out to the city streets through tinted windows. 

Buzzing with excitement, you didn’t let a beat pass you by. Crossing your leg up and over Wooyoung’s knee with a smile. The fox scoffed gently, nodding to your husband, still wary to do much without the big grouchy cat's go-ahead. His hand squeezed at your knee before anxiously detaching.

You would need to change that.

You smiled with a look of I'll deal with this, before hooking your finger into Wooyoung’s collar, wriggling the tie loosely free with a kiss to his hot ear. Wooyoung was so responsive; moaning softly as his hands rested in fists at his crotch. 

“Y/N.” Seonghwa’s deep and stern voice spoke loudly into the otherwise quiet back seats.

He didn't even need to look to know who initiated the mischief. But you couldn’t help yourself. Your heel slipped off as your thigh hung over Wooyoung’s opening legs even further. Giggling against his shoulder, and causing general trouble.

Seonghwa’s sharp gaze turned to find you testing his limits.

“What - everyone’s still in their pants aren’t they?” You hummed softly, smoothing over Wooyoung's clothed and growing cock to permeate your point. Wooyoung moaned openly, head hitting back against the seat.

At Seonghwa’s lack of response, you giggled. He was wrapped around your finger and he loathed to admit it. 

Wooyoung’s ears had grown immensely red. Laughing nervously as he turned to look at the taller male. “Do you want us to stop?” 

A beat of silence spread in the back seat. 

Tension was tangible as Seonghwa peered over at the two of you fully. But to your complete and utter bemusement; the feline moved to grip at the nape of Wooyoung's mid-length hair, kissing him firmly and with intent like a wave crashing at the rocks of an unexpecting cliff.

Wooyoung whined softly, body shifting to face the taller male better before responding in equal measure. Seonghwa’s kiss started with working open Wooyoung’s pursed lips but ended with the younger writhing in his seat as he sucked on Wooyoung’s tongue, lips clashing and gripping tight onto his blazer.

Seonghwa broke the kiss with a deep purr rattling against his chest before it settled.

"No." He purred loudly and deeply, peering at you watching from the corner of his eyes as he smoothed his palm over Wooyoung’s tail. 

Wooyoung practically melted, yipping softly as you smoothed your hand up his thigh, slinking up against him to rub the pressing hard-on in his fitted trousers.

Wooyoung cried out, gripping your arm weakly. The combined movements of grinding against your palm in his seat, your wet tongue in his right ear, mixed with Seonghwa’s heavy pine scent and heavy palms feeling wherever he could, made Wooyoung practically pant with need.

“Y-you guys, f-fuck - I’m gonna come in m-my f-fucking pants, f-fuck -” Wooyoung tried to whisper but ended with a strong wanton wobbly whine as Seonghwa gripped his throat to pull him into a kiss. Pressing against his pulse points as he whimpered.

You cooed softly, relenting your hot tongue against his ear to mumble. “Feeling that desperate, beautiful? All cared for in the back seat of the car? It’s okay, you can come, baby. In fact… I'd actually like that. D’you think you could cum for us angel? Show us how handsome you are when you cum in your pants in the back of this ride? So naughty ~ Can't even hold yourself together!” 

Seonghwa pulled away to let him nod and gasp a breath, saliva strung between swollen lips. The feline smiled at you. Almost in awe. Mostly in an anxious plea for you to quit pushing boundaries. You simply smiled back with a giggle. He enjoyed seeing you have fun, every so often. And you were enjoying yourself greatly. So he remained trusting.

"Y-yeah - can cum -" Wooyoung's high-pitched whines pulled both of you back into the space.

You fondly kissed Wooyoung’s flush cheek before quickly asking, “What do you need baby?” 

Wooyoung whined, chest heaving as he struggled to find the words, stuttering a quick “M-mouth - p-please -” before glancing between the two of you.

Hmm, that was on the line. No public sex was one of Seonghwa’s rules, as much as you had tried to push it. 

"Since you asked so nicely."

But it seemed like even Seonghwa could be swayed; the dark patch of precum at Wooyoung’s lap along with his incessant whining and wriggling and rocking of his thighs all causing Seonghwa to nod at you.

“Fabric only, bun.” He reminded you, voice leisurely now that he had loosened up.

Pressing an air kiss on your fingers to your beloved for granting you your wish, you wasted no time in moving to bend over Wooyoung’s already spread knees, Seonghwa gripping the fox’s thigh up and over his own like you had done before, only at a higher angle. This allowed for more reach, a solid swipe of your tongue at the underside of his clothed balls making him whine; until you covered him with your mouth entirely.

Wooyoung sure was loud. 

Seonghwa purred softly in response to his growing yips, angling his head to kiss directly down onto Wooyoung. The angle let him push his tongue further into his mouth, hand free to roam his chest and rub at his nipples from underneath the pressed shirt.

It didn’t take very long for Wooyoung to come, and it was pretty hard. Despite it being mostly heavy petting; from all the stimuli he came so hard his nerves fried to the ends. Moaning against Seonghwa until he tapped out, body resting against the feline's torso and thighs, shaking slightly.

After a few breaths, he regained himself, shaking off the daze cutely, with a groan.

“I can’t believe you guys made me cream my pants. Like some kind of sad horny high-school kid.” 

At his sad tone, you tutted softly. Turning his face to place a delicate kiss on his lips. 

"But you looked so desperate all worked up for me!"

Wooyoung’s breath caught in his throat, and that’s when you noticed his hands resting under his thighs this entire time. You cocked your head slightly, but Seonghwa was quicker.

“Baby boy -" Seonghwa hummed softly, "do you like constraints? You could have asked, I’m wearing a belt.” 

Wooyoung blushed hard, hanging his head with a shy laugh.

“Ah - sorry - I guess - I never thought to ask…” You smiled with a gentle laugh. Allowing the street lights to hit the inside of the car with a break of silence.

But the back of the car was soaked in hormones and pheromones. Seonghwa eyed the way you rubbed your thighs together from the other side carefully; purring softly in admiration as you turned to continue your fun.

“You looked so pretty when you came Woo-ie.” Wooyoung softened at your timid compliment, so honest and genuine that even Seonghwa smiled with a nod.

Wooyoung snickered, looking up at you with a shit-eating grin. Uh oh, you thought.

“I imagine you’d look even prettier sucking one of our cocks off properly.” 

You wanted to cringe, but it was funny. Even Seonghwa rolled his eyes as he let out an unbelieving laugh, flicking Wooyoung’s ears in a correcting manner.

“You’re so crude, Woo.” Seonghwa laughed, unoffended as long as you were. “I could have gone my whole life without hearing that.”

“Are you saying she doesn’t look good choking on your cock?” Wooyoung poked, giggling.

Seonghwa scoffed. “Wouldn’t you like to know? Brat.”

The two men glared at each other like boys making a bet; tenderness almost forgotten, if it wasn’t for the pink tint to their lips. You cleared your throat, causing them both to break the tension.

“Not my preferred activity, I’m afraid.” 

Wooyoung hummed. “I could tell.” 

Two ear pulls and a yelp later, the three of you settled into easy empty chatter in the back of the car. You were nearing home, and midnight, unable to deny the ache resting heavily in your bones.

———————–

You couldn't have arrived home sooner.

Your hands remain tangled with Wooyoung’s as Seonghwa guided your little train out of the lift and into your swish and high-rise apartment. Your grip on his sleeve had been tightening by the second.

"I can tell you’re excited, my beautiful bun," Seonghwa mumbled against your hair, ignored by a nosey Wooyoung as he pulled you into his chest at the door to allow the curious fox into your home space. 

"I'm having fun too."

Your husband twirled his finger around the base of your fluffy tail, purring at your moans. With softened eyes he smiled at the kiss on his cheek, watching with warmth in his chest as you moved away on bouncy limbs to smooth your palms over Wooyoung’s solid blazer shoulders. 

He seemed to realise he could be encroaching upon your home, your fluid movements around his body pulling him into the room. “Coat please!” You giggled at his blinking shy face.

"It's so nice in here, like really stunning." He mumbled absently as he let you take his coat from him.

"Thank you, kit. Shoes off please." You smiled at his quick return to the door; kicking off his shoes at your guidance. You and Seonghwa did the same. 

"Would you like a drink? Toilet? Any food?" Seonghwa asked at leisure; seeming to be more at ease in his own space. 

Wooyoung became entranced as the large feline moved gracefully towards the small kitchen. Blazer removed and slack straps tight against his shoulder blades. You'd be lying if you said that sight ever got old, or you had to force a breath yourself.

"Umm - err, no, I'm good?" 

At the fluctuation in his tone, you giggled, moving to stand by his side in the entryway. 

"You sure? We're in no rush." 

With your soft tone and patient smile, Wooyoung began to ease. Something just felt right. Like he had to jump this train while he still had the chance.

"Water would be great." Seonghwa nodded from his resting place on the counter, pausing only at your tut and raised brow.

"Please." Seonghwa heard over his shoulder, smiling to himself as he continued moving to grab the cold water out of the fridge.

"I never took you as a sub, Woo." Seonghwa voiced as he skidded the new bottle over the counter, sitting on the opposite side of the island to the two of you. Wooyoung caught the bottle with fast reflexes.

Sitting close to Wooyoung was your way of providing some grounding. Ironic, considering any other bunny would be quivering in this position. Your foot tapped at Seonghwa’s legs, sharing a smile of content. He reached to rub at your calf discreetly, with wide warm palms.

"Ah, I don't think I'm that much of a submissive person,  to be honest." 

Seonghwa curled a brow. "You don't?"

Wooyoung squirmed in his seat, his tail still curled between your thigh and his. Although he was comfortable, he still seemed hesitant to implore further. Cautiously, you began combing at the rough fur of his bushy tail, as silence rang out between the men. It seemed to ground him. 

"No." He stated, quietly. Watching your faces and allowing a pause to make sure you weren't there to ridicule him. His ears folded.

"I enjoy being a brat in real life. But when it comes to -" His voice wobbled, before a gulp. "- this, sex, I sort of just do what feels right."

