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blizzardfluffykpop · 1 year

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Dancing Again

Summary: You return home, after years of being away from your friends. And while some things have grown and changed, your feelings never did.

Oneshot

Fluff, Childhood Friends to Lovers au, Reminiscing, and Mutual Pining

Word Count: 2,818 Originally: 2,466

Minhyuk X Reader (Mentions the rest of OT7 + Marie)

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Prompt: 11. “Would you be my date to the Christmas Ball?”

A/n: Alright two things, first is Marie’s house is however big your heart desires. I could not imagine for the life of me how many rooms it had. And secondly, Marie and Sunny are whoever you want them to be btw-- I edited it and I hope it made it all better anyways- enjoy!

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The Christmas Ball is the most significant event in your hometown. Some places have Christmas markets, and others have Christmas tree lightings. But your town holds a ball, something everyone looks forward to here. When you were little, you'd dance with your parents. And then join the other kids for fun dances in stuffy outfits. While in high school, you went with your friends, doing group dances together. Now, you’re out of college, and it’s been quite a few years since you attended your last ball. But you assume it won’t be different from previous dances you went to in high school.

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You were happy to be back before Christmas because not only did that mean getting to relax, but it also meant seeing all of your old friends. You had fallen out of contact with a majority of them, but you’d get updates every so often. Like now, as you unpack your bags, Marie calls you up and tells you about the get-together being held at her house with the whole group. And now that you're back, you should be there too to catch up with everyone.

You immediately agreed. And that's when you remember that you still have to get something to wear to the said dance, you ask Marie what color everyone is going to wear this year, and she goes, “(Y/n), we all have dates, so we’re going as different colors this year.” Your jaw nearly hits the floor, “No.” That means this is the first year you’re the odd man out: everyone has a date to the ball except you. And you can’t believe your ears as you realize you’ll be attending alone. Maybe they’ll do a group dance or two with you, so it won’t be as lonely as sitting with your parents the whole night. Who definitely won’t be sitting but up and about dancing the night away. Your friend goes, “Well, there is always Minhyuk,” your high school crush, the guy you never got the courage to ask out all these years, is still single? You shake yourself back into the present, “I don’t know. I haven’t seen him in years...” She replies, “Well, he’s going to be over this weekend for the gathering too. Why don’t you talk to him then?” You gulp, “You are going to make me either way, aren’t you?” She laughs and sarcastically says, “Oh, and why would I ever do that? Huh?” You roll your eyes, “Alright, alright! I will, but no guarantees that I’ll ask. I don’t even know if I still have feelings for him.” She agrees, “Okay, okay! If you say so. I’ll see you this weekend then!”

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You knock on the door, and Marie immediately welcomes you in, “I haven’t seen you in forever! I know we talked over the phone. But it’s not the same! I’m so glad you’re back!” You grin and hug her, and she shuts the door behind you. “(N/n)!” You hear a yell from the kitchen. And you look over to find Jooheon, “Honey!” And within seconds of taking your coat off, you’re wrapped up in another hug. “I’ve missed you!” You both cheer at the same time as you hug him back. And it continues like that, exchanging greetings with old and new friends, getting reacquainted with them all until you're settled in the kitchen catching up with your friends. When there's a lull in the conversation, Hoseok asks, “Where’s Minhyuk?”

And at that moment, there’s a knock on the door, and Kihyun says, “Speak of the devil.” You all laugh, and Marie gets the door again. “Sorry, I’m late!” He yells out to the rest of us in the kitchen. “It’s okay!” We cheer back, and that’s when he walks past the entrance. You count your lucky stars that you have your hand under your jaw, or you knew it would have dropped. Time did him well and too well; your inner teenager is going wild as he takes off his hat and runs his hand through his hair to fix it. Okay, maybe that high school crush didn’t fade. And you catch yourself falling all over again as he joins the rest of the group, exchanging hugs and greetings until he reaches you. And he gasps, “Oh my god! I didn’t expect to see you here!” And you grin, hoping your cheeks weren’t red, “Surprise!” And he wraps you up in a hug, “I’ve missed you! I’m so happy to see you again!” Thankfully you can hide your red cheeks into his chest as you hug him and tell him the same.