"A switch?" You offered quietly. Smiling as both sets of eyes swivelled over to you. Seonghwa smiled with a loving deepness while Wooyoung nodded sheepishly.

"Yeah." He thumbed at the cold bottle numbing his hand. Crinkling the plastic and rolling the label up over the ridges. "Most people seem to be so stuck on having power roles these days. Stupid labels." He shrugged. "I just do what feels best really. It's just a shame that most girls prefer being taken care of. Or, tend to be overly submissive, I guess."

You and Seonghwa shared a look. 

"I think it's bad to generalise." You hummed, sickly sweet and suddenly close. Leaning your body closer to his. Hand reaching over to the back of his seat. Sheltered between you and the counter. "But I'd agree; stereotypes exist for a reason."

Ah. Wooyoung’s ears twitched as his eyes met Seonghwa. The feline's lips curled into a smile of amusement. As the unspoken question hung in the air, you took the opportunity to bite at Wooyoung’s earlobe.

He moaned softly, keening into your body. Seonghwa however, moved to take the water from Wooyoung’s white-fisted grip. Carefully unscrewing the bottle, before moving away to find a glass.

Your hot tongue against and around Wooyoung's ears flared them red once more, despite the black and white speckled fur as a foundation. You couldn't help yourself; releasing a small squeak of excitement when his hand met your inner knee. His fingers spread wide and moved towards your core pretty and carefully as his hand slowly hiked your dress. 

Sitting back down with a glass full of cold water, Seonghwa’s lips remain upturned. Taking Wooyoung’s hand still on the counter to clasp around the glass.

"Have you ever fucked a rabbit hybrid before, Wooyoung?" Seonghwa asked aloud.

The question was both innocent and damning; alluring and striking. Despite his genuine and light curiosity, Seonghwa’s voice was deep and heavy.

Wooyoung blinked for a second before a sly grin twitched up out of the abyss. His leg jumped slightly as you moved to lick and nip at his jaw towards his neck, resting your body weight on his thigh via one solid hand. It ached a little, but he didn't seem to mind.

"No. But I've heard their stamina is insane. Very breedable." His giggle melded with a yipping sound, making you squeak quietly against him in natural response. Seonghwa’s ears softened at the sound before his mind refocused.

"Oh?" 

Seonghwa hummed, his hands resting over Wooyoung’s. Playing with his fingers against the glass and making the fox's chest beat that little bit faster. 

"Y-yeah." Wooyoung complied. Eyes dropping to the glass in his hands. His hand twitched in response to your shuffling, in a hurry to pull your chairs closer. As Wooyoung moved to help, the older male made a disapproving sound.

"Eyes on me, please." Wooyoung nodded quickly, stiffening his spine with a newly set agenda. "Y/N gets easily distracted."

As if to prove his point your attention switched from Wooyoung’s soft honey skin to sliding a palm into his tight slacks. It was far too easy. Riling him up. Seonghwa ran his thumb over Wooyoung’s knuckle, pressing him to hold the glass. 

Wooyoung’s soft moans and gulps were nothing compared to the dip of his eyes and twitching fingers from the sensation of your warm hand wrapping around the base of his cock. 

"Do you usually cum so fast Woo?" You giggled into his neck cheekily, using just your experience to spread his already sticky member into comfortable lubrication.

Wooyoung whined in humiliation as Seonghwa frowned. 

"That's not very nice, bun. Don't be a brat." 

"Sorry, just curious." You giggled, a tight tug to the base of Wooyoung’s cock and a kiss to the cheek serving as plenty enough compensation. 

"Plus," You sang, nuzzling Wooyoung’s pretty hair, "I think he likes it."

Seonghwa chose not to respond. If he played into your games then Wooyoung would be drained dry within the next hour. He remembered him saying he wants kids someday.

"Where were we?" The feline hummed softly. 

It was a rhetorical question; you all knew that. But it didn't stop Wooyoung from trying to answer.

"Easily distracted. Noted." 

Seonghwa smiled softly. Ears curling back in a genuine expression of pride. 

"Good." He purred. Breaking eye contact to let the younger breathe for a moment. Turning the heat off to allow Wooyoung to refocus on your slow and lazy movements around his cock. Wooyoung was very slowly burning up a coil in his gut and you were squirming in excitement. Pressing hot and messy kisses against his ear and jaw.

"Are you happy to follow the traffic light system?" Seonghwa asked. Voice softer than before. Thumb turning the ring on Wooyoung’s thumb. 

The younger one nodded confidently.

"Red. Amber. Green. All known and used. Fine with me."

"Good." Seonghwa purred again, eyes piercing into the fox so much so that he felt breathless. "Any hard limits?" 

Wooyoung's breath caught as your hand jerked suddenly. He fought to not move his eyes, but they fuzzed over as soon as your fingers hooked around the head of his cock, member now free from his slacks via your skilled unbuttoning and being teased relentlessly.

"Sorry," You giggled. "Lost my balance ~"

"Eyes up, Woo." Seonghwa mumbled softly, dismissing you entirely. “This is important.” Wooyoung refocused, clearing his throat as his hand retraced from your thigh to grip at his knee. 

"Umm - limits? No, not really. Just nothing painful. Nothing bad. Like really bad." 

You giggled, nose twitching as your tail bounced within Seonghwa’s peripheral vision. "But you're bad, Woo!" 

Wooyoung’s laugh was sharp and high-pitched, making Seonghwa’s ears shoot back.

"That's - understandable." The feline answered louder than before. Pressuring you with his aura until you nuzzled into the fox's neck once more. Planning your next move while your husband was distracted.

"I'm not fond of pain either. And bun bun hates restricted visibility - bad for prey types by nature. It's just good to know before we accidentally run into anything -" 

Seonghwa is cut off by a loud whining yowl from Wooyoung, ears back and leg jumping to hit up against the solid counter with a solid thump. Your other hand had joined at Wooyoung’s cock; massaging his balls while the other worked him into a squelching mess.

"That’s quite enough, bun." The feline purred deeply. Gentle in tone, but still an order. "You'll milk him dry otherwise."

You huffed softly. Ears flopping back as a pout formed on your face. At your lack of pause, the feline frowned, slapping your thigh from under the table with a firm, cold palm that pulled your spine and tail up straight in shock. Your body retracted into itself on instinct; hands shooting to protect your chest and knees pulling up before slowly being lowered back down in shame.

"I-I was so fucking close…" Wooyoung whined. Panting as his chest heaved with taught and building tension now trapped in his aching abdomen. You pouted at your husband under your lashes. 

But Seonghwa stayed silent. His nose pinched high in annoyance; eyes flicking over you in distaste. And ears folded back against his head. 

In a swift upward momentum, Seonghwa moved to stand. Walking around the island to stand in front of Wooyoung. Wooyoung curled under his gaze, tail pulling against his body and covering his cock and hips.

The ice clinked against the glass in Seonghwa’s hand. The item raised in what seemed to be slow motion up to the fox hybrid’s mouth. Wooyoung quickly held the glass steady with his fingertips as the rim rested against his lip, breath cut short from the felines aura and height over his smaller frame.

Seonghwa tugged his sleeves to his elbows. Unbuttoned and a mess; the cuff surrounding his bicep moved as his spare hand gripped Wooyoung’s face. Jaw slack as pressure forced his mouth open from either cheek. He released a small whine, Seonghwa’s tail flicking harshly at his calves. 

“Drink.” Seonghwa prompted. “Should help your stamina, if bun hasn’t already ruined it.” Gaze set and unwavering. Wooyoung nodded as much as he could; Seonghwa’s hand loosening to card through the younger boy's hair.

You took this moment to whip away from your chair, padding around in a billow of silk to approach Seonghwa’s side. His eyes remained focused on Wooyoung, tightening his grip to tip his head and the drip backwards. But his ear swivelled to follow your body, tail curling against you as you used a grip on his shoulder to kiss his cheek sweetly. The short purr and flick of his felt ear told you that you were forgiven, for the most part.

Pulling away, the sight in front of you was mesmerizing.

“You’re so handsome Woo ~” You called gently, arms circling your husband’s waist. “Hwa loves pampering - it’s one of his favourite things ~” You sang, nuzzling at said male's arm with quiet squeaks.

Wooyoung stuttered a null response, sputtering the water from his lips to spill from the edges of his mouth and down the exposed length of his throat. It was so beautifully sinful.

“Easy. Breathe. I’ve got you.”

Seonghwa pulled the glass back, allowing Wooyoung to hold his wrist as he regained himself. 

Seonghwa glared down at you until you hid your smile in his arm; so giddy to work both with and against him.

Once Wooyoung had caught his breath, Seonghwa clinked the ice in the glass, the fox’s nod and small "Green." signalling his will to continue the game.

“Good boy.” Seonghwa buzzed, Wooyoung’s ears folded more pleasantly this time as he relaxed into Seonghwa’s control. Trusting the feline to tip his head back and hold the glass steady as the rest was tipped at a steady flow, gulping as much as he could until it hit a rhythm that seemed to last forever; ice cubes tapping against his lips as water flowed out of his mouth. 

Breathing through his nose, he allowed the pooling cold liquid to wash up out of his lips and over his hot neck, soaking the fabric of his pressed white shirt. Over his hot skin and down his wrists and fingers and forearms; down to his hot abdomen until it tapped at the floor from one long stream down his cheek.

Wooyoung gasped shallow breaths as the water ran out and the glass was pulled away. Seonghwa released the grip on his hair and Wooyoung dipped forward, all the blood rushing to his head. 

“That was hot as fuck.” He choked, coughing slightly with a newfound kink.

Seonghwa set the glass aside, focus back on you at last.

“You’re being so bad, bun.” He hummed, disappointment was evident in his tone as he dipped to meet your lips, his hand bracing the back of your hair. The kiss was open but soft, your bite at his plump lips causing him to sigh, pecking at his lips before he pulled away to purr down at you. 

But your smile melted hearts. 

And he eventually relented after a kiss to the edge of his lips, then another on top of his smile. 

“Such a fiend, little bunny.” The sound of his deep voice melted through the vibration of his deep purr. Seonghwa’s hands lay solid on your waist. Meanwhile, your own hand had begun to tug at the annoying barrier restricting you from moving much further into your husband's body; ready to jump his bones if it wasn’t for the frustrating buttons laying at his waist.

Seonghwa airily laughed at your huffs of frustration, and the lop ears twitching back against your relaxing curls. He nuzzled your hairline instead, pinching the soft fur of your ear between his thumb and forefinger and rubbing in circles.

“Go sit on the island for me, my love. Wooyoung can help you up there if you can’t reach.”

You whined but ultimately moved away with a roll of your eyes and a pout once you knew he wasn’t going to budge from your pleading. 

Wooyoung met you as you turned, stealing a kiss from you that left you breathless; lifting you by the hips onto the counter with surprising ease. To your amusement, he remained cheeky until your dress was manoeuvred up and under your hips, his lips never detaching from your own and hands finding purchase on your ass.

His palm swiped at your thigh, causing you to squeak and jolt with a twitching nose. Wooyoung's foxish laugh echoed through you in glee, causing you to laugh in coyness as his hands explored every inch of your lower half. 

Seonghwa came to the other side of the thin counter, slack suspenders pulled down and shirt tugged over his head. You would never get tired of that view; legs wrapping around Wooyoung’s hips as he kissed open red marks on the unclaimed side of your neck. 

Wooyoung’s hands slipped from your calf up to the back of your knee; encouraging you to tip backwards in faith as your thighs tapped your arms. Tipping back into a trust fall, your husband's warm and solid chest met your shoulder blades, head crease tucked perfectly against the curve of his collarbone. 

“Hello, love.” He purred softly into your cheek, ears folded back as his hands glided across the counter to find purchase at your wrists, pulling them behind your back in a firm grip. 

Wooyoung’s hands had been running over your skin, trying to find a sensitive spot, before his luck was found at your pelvic bone.

His hands trailed over the faux panty line created by the thong string, further massaging with gentle pressure until your hips tweaked and small noises escaped from you, Wooyoung chuckling before relenting. Instead, he moved to push the silk up over your chest, held by Seonghwa’s spare hand. 

The fabric gripped between his knuckles reminded you of the marble sculptures in your art studies; distracted by his face at this angle and huffing in an effort to nuzzle his warm honey skin. He chuckled down at you, kissing your eyelids before the attention was stolen back by the fox.

“Do you trust me?” Wooyoung asked with a wicked grin on his face. Despite your best wishes, your heart told you to trust him.

“Yes, of course.” You mumbled quietly, cheeks flushed at the power switch. In this position, you were very much at the will of the two men. And even more so put out by the smirk on Seonghwa’s face. 

“Good.” He laughed, brandishing two ice cubes and twirling them between deft fingers.

The slow torture began with the cubes in one hand gliding over the inside of your hot thighs; kept apart by Wooyoung’s hips and willpower alone. He didn’t seem to mind how much you moved or made cute clipped sounds of joy as he separated the cubes into separate hands.

His eyes stayed trained on your body's reaction; running the cubes over your pubic bone just to hear you plead quietly for movement. Seonghwa shushed you, kissing at your temple with a solid thrumming purr vibrating against your back. 

Moving upwards, you twitched at the cubes on your stomach. 

Wooyoung proved himself true as a kind boy and not a sadist; choosing to swipe his tongue against your nipples as a warm-up to the ice. It lessened your surprise as he plopped a cube into his mouth, hardly having to bend at the counter due to his height as his mouth met your chest.

He started slow. Kissing everywhere but where you truly wanted him. Around your breasts, under your ribs and even up against your collarbone. All until you cried out softly against the cold air of the kitchen fan making you shiver.

“Could you quit moving so much - sit still for me, pretty bunny.” Seonghwa purred, biting softly at the base of your ear to keep you grounded for as long as he could maintain the pressure. You whimpered in response, shuffling to push your chest up, but keeping your spine locked in obedient focus. 

Wooyoung laughed, bouncing an “Alright princess ~” against your skin before his lips found purchase around your nipple. 

Your nose twitched at the same pace as your thighs hiked up high to Wooyoung’s ribs. He grazed his teeth against your nipple before releasing the ice from his cheek and spare hand, enveloping you in a shocking coldness at the same time as his hips ground down at a mind-tingling angle against your clothed core. 

Pulling away from your chest far too soon, Wooyoung laughed heartily at your fucked out expression, crunching the ice in his mouth with a wink. You pouted, about to huff a long string of curse words before your husband released the silk; allowing it to billow down and over your waist and the side suddenly. Like lapping water, it hit Wooyoung’s wrist’s on your hip bones. 

The aesthetic of the scene overwhelmed you for a moment, before Seonghwa’s nose at your temple turned into pressed kisses at your cheek, down your jaw. Wooyoung seemed unbothered by the dress, pulling up a bar stool chair behind him to sit and curl the fabric up against your waist.

“You smell so fucking tasty bunny.” Wooyoung mumbled as his ears pulled back, seemingly speaking to himself in fascination. 

You jumped slightly as Wooyoung’s arms slipped up and under your hips to tug you forward very slightly, nose pressing unabashedly to the small squared fabric of your lace thong and inhaling deeply at a slow pace. Your cheeks burned, never having it commented on before by your stoic partner.

“Tastes even better.” Seonghwa practically growled against your ear through reverberating teeth, making you shiver and moan softly. 

“I do?” You whimpered, earning a bite at your lopped ears from your husband. A yes on his behalf.

Wooyoung laughed a subdued “I don’t doubt it.” before he went back to the task at hand; hooking your thighs up over his biceps and resting his elbows on the counter. He licked at the skin on either side of your vagina. Deliberately taking his time and biting at the juncture of your thighs and hip on two separate upward slopes.

But when he did eventually hook your thong aside with his thumbs and place his still cool tongue onto your folds, you immediately melted against your husband's chest. At your sharp responsive whine, Seonghwa met your awaiting mouth. Lazily slipping his tongue into your mouth to subdue the urge of sucking something that he knew you for far too well.

Wooyoung kept a steady palm on your hips to keep you stationery but generally found your twitches totally adorable. An actual predator would hold their prey until they stopped twitching; and in Wooyoung’s mind, he imagined it worked in quite the same way, if only for sex. He intended to make you move until you no longer could.

He groaned instantly as he lapped slowly between your folds, sucking at the hood of your clit to release quickly on a repeating cycle. He could already tell you were easy to work up at a quick pace; learning the rumours about bunnies were actually true. Prone to coming multiple times at a fast pace.

Wooyoung watched your stomach flex as you moaned into Seonghwa’s mouth, pulling away for air finally to whine “Please don’t stop, ngh - Please Woo-ie …”. The feline behind you nudged your head back up against his shoulder to suck at the sensitive bruise that started this whole mess. 

“Fingers. Tail. Don't stop until she cries.” Seonghwa huffed in an impossibly low tone, directed at the fox making a meal of you below. Not that you heard anyways; eyes squeezed shut and hips grinding against Wooyoung’s mouth as he followed through his motions.

The fox hummed, pulling away with a pop to chuckle. “On it.” Exchanging a dark look with the feline before winking. Trust me, it said. 

Seonghwa smiled back. I do, it whispered.

Wooyoung worked fast; fingers skilled and tongue even more so. The past few minutes seemed like mere child play now; circling your entrance with his tongue before sinking two readily accepted thin fingers into your heat, the immediate squelching sound making you sigh, Seonghwa’s purr loud and solid against your cheeks. 

His tongue moved to lap in quick succession at an angle up towards your clit; until he eventually figured out where it was and the best angle you responded to. After some gentle scissoring, his fingers hooked up and stroked at your upper walls on every motion outwards, brushing against your g spot on every other stroke.

At a particularly loud and long whine, your body flinched to move inwards, Wooyoung taking this as a sign to firmly grab at your tiny curled tail, tugging and holding it away from your body with enough force for you to come apart instantly. Tears sprung past your eyes as your nerves turned into a live wire, body shaking and whining. Wooyoung worked you through it; moving away as your whines grew sharp and your thighs rested back on his biceps.

Your eyes remained unfocused after your first orgasm; the unspun wire in your gut pulling back to quickly constrict into a tight and intense coil once again. “Ngh - fuck - please don’t stop baby - so good…” Wooyoung laughed, shaking his head before going straight back to work. 

His touches were less intense than before but just as enthusiastic. Using his fingers to hook upwards while Seonghwa held your squirming torso upright. Lips wrapped around your clit in a consistent sucking pressure with a flicking tongue that had you seeing stars. You cried out, body tensing until your second orgasm pulled a heat over your body strong enough to make you shiver from head to curled toe. You quickly shuffled away to grab a breather after the peak quickly fell.

Seonghwa shushed your tears of pure joy, kissing at your cheeks and purring at your newly released hands searching instantly for his own against your ribs.

“Easy, bun. I've got you." He whispered, torso and hands holding you upright as he looked towards Wooyoung with a pleased smile.

“You ate her alive. Good job Woo, I'm impressed.” By this point, Seonghwa was aching for any release, happy to observe but reaching his limit. His voice was slightly strained, though only you could tell. “Usually people stop after the first wave.”

“What can I say - I’m greedy.” Like a fox that just caught a chicken; Wooyoung swiped his chin and mouth, licking his gums in glee.

“Well fuck - you were right - she tastes even better than she smells, Hwa.” 

Seonghwa laughed softly, quietly enjoying the fox’s boyish charm. 

“I know, right. Like sweetened almonds?”

“Yeah! Exactly like almonds! But, like, the sugar paste stuff?”

“Marzipan, I believe it’s called, in that form.” Seonghwa hummed, admiring the sheen to Wooyoung’s brow and his dishevelled hair. His loosened tie and rolled up sleeves. He was a very handsome guy, with an air about him that would usually make the elder anxious. But for now, in this scenario, he was very amused.

“More, please.” A quiet voice muffled.

Both eyes shot down towards you as your thighs quivered, lowering back down to cautiously rest beside Wooyoung’s hips. The fox smiled, exchanging a look with the cat behind you. His palms glided up and down your thighs, shushing you before humming with thought.