He squints at Kihyun, “Scoot.” Kihyun scoffs, “I should have known you’d want to be next to (Y/n).” Which makes the rest of the group laugh, leaving you confused, but you shrug it off. It’s Kihyun being Kihyun as usual. You fall back into conversation with all of them, the group had not only grown with new people, like Hyunwoo, Changkyun, and Sunny, but you all had grown up too. And it warmed your heart to see everyone drinking and talking. Minhyuk pulls you out of your thoughts with, “How was college?” You grin, “It was amazing. I had so many fun experiences and learned a lot too.” He smiles and encourages you to go on, “But nothing beats this place. When I was younger, all I wanted to do was escape this, but missing these get-togethers? And the Christmas Ball?” You shake your head, “I’m glad I was able to land a job here. Well, I already know. But how’s your career?” He smirks, “You listen to us, then?” You nod, and he grins, “Well, after New Year’s, we’re having a comeback. And I’m excited about it, even if it’s a little exhausting.” You nod, “Yeah, that makes sense, but I’m so glad you achieved your dreams.” He smiles, “Me too. I’m proud of us.” You nod, and you drift back into the main conversation.

Hyunwoo and Kihyun serve dinner, and you all enjoy it happily. There’s no better way to spend a Saturday afternoon than eating a delicious meal with your friends. Half of you split up from the kitchen and into the living room, and you sit comfortably between Jooheon and Minhyuk. Marie and Hyunwoo sit together on the loveseat as Minhyuk flips through the channels and lands on a Christmas classic.

The sounds of Frosty the Snowman draws the rest of the group into watching the movie, which leads to you squashed between your two friends. Jooheon groans before sitting next to Changkyun on the floor in front of you and Minhyuk. The five of you on the main couch breathe out a small thank you, and he shrugs it off. And you watch the animation together, and The Grinch Who Stole Christmas follows after. Hyungwon lets out a loud yawn which causes Sunny and Hoseok to do as well. And Marie goes, “I know you’re all tired, so if you want, you can crash here for the night.” And with the invitation: Hyungwon, Hoseok, Sunny, and Kihyun all retire to the guest room area. “Look, we have the whole couch to ourselves.” You whisper and scoot over a little to gain some territory on the couch, careful not to disturb the two napping below. Minhyuk grins and turns in his spot as you scoot over to the other end, and you both spread out. The two of you smirk as you recline and watch the next movie.

By the end of the next movie, Changkyun and Jooheon tiredly get up, and Marie tells them softly, “You can crash at our place tonight.” They nod and head down the hall to the guest rooms. She sighs and gestures to Hyunwoo, who’s drooling in his sleep, and you both snicker. She sighs and nudges him, “Come on, let’s go to bed.” He nods, and she waves goodnight, “You guys tire yourselves out, and if all the rooms are full. The blankets are to your left.” You both nod, and they walk out as the beginning of Frosty Returns comes on. You get up and ask if he wants one, to which he nods, and you get two blankets from the closet. You throw one on top of him and swaddle yourself in the other before sitting back down on the couch.

As he fixes his blanket, he says, “I don’t like this Frosty's design.” You agree, “He’s Frosty but a little different. Maybe it’s the bowtie.” He nods, “It’s weird. Then again, it was animated forty years after the original aired. So, I guess the design can change some.” You shake your head, “Nah. This Frosty is all hollow, he's not our Frosty.”

The two of you sit like that for a while before you let out, “I heard you don’t have a date to the ball.” He groans, “Yeah. Never thought they’d all get paired up.” You laugh and ask jokingly, knowing you wouldn’t be able to do it full-heartedly without blushing, “Well then, would you like to go with me?” He shakes his head and crosses his arms, “Only if you ask me properly.” You scoff and hold a finger up, telling him to give you a moment.

After getting out of the confines of your blanket, you go into the kitchen and find the whiteboard you saw earlier. And write on it in big letters, “Would you be my date to the Christmas Ball?” It takes you a second to realize what you're doing and what's happening. You just got back home. And you just rediscovered your crush again. Which seems mutual? After all, he wants you to ask him properly. And now you're asking him to the most meaningful event in your hometown?! You shake your head deciding if you don't do it now, you never will. So, with what little courage you have left, you make your way back over to the couch and hold it up to him. He laughs, “I was going to say yes earlier. I was giving you a hard time.” You blush, “Really?!" Before smirking, deciding to do the same to him, "But what’s your proper answer?” He shakes his head again and goes, “I would love to be your date to the Christmas Ball.”

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“Do you remember the last ball you were here?” He asks softly. You shake your head, “Not really.” He blushes, “Not even the part where we danced together?” You think back to that night. You had worn an all-blue outfit matching the rest of the group. And that’s when the memories flood you as if you’re there again.