“I want to come again.” It was your own voice, if a little distant. Pleading and full of need. “Please. Want it.”

Wooyoung laughed loud and high-pitched, scrunching his nose as his hands patted your hips. "So soon? Aren't you sensitive?"

Seonghwa smiled dotingly. "We've got a few more rounds before that sets in. She can take it. Can't you bun?"

He kissed your cheek as you nodded quickly, before finally releasing your hands and pulling away to grasp at the pooling fabric at your hips. The material swooshed up and over your head, your husband leaving the dress shoved onto one of the still-parked bar stool seats. You would have a hell of a time ironing that later.

Seonghwa’s hands slipped over your ribs. Running circles at your side almost by habit. Wooyoung’s eyes softened as he explored you one more time, fully. 

“On your stomach, angel.” Wooyoung jerked his chin upwards, meeting Seonghwa’s pleased expression behind your shoulder at this sudden, confident demand. Your mind took a second to catch up before you gulped, nodding in a dazed fashion. 

While Seonghwa tugged you back by the armpits, Wooyoung playfully grabbed your calves to slide you back over the counter with a friction-induced squeak. They didn't let you turn over alone; instead, they manhandled you to flip over onto your belly like a fish, with all the blood rushing to your ears as they blushed a deep pink behind white fur; the cold counter making you shiver. 

Wooyoung’s palms smoothed over the curve of your ass and your spine, Seonghwa taking a moment to delicately remove your earrings. Your heart swooned. You had practically forgotten they existed.

Wooyoung had tugged you back slightly, enough so your knees hit the open space under the island. Leaving your ass up and without much to support you other than his newly clothed hips pressing against your naked thighs. And the moments where you had taken note of his cock - beautiful and curved, not too big but not too small either, really quite pretty; like him - all came to mind as his hard-on pressed into your skin.

“You usually cum so fast, bunny? I know I'm good, but that was a fucking record.” Wooyoung snickered, swiping a palm over your backside. 

Seonghwa laughed softly before a sound permeated by a yelp told you of the yanked ear above you.

"Still rude." He corrected in a lazy tone. "Brat."

You had yelped at the sudden smack at your behind, nose and tail twitching as your hands reached forward to impatiently attempt the feline's slacks a second time. You tugged and pulled dumbly, yet nothing would give.

Seonghwa peered down at you, watching patiently. Entirely amused and not interested in helping, instead watching as your face melded into something sinful at Wooyoung’s fingers slipping back into you so easily. 

Seonghwa smiled at your expression, thumb brushing over your cheek as his fingers curled under your chin. Eyes focused on your face as Wooyoung added a third finger, your whines and softly creased brow muffled by your effort to pull Seonghwa’s clothes off of him so desperately.

"Hwa - off - please - don't be - mean." You all but whined, huffing each word in annoyance.

Finally, his larger hands gently peeled yours away. Unclipping one side to reveal a hidden zip. The bastard buttons weren’t even real, you mentally cursed.

Chuckling, he moved to tug his slacks and boxers off and eventually away, after some more consistent whining, just to see you beg. 

Seonghwa’s hands found purchase threaded into the back of your hair. And with Wooyoung’s patient and tactful scissoring, your hips twitched for more. He leaned his head back and sighed loudly as you licked up his thick shaft; not interested in doing anything other than sinking your mouth down onto him. Seonghwa groaned softly as his hips rocked shallowly against your lazily sucking mouth; the hair on the back of his neck standing on edge at your gentle cupping and the way you massaged his balls.

“Don't you want to take those tight clothes off, kit?” Seonghwa purred loudly; something similar to a vibrating radiator. “Let’s see that toned body you’re so fond of, hmm? Must be uncomfortable in those slacks. Don’t be shy."

Wooyoung moaned aloud in response to Seonghwa’s deep and alluring tone, ears folded to the side and tail curled as he left your body to quickly pull his clothes off. 

At your whines of being left to balance alone, the fox shushed you. As Wooyoung moved back, he paused. Hands resting on your hips to bask in Seonghwa’s attention and he licked his lips, looking the younger male over.  

“Beautiful, Wooyoung.” Seonghwa’s compliment was genuine; washing Wooyoung over with glee. He made a small happy yipping sound before Seonghwa smiled back, nodding towards your thighs twisting together for some form of friction. The fox’s nose twitched in reaction, pupils dilating further than they had already been.

His palm reached to need your left cheek, eyes entirely focused on the wetness soaking your thighs. You hummed against Seonghwa’s heavy cock in your mouth; tail bouncing as his palm moved to the other side, seemingly only spreading you apart for the absolute slow tease.

What you couldn’t see, however, was the intense eye contact happening between the men, over the top of your beautiful body. The way Wooyoung felt up his chest. Or his hand wrapping around his cock. Using all the cum from your pettings to squeeze hard and tight around his cock. His neck flushed red, choking a little before releasing, to move forward and tap against your core.

Upon impact; you jumped. Seonghwa holding your head as you choked with a tic springing in his jaw.

“Hurry up.” He huffed, ears pulled back and tail curled around his thigh in ecstasy.

Wooyoung didn’t need much more prompting; pushing the head of his cock into your wet pussy in one fluid thrust until he bottomed out. Your loud moans caused the feline to put up a palm quickly, signalling Wooyoung to stop.

You tapped Seonghwa's hips, face pulled back by his grip on your scalp, and moaned loudly. 

“Colour, bun.” He mumbled. Fully knowing you were able to take such sensitivity sparking up your spine after two quick orgasms, but wanting to hear you say it anyway.

“G-green, fuck. So good Hwa.” Spit hung between your chin and his member; mixed with precum as it dripped down his thigh. You sputtered, reaching for the edge of his hips to steady yourself. At such a filthy sight, your husband tightened his grip on your hair, lip curled into something wicked as he nodded at Wooyoung.

At the same time as Wooyoung pushed forward; back into your dripping core, Seonghwa Plunged his thick cock in one slick movement to the back of your throat. You moaned loudly, but quickly choked, Seonghwa pulling away to watch your fucked out yet concentrated face and tongue lull to the side; Wooyoung thrusting short and fast into your hot wet cunt. His grip on your thighs would leave indents but you had no want to complain.

Seonghwa’s purrs were unruly. Biting his tongue as he met your eyes.

“Gonna relax your throat for me, beautiful? Hmm?” His thumb stroking at your cheek distracts your fuzzy brain from the dick sliding hot and heavy inside you; Wooyoung in his own world as he yips and whines loudly on each thrust. Dumbly, you nodded, opening your mouth for him to take charge, fingers gripping his hips and the counter side with white knuckles.

Your muscles felt like electric jelly, tail twitching as you pulled close to yet another high. But you tried to ignore it; focusing instead on relaxing your throat for your husband and squeezing your thighs together under the counter. At this angle, it was a little hard to breathe, but you only needed your nose anyway. 

Seonghwa waited until you relaxed your jaw for him; fucking your throat on a steady and careful increase. Until your moans and chips caused him to jerk forward, knocking you back into Wooyoung. He stilled as you calmed your throat, only moving once a tear slid down your cheek. Beautiful. Kind. And cruel.

“Gonna come.” Wooyoung huffed, head down and hips only focused on drilling into you. His neck flushed as he fought to catch up with the second orgasm that was ripped away from him so soon. His dick twitched inside of you; your tapping at Seonghwa’s hips causing him to pull away. He kept a tight grip on your hair as you pulled your torso up, fingers gripping the edge of the counter.

From this angle, Wooyoung hit up against your g-spot and caused an unfamiliar sound of want to spill from your throat, almost eye level with the intense feline standing in front of you. 

His purrs softened, using his spare hand to wipe your mouth.

You hit the counter with your palm weakly, desperate to fall over the peak. And from the tears on your cheeks, your husband knew what you needed.

“Tail?” He whispered with care upon his lips. Your thighs and lips quivered as you whimpered a strained nod, sniffling as the fox slowed to hit deep and heavy. Seonghwa smiled, amused, but happy to wait a little longer. 

Moving forward so your chest rested against his, he held you until your arms gripped at his biceps. Using his delicate fingers to trace around the base of your tail, underneath, then back up and over.

“F-fuck, I can feel - her pussy moves when you do that, Hwa -” Wooyoung’s voice was high and desperate. Seonghwa leaned his cheek against your hair to nuzzle your floppy ear over and onto your shoulder; biting down softly and holding until your body seized up, crying out.

He let go of your ear, continuing to play with your tail as Wooyoung’s tail bristled; a sure sign he was about to come. 

“Cum for me. Go on. You can do it. You’ve both done so well.” 

Seonghwa’s gentle prompt was the cause for both of your triumphs. Wooyoung pulled out of your pussy in quick speed to come hard and fast all over the back of your thighs and ass, moaning loudly, until his backside hit the chair pulled high behind him, entirely worn out. Seonghwa tugged you up on the counter so you didn't slip, quickly moving his hands to rub harshly at your clit. You came hard, vision going black as your body burned. Squirting ever so slightly; a first in your books.

“Good kits, both of you, hmm? So pretty.” 

“You’re prettier.” You moaned softly, head fuzzy and body whirring. 

As your eyes rested for a moment, a purr sounded against your ear, your cheek hitting Seonghwa’s chest. His arms reached to hook under your knees and the back of your ribs as he picked you up from the counter. “Come on, let’s go somewhere a little more comfortable.”

“Is she okay?” Wooyoung’s weak voice floated out from behind the feline, melting into his hold as he moved you all in the direction of the bedroom. His worry was evident, but Seonghwa didn’t move as his hand rested against your ankles, moving to check on your body language.

“She’s fine.” Seonghwa hummed softly, looking down at you for confirmation. “Just came very hard, a little too fast. Don’t feel bad.” The boy shared a smile, Wooyoung nodding shyly. “Colour bun?”

With a giddy-sounding laugh, you petted your sensitive ears and stretched in Seonghwa’s hold. “Green for greatness!” You giggled, humoured by the felines rolling eyes and Wooyoung’s cackling laughter.

Seonghwa carried you into the bedroom, kneeling on the bed before dropping you with a slight bounce. “Why thank you, my love.” You smiled, shuffling back against the pillows on wobbly limbs. Seonghwa followed you backwards, making your nerves spark on end as his tug on your ankles pulled you onto your back. 

You squealed softly, reaching to wrap your arms around his neck, entirely content with the kisses placed over your chest and neck. Over the top of Seonghwa’s shoulders, Wooyoung looked displaced at the entrance of the bedroom. His tail curled to his crotch and his ears folded.

“Woo~” You pulled him toward you both with voice alone; nails pulling through Seonghwa’s hair as he bit at your breast. Sighing softly, Seonghwa pulled away, hands following the length of your body until he sat back on his heels. His cock sat upright and angry against his abdomen; almost as strained as his facial expression.

At the edge of the bed, Wooyoung whined softly. “I don’t think I'm of much help anymore…” 

As he gestured at his obviously spent body, Seonghwa sent you a pointed look. You huffed exaggeratedly, crossing over your arms with a pout. He had warned you about milking him too fast; it had happened as soon as he had expected. Those who didn’t sleep with bunny hybrids had no idea the self-restraint of wearing their partner out first. 

Well, luckily Seonghwa did. And he was patient enough to follow it through.

“Sorry.” Wooyoung huffed, deflated.

“No, don’t be… Wait there…” Seonghwa quickly intercepted, seeing that the fox was starting to pull away. His voice trailed off in thought before his brow released from an intense pinch and his palm patted your thighs in a eureka expression. 

“Up, bun, please.” At his instruction, you huffed with folded arms. “Now.” Before scooting promptly out of the way.

The bed was king-sized and plenty big. But Seonghwa’s wide and tall frame took up a considerable amount of space, pulling pillows behind him to get comfortable before resting his legs in front of him. He looked far too smug for your liking.

Wooyoung watched the two of you as a spark lit between your eyes. He was pushing you to be defiant; to refuse to ride him. And you were debating your options. He was making you work for more; work to get him off, too.

“You’re mean.” You huffed, finally moving to straddle his thighs. “You know I don’t like this position…”

You knew this feeling, knew it very well. But it still didn’t help curb the strength of it as it washed over you and down to your core as your smaller body climbed over him. Seonghwa purred through open lips, pinching your chin to push a thumb against your bottom lip.

“You don’t like it because you’re spoiled, Y/N. And you’re lucky I love serving you.”

Your body betrayed you as his other hand gripped the base of your tail, making you jump in a deep heat of arousal, glare completely dropped from your face. Smiling with sly eyes, Seonghwa released you, leaning back. 

His palm tapped your thighs again. “Turn around for me, love.”

You turned with a grumble. Reaching out for Wooyoung to join you between Seonghwa’s legs. He moved after the feline's smile and nod, but almost fell over at your high-pitched sudden moan at Seonghwa pulling your hips back to enter your well-lubed pussy. But he was still a stretch. Larger than Wooyoung in every sense. Sitting back, with Seonghwa’s grip forcing your movement, you whimpered at the feeling of bottoming out.

“Woo-ie ~” You moaned, reaching for his shoulders to tug him closer. 

Seonghwa watched with heavy eyes and a twitching cock as you ground down on him; tugging the fox closer to kiss together so messily, no minds involved as Wooyoung’s hands immediately took purchase at your chest. You moaned into Wooyoung’s mouth endlessly, not doing much other than grinding your clit down against Seonghwa’s pubic bone, happy to be full and tingling again. 

He stretched his legs so his knees were beside Wooyoung’s shoulders, legs spread pretty wide for this position and causing him to hit even deeper. Wooyoung moved one hand to fondle Seonghwa’s balls, cradling them and then moving gently, causing a muscle to jump in his leg. 

With grit teeth and a deep rumbling purr, Seonghwa’s hand swiped sharply over your sore backside. “Start hopping, bun bun.”

But it worked. Spurring you to move; setting a pace in motion with his hand gripping at your love handles. Albeit, you were weak in the knees from being split open, but you rode him with as much as you could give. All the while kissing lazily with the fox in front of you.

There was no chance he had anything else to give, but he was happy to watch. 

Curious, he pulled on Seonghwa’s tail.

Seonghwa bucked up with a loud yowl, causing you to cry out in pleasure, Wooyoung laughed loudly and almost fell back in shock. 

“Shit - sorry Hwa -” 

“Never pull - a cat - ngh - fuck - a cat’s - tail!” You managed dumbly between now-met thrusts, honestly grateful that Wooyoung had spurred the feline to move. He simply laughed, sitting back to watch you. 

“Fuck - you guys… You look so good together. Fuck… If I was going to get hard again, now would be the time, but I’m afraid -”

You could tell Seonghwa was close. Squeaking and squirming in joy as he finally moved, like you knew he was bound to do. He ultimately cut off Wooyoung’s rambling by sitting up and pushing your chest into the bed, hands pressing to bend your waist. His tail curled wildly, thrusting at a deep and fast pace with laboured breaths.

“S-shit, look what, y-you’ve done~ Sensitive kitty~” You sang as your toes curled, hands massaging at your ears. Seonghwa’s grunts were small and punctuated, causing you to grind back against him every time he stilled. You knew he was trying to pull it out for as long as possible; but with this much build-up, you knew he needed it as much as you did.

And as your walls fluctuated against his dick, he grabbed at your tail harshly, stilling the movement of his hips to feel you come around him; moans loud and pressed as you milked him for what he was worth. 

Seonghwa held you up by the tail as your muscles melted into the bed; but your hips were still twitching to move against him, even after your high. He was sensitive, so moaned softly, but knew what you could provide.

“I know you have one more in you bun.” He said through grit teeth, ears pulled back and neck back also to stop from collapsing. “Hurry, before I go soft.” 

Wooyoung jumped at the chance to help. He lay on his stomach to be able to reach your face, holding both your ears behind your face to kiss passionately. You struggled to keep up; but with Seonghwa holding you up by the tail and pinching your clit, you came one last time. Squeezing your eyes shut and grinding against him until the sensitivity finally struck. Body shaking in waves as Seonghwa moved away to find a towel; leaving Wooyoung to place your cheek on his thigh and comb your hair gently.

“See -” You huffed weakly, reaching to intertwine a hand with yours. “- I knew you’d enjoy this.” 

Seonghwa returned with a damp edge of a towel, wiping softly at your thighs as he smiled at your statement. “Was that for Woo? Or me, my love?” 

“Mmmm…” You mumbled, eyes drooping as Wooyoung scratched at the base of your ear, hands heavy and grounding on your spinning head. “Yeah… S’mthing like that Hwa…”

“I see.” The feline smiled. Contentment spread from eye to eye. “Shower or bath, kit?” 

Wooyoung blinked before mumbling a response. “Oh - are - are you guys okay with me staying?”

“Of course.” Seonghwa smiled graciously. Lips curling as his lips usually did. “It was fun, and nice to see you in a new light, Woo. We’d love for you to stay; if you wouldn’t mind? Possibly do this again in the future. See where things take us.”

Wooyoung nodded quickly. “Yeah, shit, I’d love to.”

Seonghwa chuckled. “Good. Bun will be pleased.”

Wooyoung looked down, indeed welcomed by your sleeping face and puttering lips. Fingers caught in his knuckles and your body curled into a loosely twitching ball of tranquillity. 

“I was right, by the way.” Wooyoung giggled. 

Seonghwa simply raised a brow, “Oh?”.

“She looks so much prettier, choking on your cock, than playing coy with mine.” 

well would you look at that: updated 15/JULY/2022

[thetypingpup]

imagine a hybrid fox wooyoung

he is very tactile and sensitive, it is important for him that you devote 100% of your time to him, because he is so attached to you, so wants to be needed and loved, and you are the center of the universe for him.

he always wants to be close to you, wraps his tail around you and buries his nose in your neck, inhaling your scent, purrs and purses his ears when you caress him, makes cute sobs and whines, dissolving into your touch. I think he is obedient, but at the same time a little cocky and possessive. Sometimes he likes to act like a brat and is so obsessed with the idea that you care about him. and it belongs to you. Just as he dreams of smelling you and having you make him yours, claim him, he is equally obsessed with showing everyone that you belong to him and smell like him, this makes him the happiest

he wants to be your good boy so bad, wants to be your only good boy. he leans into your touch when you pet him, nuzzling your hand and humming in bliss the entire time. he quickly gets consumed by the need to be surrounded by you, wanting you to completely envelop him. when he wraps his arms and his tail around you, he not so subtly begs you to do the same thing, wanting to just be encased in your scent and your warmth. the thought of having your scent on him is enough to get him off, and he's definitely gotten off to the thought more than one restless night, (not so) quietly whimpering as he frantically strokes his cock and takes in your scent. biting would be one of his favorite things, because he can easily get everything he wants. he can get your attention, rile you up, and mark you as his, all at once. scent marking is another, and your naughty little fox definitely makes a habit of turning you on, then stealing your ruined panties and rubbing them all over his face and neck. the scent of your arousal is quite literally his favorite perfume, and although it's imperceptible to most humans, other hybrids will get the message that he's yours and he's the only one who can know you so intimately, and he fucking loves it. when you let him between your legs, he takes ample time nuzzling your thighs, leaving his scent right around the apex of your thighs so the smell of your arousal will be intertwined with his. half the time when he goes down on you, he teases you with light licks, partly so you'll take control and yank his hair to tell him to get on with it, partly so he can just sit there and take in your scent for as long as you'll let him. your scent is just so intoxicating to him, so addictive, and he'll happily do whatever it takes just so you'll let him breathe you in a little while longer. very sweet, and definitely has his teasing bratty moments, getting a kick out of working you up just so you'll manhandle him into submission. he loves the fact that it's you putting him in his place, and that you're so affected by what he's doing that you need him right then and there. his happiest moments are when you claim him, biting his neck, making him cry out and scream with bliss, marking him as yours. he just wants to be yours so bad it aches, and so he's over the moon everytime you indulge him.