It had been your first year in college, but you had gotten the chance to head back home in time for the ball, unlike the years that would follow. You had just gotten the taste of freedom; you were in a new place, and while it excited you, it terrified you just as much. You wanted to experience some semblance of home. So, at the first opportunity to go back, you leaped for it. After acing your exams and packing, you went home for the weekend. You were dying to see your friends and hang out with them to relieve some stress and have fun for at least one night.

You had spent the whole night dancing with your friends and singing loudly to the hit songs. Once you felt worn out and needed time to relax, you sat down after grabbing a glass of sparkling cider and relaxed taking it all in. You weren't coming back here for a while. And you knew it in your heart and as you finished your drink. A slow song came on. There he stood, in a matte blue tux, “Can I um… Can I have this dance?” He stuttered slightly, holding his hand out to you, and you took it. You felt like you were dancing in the clouds as you danced together with him. If it wasn't for the song changing to something more light-hearted, you could have finally asked him to be yours. But alas, you both broke away from each other to join the rest of your friends.

After that dance, you went back to school and decided that it couldn’t have been possible for Minhyuk, your high school crush, to have danced with you that night. So, you forgot about it and logged it as some distant daydream.

You go, “You, you asked me to dance.” He nods, “Yeah, I uh had a big crush on you back then.” You gesture for him to go on, “And I thought by the time you came back, I would be over it. But when I saw you today, it was like I was a teenager again.” He takes another breath, “I really wished I had gotten the courage to call you and at least hang out with you before now. What has it been...? Five years, not including the dance?” You nod, “Four if you include the dance.” He nods and says, “I wish I would have asked you out then. Marie told me before the ball that you liked me too, but I couldn’t find the courage.” You shake your head, “Of course Marie did. She always wanted one of us to make a move, but I wish I had found my courage too. It was funny that you said it came flooding back to you. Because when I saw you fix your hair in the hallway, it was like I was a teenager all over again.” He smiles, “But we’re here together now, and that’s what matters.” You grin, “Want to consider our first date the ball?” He smiles, “I would love to.”

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You guys wear matching blue, mirroring the last time you danced together. He picks you up at 8 O'Clock, and shortly after, you get out of his car and go, “I feel like a teenager again.” He laughs, “Why is that?” You laugh as he joins you, “Our parents are both on the committee. Even though they’re not chaperones, it feels like it.” He laughs again, “Yeah, it kinda does. But you know why it makes me feel like a teenager?” You both continue walking across the parking lot and ask, “What?” And he grins, “Because I get to live out my teenage dream of taking you to the ball.” You blush, “That too.” He smiles, and the two of you walk into the building arm-in-arm.

The dance hall is decorated brilliantly with dozens of streamers, lights, decorated Christmas trees, snowflakes, and bulbs. And it feels simply magical to step in, “Wow, they did an amazing job.” You sigh out, “Yeah, you missed it last year, Changkyun’s dad brought in a live band from his hometown, and they played magnificently. It was magical.” You smile, “I wish I got to see it, I got videos and pictures, but that was about it.” He nods, “But this year will be more magical.” You tilt your head at him as he leads you to the dance floor, “Why is that?” He smirks, “Because I get to spend it with you.” You shake your head at him, “You cheese ball.” He rolls his eyes, “You like it.” You laugh, “Of course I do.”

You join your group of friends, and while everyone has dates, you still get to dance together as you thought. But instead of looking towards Marie or Jooheon and gesturing to how handsome you think Minhyuk looks. You get to tell him softly as the two of you dance around with the group. And he tells you how stunning you are and that he can't believe he's experiencing this for real.

You guys continue dancing with the group until the radio stops and the live band starts up. And Minhyuk leads you away from the rest of the group, the live band this year is a mixture of all the church’s bands, and they sound nice together. But maybe, what makes them sound nicer is him humming softly to the music as he leads the two of you across the floor. You follow with no trouble as if gliding on air. You notice that funny feeling all over again. He truly makes you feel weightless.

You dance like that for the rest of the night, and you can't help but smile. Knowing this is all you ever dreamed of as a teenager, and now you're experiencing it. You guys stop for a few minutes to talk with your parents and get refreshments before returning to the dance floor and dancing the night away with him. You can’t believe you missed out on dancing with him all these years. But this year, everything changed for the better, and now, you get to dance with him. And you plan on dancing with him for many more years.