[hongjoongscafe]

Someone out there…

Part: 1 {Serieslist}

|In the empty house|

Pairing: bunny!hybrid!jungkookxhuman!readerxbunny!hybrid!wooyoung

Boy groups involved: BTS & ATEEZ

Genre: angst, fluff, smut, neighbour au, hybrid au.

Summary: the two bunny hybrids were terrified of the cruel world. Will they be able to live their life?

Word count: 2.2k+

BTS and ATEEZ masterlist

Masterpost

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The hot days of June were never your thing. It always felt like your skin was melting and becoming juice for vampires. You did adore them though, the vampires. You watched a movie about them just last night.

The closest thing to a vampire was a bat hybrid. They were mostly stray and were not exactly friendly. You remembered that when you were a child, your neighbour had a bat hybrid. He once clawed the face of his owner and sat there in his bat form. It was so hard to get him off and when he did, the owner had deep wounds. Back then it was scary but now you kinda laugh. The bat hybrid was then left alone with his other bat hybrids in the dark jungle.

Hybrids.

You loved them a lot. They were so cute with their special features like tails, ears, and their ability to shift from human form to animal. They were smarter and had better hearing and vision abilities. They could climb and run fast. You always watched something about them on your phone.

But

You never owned one.

Since childhood, you always loved them so much that everyone would say that you would be the first one to adopt one or maybe more. You wanted that but life could be unfair in many ways.

You were just not ready to have one. You were still settling. Your job wasn't still giving you enough to afford a hybrid. And overall, it was a huge commitment. Having a hybrid means having a partner with you. It could turn into something more than an owner-and-hybrid relationship too. It was too much to ask for.

The loneliness, though, demanded that partner.

It was getting dark as you walked to your house. Trying to be health conscious, you didn't bring your car to work. The sky had pretty hues of orange and red. You worked overtime not because you had too much work but because you wanted the sun to hide away so that you could walk back in the breezy evening breeze. But to your bad luck, the environment was completely still. Not a single leaf was moving.

“Ah, I think the rain might come sooner this year,” you sighed as you looked up at the sky. “I should take a picture,” you took out your phone and clicked a picture of the beautiful sky.

Finally, you reached back and opened the door. You had already turned on the AC in your living through your phone while you were walking back. You were, for once, thankful for the electricity bill raiser machine.

You sighed happily when the chilled air kissed your face. Removing your shoes, you quickly waddled towards your bathroom to take a cold shower to cool down your nerves.

Knowing that nobody was gonna come here, you wore a cami top and your underwear. Who, in good mind, would wear proper clothes especially when they live alone or with their lovers anyway?

Wanting to eat something refreshing for dinner, you ordered Naengmyeon, the Korean cold noodles. In the meantime, you took out the bottle of soju and brought your laptop and started finding some nice shows. In the end, you settled with Spy x Family anime.

“Ah, I should turn off this AC. I hope they finalize me sooner so that I can get my whole salary and then be able to use this AC however I want,” you said to yourself.

It was a weird habit of yours that sometimes irritated your mother. But you did it without knowing. Anyway, your job would pay you highly if they decided to keep you. You were just a trainee for now. You still lived in an expensive neighbourhood. That's where your salary would go most of the time. But it was only you so there were no worries. As long as you turn off your AC for a long time, it is all set.

The bell rang after twenty minutes. You squealed excitedly and grabbed the cash. Not forgetting to wear shorts. The delivery man handed you the food and started finding the change.

Looking around while he was finding money, you saw a car that just stopped at the house on the left. That house has been empty since the day you moved in. Nobody ever visited that place. Your friends, Hongjoong and Namjoon, who live on the same street, told you about the owners living somewhere else.

The delivery guy handed you the change and left. The moment you turned around, you caught sight of a guy who walked straight into the house. And then three more people followed behind. Two of them were holding some heavy-looking stuff in their hands.

You shrugged and closed your door and went straight to your living room. You enjoyed your noodles and the anime and spent the rest of the evening watching anime and scrolling through the phone until bedtime.

…

The next morning was chaotic— as if that was a new thing to mention.

You totally forgot to prepare your outfit and then you burnt your breakfast. While trying to manage the little fire in the pan that was cooking the eggs, you knocked off some fragile glasses that broke. Your neighbours could hear it all, for sure.

On your right side, Hongjoong lived. He always complained about you being so loud without using a single word. It was embarrassing. You were totally dependent on your mother. So managing so many things at once, nah, it wasn't your thing.

“Mama,” you whined, missing your mother, “how in the world did you raise three of us at the same time?!”

“Well, I always told you that a mother can do anything. It doesn’t matter if there are three or three hundred,” your mother’s voice came out of the speaker of your phone. “And how many times did I tell you to do some work and that you will suffer later?”

“It’s not the time for scolding, mother. I’m late, I’ll call you when I am free, oky?” You said with a pout, cleaning the shards of glass from the floor.

“Oky, do your best!” said your mother.

“Thank you, Mama!” You quickly threw away the glass and grabbed your bag along with an apple as your breakfast and left your house.

Luckily, it was Friday, meaning the weekend. You couldn’t wait to sleep away the whole week.

“Hello!” You stopped in your driveway as a voice called you. You turned to the left and saw a lady who was speed-walking towards you. “Hello, I’m Kim Bina. We came back yesterday.”

The image of four people flashed in front of your eyes, “ah, hello. Welcome back!” You awkwardly said.

“Thank you! I’m not gonna waste your time. I just wanted some milk and sugar. My husband likes his morning tea too much but there is nothing at home except the raw tea,” she giggled nervously.

“Oh, yeah, hold on a second,” you quickly unlocked the door and collected the whole bottle of milk and poured some sugar into a tiny bowl.

Locking everything back, you handed the lady what she needed, “thank you so much! I hope you have a good day!”

You smiled and quickly got into your car and drove away. “Aish, lady, you made me even more late. And here I am trying to secure my job.”

…

“Joongie, Joonie, I swear to god I am gonna lose my job if I keep on getting late like this,” you stuffed your mouth with some expensive macarons that Namjoon served.

The three of you were at Namjoon’s. He invited you both for a movie evening. It was a regular thing that happened at three of your houses, turn by turn. It was great to find such dorky friends right away when you moved in here a year ago.

Back then you had just joined the company you work for. And now you were close to either losing it or securing it.

“I think you will get the job permanently, or well, as long as you don’t resign,” Namjoon said.

“Mhm, I think so too!,” Hongjoong said.

“Why?” You asked.

“You see, getting late to work is one thing and it can be changed. But quality work is what gets you a job fixed. So, I think you will get the job. Your work is neat and I have seen you working before and the fact that you complete your work before the deadline is far more important,” Namjoon said. He was an owner and CEO of a well known trading company. He knew how everything worked. Every time you had any problem in your work, you always knocked on his door with a huge sugar coated smile and puppy eyes.

Hongjoong, on the other hand, was a CEO of a music company. He was enthusiastic about music. He spent endless nights and days in his chair to get the thing done. Namjoon recorded some of his songs with him. They both shared this passion.

“Yeah, I would be so happy to have an employee like you,” Hongjoong said while sipping on his coffee. “Just do your thing properly and try not be late.”

You hummed and slumped on the couch. The movie wasn’t that interesting to watch. “Oh! The neighbors came back!”

“What neighbors?” They both looked at you.

“The one on my left side! Or right, when you face the houses,” you said.

“Ah, them! They came back? I have never seen them, to be honest. I have only heard about them from the lady who lives next to me,” Hongjoong said.

“I heard it from Mrs. Song who lives across from your house,” Namjoon said, pointing towards you.

“I saw four people yesterday. And in the morning, when I was running late, the lady stopped me and asked for milk and sugar. He said her name was- uh,” you tried to remember, “uh… oh! Kim Bina!” You hummed.

“Oh, the typical neighbor bullshit,” Hongjoong said. “Get ready for neighbors not buying their own stuff but using other people’s stuff.”

“Aw, Joongie, did your neighbor on the other side eat all of your pantry?” You mocked a pout.

“Pantry?! She inhaled my laundry detergent and groceries too!” He exclaimed, and Namjoon and you laughed at his misery, if you could call it that.

The rest of the evening went by. You all ended up watching some episode of random series. The time flew by fast and it was getting late. Hongjoong and you helped Namjoon clean up and then bid farewell for the night.

“I am going away for a while, by the way,” Hongjoong said.

“Where are you going?” You asked.

“America. I might be gone for months. If I get some time, I’ll visit back. Hopefully the work ends sooner because there is no place like home,” he sighed.

You nodded, “I’ll miss you then. Don’t forget to call often,” you smiled at him and stood outside his house.

“Of course I will,” he smiled and hugged you before letting you go.

You walked to your house and stood outside and took a deep breath. You looked towards the new neighbors, well, technically old but whatever. You smiled to yourself.

“It’s nice that you have some people living in you now, huh, house. I can’t imagine being alone like this for decades,” you talked to the house as if it had ears. But you never know. “Anyway, y/n… it’s finally the weekend. I’m gonna sleep the best.”

You nodded and went inside your house. While preparing for bed, the thought of your new neighbors came in. When you moved in here, your neighbors greeted you well and brought you meals and other useful stuff to make you comfortable. That’s how you met Hongjoong and Namjoon. They brought you dinner and spent the whole evening getting to know you. Since then, you became a part of their tiny group.

Thinking about all this, you thought of taking something for them and a welcome treat or something. That way, you could get to know them too.

So with that grand thought, you went to bed.

…

Your house was filled with the aroma of freshly baked cookies and pastries. It was only eleven in the morning. You woke up early, not because you had prepared a gift for the neighbours but out of the habit of waking up early for work.

It sucked. You only had weekends and they were destroyed by the habits.

You liked baking and cooking. It wasn't something you had time for but whenever you had some time on your hand, you always made something. And of course, shared it with good neighbours and friends.

Everything was done so you packed the cookies and the pastries separately in two containers. You were wearing your denim shorts along with a graphic tank top and your all-time favourite sneakers.

Making sure you had everything, you marched next door.