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dreamaze · 3 months

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BFFL 45/∞ ↪ 2016 F/W LITMUS (or: when it's not actually for or about the photoshoot)

#mx7net #monstaxedits #minhyuk #hyungwon #monsta x #tuseral #wabisarah #oorieri #userkyutie #wings.gifs #wings.original #bffl series #bestie beloveds!!!#💜💜#what kills me is when you can see the exact moment it changes #third gif byyYYYEEE #(tal if you see this thank you so much for helping me find the vid <3 the memory of long-time fans never ceases to amaze me)

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marzmeltdown · 11 months

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Bad Decisions

⌦ Pairing: Prof!Changkyun (I.M) x Fem!Reader ⌦ Genre(s): Smut ⌦ Warning(s): swearing,, age gaps (changkyun's in his 30's readers in their 20's),, power dynamics,, exhibitionism (kinda),, nicknames (changkyun: sir,, professor,, reader: doll,, princess,, idk if slut constitutes itself as a nickname but its used,, ),, cream pies(pls be practice safe sex besties),, deep throating,, face fucking,, desk sex,, choking,, oral (m receiving),, Dacryphilia,, dirty talk,, spit eating (idk if thats what its called),, fingering,, humiliation,, ⌦ Word count: 2.66k ⌦ Summary: You're struggling in your history class, so naturally, you go to your professor for help. You weren't expecting to receive that type of help as well. ⌦ A/N: Listening to Hollywood Undead and Monsta X while writing this was an experience to say the least. I may or may not have written this for myself as well. Have y'all seen that tiktok of Changkyun pulling out of a parking spot w one hand? Twas truly beautiful. If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on everything I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:)

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You cried as you looked at the exam grade displayed on your computer screen. You couldn't believe what you were seeing. D+, you had studied so hard; how could you have gotten such a bad grade? You sat at your desk with your knees to your chest, crying into them.

Your head flew up as you heard the door to your dorm room swing open, followed by your roommate's keys jingling as she walked in. She sat her bag on the floor beside her bed, oblivious to your crying until she took her headphones out of her ears.

"Oh my god, y/n, are you okay? What happened??" She asked, tossing her headphones onto her bed as she rushed over to you. You sniffled a bit, turning the laptop towards her with one hand while the other wiped away the tears that had taken residence on the tip of your chin.

"I got a D on my history exam," you said. It took everything in you not to scream with how upset you were; history was the only class you were struggling in. Which didn't make any sense to you, as you really liked history.

"What the hell? You studied so hard! You study more than I do!" Your roommate gasped, her brows furrowed in confusion and irritation as she too tried to wrap her head around how you could have done so poorly on an exam you worked so hard to prepare for. You sniffled once more, turning the laptop back to you and beginning to write your professor an email asking if he were free tomorrow during his office hours.

"I'm going to go talk to him tomorrow and see if there's anything I can do to get my grade up," you said, your voice slowly going back to normal rather than the shakey, upset voice you had when your roommate walked in on your crying session.

"That's a good idea. Mr. Im is a nice professor; I'm sure he would be more than willing to help you out." Your roommate said she hugged your side reassuringly before walking back to her side of the room.

Mr. Im replied to your email sooner than you had expected; he has always told students that as soon as 5 p.m. rolled around, any emails he had would be answered the following business day.

⌦ Mr Im:

ㅤY/N,

ㅤThank you for reaching out regarding your performance in class, my office hours are open all ㅤday.

ㅤThank you, Mr. Im.

You smiled as you read the email, looking back at your roommate, who had gotten comfortable on her bed. "He's free all day tomorrow; hopefully we can get something figured out."

"That's great; I'm sure he will work with you about your grade," she reassured once more.

You sighed shakily as you stood outside your professor's office. Rarely did you ask for help, so knowing that you were about to knock on Mr. Im's door to do exactly that made you nervous. After a couple deep breaths, you knocked on the door. You were worried that you'd knocked too softly until the door swung open, revealing your professor.

"Y/N, come in; it's good to see you." Mr. Im smiled, and you stood there in awe for a moment as you soaked in his smile. He was ethereal, and you felt as though you could stare at him all day if you could.

"Nice to see you too, Mr. Im," you stuttered, stepping into the room. It was neater than you had expected; every book on the shelf was in order from biggest to smallest, and the couch that sat against the wall looked untouched. His desk looked unused aside from the stack of papers on the left corner and a water bottle that sat next to his computer; the floor was spotless as well.

"What was it you wanted to talk about, y/n?" Changkyun asked, following you to his desk once he shut the door. You both took seats in the chairs opposite each other.

"I wanted to talk about my grade; it's not great," you said, rubbing the back of your neck nervously.

"I'm well aware that your grade isn't anything to brag about," he replied, leaning back in his chair.

"Right.." You said that, blushing a bit as you looked down.

"I suppose you're hoping I can help you fix that?" He asked, and his tone came off more condescending than he had meant it.

"Yeah, if you'd be so kind,"

"Well, if you paid better attention in my class, you might do better," he suggested. Your head snapped up at him as you looked at him with widened eyes. He smirked softly, beginning to speak as he stood up from his chair. "Don't act so surprised, y/n; I see how you stare at me during class; it's pretty obvious." He said, you hadn't noticed that he was standing right next to you until he gently took hold of your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

"It makes me wonder what's going on in that pretty little head of yours," he said, running his thumb against your bottom lip as he spoke. His voice had gotten deeper—sexier even, if that were possible. Instinctively, you parted your lips as you kept your eyes trained on him. "You and I both know that you're capable of studying for my exams, so I'll cut you a deal; I'll fix your grade if you do something for me."

Your professor seemed more talkative than normal, but you assumed anyone would be if they were discussing "deals" with another person. It was your turn to speak now. Before you could, however, his thumb found itself inside your mouth, pressing itself down on your tongue. Changkyun stood still as he waited for an answer, looking down at you with lidded eyes. You nodded in response to his offer.

Changkyun only smiled at this as his free hand worked at his belt. You moved your eyes to his hand as your hands reached up to aid him in taking his belt off. He jerked your head up gently, forcing you to look back up at him. "Eyes on me, doll."

Undoing the clasp of his belt and the buttons of his pants without being able to look at them seemed to be somewhat of a struggle. But the reward behind the zipper was worth the struggle. Changkyun moved his hand from your chin to your head once you pulled his pants down just enough for his cock to spring out.

You broke eye contact with your professor long enough to glance at his cock, your mouth watering at the sight. You brought a hand to pump at the base, looking back up at him as you began pumping his cock with a steady pace. His breath hitched slightly when you let your tongue run against the pink tip of his cock.

"Fuck, you look so pretty like this, princess," he breathed out as you took the head of his cock into your mouth. He gripped your hair roughly, forcing himself the rest of the way into your mouth. You did your best not to gag, though your efforts proved futile when the tip of his cock brushed against your throat.

The sound of your gag seemed to spark something within him as his hips began thrusting themselves into you and shoving his cock further down your throat. Tears began to form in the corners of your eyes from how harshly he was thrusting into you. The lewd sounds of your gags mixed with his groans of pleasure and the saliva being churned in your mouth filled the room. You were surprised no one had heard you two yet.

Just when you were certain your professor was only going to abuse your throat, he pulled out of you, pulling you to stand. Immediately, you leaned in to kiss him, the both of you hungrily attacking each other's mouths. Your hands found their way to Changkyun's collar, tugging him closer as you sat on his desk. Your fingers worked to undo the buttons on his shirt while his worked at the buttons on your pants. You mentally cursed at yourself for not taking your roommate's advice on the skirt she suggested you wear.

You pushed Changkyun's shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, before aiding him in taking your pants off. His hand found itself resting against your heat as his thumb rubbed itself against your clothed clit. You whimpered at his soft teasing, bucking your hips against his hand.

"Patience, princess, I'll fill you up soon," he said against your lips, his fingers still teasing you through your panties.

"Yes, sir," you replied, whining when he pulled your panties aside to continue teasing your hole. "Just take them off," you begged, moving a hand down to push your panties off.

Changkyun chuckled at your impatience but obliged, pulling your panties off the rest of the way, his hand finding itself attached to your heat once more. "You're so wet already, doll," he commented, emphasizing his words by slipping his middle finger into your hole. A soft moan escaped your lips, and you pulled away from the kiss to let your head fall back.

You let your eyes close as your professor began to pump his finger in and out of your hole. You pulled your shirt off as Changkyun inserted another finger, the surprise causing you to drop your shirt onto his desk, letting yourself lean against your hand as his thumb rubbed itself against your clit once more.

"F-fuck, professor, please," you begged as your head fell back. His fingers felt like magic against the nerves between your thighs.