You rang the bell and stood a bit behind, waiting for someone to open. A minute later, a guy opened the door and looked at you with a question mark face.

He was beautiful, to say the least. He had a beauty mark below his left eye. His black hair brushed his slightly red eyes. He must have woken up late. But what caught your eye the most was the grey fading to white at base rabbit ears on his head. They were laying flat and twitching slightly.

“Hello, I am the neighbour next door!”

.....

Sanaa’s note:

Hello! I hope you like this part. Much more is gonna happen sooner, don't forget to join this journey as well💓.

The behaviour of all the characters is visualized.

Taglist:

@veneziamadness @cheline @sansmilkbread @jayb17 @constantlydelulusional @8tinytings @tea4sykes ; @jhmylove

*lemme know if you wanna be added to the permanent or specific taglist*

*original picture is not mine, I just edited it*

[atinycafe]

warning: nsfw under the cut, fingering, slight choking, pet names (little slut, pretty girl, babe, baby), brat & dom hybrid!wooyo, 1.7k wrds

"don't stare at me like that"

"like what?" your fox hybrid responds with a sly grin while you gently massage shampoo into his hair, your fingers deftly maneuvering through his dark locks.

"you know what i'm talking about" you remark with a pointed look, shifting your hands to the area around his fox ears, delicately massaging the black fur with the soap that carries a hint of cocoa butter fragrance.

you're perched on a little stool, rocking a pair of baby yellow panties and a matching camisole, slightly damp from hybrid!wooyoung's antics in the water. it's the midst of june, and the relentless heat had transformed both of you into perspiring wrecks. despite wooyoung's ability to shower independently, he consistently pleaded for a bath, cunningly aware that his cries for assistance about not reaching his back would invariably prompt your kind aid. he had discovered the undeniable truth that once you began helping him, you would steadfastly carry on until the task was completed.

you had hastily gathered your hair into a disheveled bun, yearning to prevent it from clinging to the nape of your neck, yet a sense of regret lingers within you. regret, because that impromptu decision leaves you defenceless against the intensity of wooyoung's unwavering gaze. it's as if he can see right through you, piercing your very soul. you can't look away, especially when he gets horny like that. subtle signs emerge, his ears twitching in sync with each movement you make, as if anticipating a forthcoming spectacle, his tail fluffing up in response to the growing tension. normally, you would witness this captivating display, but his tail is concealed beneath the water's surface. however, it's the transformation in his eyes that truly captivates you. his pupils dilates, swallowing the colored hues that once adorned his irises, while his eyelids gradually descend, granting his gaze a mesmerizing allure.

a mischievous smirk adorns his face, growing wider as he beholds your irritated countenance. with a swift motion, he withdraws his wet arms from the water's embrace and reaches out to encircle your waist, swiftly drawing you into the capacious bathtub. your startled voice erupts into a scream, caught off guard by the suddenness of his actions. instinctively, you cling to his form, seeking solace in the unexpected plunge. as the initial shock subsides, your head snaps back up, a glare etching itself upon your features, only to be met with a feigned inoffensiveness emanating from his gaze. a mixture of disbelief and frustration bubbles within you, prompting a muttered "what the fuck" as the sensation of damp clothing clinging to your skin adds to the discomfort.

"no i don't know what you're talking about," he retorts to your previous statement, his head tilting innocently to the side. just as you're about to rebuke him, a jolt of surprise courses through you as you feel his hands firmly grasp your ass, drawing you closer to him. his fingers trace the contours of your undergarments, delicately pressing against the supple flesh beneath. in that moment, the innocent expression on his face morphs into a self-satisfied grin, as he revels in the subtle blush that tinges your cheekbones.

"w-woo, not now, you have soap in your hair, it's gonna fall in your eyes" you speak, trying to maintain a firm tone, yet the desire that unfurls within you cannot be denied. your thighs instinctively find their place between his, pressing together intimately, seeking respite from the blossoming sensation of pleasure that courses through your body.

"but i want you," he pouts, playfully nudging your face with his nose, displaying his half-feline nature, "let's play a game," he suggests, his voice laced with mischief.

you raise your gaze to meet his, a whirlwind of confusion swirling in your eyes. a soft gasp escapes your lips, your eyes flutter closed, surrendering to the sensations that flood your body as, his fingertips expertly make contact with the delicate fabric that separates you, effortlessly tracing the contours of your pleasure, stimulating your clit with a touch that sends shivers of ecstasy through your very core.

a delightful smile spreads across his face, mirroring the joy he derives from observing your reaction. his tail, a striking combination of black and white, sensually coils around one of your supple thighs, exerting gentle pressure as it squeezes twice, further igniting the sensations that course through your body.

"if i manage to make you cum before you finish washing my hair, i get to do whatever i want with your body," in a hushed whisper against your lips, he unveils a daring proposition that sends a surge of anticipation through your veins. his words hang in the air as his tongue darts out, teasingly licking your lips. sensing your agreement in the subtle nod of your head, he captures your bottom lip between his sharp teeth, an exhilarating mixture of pleasure and controlled dominance. with a firm grip on your wrists, he guides your hands, placing them on his wet curls, beckoning you to indulge in the intimate act of washing his hair. simultaneously, his skilled fingers begin their own sensual dance, expertly tending to your needs. as the intensity builds, he swiftly removes your hairtie, allowing your curls to cascade freely upon your flushed and breathless face, a disheveled visage that causes his length to stir and harden between his thighs.

with a possessive grip, he firmly grasps the nape of your neck, drawing you nearer to him. inhaling deeply, he indulges in the captivating fragrance that emanates from your body, the unmistakable scent of your arousal mingling with the air. in response to this intoxicating aroma, a primal growl escapes his chest, resonating with a primal desire that further intensifies the already overwhelming wetness between your thighs.

he skillfully loops two elongated fingers into the delicate fabric of your panties, effortlessly sliding them down your legs, the suspended water facilitating the process. the discarded underwear finds its temporary resting place on the bathroom floor. as you tug at his locks, you mutter a command, "you'll clean that up after."

"of course i will babe, 'cause you won't be able to walk when i'm done with you," he responds with a smoldering gaze, his eyes crinkling with a mix of affection. without hesitation, he presses his middle and index fingers into the welcoming warmth of your core, eliciting a powerful response that causes you to double over, succumbing to the intense penetration. a dry laugh escapes his lips, reveling in the sight of you, his owner, surrendering so completely in his embrace,

"my little slut, look at you, so pretty for me," he murmurs, too focused on the sight of your pussy greedily taking in his fingers. "i wonder who's gonna wear that fucking collar when we're done huh," his other hand sensually encircles your neck, exerting calculated pressure against the side, emphasizing each word. "me or you, mmh baby?" he playfully inquires, teasing you, fully aware of the way you can't find the strength to answer him, too focused on the overwhelming pleasure surging through your velvety walls and the slight suffocation he blesses you with.

his fingers caress the spongy spot within you, causing your attention to stray from the task at hand, flinching at his "come hither" motions. instead of focusing on washing his hair, your hands find their way around his neck, guiding his face towards your chest as you hug him with all your might. a soft sigh escapes his lips as he connects against the wet fabric of your camisole, his mouth enveloping your right nipple through the material. the sensations intensify as his touch becomes more fervent, more urgent, his thumb exploring your small bud of pleasure harshly, while still maintaining a level of tenderness. pleasure escapes you in fragmented whispers and whimpers, and his thrusts against your thigh grow more urgent, driven by an unquenchable desire that even the cascading water fails to slow his humping down.

your knees are rubbing harshly against the floor of the tub, yet you remain oblivious, lost in the haze of your own thoughts. a soft fuzziness envelops your mind, causing you to gradually detach from reality, your entire focus fixated solely on wooyoung's every move.

wooyoung, growing increasingly frustrated by the barrier of your camisole and yearning for direct skin-to-skin contact, forcefully tears it off your body. without hesitation, he presses his lips against your sternum, indulging in open-mouthed kisses that relish the sensation of your racing heartbeat pulsating beneath the heated flesh. sensing you tighten on his fingers, he smirks and lets his tongue trail from the center of your chest to the base of your neck, leaving a soft bite along the way. with heightened intensity and speed, he applies pressure to your sensitive clit, eliciting increasingly high-pitched moans from you, while his own whimpering "come on pretty girl, give it to me baby" echoes in harmony with your rhythm throughout the bathroom.

the water splashes gleefully onto the floor surrounding the tub, creating a watery canvas beneath you. in the midst of pure bliss, you let out a final moan, his name resonating with the intensity of your release as it merges with the cascading liquid. your breaths come in heaving gasps, and wooyoung brings you closer, embracing you in a passionate, uninhibited kiss where your tongues dance in harmonious rhythm. with tender affection, his hands lovingly stroke your thighs, guiding you to gently settle upon his waiting lap. soft and tender kisses rain upon your skin, causing you to surrender to the blissful moment, your eyes closing as you rest your head against his glowing, blushing chest. time stands still for a few precious minutes, allowing you to bask in the afterglow. then, wooyoung's hand cradles your face, his fingers delicately caressing your cheeks. as you gaze up at him, you're captivated by the ethereal sight of iridescent soap bubbles, adorning his eyebrows, fox ears and cheekbones like whimsical ornaments, adding a touch of enchantment to his already captivating features.

"you," he murmurs affectionately, planting a gentle kiss on your nose, his lips conveying tenderness. "lost," he continues, taking hold of your hand and guiding it to feel his firm, throbbing length, a mischievous smirk playing upon his lips.

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THE 'U' IN 'US' - AN ATEEZ SERIES - CHAPTER ZERO

Summary: You weren't really the lonely girl™ of campus, but it does feel like it when you look around, and there's no one by your side when everyone else are talking and whispering between each other. You did have "friends", more like "group projet friends" that you managed to get for yourself, but they were the ones that were real close, you were there only when they had an extra empty seat. But it seems like the gods above took your nonchalant facade as a challenge. Oh, you don't think you need friends to survive through college? Bet.