"Please what, princess? Use your words," he said, his free hand reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You were surprised at how well your professor did tasks with one hand that would have required a normal person to use two.

"Fuck me, please," you whined, your free hand gripping at his toned biceps. He smirked at your request, pulling his fingers out of you and leaving your hole empty momentarily as he reached into his wallet to grab a condom. Your head snapped up to look at him, and your hand flew up to stop him, looking at him pleadingly.

He looked at you with a confused expression, his confusion disappearing once you opened your mouth to say, "I know you want to fuck your cum into me just as much as I want you to."

You weren't sure where this new bout of confidence came from, but the look on your professor's face when you spoke went straight to your core. You could feel the slick beginning to run down your thighs as you bit your lip. He tossed the partially opened condom onto the floor along with his wallet before pulling you closer by your thighs.

"If you keep talking like that, kitten, I might have to take you home with me," he said as he took his cock in one hand, his other pushing your thigh up even more, causing you to lie on your back. You whimpered as Changkyun rubbed his cock against your folds, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch him.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, princess?" Changkyun began as he slowly thrust himself into you. It took all the strength you had not to let your head fall back so you could watch as your professor's cock disappeared into your hole before reappearing again once you'd had time to adjust to his size.

You bit your lip as Changkyun began speaking again, painting a more detailed picture in your head of what he was talking about. "You'd like it if I took you home and fucked you like the little slut you are," he said, letting his hand rest against your throat, squeezing just enough to feel good but not enough to cause any serious harm.

You nodded in response, letting your body fall back against the desk so you could use your hands to hold your thighs open. "Yes, sir, I'd like that very much." You whined.

Changkyun wasted no time as he snapped his hips into you at a rapid pace, leaning his body against yours so you were eye to eye. The way his body pinned you in place prevented you from arching your back while simultaneously forcing your legs to rest themselves against his shoulders, allowing him to pound deeper into your walls.

You couldn't help the loud moans that came out of your mouth as his tip brutally hit your sweet spot. His hand moved from your throat to slip his fingers into your mouth, muffling any noises that escaped your lips.

"Be quiet, princess; you don't want anyone to catch us now, do you?" He asked, and his question, along with the taste of your slick still on his fingers, caused a whimper to fall from your lips. You shook your head, and the sight of you tasting yourself on Changkyun's fingers caused his dick to twitch inside you.

Only when he thought you were capable of controlling your sounds did he remove his fingers from your mouth, this time gripping at your jaw just as he had done earlier.

"I bet you let all your professors slut you out like this, don't you?" He taunted, angling his hips so every thrust would push the head of his cock against the bundle of nerves that had you seeing stars each time it was hit. His hand keeping a firm grasp on your chin prevented you from shaking your head in protest; he took this opportunity to spit into your mouth to further humiliate you.

His words and the act of him spitting into your mouth went right to your core, and your walls began to contract around his cock.

"N-No sir! J-Just you—fuck, I'm so close," you moaned, digging your heels into his shoulder blades in attempts to pull him closer. You reached back to grip the edge of the desk, effectively pushing the ungraded papers onto the floor.

"Go ahead, princess, cum on my cock," he panted, feeling the knot in his stomach begin to tighten as well. He propped himself up on his hands to give himself more leverage, his thrusts going deeper and harder than they had been previously.

It took a few more harsh thrusts on his end before the coil in your stomach snapped and you were sent over the edge. Your hand clamped itself over your mouth to muffle the wanton moan that escaped your throat as you felt your hole flutter against his cock and your arousal slowly ran down Changkyun's cock. You were positive he would have a stain there afterwards.

The tight grip your walls used to hold Changkyun in was enough for him to fall over the edge, a soft whimper escaping his mouth as he finished. He thrust his cum back into you a few times as he rode out his orgasm, his thrusts coming to a full stop, and he caught his breath before pulling out. He watched as his cum dripped out of your hole and down the side of his desk.

"Here," Changkyun said, handing you a water bottle as he helped you sit up. You weren't sure when he'd walked away, but he had already cleaned himself and adjusted his pants. You winced as you sat up, taking the water bottle from him.

"Thank you," you said as you opened the bottle, taking a sip. You watched as Changkyun gently wiped you clean with a few tissues he had taken from the box that surprisingly didn't fall.

He tossed the soiled tissues into the trash can beside his desk before he leaned in to whisper into your ear.