Pairing: Non! idol OT8 ateez x reader (platonic)

Tags: college! au; hybrid! au; ateez! au; fluff (a whole lot of fluff and wholesomeness); angst; hurt/comfort; mentions of mistreatment and abuse.

WC: 2,2k

N/A: It's finally here!! Please reblog and let me know your thoughts, the feedback is really important to me 💕 If you want to be tagged, also let me know!

INTRO MASTERLIST ONE

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Don’t you remember us?, the words repeating in your head as you stared back at the brown haired boy. Now that your attention was on him and him only, you noticed the smallest of ears picking up from his hair, the color blend made it almost invisible. He was not a human, he was a bear hybrid, and you remembered exactly where you met him for the first time.

The police station was a complete chaos that day. It was a sudden change from the monotony of the small town your father started working at the beginning of his career. There was at least double the people walking left and right. Doing what? You’d never know, but it seemed important enough that you’re too scared to interrupt any of them to ask where was the bathroom, much less your father. He was not in the best mood since you moved, and you hated to be the reason for more stress. Also, he busied himself in conversations you could only watch from a distance, not even keeping his eyes on you sat at an old chair.

He won’t even notice that I left…, how stupid of you.

You wandered off, walking next to the walls so no one would bump into you while carrying a stack of thick papers. There was no sign of a bathroom in the room you were, you didn’t even know where you were, no idea it was the heart of that police station.

You kept walking further and further out of the room into the empty hallways at the back, ignoring the signs at the top of each door, too focused on the triangle dress you couldn’t find. You turned right, but you only found a single wooden door.

The sight was discouraging to say the least.

You sighed, or you thought you did, because you heard it, but it didn’t seem like it came out of your own mouth. Then you heard another sigh, now you were sure it wasn’t you.

You stared at the door a little longer, then up to the sign at the top of it, it said ‘RH waiting room’. You didn’t even know what RH was. A waiting room so far back? Maybe there is a bathroom inside of it. That was enough for you to grab the handle, but it wouldn’t open.

“You have to be kidding me”, you said as you looked up to the ceiling, but you hoped all the gods above could see your disappointment. You were out of luck for the 4th time this week.

Inside the room, there was only silence, something you didn’t notice right away. If you were there, you would be able to feel the tension and fear as the hybrid stared at the door.

“Hey, is there a bathroom in here?”, Jongho repeated the first words you said to him back to you. “You remember now, yeah?”, he could see the embarrassment coming back as you recalled what happened after that, which made him giggle with the others.

You never remembered that moment as funny, because your father told you what RH stood for and why anyone would be there in the first place. But he did.

“Wait, that’s actually the first thing you said to him?”, the one with the bunny ears asked, while laughing so hard he almost fell.

“Yes, I did Min…” you tried to recall as he leaned forward, a glee of expectation in his face as you said his name. “…gi, of course, Mingi”, you said as casually as you could.

He seemed so happy, you felt bad that it was whispered to you behind his back. You would get to it eventually, he did make a good impression of himself when you first saw him too.

“I do think I remember each one of you”, you said as you looked at each of them, one getting harder to greet than the other, until you reached the last two, Yunho and Hongjoong. They didn’t seem to hold any grudges against you, Yunho smiling wider than Hongjoong, but that was a given considering the little you knew about their personalities.

“It’s okay if you don’t, it’s been quite a while”, the blonde boy gestured it wasn’t a big deal with his hands. “I’m Yunho”.

“You didn’t have blonde hair back then…”, you trailed off as you remembered the one day you wished to forget.

“Nor the height, it’s truly unfair”, Wooyoung said with a sad tone as he gave the blonde one a side eye, but his fluffy red tail continued to bounce back and right with energy.

That comment made everyone giggle a little, even yourself. It was true, he grew up well that one, he seemed well nurtured too. That thought calmed your heart a bit.

“So can we sit, then?”, Mingi asked then sighed as if he was standing for hours by the table. Even his long bunny ears were tired of standing on top of his head, alert of all movement around him. He got one lightweight slap on the arm for that. “Ow… why-“, before he could whine, you interrupted.

“Of course, but there’s no-, Hongjoong, Yunho and San already went to get some extra chairs before you could finish the phrase, while the other 5 got comfortable in their sits.

Only then you noticed they wouldn’t be eating since there were no plates

“Do you guys want some?”, you asked as you looked down at your food.

They all declined, including the three ones that just came back with chairs, but you could see some of them eyeing your fries for a bit too long, so you slid the plate to the middle of the table.

“So, every single one of you came to study here, and this is a complete coincidence or this conversation has another purpose than to chitchat?”

In your mind, there was a clear answer. They wanted something from you, and you’ll be glad to give it to them if you could, but what can you do when the cases closed so many years ago?

“We saw you around campus”, Wooyoung said as he leaned over the table, you noticed one of his hands holding onto San’s arm, just like you remembered. “We didn’t think you would recognize us, though”, Hongjoong added after a beat of silence.

“So you followed me here? I don’t get it”, you looked at each one of them.

“No, w-”, Jongho said, but then looked at San and Yunho’s guilty smiles and back to you. “Kind of, some of us saw you around two other times, we weren’t sure it was you the first time, but your scent didn’t change much from back then…”, his voice losing its confidence and volume by the end of the phrase.

“We hoped you would be here, we did not see you today”, Seonghwa cut him off as he leaned forward. His smile was shy, but you could see it was sincere. “That’s the only time of the day we all have to be together before dinner, so don’t worry, we weren’t stalking you together like this”, he giggled while talking and then gestured to them all at the end of the phrase.

The effort Seonghwa had to make to not cover himself with his ears were more than he could express. He was glad his tail was out of sight, clinging to Hongjoong’s thighs in search of some comfort.

It was a weird feeling to be in front of you after so long, and Seonghwa knew the others would agree. He noticed how Yeosang was uncomfortable, readjusting his position on the chair every so often, and how San’s legs bounced without him even noticing.

“Well, that’s good to know”, it was easy for you to smile when they were being so adorable without even making an effort. “But that doesn’t really answer my question, so did you guys just wanted to talk?”

On one side, you had Mingi and Yeosang barely looking at you, at anyone for that matter. Then you had Hongjoong and San, apparently the air was so dry to the point they needed to wet their lips every 3 seconds. Seonghwa, Jongho and Yunho were too awkward to say it first, they could only smile to try to hide their own embarrassment. Wooyoung was eating to keep himself calm.

“Is it that bad?”, your joke made Yunho and Seonghwa giggle and shook their heads. “Then you can tell me, it’s okay, did I make that big of an impression in some of you when we met?”, it was supposed to be a joke, they were supposed to laugh.

But all of them nodded. In such a serious way, too, they weren’t awkward smiling anymore. Their staring suddenly became intense. You couldn’t pretend they didn’t mean it, and you didn’t know what to do with that information.

What could say? You didn’t do anything to help them, you couldn’t do anything at that age and with the little independence you had. Not to them, nor any other hybrid who stepped foot into that police station.

Your silence spoke for you, and your surprise spoke more than you intended to.

“We just wanted to see how you were doing and to show you how we were doing”, Hongjoong broke the silence.

“I’m glad you all are doing well”, they recognize a certain softness as you said those words, they knew you meant it from your heart.

It was this softness you carried with you whenever you spoke to them that made such a big impression. Humans tend to be harsher while talking to hybrids, maybe because they couldn’t see themselves in their position to be kinder or because they thought hybrids were born stronger and less emotional, they wouldn’t care about those things, right? Up until they met themselves, the only kind one was you, even when it was so brief they barely met your eyes.

“You weren’t even scared”, you barely heard Yeosang’s voice, but the other boys heard him as clear as the day.

He seemed like he was in another world, since he wasn’t looking to anyone in particular. Yeosang jumped out his skin when Seonghwa nudged him on his ribcage. The red colored his cheeks, ears, and nape as Wooyoung did a poor job at hiding his laughter.

You did laugh yourself, but you cleared your throat. “Who wasn’t even scared?

“Hmm, you, you didn’t seem scared when we came by”, Yeosang said as he searched for something to look at to calm himself down, but you did deserve the respect of being look at while being spoken to, so he ignored his instincts and all the bullshit he learned to look at you.

“Why would I be scared of you?”, you said as you watched all of them.

That didn’t even cross your brain, you only realized now. You were too busy wondering why someone would break the ultimate rule of society ‘do no talk to someone wearing headphones’, because that would be much more rare than a hybrid attack out of nowhere. Okay, that wasn’t a real statistic, but it could be.

Yeosang thought you were talking about him for a moment, but then he noticed it wasn’t the case. It was clear no one would ever be scared of Yeosang or Seonghwa, they were at the bottom of the hierarchy, even Wooyoung wouldn’t scare many hybrids, much less many humans. The other 5 were a different matter. By their tails only, one would know they were predators hybrids. Jongho could be underestimated, but smart eyes could tell he was a bear hybrid and not to be messed with.

They were surprised by your genuine question, including Hongjoong, but he felt like he shouldn’t be. You seemed to be just like the kid he met.

“Most people would, but you don’t seem like you are capable of being scared of hybrids, do you?”, Hongjoong said as he observed your body language.

His words carried more meaning than he let it show to the others, but you got it, of course, you did. You also remembered.

“Guess my mom was right when she said I’m not like everyone else then”.

“Fuck, I missed you”, those were the first words San said to you and it caught everyone off guard.

It sounded so genuine and raw, San himself didn’t know what to do now that he said it. Until now, he was observing, checking in with all of the others body languages and emotions, Wooyoung’s more than the others only because he was right beside him. But his own emotions were boiling inside of him, he had to say something to you, but he couldn’t find the right words, well, until now.

Wooyoung was only surprised by the sudden emotion coming from San, but he couldn’t say he was surprised he felt that way in the first place. You must not know to this day what truly happened to them when they met you, but your kindness was the only thing they had to hold themselves onto and if it was up to him, you would never know.

“I’m- I-“, Choi San was blushing like a school girl and that was enough for all chaos break loose.

The other students couldn’t help, but get curious to know what the hell was so funny as laughter dominated the whole cafeteria and to know who were those hybrids that no one saw before.

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