"I expect you to pick those papers up, and I was serious about taking you back to my place."

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honeyimissjoo · 10 months

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ot7 super yuppers challenge

#everyone say thank you to dayoung #monstaxedits #mx7net #wjsn #wjsn chocome #wonho #dayoung #changkyun #yeoreum #jooheon #minhyuk #shownu #hyungwon #kihyun #e.w #e.g #mx #monsta x

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theleeminhyuk · 1 year

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the Minhyuk I will always want to see, draw and love. Thank you for hosting Vogue Ship Show, Lee Minhyuk.💙

#230214 #monsta x #gif #minhyuk #gifs #monstaxedits #monstaxgifs #vogue ship show #naver now #userkyutie #megtag #this has been SOOOOO hard to gif you have no idea i was losing my mind #i feel like ill cry whenever ill look at thhese but hes too precious i needed to share

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timetominhyuk · 15 days

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240413 @ SPRING FESTIVAL

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lunetual · 1 year

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♡ HAPPY MINHYUK DAY ♡ with all the fondness i hold for him in my heart i am wishing minhyuk a day full of warmth and happiness spent with people he loves in the comfort of his own home or an equivalent safe and cozy place.

quick cc note: hi i think we all know at this point <3 it won’t be quick i won’t even pretend this time! so buckle in babes i actually have an unexpected (or maybe quite expected!) great many feelings about minhyuk!!

ok ok first thing i want to say is. we don’t know our idols i would never presume to know what they’re like in their day to day life BUT i have a strong suspicion that if i’d be in such danger of falling in love w/ minhyuk if he was just some guy i knew. ;LKASDFJKL;ASJ. ok that was humiliating glad i got that out of the way! <3 now we can get started.

minhyuk is an INTERLOPER!! he stole his way into my heart and took up residence!! he simply arrived and settled in and REFUSED TO LEAVE!! the audacity of it all. i was sitting so so pretty w/ my mx megline i was perfectly happy and comfy with my three guys and then it was like he stomped his foot and said BUT WHAT ABOUT ME and my resistance buckled. (what actually happened is that wings wore me down and i had to admit that i did like him so much in fact.)

what actually actually happened is that i came to. really appreciate the way he has steel in his spine, but most of the time, before you ever even get to that, you get his winsome smile and his twinkling eyes and his voice and his words laden with honey and you blink and suddenly he’s gotten his way. i like that he always stands up for his loved ones and isn’t afraid to tell fans to stay in line and i like that in 2020 he took stock of his group and their situation and the terrible song that their company wanted them to come back with and he said. we will not be doing that, actually. and he convinced them and then jooheon said ‘here’s gambler’ and the rest is history!! we get jooheon title tracks now!!!

i like that he doesn’t enjoy being the de facto eldest and in charge of greetings with shownu in the military but that he puts his best foot forward to represent his group anyway! i like that he loves narrative driven music videos and that he’ll analyze storylines and scenes with enthusiasm! i like that he loves whales, and i like that the reason he loves whales is that to him they represent being able to carry his loved ones towards good things. i like his tenacity in the face of adversity and the way he proved himself on no.mercy so many years ago and hit the ground running and has grown in spades since then, but still thinks so fondly of the fabric softener that he and hyungwon would use during their hard trainee days.

i like his sense of humor and his seemingly boundless energy when he’s got his entertainer hat on, and the way that he’s such a homebody on his own time. i like that he is keenly aware of the effect he can have on others as an idol, and that he thinks a lot about the bond between kpop stars and their fans, and that he in turn seeks to maintain a healthy relationship with mbbs.

i like that he’s an artist through and through, and i like when he paints to express himself and i like when he paints presents for the members and i like when he does crafts on vogueshipshow and his brow furrows when he focuses hard.

the thing maybe i don’t like is that !! he never really. seems to acknowledge how important he is to the group and i would like to grab him by the shoulders and tell him that he is so so vital to their dynamic and their success as a group and that he works so hard and has done so much to get mx’s name out there and that without his particular vocal timbre mx songs would sound empty and without him onstage you’d acutely feel that something special was missing.

whew anyway. lee minhyuk i adore you in a normal, non-parasocial manner. i hope that this next year ushers in a chapter of your life that brings you a measure of peace and a chance to rest, and that you can take the time to breathe and just be. and i hope the year brings you so many reasons to laugh and smile. we love you and we’ll keep walking with you no matter what the road ahead brings!!

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